When I was a child, the moon was the moon in the sky. Here, the moon is the light of youth, with few heroes and ambitions, and only success or failure is romantic. People say teenagers are crazy, and the 200-day countdown to the college entrance examination is hanging high. When a transfer student who calls himself a great man steps on the threshold of a certain cram school, a song of arrogant youth is officially played.
We bloom in these splendid years, gently twisting the three strands of spring breeze, crushing the sunset and the sunset to grow, the back and the hair tips interweave into a fragrant fragrance, boys and girls, they are rampant, they bloom.
Concept: Adapted from real people and true events