Duan Xingye put down his textbook, looked at Bai Chuwei and said in all seriousness, "Weiwei, we are a scientific society and are no longer living in the feudal era where superstition ran rampant. Repeat after me. Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality…"
Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Xingye's gaze that radiated righteousness and said, "I've lived for five thousand years. I used to cultivate in the past."
Duan Xingye saw Bai Chuwei's rather serious expression and he sighed.
Weiwei was good in every aspect, with the exception that her eighth-grader syndrome was too severe. He believed that she was a miracle doctor, but when she said that she was an ancestor that had lived for five thousand years… it would be better for her to wash up and have a good night's sleep.
Duan Xingye answered her seriously. "Weiwei, colleague entrance examinations are approaching. Stop reading those novels and memorize more words instead."
