The study and life diary of a miserable high school student...
A collection of troubles of an underage woman...
An excerpted note from Xuexi...
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Of course, there is also a little bit of vague feelings... Let's take a look at the boys who have had a crush on them over the years.
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Of course, I will also write about the TV shows, books, and movies I have watched.
Maybe... I will also write notes from class as a review
To+draw+a+conclusion, a+lot+of+fun+things+are+coming+up+so+stay+tuned+for+my+book!
*Text part:
++++++++++ I live in a city ranked among the top ten in GDP in the country, and I have been living in confusion for more than ten years. I didn't perform well during the high school entrance examination. I could have been admitted to the best high school experimental class in the city, but in the end I just squeezed in. He was assigned to a parallel class, a parallel class where various characters gathered.
+++++++++The head teacher has a Jianghu aura and speaks Cantonese with a Sichuan accent in salt-and-pepper Mandarin. It is completely impossible to tell that he is a top student who graduated from Sun Yat-sen University. However, thanks to his hard work this year and the efforts of teachers in various subjects, our class has become a parallel class with a transcendent status.
+++++++++ Our class is on the same floor as 3 other Qingbei classes and 1 experimental class. The main subject teachers are basically "kidnapped" by our class teacher one by one - the Chinese teacher, switching back and forth between a kind teacher and a strict mother, training her daughter one second, and getting into the mood the next... The theme of our lecture today is... Switch at any time without pressure; Our physics teacher, who had just finished a course of treatment, was invited to our class by our head teacher and Chinese teacher for "three visits to the thatched cottage", replacing the original Peking University physics teacher who was born in 2000; our math teacher, who was originally teaching arts and science in two Qingbei classes, got sick... And was abducted by our class teacher: our class has become a "weird" existence in our age.
++++++++ Now, I am a sophomore in high school, and I am usually overwhelmed by the myriad of questions, the teachers' instructing, and the expectations of my parents. I will regard this "pit" as my tree hole; as one of my secret bases; as a memory of my high school that may be beautiful or tragic...
*The article will be written in Chinese + English (the content of the two is similar, I am writing it in English just to review English words)
ps: This article may not be completed until July 2024, because my high school life will really end at that time
Intention: When the darkness dissipates, the stars will eventually become bright
