The day Ling An opened the door of the blue-grey teaching building, she had no idea that her choice of a language class would completely rewrite the trajectory of her life. She chose Russian, a copy language with a pass rate of 12%. Standing on the podium was He Luo, a gentle yet cold gatekeeper with a rotating "A" badge on his collar.
He Luo left. The new teacher Wang Lan was sharp and stern, and Ling An was scolded until he could not speak on the day when he took 100% dictation. But late at night, the badge in his trouser pocket suddenly lit up with silver writing - He Luo never really left. She just changed her approach, sitting on the other end of the data, across the wall of the entire copy system, correcting every crooked letter for Ling An.
The Chinese language test score is 92 points. Class teacher Chen Qi's badge with the word "" fell into Ling An's palm. Two badges, one bright and one dark, one cold and one hot, two lines touched her wrist at the same time. One belongs to the classroom and red annotations during the day, and the other belongs to Huai'an Road and silver writing at night.
The days of being a class representative are busy and orderly. It only took half an autumn for Russian to go from ten points to eighty-seven points. But Ling An knew that this was just the beginning. Chen Qi's words "Don't deal with any abnormal vibrations yourself" are still in his ears. The writing on the surface of He Luo's badge flickers on and off, and the high system wall between the two gatekeepers is cracking bit by bit.
Every chapter is a trial, every letter a door.
Unlimited streaming campus copy × dual teacher-student line × growth direction.
Purpose: True companionship never presupposes presence. Someone is out of sight, correcting every stroke for you.
