On the first day of his senior year of high school, Ji Xu met a cold-faced handsome guy in the dormitory. The other party rejected his friendly greeting and skipped it perfectly
Ji Xu:?
Who would have thought of the classroom
Ji Xu: Why are you sitting with me? One! Rise!
He looks like he is alone, but he is really busy around him × He looks like a little sun, but he is actually alone
Life after the age of seventeen is like an arrow leaving the string. When we meet again, things may have changed.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day