She is the first in the science class.
"Yi Longyan, the young man who is aiming to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination."
In the second year of high school, the classes were reorganized out of order, and she was not on the list of the top class.
But there are them.
After the first period of evening self-study, I put down my pen, picked up my water glass and walked out of the classroom. Thinking about physics or mathematics problems with a cold expression, he put the water glass on the windowsill of the drinking area, put his hair behind his ears, and walked out of the teaching building. The night breeze was cool and the air was clear.
Hands curled in pockets, pace limited, she only sees what she chooses to see. Straighten your back, feel the wind blowing on your cheeks, laugh endlessly, and be noticed. Walking through the space square, you feel happy and the sky is clear and clear.
What she was going to chase... Was that boy.
"When the chorus of Brooklyn Baby sounded, I forgot the mood of wandering alone at night. All I could remember was the magnificent sea and the shining stars in the sky."
"In the middle of winter, I finally know that there is an invincible summer in me."