"Play?" This word had profound meaning. Qin Fen had often heard people say it when he was little. Back then, he had been in the prime of his youth, still in middle school and knowing nothing. Whenever he passed the barbershop beside the school, some older girls would always wave at him. "Hey, handsome, wanna play?"
"That doesn't seem right." Qin Fen grinned at the sky. He had originally intended to leave, but now he was no longer in a hurry to run. It was not as if he had any wild fantasies about Matchmaker Yue's idea of playing. What else could the other man possibly do? Qin Fen did not believe he could pull off something like ice and fire, or a poisonous dragon!
He was merely curious about Matchmaker Yue's phrasing. It was so up-to-date! Looking at his phone, Qin Fen could not help calling him bro. "With just one word, 'play,' you revealed roughly what the activity was about while using ambiguity to stir people's imaginations. Matchmaker Yue truly deserves to be vice principal!"
"What's wrong with it?" Matchmaker Yue spoke with absolute certainty. Those little brats in the lower grades were like demons. He had long since had enough of them. Quite a few teachers had complained that these little bastards came from powerful families and were exceptionally gifted, so every last one of them was mischievous and troublesome, yet they could still finish their homework on time. There was nothing you could do about them.
"I'm just not used to it." Qin Fen chuckled.
"Don't you want to play with those innocent, lively little girls in sailor uniforms? It's a real blast." Matchmaker Yue sounded indignant. What adorable children they were!
Bang! The door suddenly crashed down. A group of little kids stood at the