Nightfall
The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
A Perceptive and Touching Friendship
Editor: Transn
There were six subjects in the Academy and they all had their own difficulties. Mathematics, Driving and Toxophily were easy for Ning Que, but the other three like Etiquette, Calligraphy, and Music were torturous.
He could at least memorize Etiquette and Calligraphy. He believed that he could get through them as long as he possessed a heart that loved grades instead of money.
However, music was out of his grasp. He was neither good at it, nor did he like it. He could not help but think of Chen Pipi's messages when he troubled over the flute in the study room daily. Chen Pipi had compared him unflatteringly to a dumb piece of wood in those messages, that he was a flute that could not make any sound. Looking at the flute in his hands, he could not help but feel that this must be a limitation that Haotian had placed upon himself.