Mianmian is just a lazy sophomore girl who eats and waits for death. In terms of height, she is neither tall nor short, just 160; not fat, not thin, just 50; in terms of appearance, she is barely considered a pretty girl. Mianmian often thinks, why do all the good things happen to me? Not to mention height and weight, even if I was admitted to a university, I would get the minimum admission score for two good schools. Mianmian's mother often said that this child is just right in everything! Save me the worry! It was so perfect that when Mianmian was on her way to the cafeteria, a basketball thrown by a male student on the court hit her head. When she was dizzy and about to lose consciousness, Mianmian thought to herself: Why did it hit me at the right time? Too much!