Even though the school bell rang and the snow outside the window was still falling, Ji Shixun was still lying on the table, unmoved. "Young hour, wake up..." The classmate elbowed her, but the classroom was still noisy. After a while, the head teacher came in angrily, "You go and sit in the last seat." The head teacher turned to the door and whispered softly, and a boy wearing a school uniform from another school walked to the last row in full view of everyone...
Concept: The snow falls on the green city, and the busy traffic makes it easy to meet each other