When I woke up in the morning, snowflakes were still falling outside the window.

The whole world seemed to be covered by a white velvet carpet, quiet and peaceful.

Song Yu stood up and looked at the snow scene outside the window. Although he felt a little afraid of the cold, he was more reluctant to go to the Imperial Examination Hall today.

She took her time putting on her thick clothing, a robe made of heavy cotton with a furry cloak over it.

She fastened her clothes carefully, making sure every part was protected from the biting cold.

After putting on this outfit, Song Yu looked a little bloated, but he knew that this was necessary equipment in such weather.

Song Yu pushed open the door and a gust of cold air hit him in the face, making him shiver.

She took a deep breath and stepped into this snow-covered world. The snow under her feet made a "crunching" sound, as if playing a winter music.

She walked slowly along the familiar path, snowflakes falling on her shoulders and head, soon forming a thin layer.

Soon, Song Yu arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall. The door of the Imperial Examination Hall was closed, but many students who came to take the exam had gathered at the door.

Some of them, like Song Yu, wore thick clothes and wrapped themselves tightly; but some of them wore relatively thin clothes.

Song Yu's eyes fell on a young girl in a thin blue shirt.

She stood there, looking a little thin, her face a little red from the cold, but her eyes revealed determination and persistence.

Her blue shirt fluttered in the cold wind, as if it could be blown away at any time.

Song Yu felt a trace of pity in his heart. He couldn't understand why this man didn't dress warmly in such cold weather.

At this time, another student in thin clothes caught Song Yu's attention. This was a handsome scholar, who was wearing a washed-out robe and only a single piece of clothing underneath.

Her hair was covered with snowflakes and her lips were slightly purple, but she still stood straight and waited quietly.

Song Yu couldn't help but secretly admire his perseverance and courage.

The atmosphere in the Imperial Examination Hall gradually became lively, and the students began to talk to each other.

The students wearing thick clothes seemed to be more confident. They discussed loudly the content of the exam and their own preparations, while those wearing thin clothes seemed a little silent, perhaps because the cold left them no time to think about anything else.

As the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall slowly opened, the students walked into the hall in an orderly manner.

Song Yu walked among the crowd and noticed those students who were lightly dressed. Although they were shivering with cold, their steps were still firm. In their eyes, Song Yu saw the desire for knowledge and the vision for the future.

After entering the Imperial Examination Hall, everyone sat down according to their seats.

Song Yu sat in his seat and looked at his classmates around him.

She saw the young girl in a thin blue shirt sitting not far away, concentrating on organizing her stationery.

That was the young lady of the Chen family, Chen Sitong. She was like an orchid quietly blooming in a deep valley, exuding a unique indifferent temperament.

Chen Sitong has long, shiny black hair that falls like silk on her slender shoulders.

Her face was fair and delicate, as if carved from the finest white jade. Her eyebrows were thin and slightly raised, giving people a cool feeling.

Her eyes were deep and quiet, like stars in a cold night, occasionally flashing a barely perceptible light, but then quickly returning to calm.

She has a straight nose and naturally red lips that are always slightly pursed, as if she maintains a slight distance from everything in the world.

She is tall and elegant, and every move she makes carries an innate nobility and reserve.

On weekdays, Chen Sitong always wore plain clothes, and the elegant colors further highlighted her indifference and tranquility. She liked to stroll alone in the garden of the Chen Mansion, with light steps, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

She looked at the plum blossoms in full bloom in the garden, but she just admired them quietly without much expression on her face.

Chen Sitong seldom initiates conversations with others. Her voice is cool and calm, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains.

But if someone spoke to her, she would respond politely, her words concise and accurate, never dragging her words out.

Her mind is sharp and intelligent, and she can often see the essence of things inadvertently.

In various social occasions, Chen Sitong always stands out.

Unlike other rich girls, she was not keen on socializing and having fun. Instead, she sat quietly aside, watching the excitement of the crowd, with a barely perceptible trace of boredom in her eyes.

She seemed to have no interest in hypocritical flattery and boring chatter, and would rather immerse herself in her own world.

Chen Sitong loves reading and playing the piano.

Her boudoir was filled with all kinds of books. She often read in front of the window all day long, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

And when she played the piano, the beautiful sound seemed to penetrate people's hearts and express her deepest emotions.

However, even when she was doing these things she loved, her face still maintained that indifference.

Her indifference is not coldness or callousness, but a kind of detachment from the world.

She saw through the troubles of the world and chose to face life with a calm attitude.

She has her own persistence and principles and will not be easily swayed by others.

Although her indifference makes people feel difficult to approach her, it is this unique temperament that makes her stand out among the crowd.

Chen Sitong is like a quiet and beautiful painting. Although she is not ostentatious, she exudes an irresistible charm.

She lived a quiet life in the Chen Mansion and also had her own place in the Imperial Examination Hall, as if she was isolated from the noisy world.

She is that indifferent girl, living her life in her own way, not being influenced by others and not caring about other people's opinions.

During the several months that Song Yu observed her, she always maintained her unique indifference and elegance, becoming a mysterious and charming landscape in people's hearts.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth rose slightly. What is the most amazing thing about Chen Sitong?

Of course it was her family background and knowledge. Apart from having a slightly weird temper, Song Yu didn't want to miss the chance to take such a person under his wing.

The heavy snow fell, and the sky and the earth were covered with white.

In class, Mr. Yue was wearing thick clothes, as if he blended in with the cold weather.

His figure is particularly eye-catching in the classroom.

Mr. Yue's clothes were thick and warm, as if they were specially prepared to resist the severe cold.

She wore a woolen hat on her head, a thick scarf around her neck, a long dress and a pair of snow boots on her feet.

These clothes not only protected her from the cold, but also made her look more friendly and amiable.

The students in the classroom sat quietly in their seats, listening to Mr. Yue's explanation.

Her voice echoed in the silent classroom, as if carrying a warm power that made people forget the cold outside.

The students looked at him intently, their eyes filled with desire for knowledge and respect for her.

The snow was still falling outside the window, but Mr. Yue in the classroom brought the warmth and power of knowledge to the students with his enthusiasm and concentration.

Chen Sitong felt someone staring at her. She frowned slightly, then looked up at that gaze, only to see Song Yu looking at her with a smile.

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