Zhang Yuechan propped up Duanmu Baolian with her elbow and laughed in a low voice: "What are you thinking about? You are thinking about Pretty Boys Over Flowers. get out of class is over."

"Well..." Duanmu Baolian turned around, glanced at Zhang Yuechan, and pouted, "Am I that nymphomaniac?"

"Then why are you in a daze today? You were distracted in class." Zhang Yuechan asked with a smile.

Duanmu Baolian looked at the sky outside. The weather was good today and the sun was very bright. Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the golden rays of the sun shone on a big tree outside, giving it a golden feeling.

This is the last class. Tomorrow is Saturday. Many students have already packed their things and are preparing to go home after class.

"I find that I am getting further and further away from being a good boy who is diligent and studious." Duanmu Baolian sighed, still unable to cheer up.

With a "Puch" sound, Zhang Yuechan couldn't help laughing anymore. Diligent and studious? She did not deny that she was also diligent and studious when she was in high school, but as soon as she graduated from high school, this word seemed to be very far away from her.

However, Zhang Yuechan still believed that she still worked very hard on every subject in college. At least, she did not miss many days of classes for no reason like Duanmu Baolian.

For example, Duanmu Baolian only had one day of class this week, from Monday to Thursday. She saw her this morning and asked her, but Duanmu Baolian said lazily -

There was something going on at home, and then I just lay on the table listlessly.

In this regard, Zhang Yuechan didn't know what to ask.

"Hey...Yuechan..." Duanmu Baolian suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuechan was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You said, why do we study hard?" Duanmu Baolian asked with a frown. Affected by Chen Boming, she was in a terrible mood today.

"This..." Zhang Yuechan was stunned. Why did she go to school? Naturally, it was to work hard to learn knowledge. Well, objectively speaking, it was to have a diploma that could be obtained, which would make it easier to find a job in the future. She thought to herself, so she said directly

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"What do you do for work?" Duanmu Baolian glanced at Zhang Yuechan again and whispered, "If work is just for making money and for better enjoyment of material life, then what goal is left in our life?"

Zhang Yuechan looked at her serious look and couldn't help but laugh. After a while, she said: "Then what do you think life is for? Inventing, creating, changing the world? That's what the great scientists do, and we can work hard.

Just make money and live a good life."

Duanmu Baolian nodded, remembering Ximen Mingyue's words for no reason, and immediately shook his head. If he really followed what he said, at least 70% of the people in this world would not need to exist.

Of course, she would not discuss such a ridiculous theory with Zhang Yuechan. She should discuss it with her cousin when she has time.

"You're not struggling with this issue today, are you?" Zhang Yuechan asked curiously, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and poke her head, and said, "You are all pretending in your little head.

What?"

"I don't know!" Duanmu Baolian leaned on the table again and said, "When I was a child, the teacher said that you should study hard, make progress every day, and strive to be a useful person to society, but I want to know how can we do that?
Chapter completed!