The first week of the second semester of junior year came to an ordinary end.
At the start of previous semesters, Luo Ye had always felt that fresh excitement of a new term beginning.
But now, faced with another semester, Luo Ye found himself slipping into the rhythm almost immediately.
Perhaps his ability to adapt had grown stronger, or perhaps he simply no longer considered the start of school a big deal.
Either way, with the beginning of a new week, it felt like another cycle had arrived. On Monday morning, Luo Ye picked up his textbooks and prepared to head to class.
He only had one class on Monday. Worth mentioning was that by the second semester of junior year, neither Luo Ye nor Su Baizhou had any interest in morning runs anymore.
At first, Su Baizhou had still wanted to lose weight. Although Luo Ye felt she had no need to, girls shouting a couple of weight-loss slogans now and then was perfectly normal.
But losing weight always started tomorrow.
As for Luo Ye, he simply thought it was too cold, and going out for a morning run would freeze his thighs off.
The only one who kept up with morning runs was Li Haoyang.
At the same time, he was also the most disciplined when it came to studying. He seemed even more hardworking than Liu Jianglai had been before.
Out of all of Dorm 515, he was the only one who had decided to take the Graduate School Entrance Exam.
Coach was an honest man. He was honest in how he treated people and honest in how he handled things.
Anything he said he would do, even if he could not accomplish it, he would still give it everything he had.
Now, whenever they saw Li