"Yumo, Yumo. It is said that there is a story." Somehow Lanlan came to a place a few rows away from my table. She was sitting on the table, listening to the story with a story in front of her.
It was only then that I realized that there were already many people in the canteen. It was lunch time. The story Zhang was sitting not far away, looking listless. The finished dishes did not move at all. There were many people sitting next to him, waiting for his story. The story was named Zhang Yue, who was known for her story. The story he was going to tell this afternoon should be a long story. But it seemed that he was not in the mood for today's story.
"Zhang Yue, tell us quickly, we are all waiting here." Someone nearby was anxious, eager to hear, and kept urging.
"Yes, I came here today to
