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College life is intense, and everyone strives to get the highest credits and scholarships. I am no exception. Apart from attending classes, I spend most of my time in the library, absorbing knowledge seriously. I have a quirk. I like to hold a book and read quietly in a place where there are relatively few people. Whenever this happened, Wenjuan would find a seat not far from me and sit down quietly, and every time she would find a question to discuss with me. At first I was very disgusted, always feeling that she was wasting my precious time, but as time went by I quickly changed my mind and thought that she had very unique insights into the issues and her analysis was very logical, so I had to look at her differently.

The semester ended quickly, but I was dumbfounded when the head teacher announced the results. I always thought that I had good grades in all subjects, but I ranked eighth from the bottom in the class, while Wenjuan ranked first in the class in comprehensive scores, especially in English and computer, both of which she got full marks. After school that day, I did not go to the library. I came to the shore of Xuanwu Lake in great pain, thinking about the trust of the organization and such bad grades. Not only did I fail to help Wenjuan, but my grades were far worse than Wenjuan. I, who never shed tears, burst into tears... "Brother Wen, why are you sobbing?" At this time, a gentle and sweet voice came from behind. "It's Wenjuan," I quickly wiped away my tears and pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to go out for a walk alone." "Don't lie to me, I know what's wrong with you. It's really pathetic for a grown man to cry secretly." Seeing that she had seen through my clues, I had no choice but to tell her the truth about my unsatisfactory test results, and expressed my deep hesitation about whether I could continue with my studies in the future.