"All right, all right, don't get a big head."
Zhao Shuzhuo smiled and shook his head, reaching out to pat Wang Jianguo on the shoulder.
The gesture stirred a bit of dust from the workwear fabric, which lazily swirled in the shaft of light. His gaze swept over Wang Jianguo's messy hair, still flecked with bits of grass from pushing his bicycle this morning. He suddenly felt that the person in front of him was like a child who had finally scored a hundred on a test and was eager to demand praise from an adult.
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