"In recent years, I have always seen many people who claim to be doing good for others, but in reality, they do everything they can to make others uncomfortable. It seems like they have made tremendous sacrifices, but if they were asked to take care of themselves first, they wouldn't be willing. It's imaginable that if they saw Mr. Li diving headfirst into a cesspool, they would definitely give him a whole day of ideological education."

Meng Fanqi's words resonated with Han Ci. "I find this matter quite strange too. Everyone insists on doing good for others, but in the end, it doesn't seem like many benefits actually fall on everyone."

"Perhaps I don't even have the right to refuse to do something for others, but at the very least, I should have the right to refuse to accept others' 'help'," Han Ci said, seemingly lost in thought.

Meng Fanqi probably noticed that she was recalling her own personal experiences.

Being a genius is not easy, but outsiders often only pay attention to their professional achievements. In terms of personal emotions and life, there are very few geniuses who have had a comfortable journey.

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Children who show talent are easily subjected to forceful teaching by their parents. After all, even with great talent, it is difficult to walk the right path without proper guidance from elders.

In comparison, personal emotional experiences often receive insufficient attention.

"The most powerful weapon is probably the phrase 'I'm doing this for your own good'," Meng Fanqi slightly shifted the topic in that direction, testing the waters. "It's as if their intentions are right, so it proves that their actions are also right."

After saying that, he noticed that Han Ci was looking at him with a smile that wasn't really a smile. She didn't respond or speak, but it was obvious that she wasn't angry.

She responded with her eyes only. After a while, Meng Fanqi awkwardly averted his gaze. It seemed like this girl had directly sensed his intentions.

After a few more seconds, Han Ci suddenly raised an eyebrow, unrelated to the matter at hand.

Instead, she seemed to have discovered a familiar figure outside the shop.

"I think I saw someone I know," Han Ci turned her head and carefully observed for a while before speaking softly.

Meng Fanqi noticed that her gaze was directed towards the area behind him. Following her line of sight, he unexpectedly saw a figure that was extremely familiar to him, and there were three of them.

He couldn't help but sigh, "What a small world."

However, at this moment, neither of them knew that their acquaintance was actually the same group of people.

After returning, Meng Fanqi had been working hard for the past half year. He had almost disappeared from the view of his classmates and even his dormmates.

The situation worsened after he took a leave of absence. Most of his time was spent in the library, the office of the dean of the School of Mathematics, and his rented apartment.

Tang Huang initially followed Meng Fanqi to study related knowledge for a period of time. They spent a considerable amount of time together, but after Tang Huang gained a certain understanding of technology and coding, they didn't spend as much time together.

Especially after taking a leave of absence, Tang Huang had a lot of free time. The competition also had a result that was unexpectedly good.

The thing that Tang Huang had been most worried about, his application for studying abroad, was suddenly resolved.

Even for a graduate student, being a member of the championship team in this competition was considered an outstanding experience.

Moreover, he was still just an undergraduate student.

Tang Huang, who no longer worried about his application, suddenly felt light-hearted. Recently, he had become somewhat idle and spent his days meeting up with familiar friends, eating, drinking, and having fun.

After all, he was still an undergraduate student. It was already good enough that he had the awareness to think about his future career and specialization. Meng Fanqi watched Tang Huang from a distance and couldn't help but feel a bit envious.

This pure and carefree mentality was a consumable. Once lost, it was difficult to regain.

At this moment, Tang Huang and Liu Xu, who were roommates with Meng Fanqi, were accompanied by two junior sisters from the year below them, Mai Mang and Qin Hui.

Among them, Tang Huang and Mai Mang were acquainted. Although they didn't attend the same school in middle school, they played table tennis in the same place for a few years.

Liu Xu and Qin Hui, on the other hand, came from the same high school but were in different grades. They had never had any contact or communication before.

Now that they were all in the university in Yan Jing, this small bit of fate and shared experiences suddenly became precious, and their relationship became closer.

The four of them had split into two groups earlier in the day and had just reunited.

"Tang Huang... what an unlucky name. When the time comes for a play about Yue Fei to become popular, someone will definitely seize the opportunity to associate you with Qin Hui," after several tens of minutes, the young people had already become familiar and lively with each other.

"Just call me Huihui," Qin Hui blushed. She still couldn't understand why her parents gave her a name that sounded like Qin Hui.

"Come on, even Tang Huang isn't such a great name," Mai Mang was about to launch a heavy blow against Tang Huang to defend her little sister.Not long after Han Ci noticed the few people here, Mai Mang also inadvertently spotted a familiar face in the shop, "Wait, I think I see Sister Han."

"Sister Han? You mean the Han Ci you used to talk about a lot?" Tang Huang recalled. Back in the days when they played ping pong together, Mai Mang did indeed mention such a person quite often.

Generally speaking, Tang Huang's memory wasn't that good. The only reason he could remember Han Ci was because the developments at that time were somewhat amusing.

Back then, Tang Huang was in ninth grade, Mai Mang was in seventh grade, and Han Ci was also in seventh grade. Everything was normal.

After playing ball together for three months, things started to get a little strange. Tang Huang was in ninth grade, Mai Mang was in seventh grade, and Han Ci had moved up to eighth grade.

By the second half of the school year, Tang Huang was in the second semester of ninth grade, Mai Mang was in the second semester of seventh grade, and Han Ci had moved up to the second semester of ninth grade.

Goodness, Tang Huang originally thought that Han Ci would take the middle school entrance exam with him in the same year, but she was directly recommended for advancement and went to high school early to audit classes. One year was better than three.

Compared to the legendary prodigies, Han Ci was obviously the most talented person Tang Huang had ever heard of in his life.

The distance suddenly seemed a lot smaller.

"Let's go, take us to meet her," said Tang Huang, suddenly interested in the legendary figure who was now in front of him. "They say seeing is believing. Where is she? Hurry up and point her out to me. I've heard you talk about her so many years ago, but I've never seen her."

"There. The two-person table over there, the one facing us."

Following Mai Mang's pointing finger, Tang Huang's gaze met Meng Fanqi's.