She and Daisy Are Both Bowing Their Heads

There is a dried daisy specimen hidden in Zhu Qingan's desk. It weighed down her notebook of wrong questions, asthma medicine, and all her unheard cries for help. When the halo of top students becomes a tool of torture—— The isolation of a classmate is caused by sticking chewing gum on the back of her school uniform. The teacher's expectations are like the white dust that the blackboard eraser hits on the desk. Parental love is the antidepressant placed in the shape of an "A+" on the dining table. "Zhu Qing'an, why do you always bow your head?" They didn't know that she was counting her broken shadows in the gaps between the floor tiles...