As a member of the safety committee at the best high school in Sha City.
That reasonable security guard is undoubtedly well-educated.
The word "home" is described perfectly.
During high school, including morning and evening self-study sessions, Jiang Chen and others spent more than 12 hours at school.
Undoubtedly, it was longer than the time spent at home, after all, there are only 24 hours in a day.
When the student ID was presented, the gate opened, and they smoothly entered, that still-standing "Zhuangyuan Bridge" instantly pulled their memories back to those clear yet blurred, distant yet seemingly yesterday years.
Entering and exiting the school, you had to pass through this Zhuangyuan Wall, a meaning that goes without saying.
On both sides were old locust trees, their branches gnarled, casting dappled shadows with sunlight filtering through, fragmenting one's thoughts.
Suddenly, the empty bridge seemed to become crowded and bustling.
