I really can't afford to hurt these scumbags, but I got to know them because of a strange admissions letter. What kind of weird thing is this? A damn handsome boy? Teacher? Instructor? A young master from a rich family who loves to make fun of others? Slacker student? Unscientific? What kind of talented people are gathered here? Oh, no, it's diaosi. Then, we laughed together with them, cried together, rejoiced together, shed tears together, and discussed numbers two, seven, thirty-two, eight, eight, ninety-four. The next step should be the diaosi's counterattack! Be surprised, be trembling, speak out your dreams, speak out your wishes, no longer be a scumbag, no longer weak, come back! ! Welcome graduation and welcome a different you. Forget about troubles, forget about unpleasantness, forget about exams. Come on! ! Let's work together! ! We - WE are! !