Jiang Sitang was unconscious when he was doing the questions. He was hopeless and angry. He asked Chen Ziyu angrily: "Tell me, how much will it cost before you are willing to transplant your brain to me? I have the money, so just ask me the price."
Chen Ziyu buried his head in the mountains and seas and said without raising his head: "Then you have to clear out the useless mush in your brain first, otherwise there will be no place to put the knowledge I transplanted."
Unless we go back to the drawing board and rebuild it, isn't it completely hopeless? Jiang Sitang sighed and knocked his head on the table in despair.
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"Chen Ziyu, there is a gap of three hundred points between me and you." She said, "I'm trying hard, but it's too difficult and too late. If I make some progress, you will go further forward. It seems that I will never be able to catch up."
Chen Ziyu's pen tip was still moving, and his tone was light: "Isn't there a three million difference between you and me? It's a huge disparity, and it's very urgent. Even if I stop even a little bit, I always feel like it's too late."
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Ah.
Jiang Sitang shook his head: "But actually, not only do I not have the three hundred points, but I also don't have the three million. Our family..."
"I know." Chen Ziyu interrupted her, looked down at the test paper, and said calmly, "But I want you to have these."
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At dusk before self-study at the age of seventeen, Jiang Sitang lay on his desk and saw the most beautiful sunset in his life.
The slanting light coated Chen Ziyu with a warm halo. He leaned toward her with the future in mind, and the tip of his pen blossomed on the test paper.
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A scholar from a poor family × a poor student from a wealthy family × a good boy from another family × a rumored bad girl
The age of innocence, slow time, small town stories, walking through the turbulent youth, holding hands to spend the morning and dusk
There is no description of love and intimacy before adulthood.
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