Harper nodded: “Yes, I am in my junior year.”
Yang Qiulu’s eyes showed a little envy: “It’s great.”
In fact, her academic performance was not bad at that time.
But no matter how bad she was, she was not allowed to go to school at home.
She was forced to drop out of school early, and then she was honed by life. Even if she just wanted to read, she had no energy and ideas.
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