This was the first time Ji Changmu drank so much alcohol. He got up and vomited many times during the night, making his head dizzy and his limbs weak.

He struggled until early in the morning before falling asleep. It was almost dawn, and a ray of clear light penetrated the clouds and shone on the bare tree trunks. The dewdrops on the branches and leaves shone brightly in the early morning light.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Ji Changmu woke up with a headache.

Every time I turn on my phone, I get missed calls.

Ji Changmuqiang braced himself and replied in their dormitory group: I'm fine, I'm outside the school, don't worry.

The group exploded——

Shen Fangzhou: Boss, what are you doing?

Zhou Yang: This seems to be the first time that the boss stays up all night? It’s amazing!

Zheng Xin: What on earth is the boss doing?

Ji Changmu didn't reply and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He looked haggard in the mirror, with a light blue circle under his eyes, his face was pale, and there was still the smell of alcohol that had not dissipated from his body.

After taking a shower, he dried his hair before leaving the hotel.

Walking on the long road on campus, the late autumn wind cut his face like a knife, sharp and irritating. Ji Changmu, who was wrapped in a scarf, put his hands in his coat pockets, looked straight ahead, his eyes were firm and distant, and his pupils were filled with excitement. Calm glow.

Ji Changmu, who never liked to ask too much about things, also learned in the past few days that there is only one publicly funded spot at Wharton Business School in the United States, and there are as many as 20 competitors, and he is just one of them.

His grades are without exception the best among them, but his family circumstances are without exception the worst among them.

The wind blew the corners of Ji Changmu's scarf, and he walked silently.

The road was long, with flowers and sunshine, but also more thorns, but he had to walk on, even if he got to the end with bloody feet and nothing.

He has nothing to lose.

No matter what, he will go all out for the exam early next year.

Ji Changmu took a deep breath. The road in front of him was still long. There were tall trees on both sides of the wide road. The leaves had long fallen off, leaving only the tangled branches showing the desolation of winter.

There were many students riding bicycles on the road, but Ji Changmu just kept walking along this road.

I woke up from the drunkenness long ago.

He admitted that it was indeed comfortable to fall, but he should not fall.

The phone keeps ringing.

He returned to his dormitory, took his textbook and went to the self-study classroom.

Today, Saturday, he had not changed any of his previous habits and almost picked up the notebook and elementary school textbooks for Qiao Muyuan from the table.

Only then did he realize that there was also a composition book by Qiao Muyuan in his book. It was a composition written by her, and he brought it back and promised to help her correct it.

But he didn't help her with corrections. He was not a qualified teacher.

He has not returned the composition text yet.

People in the dormitory were chattering. If they hadn't been in bed, they would have almost surrounded Ji Changmu.

Shen Fangzhou asked one question after another: "Boss, where have you been?"

"Boss, where are you going now?"

"Boss, do you want to have lunch together later?"

"Boss, why didn't you go give extra lessons to the little loli?"

Ji Changmu disliked the noise and did not reply. He simply said: "I resigned. I will go to the self-study classroom later and come back in the evening."
Chapter completed!