Hao Xiaofan felt insignificant in front of the sunny, handsome and literary Minghao. In the small village at the foot of the mountain, Hao Xiaofan was a talented person, one of the few college students, and his father's tone of voice was no different than before. But after arriving at Shaanxi University of Science and Technology, some of his classmates were good at sports, some were good at literature, and some were good at English. Hao Xiaofan knew nothing but rote reading, and his grades were not very good, which was about average. He had been troubled by this and attributed his performance to the average teaching level in the countryside.