As Zhang Ailing once said, life is like a brocade robe, with lice crawling all over it.,He was very tall, wearing black-rimmed glasses and bowing his head. His bangs covered half his face, looking pale and submissive as he crouched against the wall.,He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Since... it's good to know that Ningzhiqing wasn't bullied, then I have work to do, I'll go first!"。