That's the sentence; everyone does it this way.
Everyone else is buying them, so what difference does it make if one more person does?
Everyone else is falling, so what difference does it make if I'm one more?
"But wouldn't it be better if you were gone? It's precisely because everyone thinks this way that more people will follow suit, which is wrong in itself; it's a waste."
If your idol is truly outstanding, you should believe in them. Even without this voting campaign, they would still become popular; they have the talent, don't they?
"Luo Jiashi, do you have a favorite idol? If you did, you wouldn't have said that." Xin Siyi felt that Luo Jiashi said that because he didn't have an idol.
So he didn't realize how important it was to work hard so that his idol could debut.
"Of course I do! My idol is Yuan Ming, the father of foreign science in Southern China. [This is fictional, not based on a real person; look at my survival instincts in my eyes.]"
He is the father of surgery in our country, and I want to become like him. I have attended every one of his lectures, and I strive to become an excellent doctor like him.
To get closer to him, I must first become a better version of myself.
As he said this, Luo Jiashi's eyes were shining.
Xin Siyi was stunned; she had never seen a class monitor like this before.
"That's right. Young man, take out your test paper and do it, then I'll show it to you. I'll find you a few sets of questions to do tomorrow."
Mo Yan was surprised to find that the young man she randomly met was actually quite nice.
As for my own char siu, it's hopeless.
"Mom, I'm going out. Don't wait for me to eat."
Anyway, I won't pay back the Huabei (Alipay's installment payment service) until next month.
"Say it again, I didn't hear you."
Mo Yan took out her feather duster.
Xin Siyi: "..." No way, the class monitor is still here, and I'm thinking of hitting someone.
Luo Jiashi: ? ? ?
"Take out your homework right now and do it with me properly, even if you get one question wrong..."
Xin Siyi: "..."
"Your teacher said that starting tomorrow, no one is allowed to bring their cell phones to school. Hand them over to me immediately."
Xin Siyi reluctantly took it out; what would she do without her phone? "Mom, you can't look at my phone, can you?"
"Don't worry, I have absolutely no interest in your phone."
She really wasn't interested.
As for her Alipay account, sorry, it has nothing to do with her, figure it out yourself.
Even if I'm crying, I still have to pay off my Huabei (a Chinese online credit service) debt.
Looking at the feather duster, Xin Siyi could only obediently stay at home and do her homework.
Because Luo Jiashi and Mo Yan cooked five dishes and a soup.
Looking at the delicious-looking and fragrant food, Luo Jiashi swallowed hard.
"Xin Siyi, I'm so envious of you."
Xin Siyi was a little confused. "What are you envious of me for? You're a top student and I'm a slacker?" Are all top students this peculiar these days?
Xin Siyi almost thought that Luo Jiashi was doing this on purpose.
"I envy you because your mom is home when you come home, I envy you because your mom cooks for you."
I live alone in a big house where I can only hear my own breathing. I often feel that it's not a home, but a big cage.
Do you know why I like school? Because there are people there.
Because there are other people in the school, I can hear other sounds. It's not just me...
Xin Siyi: "..."
It's unbelievable that she's envied by others.
Xin Siyi felt that although her mother was at home, she never cared about her.
She liked to follow celebrities but was forcibly stopped.
"What's so good about my mom? All she does is threaten me and forbid me from following celebrities."
Mo Yan came out of the kitchen. "Xin Siyi, get this straight: I'm not forbidding you from chasing celebrities, but can't you do something productive?"
There's this guy who liked a celebrity ten years ago. He worked hard to get into his idol's university and eventually acted in a movie with him—that's real fandom. Yours is just brainless.
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