Good words or bad words, you have to experience them yourself.
Tang Li slowly lay down, her hands tugging at the edge of the thin quilt: "It's still because I have a good teacher."
There was a hint of flattery in her words.
Song Baiyan chuckled and shut down the notebook on the bedside table: "A teacher with average language skills can't teach a student with such a powerful writing skill."
"Not that powerful." Tang Li began to be modest: "It's just an expression of true feelings."
Saying this, she seemed to suddenly realize: "You read my little essay?"
Thinking about her secretly stirring up trouble in her little essay, she couldn't help but defend herself: "They started it with me first, I was just defending myself, it's called 'using their own methods against them'."
Anyway, no matter what, she must first establish herself as the victim.
"Being passive means getting beaten. The teacher taught us in school that you can't always yield as a person."
