Professor Wei perseveres: "Imagine, everyone in the whole galaxy treats you as a hero. Exciting, right?"
Chuzheng internally chuckles: "Not exciting."
What is a hero?
Can it make the Good Person Card think I'm a good person?
Professor Wei angrily slams the table, and then feels sorry, quickly caressing the incredibly valuable table.
"Then what is your dream? Don't say you don't have one; everyone has them!"
Chuzheng props her chin up, glancing over at Jing Lan.
Jing Lan irritably stares at Professor Wei with a metal bar already in hand, unsure of its use.
Perhaps aware of Chuzheng's gaze, Jing Lan locks eyes with her.
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Professor Wei is driven away, and Jing Lan fiddles with the metal bar, his lashes veiling the light in his eyes.
His gaze lacks focus, obviously daydreaming.
Jing Lan is contemplating what he saw in Chuzheng's eyes.
He seems to have witnessed her dreams in her eyes.
It's him.
Even Jing Lan finds it somewhat absurd.
But he can't help but think.
