In the third year of being belittled, I awakened to the academic system.
My boyfriend's childhood sweetheart pointed at the math paper and laughed, "Idiot, you can't even hand out sub-questions."
I silently recited the binding, and a light screen popped up in front of my eyes: [Analytical Geometry Perfect Score Guide, do you want to receive it?
After confirmation, the city's joint examination results were released, and my name ranked first.
The once disdainful boyfriend blocked the door of the classroom, with dark emotions in his eyes: "Nuan Nuan, let's talk?"
I passed him and walked towards the first grader who was waiting for me: "I'm sorry, you blocked the way of my boyfriend."
