Yu Qian was studying in Beijing at that time, but because the air quality in Beijing was not very good, he could not remember his old teachers and classmates very well.
Wang Ning stood outside the door, a little confused, because she and Yu Qian were classmates in the next class at most, even though she had a crush on him for six years.
When Wang Ning mustered up the courage to go in, Yu Qian, who was nibbling on an apple, looked up and smiled happily: "I know you. You are Wang Ning from the next class. You are good at writing essays."
Yu Qian's parents: "..." Aren't you a bloody amnesiac?
(Yu Qian has a prototype, and the author is writing an article for the first time, blx, thank you!)