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... earnestly listening to the classes, the four morning lessons flew by rather quickly. However, for Zhou Siyu, it felt as if an entire century had dragged on.

Since the school didn't have a boarding system, everyone went home for lunch.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, students burst out of the classroom like bees swarming out of their hive. Shen Mianmian had just stepped out of the school gate when Zhou Siyu, riding her bicycle, caught up with her.

"Sis, why ...

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