For an ordinary person, our campus life really doesn't include disco dancing, driving, abortion... Explicit or implicit love, occasionally hiding love from parents, and stacks of exercise books, Qu Yiyi, Wang Houxiong, Xue Jinxing... These male gods are our youth. We always think that our youth is unique, but after we actually go through that time, we find that our youth stories are similar. We are all immersed in studying, we are careful to hide our little thoughts in our hearts but accidentally exposed between our eyebrows, we are also ignoring that we are being envied by others when we envy others, and we are the same... And the only difference left for everyone is the different protagonists, different background colors, and different endings in that memory.
Purpose: Using a small group in a high school class as a carrier to describe the journey of ordinary students to high school. Whose youth is without sincerity and stinking?