Three years ago, in Yang Youyuan's first math class after training for the college entrance examination, Tang Yu patted the blackboard and asked the classmates around him to call Yang Youyuan.
Yang Youyuan was stunned when she woke up. She raised her numb arms, rubbed her eyes, and looked up at Tang Yu on the podium.
"You really look like a friend of mine."
What kind of cliche plot is this? ? ! Yang Youyuan frowned and looked at Tang Yu with confusion.
"Really, if you don't believe me, look at my circle of friends."
At that time, the interface that Tang Yu drew was only blank, and the only words on it were "Only visible for three days..."
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