In other words, I’m not going to devote precious lifetime to mainland universities. I know it would be gorgeous to be a part of them, for people around just keep persuading me or another to head for one of them in a way. The fact is, few would ever know what it has been meaning to spend thousands of days buried in papers combined with grade reports. Nor would they understand how painful it is to answer what is judged “right” despite great mistakes. Everything just seemed like a fake. Someone could even think our universities designed “hotchpotches” specified for those who know only how to successfully obtain higher marks. Now, wouldn’t you think so?