After finally passing the judicial examination with thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge, Tang Ye thought that after two more years, she could put on the solemn robe that the professor said, and become a judge as fragrant and enviable as Peking duck, getting rid of the bloated, ordinary and even despicable image in their eyes. However, she did not expect that a common cold would bring her back to her second year in junior high school.