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Chapter 281 Cicadas do not know the snow

Zhuang Shuyi's short teaching task was successfully completed before the end of summer. During this period, she obtained the right to borrow books from the National Peking Library and the right to attend classes, as well as the tears of many students who heard that she was leaving the campus.

"Teacher Shu, can't you really come again?" A sentimental girl cried with tears in her face, and grabbed her sleeve and refused to let go.

"Not that. If I can pass the exam this year, I will come." Zhuang Shuyi said embarrassedly. "Actually, I am not even as good as you, I haven't passed the exam. You are so awesome."

Everyone was shocked. "Teacher, something must be wrong if you fail the exam."

Because no matter whether they ask her about history, literature, architecture, language, or even mathematics, they can get an answer that can be recognized by the professor. If she can reach this level but cannot enter the same university as them, this is probably some unfair.

Zhuang Shuyi shook his head and rejected their speculation. "No. You are not asking serious academic questions. It's just that I know a lot. I can get in touch with what you said, which gives you such an illusion."

If she really failed to get into a university because of unfairness, A Nian would have been the first to overturn the principal's desk. But the facts proved that there were only Chinese talents, and there were countless unknown people like her.

But this should be a pleasure. After all, it proves that her country will never be inferior to any other self-righteous place.

"Okay, stop crying. I live in Maoer Hutong. You don't know how to go." Zhuang Shuyi smiled brightly and continued. "Even if you don't know, you can still ask. I don't believe that you can still find a way in Peking. This makes me question your level."

"Teacher~" all the students were amused and crying. Although the teacher was about the same age as them, it was only at this time that she could see the temper of her ungrown child.

"Don't send it, it's hot outside. Wait until I come next time, and treat you to dinner. Don't pull my sleeves. If your master sees it, you must be jealous." Zhuang Shuyi smiled and pushed them lightly, and waved goodbye.

But not far away, Zhuang Shuyi's shoulder collapsed in a place they could not see, and she sighed depressedly. Although she said it very easily, Zhuang Shuyi still thought that it would be great if she could go to college.

Of course, it is not impossible to attend college. Zhuang Shuyi may not be qualified in front of the best institution. But it should be more than enough to get into one or two universities with her level. Especially in Peking, there are many "life-saving universities".

This nickname sounds strange enough. In fact, it has really saved a lot of unlucky students who came to Peking for the exam and couldn't pick the last melon.

This kind of school has its own professors and students come to class only; if they don’t come, they will never be recorded as missing classes. Therefore, they are not only relaxed but also have a lot of audiences.

Of course, Zhuang Shuyi would not have fallen to that level. Even if she only has this level, she would probably never live like this and deceive herself. After all, she is the kind of fool who has higher self-esteem than her head.

"Of course. My sister has been a professor." Zhuang Boyong is very confident. In her opinion, it was definitely not her family's fault that she failed the exam before. "Besides, the result has not been released this year, don't worry too much. You can definitely do it."

Zhuang Shuyi stuck out his tongue. "This summer is almost over. I think it's a fruitless end. And sister, don't talk nonsense when you go out. That's not a professor, but a lecturer who's an appointment during the summer."

Zhuang Boyong did not pay attention to this matter, so he naturally did not understand the difference. But even so, she still felt proud of her sister from the bottom of her heart. "I don't care. Anyway, my sister is the best and the best. Whoever looks down on you is because they don't have the vision."

Yang Bo, who was standing aside and responsible for making tea, couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He knew where Liuliu's unreasonable boast was inherited from. He was such a real sister!

"No, my elder sister is the best. By the way, elder sister, when will your new film be released?" Zhuang Shuyi asked while gnawing on a watermelon with ice-filled water.

August is the season for eating watermelon. Although all the fruits in Peking are delicious, watermelon is the best in this sunny midsummer. The streets are full of melon vendors carrying loads and pushing wheelbarrows, shouting in the alleys.

Some people can’t afford other things and can’t bear to buy them. But this watermelon is different. One or two big boys can bring back the eldest green watermelon. And it’s the season, and there are still one or two leaves on the melon stems.

When buying watermelon, you naturally have to endure the saliva, put it in the well and hang it for a while, take it out and cut it open when it is icy. Beneath the emerald green melon skin is the pulp that is as dazzling as a gem, and the juice is overflowing and flows down the knife.

I picked up a piece and bite it down with a bite. It was so cool. In the hot summer, I sat under the shade of the tree and scooped it with a spoon and scooped it. It was so refreshing. This was probably the ultimate enjoyment of the world that even heaven could not compare to.

A few people who were still chatting at first, when they saw Zhuang Shuyi's attitude of eating melons, they immediately didn't bother to answer and hold them one by one and eat them bite after bite. Whoever talked at this time would be a fool.

"Liuliu, October is coming." After eating it all over, Zhuang Boyong stopped and continued the topic just now. "October is..."

"Ah, I remembered it. I made an appointment with someone to go to Wangfujing. Sister, please sit slowly, I will be back in the evening." Zhuang Shuyi refused to finish listening to her words, so she ran away in panic.

Because October is their parents' birthday.

It was a coincidence that Zhuang Shuyi and Zhuang Boyong's father Zhuang Shiqiao and Ah Niang Liu Jiaoying were born on the same day. When they celebrated their birthday, many people joked that they should be the fate they had set in their previous lives.

When she was in Yongning, Zhuang Shuyi didn't know how much effort she had to put in. She prepared gifts to celebrate her parents' birthdays every year. Often, she started discussing with Yangbo and the other two half a year in advance. Because she really wanted to see their happy smiling faces when they received the gift.

Most children love their parents from the bottom of their hearts, because that is the beginning of their birth and the foundation for their survival.

However, not all parents will love their children, or love all their children. At that time, there are many children and blessings, so every household has a group of children. When there are too many children, some will inevitably prefer them.

Human hearts are biased.

But as the child who is not favored, the love for his brothers and sisters of his parents will arouse the darkness in their hearts. Even if he pretends to ignore it, he will always ask questions from the bottom of his heart.

Why not me?

Zhuang Shuyi, who spent almost his entire childhood under the shadow of his elder sister and brother, knew very well that the tears and sadness behind the question.
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