The boys attending the legendary “girls’ school” decide to form a basketball team to prove themselves. It’s no easier than building a navy in Guizhou, opening a ski resort in Equatorial Guinea, or building a Shaolin Temple in Rome. Youth starts with nothing, so all they can do is begin from scratch, meet people one by one, and accomplish things one by one. Ordinary kids, geniuses, rich boys who lie flat, small-town exam champions, rose boys. And girls who are nobody’s supporting act, shining brightly in scripts that were never meant for them...
There are no golden fingers, no cheats, no dramatic comebacks. There’s only sweat, tears, summer thunder, fleeting sunsets beyond the classroom windows, the lightest brush of fingertips, blinding sunlight, slow-blooming growth, dreams left unspoken and feelings too scary to confess. These are the things that make up our youth. This is how we grew up.
