"The teacher assigned me homework, so I better practice more! You go play first."
Although Tang Shunyan complied with Meng Zhaojun, he did not give up on his practice. Since his skills were inferior, he knew he had to redouble his efforts.
"Ah, Tang Shunyan, can't you play with me for a while before continuing your writing? You're always writing, don't you find it boring?"
Meng Zhaojun, hearing that Tang Shunyan, under her urging, admitted defeat in writing, yet continued to write, wasn't here just to accompany Tang Shunyan in his writing. Although Tang Shunyan didn't look dull, why was he so stubborn?
"Meng Zhaojun, the teacher has assigned homework, and I must finish it. Also, my time for writing is limited, I have to practice in the afternoon as well."
"I came to play, and you don't have a break in the afternoon? No, you have to take a leave, isn't there still time to practice in the evening?" Meng Zhaojun twisted her body even more, pouting and stamping her foot.