"Hey, Tang Song, are you okay?" Liu Qingning waved her hand in front of him and pinched his cheek.
"Uh…" Tang Song shivered suddenly, his thoughts gradually returning, "What's up?"
"You were just staring at your headphones, daydreaming for almost half a minute, as if you'd fallen asleep. Have you been studying too hard lately?"
Tang Song blinked blankly and said awkwardly, "Maybe a little."
Just now, while looking at his headphones, he somehow spaced out. Maybe he really was too tired.
Ever since Liu Qingning wrote him that "Peak Meeting" letter on June 6, 2015, he had tucked away all sorts of miscellaneous thoughts.
He buried himself in studying every day, constantly working hard, constantly learning, constantly trying to catch up.
His grades also began to improve significantly.
Currently, there's only four months of the final sprint left before the college entrance exams, and he wants to try whether he can get into the Imperial City.
