"To put it in a very vulgar way," the young man leaning on the railing had a casual expression, but upon closer inspection it seemed to have a bit of indulgent compromise, "I am lucky to know you."
Summer on campus is filled with orange-flavored ice-cold soda, which is warm and a little sweet.
All the students in No. 2 Middle School knew that there was a boy named Gu Nanjin in Class 1 (4) of Senior High School. He had average grades and an unremarkable personality. He only had a face that looked like something out of a cartoon and a reputation as a school idol.
And this is indeed the case. His friends once said: except for his unusual face, everything else is the same as ordinary boys of this period.
"You know, I heard that there was a ruthless guy in Class 4 who skipped half a day of class on the first day of school."
"Oh, I know, is it that Gu Nanjin?"
"Yes, yes, it's him. I don't know how Lao Tian plans to punish him."
Lu Xingchen looked at his deskmate with a half-smile, "This is what you call ordinary. Sure enough, I have too little experience."
"Ah ha ha, ha ha." A certain know-it-all and one of Nan Jin's friends took out a non-existent handkerchief and wiped his sweat, and said: "No, no, no, classmate, believe me, this is an accident, an accident."
[It is said that people in the North Pole, because of the cold weather, would turn to ice and snow as soon as they spoke. The other party could not hear, so they had to go home and slowly roast them to listen.]
Intention: Our journey is the stars and the sea.
