There is a big difference between the school printed on the notice and the real school, such as No. 9 Middle School.
The school seems to want to reveal a message in the notice. Don't believe the rumors that our school has a bad reputation. In fact, they are just jealous of our good environment.
It looks like this.
August 26, 2012.
The national flag is raised in the first week of school. The red flag is hung on the tree trunk. It does not rise or fall, and flutters in the wind.
"How about it, Itchy, do you want to join my three-year plan?"
Luo Chumang tugged at Ge Li's sleeve in front of him, poked his head and asked.
Ge Li raised his head slightly and looked at the red flag hanging on the tree trunk. He felt that there was an indescribable harmony between red and green.
The school's playground is still under construction, and the mess of cement, sand, and mixers makes the school even more disorganized. The day before school started, Luo Chumang sent a list of three-year plans to Gregorian. The general idea was to use one year to conquer the three years of junior high school and study high school textbooks on his own in the remaining two years.
Ge Li took a breath of air, he was so tired.
"I'm joining."