"Thank you, teacher." Jack lowered his head, his voice choked, and he blinked his eyes desperately to prevent the warm liquid from staying in them.

Not wanting to embarrass the student in front of him, Gold said, "Okay, you can go back first."

"Write a self-criticism and describe in detail what happened. The teacher will handle what happens next." His voice was gentle and powerful, which made the student in front of him feel grateful and warm.

"Yes, teacher." Jack lowered his head, walked out of the office quickly, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

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Walled City College, under the shade of trees by the lake.

Loran Hill sat on a bluestone, leaning against a tree trunk, her pure white skirt scattering over the tender green grass and flowers. She slowly flipped through the book on her knees, occasionally gazing at the serene, gem-like lake. The joyful chirping of birds echoed overhead.

We have entered the midsummer season early. The bright sunshine makes it difficult for people to open their eyes. The white dress is a little blurry in the sunlight, and the reflected halo makes it difficult to see the silk thread patterns on the skirt.

The soft hair falls on the shoulders and chest, occasionally swaying in the breeze.

A short-haired girl in the distance looked at Loran Hill under the tree and paced back and forth hesitantly.

After a long time, she finally plucked up the courage and stepped forward.

"Long time no see, Luo Lan. I'm sorry about what happened earlier." She lowered her emerald eyes, not daring to look at the girl before her. Whether she felt guilty or ashamed, she couldn't quite tell. Earlier, in the basement of the Black Veil Church, she had someone treat this friend well, and even injured her.

"It's Jena. Long time no see. That incident is nothing serious. But are you recovering well?"

Loran Hill asked the girl standing in front of him to sit next to him, and then the two began to talk.

"I'm recovering well. I heard that it's all thanks to Roland." Jenna answered a little embarrassedly, her hand held by Roland Hill.

"I made a small contribution, but it's not that great." Loran Hill looked at the friend in front of him whom he met on the airship, feeling a little emotional. Before he knew it, it had been almost two years.

"How's school going lately?"

"It's okay. I don't think I'm cut out for studying the natural sequence." Jenna calmed down a little and spoke again.

"I can't find the trick, and I'm getting anxious. Now I doubt whether I can continue on this path."

"Well, give it a try. If it doesn't work, try another Transcendental Sequence. Generally speaking, it's best to stick to what you're good at."

Loran Hill suggested that by doing what you are good at, you can get more positive and negative feedback, which will give you more confidence and motivation. Moreover, if you do it more, it will become a specialty and an advantage, and you will like it more and more.

"Um."

Jenna nodded, and the two talked under the tree for a while, then Jenna stood up.

"Then I'll go back first, Loran."

"See you next time." Loran Hill raised his wrist.

"See you next time." With her back to the sun, Jenna smiled and left the shade of the trees with light steps.

Summer is coming. Loran Hill blocked the white sun with his fingers, looked at the clear blue sky, and recalled everything that happened this semester.

Due to the special circumstances this year, the climate is getting hotter and Emenas's holiday has started early.