This is a novel adapted from memories... I dreamed back to the morning of the first grade of junior high school 12 years ago. Chen Xing walked into Class 3 of the first grade of junior high school with a mushroom head on his head. He looked at the classmates around him with half fear and half arrogance. Everything was so fresh. Chu En also pulled out the chair next to Chen Xing and sat down where Chen Xing couldn't see it.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
