Everyone thought you were living in misery, so you went to work part-time.
In fact, that was true, you went to Songjiang City's notorious bad school—Lin Nan Secondary School, and became a little punk.
Your scholarly appearance, combined with your graceful and amiable demeanor, as well as those nerdy glasses, made you seem like a lamb in such a school where even teachers bought accidental insurance for their classes, and disputes were happening everywhere.
But you liked it there, many people were deceived by your appearance, and you were always able to beat someone half to death under the guise of self-defense, that feeling of blood spraying out from the skin, just like when you stepped on a caterpillar as a child.
When you felt you had had enough fun, you would take out a mirror, then slowly wipe off the blood on your body, put on your glasses, comb your hair into the look of a good student, bow your head, and show a timid expression.