The self-deprecating smile on Chen Ming's face began to shift, gradually widening as if he were breaking free from his own memories. With a slight lift of his brow, he grew confident and high-spirited, before abruptly dropping the smile and speaking once again in a serious, low voice.
"But a bumpkin has another advantage: even if he falls into the mud, he can still climb back up and keep on hitting the books!"
The sunlight streaming through the window illuminated his face, accentuating his radiant, confident demeanor.
Chapter 49