This year, Zhao Jiujiu was a junior in the Psychology Department of Pingchuan University of Technology, and Li Yi was a senior in high school in Jinzhou No. 1 Middle School.
Li Yi, who is good-looking and has a good temper, is a marginal figure in Class 1, Grade 3.
Zhao Jiujiu, with mediocre grades and eccentric personality, is a pebble that escapes from the normal distribution.
This summer, Golden State is as hot as a big furnace.
The pebble Zhao Jiujiu hit Li Yi, and the moment it hit, tiny and brilliant sparks were produced, and the sparks ignited this hot summer month.
So, the story begins with a summer fire.
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No. 1 Middle School is the hometown of Zhao Jiujiu in her dreams and the birthplace of her nightmares.
She once shined here, and then fell from here.
By chance, Zhao Jiujiu returned to No. 1 Middle School and became an intern psychology teacher here.
However, a certain high school student with big eyes but a small heart was unwilling to call her Teacher Zhao.
Zhao Jiujiu, a reliable adult woman who is over 20 years old, said: It doesn't matter, I don't mind.
Her tone was sincere: I came here just to stand with you, with me who once sat here.
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A long time later, when talking about that bitter summer, Zhao Jiujiu said to Li Yi: I still can't figure it out. You are good-looking and have a good personality. How could they not like you in the first place?
Li Yi: Can I understand this sentence to mean that I am good-looking and have a good personality, so you like...
Zhao Jiujiu: No.
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"Nine" means a black stone that looks like jade.
Another long time later, Li Yi held Zhao Jiujiu's tightly clenched fist due to nervousness and said to her: Zhao Jiujiu, I hope that in my hand, you will be a warm little stone that can fly.
An atypical youth campus article.
Intention: The power of love
