Mu Nan blinked his eyes and realized that all the dandy students in the class had put down the work in their hands, and their eyes fell on her at the same time.

Expectations, mockery, suspicions, jokes...

Surrounded by numerous palette-like gazes, Mu Nan felt that he was a clown who appeared on the stage with a slight stomachache.

She was sad and finally understood the Chinese phrase "books take too little time". She was not a genius, and God had ...