This is my very early plot line. I didn't write a manuscript at that time, and it would be a waste to write it down. This probably won't be a plot line for a while, because I have long forgotten how I wanted to write it at that time.
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In his second year of high school, Jiang He met Xia Ran, who was almost transparent at school. After they sat at the same table, Jiang He greeted him, and the subsequent story slowly unfolded.
Idea: They amaze each other
