On the afternoon of registration for the first year of high school, Wang Zhiyu held his hands on the balcony and looked at the girl standing at the registration desk in front of the teaching building.
The girl was carrying a snakeskin bag and silently followed a woman. On the bag she was carrying, the printed side clearly displayed the large characters on the bag - urea.
His burning gaze fell on the girl, but her face was calm and calm.
It wasn't until many years later that Wang Zhiyu and the girl mentioned their maturity and courage again.
Zheng Yancai told her that in fact she was not that mature, it was just the best solution to avoid being laughed at.
Everyone said that Zheng Yan was a good student with no ideas, but Wang Zhiyu felt that she was obviously the most unique child...
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