Senior
Songyang High School.
The students of Grade One Class 1 filed into the Training Field, preparing for today's Martial Dao practical combat class.
As Bai Zhenzhen walked, she thought, What is Yu Zi up to? I can't even get in touch with him.
Sick leave? What sick leave does a high school student get?
Could it be that he couldn't hold on anymore?
Just as Bai Zhenzhen's thoughts were running wild, she suddenly noticed that aside from the martial arts teacher, Lei Jun, a large crowd was already standing in the Training Room.
Looking at the students behind Lei Jun, especially the tallest and broadest one, Bai Zhenzhen's gaze abruptly sharpened. Door Panel Man?
Then she looked at the students around "Door Panel Man," Lan Ling, and immediately recognized them as well. They were all Grade Two students.
With an extra year of Immortal Cultivation under their belts, these Grade Two students were almost all a full size larger than the Grade One students. Their secondary sexual characteristics had nearly vanished completely, and dense needle marks could be seen on their exposed arms...
Every one of those traces of cultivation spoke of the Grade Two students' strength and diligence.
Of course, Bai Zhenzhen was not the only one who recognized them.
Very quickly, students began taking the initiative to greet the Grade Two students.
Zhao Tianxing first bowed to the martial arts teacher Lei Jun in greeting, then obediently bowed to the Grade Two students beside him and said stiffly, "Greetings, seniors!"
Zhao Tianxing, who had once weighed over three hundred pounds, now looked like a corgi standing before Lan Ling.
Only after Lan Ling gave a slight nod did Zhao Tianxing cautiously retreat.
This was the lowly position of lower-grade students before upper-grade students in high school.
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