Lu Jianian heard that the daughter of his father's colleague was a top academic, the kind who won the top prize in the high school entrance examination.
Dad said, oh, that little girl must be a school beauty, with straight black hair, a white skirt, and a clean smile.
Then he heard the girl's name at the door of the new class.
The teacher yelled "He Juan" angrily.
He was wearing a black sweatshirt with a skull, his purple hair was shining arrogantly, and his exercise book was thrown one meter away by the teacher.
Looking down at the homework book again, I saw that it had been two weeks since school started, and I was stunned that I hadn't written a word.
To tell a joke, the city's number one student, the innocent school beauty, is the last person who dyes her hair and beats people.
Lu Jianian thought his father might be blind.
Intention: Thank you for letting me understand love and learn to love.