Youth in the Penultimate Row

Nancheng No. 7 Middle School is an ordinary high school with the lowest admission rate all year round. There are no talented students here, only ceiling fans that can never be repaired, mountains of inferior test papers, and a group of ordinary people struggling on the edge of passing the grade. Le Qingmo from Class 3, Grade 2, is the "transparent person" who has the most no sense of existence among them. Her grades are below average, and she looks pretty but always wears a messy ponytail. Her biggest wish every day is to cover her face with an English book and catch up on her sleep during morning self-study. Until the transfer student named Min Xuhang broke into her world with a faint smell of menthol tobacco and sat down in the empty seat in the last row. His hair is slightly long, his eyes are unfocused, he has a weird temper and bad grades; she is ordinary and timid, an ordinary girl who can't even borrow a piece of rubber. None of them are perfect characters, but in the cramped space in the second to last row, a strange and wonderful tacit understanding was created because of a black eraser, a failed math paper and a black umbrella in the rain. In this less-than-perfect world, two misfit souls briefly meet. They did not have an earth-shattering oath of love, nor did they have the myth of the counterattack between the top student and the low school student. They only had a just-right, mint-flavored youth chronicle clumsily put together in the sticky summer wind of Nancheng No. 7 Middle School.