Jiang Hui's life creed is simple: make money, raise a sister, and stay away from that hypocritical world.
As a famous "bad" transfer student in Nanhuai No. 1 Middle School, he was the last in his grade sleeping on his desk during the day, and at night he was the number one "black swan" in a valet coffee shop wearing a lace skirt and shouting "master" for five hundred dollars.
Until that rainy night, when he awkwardly stuck his high heels in the alley and raised his head, he bumped into Xu Jinwen's eyes.
Xu Jinwen, the myth of Nanhuai No. 1 Middle School, is not only the top grader who always dominates the rankings, but also the formidable student union president. The flower of Gaoling in everyone's eyes, in Jiang Hui's view, was just a gentle scum wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
I thought I would be exposed and ridiculed, but unexpectedly, this "hypocrite" pushed up his glasses and handed over a high school mathematics notebook:
"Don't want the secret to be exposed? Then get into the top 100."
From being forced to take extra classes to that hug late at night, when the man who was always aloof bent down and picked up the muddy man on his back, Jiang Hui discovered that cherished flowers could grow in the mud.
"Jiang Hui, I won't leave."
This was probably the most beautiful lie, or promise, he had ever heard.
Intention: To be each other's anchor point in the absurd world, and to work together towards the light in the muddy youth.