Silly boy, if you have nothing to do, go out to the supermarket, buy some hair bands and rubber bands and change your hairstyle. Then you will find that you decide whether you like it or not. You decide to like it, and you like it. You think it's appreciation, not this person. Besides, it's useless to learn in the eighth grade. If I'm lucky, I'll report to high school this time, and boys usually start to grow up in high school. A good friend (male) of mine in junior high school is cute enough to put on a skirt and be sent to the comic exhibition. As a result, I started to get pimples in my freshman year, which looked like a crater ... I couldn't stand it ... I couldn't stop talking about it.

By the way, when you are free, you can sit at the gate of the pedestrian street and watch the street view. Playing with a few people can improve your horizons.