That summer, the cicadas were chirping noisily, the sun was scorching in the sky, and the breeze was blowing through the trees. Outside the classroom, the branches of the sycamore trees grow wildly, and a ridiculous scene is happening inside the classroom.
"Chen Yilin, you are really capable."
"I don't have the ability. What can I do with you?"
Intention: In the future, you will be grateful to yourself who is struggling now