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From my first year of high school until now, she had been calling me stupid for fifteen years. At class reunions, in all kinds of group chats, whenever she had any chance to speak, Linda Warren would say, "Vivian? The stupidest student I ever taught." In fifteen years, I never once talked back. It wasn't that I didn't dare. It was that there was no need. Because the following month, she was bringing her son to our research institute. She was coming to meet my advisor, Charles Lane. Charles was her advisor too. She didn't know. The last PhD student Charles supervised was me.