It's all Snowy Owl's fault
It's purely a complaint, there is no normal plot, everything is for imagination
(Including but not limited to the sudden supernatural and magical, the sudden ancient fairyland, the sudden blue and stomachache, the sudden hot-blooded group portrait, the sudden time travel in the second class, and the sudden domination of the wallpaper... In short, the life of the third grade is too dull, and I want to write something to vent_(:з∠)_)
The real-life template of the protagonist is myself, a young and sick pretender.
Purpose: I am a cool person who can pretend to be anywhere