The draft in the back row of the classroom passed by the physics test paper in her hand, but it could not blow away the fog that had been hidden in his eyes for three years.
Mo Nanxing will always remember that afternoon when the cicadas were chirping noisily. Lin Shutong stood on the podium holding the answer sheet that had been blown away by the wind, and read out in front of everyone with a cold face: "The answer to the top grader was originally copied from here."
Intention: Two-way redemption