That night, Miao Hongqi cried for a long time.
Wang Xue woke up in the middle of the night and thought there were ghosts around, almost kicking her off the kang (traditional Chinese bed-stove).
The next day, Miao Hongqi, with puffy eyes like a rabbit, joined the revision group with an energetic spirit.
She wanted to attend teachers' college and then come back to send all the children out.
She was determined, but the progress of the revision class was not very smooth.
April, full of passion;
May, striving hard to study;
June, passion fading;
July, no news about the reinstatement of the college entrance exam;
August, still no news...
The number of people in the revision class dwindled day by day.
The enthusiasm for applying to university was like hot water left outside in winter, the heat quickly escaping.
On the day with the fewest people, only Miao Hongqi was left.
Ironically, the one who first wanted to give up was the one who persisted the most.
