Memoirs of a Transfer Student

Overview (1) I am a primary school student from Taiwan (actually an heir to the Gurdjieff Corporation in mainland China) who was kicked back to the mainland by my cousin (the principal of an elementary school and an employee of my father) because I insulted the director of the education department. After I came to the mainland, everything changed drastically. . . . I have a bunch of good brothers around me, I have a lot of youthful ignorance, I have a lot of frivolous youth, and I have a girl. In short, the very ordinary life has created an extraordinary life path of ups and downs. . . . . . Overview (2) Chen is a girl with very good grades and is pretty and is recognized as the "school belle" by the school. She has been awarded the Three Excellent Student Certificates and the Outstanding Class Cadre Certificate every year. She is the monitor of our class. She is very responsible for the class and is a "good girl" in the eyes of the teachers. She has also become the common goal of the school girl. However, Chen is not interested in those "playboys". She is only interested in learning and likes to care whether others have done their homework. Every time he checked his homework, Chen would avoid one person. His name is Ge. He is the worst and worst "bad student" in the class. He is not as free as those school boys. He led a group of brothers to do tricks all day long in class, but the teacher couldn't do anything to him. Let him go. No matter what, Ge was still very obedient and raised his hand to speak in class. This is the teacher's greatest comfort from now on. Ge has a special affection for this school. I didn't even bother to attend the high school graduation ceremony. I hurriedly rushed back from the graduation ceremony activities to visit my alma mater. Overview (3) After coming to this school, Ge not only had a girl he liked, but also met a group of lively and cheerful brothers. Ge had never had such beautiful and warm memories before coming to this school. Ge and these brothers were friends of life and death who shared hardships and blessings, with all the ups and downs. Good memories are always short-lived. . . . . .