After the seats were assigned, everyone tidied up their desks. Following a round of clattering and banging, the classroom seemed completely renewed.
When morning self-study ended, Liu Chuandao did not linger for even a moment and swiftly fled the Devil's Lair.
Seeing this, Duan Shigang followed after him with a sense of solemn remembrance.
The two stopped in the eastern outer corridor of Class 8. The view from there was wide open. The rising morning sun cast its light over the distant school field, where freshmen in camouflage uniforms stood in neat formations for military training.
Duan Shigang suddenly realized that he was already a sophomore.
Cui Yu hurried past them, his sleazy voice brimming with excitement. "Nan Bro, Nan Bro, hurry up and check out the younger girls! I'm not bragging, but girls these days are the prettiest!"
The two hurried off, unable to wait.
Duan Shigang wanted to join them, but after a moment's thought, he decided there was no rush. He could watch the military training that afternoon, but he had to hear Liu Chuandao's feelings about the new seating arrangement right away.
Beside him, Liu Chuandao secretly peeked toward the classroom of Experimental Class 1.
Duan Shigang glanced over twice. Liu Chuandao said, "That's Class 1, full of top students. When our Class 12 was reassigned this time, only three or four people made it into the Experimental Class."
Before Duan Shigang could answer, Liu Chuandao thought of being boxed in by Pang Jiao, Li Shengnan, and Zhang Yifei.
That suffocating feeling instantly filled his lungs. He could barely breathe.
Liu Chuandao fumed, "If I could get into the Experimental Class, would I have to put up with this crap?"
Duan Shigang deeply sympathized and patted his shoulder. "Brother, study hard. Remember this: studying can change