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Gu Min walked out of the dormitory, took out his mobile phone, opened a chat box, and quickly typed a few words in it.

"Thanks, brother."

The other party also sent a voice message soon, "Hey, this is nothing to me... my friend. It's because he sent messages too frequently, and he was afraid that others would not be able to locate him."

Yes, when Li Pengyuan was frantically posting comments, Zhou Ruoxing had already located his IP address in the process of continuous interception. Although it was still only a vague location, Gu Min took the opportunity to chat with the dormitory aunt and took a peek at the dormitory registration form. As expected, among the many names on duty, he saw a very familiar name...

I guessed where this inexplicable malice came from.

Meanwhile, the other party involved in the fierce dormitory confrontation was completely unaware of it. At this moment, ever since her brother told her that the post had been deleted, she had no time to care about it because she was worried about something very important...

On Friday, it was the time for the class teacher to hold a regular class meeting. Since we were freshmen, the teacher asked everyone to write down their dreams and their vision for the future university...

She suddenly remembered her previous life which seemed so far away. At that time, she chose to become a teacher without hesitation. Because of this, she studied hard and was admitted to a normal college. She attended a very famous normal college for both undergraduate and graduate studies.

Before graduation, she had infinite visions and hopes for her career development. She was looking forward to the happiness of having students all over the world and the joy of harmonious coexistence between teachers and students. It seemed that every point could make her fascinated...

However, the campus I entered with great expectations was not as good as I had imagined.

When I first started working, I encountered a child who would roll his eyes at me in class, and rolled on the ground without listening to instructions. After class, I was busy with a series of chores such as weekly duty, guard duty, and meetings. There were many leaders, and the tasks they arranged always collided with each other. There were also many complicated but worthless tasks. However, no matter which part I was not busy enough, I would be reprimanded, and it would be raised to the issue of work responsibility and ability, which would belittle myself to the point of being worthless...

After finally getting used to this intense pace, open classes came one after another. I'm sure every teacher would be terrified of open classes. They worked day and night to polish the lessons, revising them over and over again. The content they finally memorized had to be overturned and rewritten because of the new requirements put forward by the teaching and research staff, not to mention that they had to spend money to buy auxiliary teaching aids. After each open class, I felt like vomiting, my whole body was exhausted, and I felt like I was about to faint...

But in fact, what was even more troublesome was something she had never thought of at the time, the so-called social etiquette... It is said that campus is the purest place, without flattery, without having to look at people's faces, and as long as you do your job well, you can get by smoothly, but reality gave her a heavy blow. The open and secret struggles among colleagues, the difficulties and hints from superiors, made her overwhelmed. In order to become a "mature" adult, she had to learn to read people's expressions and even go against her own heart to please others. Gradually, she became less and less talkative, more and more willing to isolate herself, and less and less motivated to live...

To be honest, if I hadn’t heard a warm and refreshing song that year, if I hadn’t been overwhelmed by the open class and the leader’s scolding that autumn night, if I hadn’t collapsed and cried until I fainted, I might not have had the courage to persevere...

In the adult world, everyone has their own difficulties...

So, when the head teacher handed everyone a form and asked everyone to go home and discuss their goals with their families on the weekend, she was stunned for a long time. Her brother would definitely pursue a career in acting. Ruoxing was forced by his family to study finance, but he seemed to prefer computers. Qingyao said she wanted to study drama acting, saying that she was suitable for this because she was such a dramatic talent. Kexin said she wanted to study medicine, which was her dream since childhood. Even the usually shy Zhao Ruoyun was in high spirits when talking about her future dreams and said she wanted to be a lawyer.

But where is my own path?

Ever since the questionnaire was handed out on Friday, Mu Qingnian had been in a daze from time to time. The choices of her past life and this life were intertwined and twisted her heart. Even if it was an ordinary questionnaire that had no effect, she couldn't make a decision easily. And when Gu Min saw her again after practicing at the weekend district company, he saw that she looked absent-minded...

"Nian Nian? Nian Nian?"

"Hmm? Ah, bro, what's wrong?"

"I should be the one asking you this. When you saw me today, you just said, 'Uncle is busy today, so I asked you to pick me up.' Then you were in a daze the whole time. What's wrong? Did something happen at school?"

Gu Min thought about it carefully. He didn't notice anything wrong in the past few days at school. Could it be that something happened on Saturday and Sunday that he didn't know about? He subconsciously thought of Li Pengyuan. Could it be that the boy started to make trouble again?

No, I have to go back and ask him.

While Gu Min was still guessing, he suddenly heard Mu Qingnian looking ahead, his sight seemed to be fixed on the void, and a faint voice came out...

"Brother, if you know that a road is difficult to walk on and it is painful to walk on, but after careful searching, you find that there seems to be no other way to go and nowhere to go except this road... then, what should you do?"