Zhang Li received the message and picked up the book that once belonged to her original self, breathing a long sigh of relief as the difficulty was within a controllable range.
Regarding next year's college entrance exam, she was confident there would be no major problems; now her task was to minimize her movements.
Although she could avoid going to certain places and no longer encounter the old lady, or offer her help,
the problem was that the old lady moved around, and who knew where she might appear next time? Her face would always be an issue.
According to the original owner's memory, her face really resembled her dad's, especially the characteristic peach blossom eyes.
Zhang Li thought for a moment, "Maybe I should get a pair of glasses."
Even though wearing these glasses would make them sink into her eyes and not look very attractive, Zhang Li felt it was worth it.