When I was in graduate school, I went to the Law Building for self-study.

The desks and chairs in the law building were tattered, and they were often stuffed with miscellaneous items.

One day, I found a book in a drawer that I read in English.

It was also tattered, apparently used by its owner for a long time, and when I opened it, I saw that it was almost completely done.

I was curious, so I checked it for accuracy.

I found something horrible.

Whether it's all right, it's all wrong, it's going backwards, it's going backwards, it's going backwards, it's not going to make me feel terrible.

In fact, the most terrifying thing is that the accuracy rate of this book is basically the same before and after.

That is, the probability of getting 2 out of 5 questions wrong.

How wrong he was in the front, how wrong he was in the back.

The reason why I feel horrified is because this person must not have felt his progress in the process of making this book.

If it accumulates over a long period of time, the psychological pressure is huge.

It's like writing a novel, if you get about the same grade every day, write very late, a million words, and there is still no change, no progress, psychological pressure can crush people.

However, the man persevered.

Anyone who has ever done an English question (especially for college majors) will know that it is cumbersome, tiring, time-consuming, and torturous to do.

The owner of this book must have been doing it for a long time.

In fact, the cover was torn by him.

However, in such a long time, under the pressure of no progress on his own, he still did not give up.

I don't know why he was able to hold out for so long.

But didn't Yu Minhong say it.

More insistence on not why.

When I think about it, I still feel like he was my role model.

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