Gu Jiajia, humming a tune and with her backpack on, walked into the classroom.
Now, as soon as you enter the school, you'd hear classmates talking about Tang Huai, saying how smart and impressive Tang Huai is.
As Tang Huai's good friend and desk mate, Gu Jiajia felt a special pride.
"Tang Huai, you're so early today? When I went to your house, Tang Li said you were up at the crack of dawn." Gu Jiajia set her backpack down, pulling out several notebooks to place in front of Tang Huai, "My mom asked me to bring these to you, borrowed from ninth graders, all useful notes."
Tang Huai was distracted, staring at the notebooks on the desk, and forced a bitter smile, "My head feels like it's going to explode."
