The September sun shines through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, casting a mottled light and shadow on the cement floor in front of the teaching building. The first day of school at Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is always very lively. Freshmen dragging their suitcases line up in a long line at the school gate. Parents follow behind them, with expectations and reluctance written on their faces.
Lin Yi carried his washed-white schoolbag and walked through the crowd with his head lowered. He is 1.78 Meters tall, has a thin build, and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looks like an ordinary high school senior. In fact, he has been studying at Nancheng No. 1 Middle School for two years, and he has always been the kind of person whose teachers can't remember his name and whose classmates can't remember his appearance.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
