Rush-finishing assignments is practically a mandatory skill for every Huaguo citizen.
When we were kids, we used a single pen and a lamp to create miracles; as adults, we swap the pen for a computer to keep creating them. Isn't this just another form of staying true to one's original aspiration?
Xiao Ya went into retreat for seven days straight, and everyone almost forgot there was even such a person in the house. Su Chixi was particularly listless, unable even to get through a novel.
"I'm sorry, I'll definitely manage my time better next time," Xiao Ya said remorsefully, cupping her fiancée's face in her hands. "Tomorrow is the rehearsal for the gala, do you want to come along?"
"Of course!"
The unemployed vagrant Su Chixi declared that if she stayed put any longer, she was going to sprout moss.
With only a few days left before the Mandarin proficiency test, Ji Le had gone into intensive seclusion, leaving her with no time to accompany Xie Siwen, let alone Su Chixi.
As for Xie Siwen, her situation was rather miserable. Wei You had briefly stopped trying to snatch away her younger sister's cook, turning instead to hounding her about finishing her manuscript every day just to find an excuse to chat with An Quan.
Grandma would bolt the moment she laid eyes on her, and Mother Wang kept having dizzy spells out of nowhere, enough to scare a person half to death.
The old residence was left with only the giant turtle in the pond, who was willing to listen to her talk about two chil…
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