"Boss, I don't want to go to school." Little five walked into the room with a decadent face, looking listless.

"what's the matter?" Yang Tian, who is lying on the sofa playing football games, throws down the handle in his hand, stands up and asks with concern.

"that's a prison. It's more maddening than a prison. Well, I'm fed up with it. God, there's such a torment in the world. " Yang Tian keeps complaining. It seems that no matter what happens, he is fond of eating meat.

Yang Tian looks at this tired and lazy boy helplessly. He has only been studying for a few days. He is so...