Building No. 2 was where the Grade 10 classes were located.
In the middle of class, a line of uninvited guests carrying gift boxes suddenly appeared in the empty corridor.
They walked in silence, their footsteps the only sound echoing through the hall, as if they were carrying out some grand ceremony.
In truth, this operation was an adventure—a gamble. If the school caught them, they would definitely receive some sort of punishment.
But fear was not a word in a teenager's dictionary.
When they had passed through the plaza earlier, the cheers and astonished cries from the people they knew behind them had already made this feat feel incomparably glorious and sensational.
All of them were walking a supreme path.
The slanting autumn sun shone upon the exterior walls of the school building and spilled into the corridor, lighting up the steps near the hallway. They climbed one step at a time, sunlight falling over them and mingling with their shadows, shifting and changing.
As they ascended, they entered a place even the sunset could not reach: the end of the corridor.
Soon, the group turned a corner and continued upward, stepping once more into the embrace of the sunset.
At the front, Yan Tianpeng carried a large gift box, his steps steady. He knew it contained a custom-made birthday cake Shan Kaiquan had ordered. He wondered whether he could mooch a slice later.
Up the stairs, around the corner, onward.
The atmosphere was solemn and heavy. Everyone wore grave expressions; they had never done anything like this before.
"Nan Bro, why are you shaking?" Meng Gui teased.
Guo Kunnan took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his racing heart. Sweat beaded in his palms. "Aren't you guys nervous?"
Meng Gui flicked his ten-centimeter-tall gelled hair and gave a