Even many of their old perceptions had subtly changed. At least, whether reading books or newspapers, they had gradually learned to consider many things on more levels.
That approach of unraveling silk strand by strand to expose more of the information beneath had profoundly shaken their worldview, while bringing them joy and a sense of achievement they had never experienced before.
The Lin couple were clearly much better than the Zhuang family at accepting new things and new ideas.
Although Zhuang Chaoying was a teacher with access to plenty of information, his information channels were rigidly fixed, and their content was highly homogeneous. That instead limited his ability to accept new things and ideas.
Zhou Cheng was hardly ever home during the day. He was busy keeping Wu Shanshan company.
Once one lie appeared, countless others were needed to patch it up.
He would soon leave Suzhou for Shanghai, while Wu Shanshan could only stay here and live alone. She could not even go home, and had to keep using lies to maintain the situation. For a girl her age, this was undoubtedly an arduous and lonely trial.
So he spent those last few days with her, soothing her body and mind.
Two days before the semester began, Liu Xian, his former coach on the Youth Table Tennis team, came to congratulate him.
In the years since Zhou Cheng had left the Table Tennis Team, Liu Xian had never given up hope.
But as Zhou Cheng became the Provincial College Entrance Exam Top Scorer, and word of his fame reached Liu Xian's ears, that last little hope finally shattered.
Liu was a gracious man, too. Although he had failed to add a future World Table Tennis Champion to his résumé, having a former team member become the Provincial Top Scorer