The frame of the window pulled her face, but her eyebrows were still straight, as dull as cotton that was ripe and drooping during the autumn harvest. Which is heavier, ten pounds of cotton or one pound of iron? A junior high school physics problem came to her mind.
At least her eyes were serious.
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She seems to be born with a purpose. Her mother may not like her very much, but she definitely needs her.
"Do you understand? I walked so far back then without any hesitation, and now I can't even look back!"
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She always has one goal - to be the best. No matter what she does, as long as she does her best, she will no longer be worried.
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"Spring is the best mood and state."
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"Look, I'm not good at this either, Song Zhishi, we don't need to be competent at everything."
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"Pei An, do you know what Song Zhishi wrote about your greatest advantage?"
"You said."
"It makes people feel happy."
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Maybe her mother had thought so sweetly for a moment - although her subsequent happiness was uncertain.
"Wherever you are, that's home."
Intention: Internally destroying monsters and upgrading records! Campus group portrait!