She is her class monitor, and she is her class teacher. From the beginning they were full of dissatisfaction, but in the end they both fell in love.
She is her deskmate, she is her deskmate, from an inconspicuous supporting role, to finally becoming the most shining passer-by on each other's stage.
She is his first love, she is his class monitor, and he is the son of a playboy. From secret love to confession, what does he want to do in his senior year of high school?
"Wang Yisheng, it took all my luck to meet you in my lifetime. Yisheng, you are my life."
"Muhe, you are my teacher, my head teacher, a towering tree, the grass in midsummer, and you are my favorite person."
It's a relaxed literary style with a bit of comedy, lily-oriented, and contains BG. The author's conscience guarantees that he will not abandon the trap. Comments are welcome, but if you don't like it, don't read it.