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  Chūn guāng zhèn hái zài chūn guāng zhèn hái zài (51)

  Translation: Chun Guang Town is still in Chun Guang Town (51)

  I think his face turned a little red, "Just now should have said well with him, you were too impatient."

  "I clarified that I wasn't in a hurry, and I wanted to discuss the facts and evidence with him. But he just beat us to death with one stick, and talking to him for another sentence would be a waste of time."

  Looking at him not speaking, he seemed a bit embarrassed, so I comforted him again: "Don't worry, it's okay if you don't have your student ID card. If you really can't take the exam, just make up for it next semester. Anyway, I don't care about grades." I'm really not concerned about grades. Yaoli and others spend every day carrying books in the library from 9 am to 9 pm, this behavior is beyond my understanding. University should be a time to boldly find someone you like and fall in love, join clubs and play hard, who cares about the score on the transcript after graduation?

  Lu You hesitated for a moment, looked up at me, and after a few seconds of silence, said, "Okay then." His tone seemed to have returned to the politeness and distance we had when we first met on the train.

  It happened to be Friday, after parting with Lu You, I went back to the dormitory to fetch my higher math textbook and asked Yao Li to print out a copy of notes to take home. Not long after leaving the school gate, I received a call from Fu Andong, and soon his Subaru Forester appeared at the school gate.

  Fu An Dong is two years older than me. At that time, he was about to enter his senior year, and he coolly bought an off-road vehicle. His wish to buy a car had been accumulating for a long time, but his father knew that if he indulged his son, he would definitely make mistakes, so he suppressed him until his senior year when he relaxed the policy.

  "Hey, girl, I'll send you home." Fu Andong rolled down the car window and whistled, "The momentum of being a hoodlum is really natural."

  I responded with a sound and pulled open the car door, sitting in the passenger seat.

  "Xu Shenshen, are you still angry?"

  It's been almost a week since I had a fight with Fu Andong, and to say that my anger has dissipated is not entirely true. The fact that "the person I like doesn't like me" still lingers in my mind, and thinking about it makes me sad. This pain will continue to be brought up by Fu Andong from time to time, and all I can do is respond with a reluctant "yes".

  "You, loved by all who see you, blooming like a flower. Men are stunned when they look at you. Alright?" Fu An Dong rubbed his temples and smiled: "You're forcing me to be a good-for-nothing."

  I looked out of the window and said: "Fu Andong, honestly, do you really think no one will like me?"

  Fu An Dong paused for a moment, "You really have fallen in love?"

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