When Yang Xiaolu met Jiang Zhiou in the school cafeteria,
All he could see in front of his eyes was the scene in elementary school when his father took him and his mother on a battery car to apologize to this guy.
At that time, Jiang Zhiou looked at him with a condescending smile and his superior eyes remained unchanged until now.
On the way back to the dormitory, Yang Xiaolu hung his head and asked his roommates, why does the Department of Architecture seem to be more advanced than us?
Roommates answered:
Because there is only one line for construction, and the civil engineering works all night long...
Because they are artists and we are bricklayers...
Because the Department of Architecture is like Pirlo, and the Department of Civil Engineering is like Gattuso...
Because those who are famous are all designers, and those who are in jail are all construction workers...
Another roommate scoffed at everyone's verbosity, and only said four words:
The position is on top.
The words became a prophecy. Yang Xiaolu from the Department of Civil Engineering met Jiang Zhiou from the Department of Architecture, and they were placed in the same position together.
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