September 2nd, 8:00 sharp in the morning.
Li Mumu yawned as she walked to the school gate, habitually taking a newspaper from the security uncle's hand, only to discover that the school entrance was bustling like a vegetable market, filled with many noisy little brats.
"Is today the first day of school?"
Because last night's experience had been "thrilling," Li Mumu almost forgot about her main job when she woke up in the morning—being a ninth-grade student at Qinghe Middle School.
Oh right, I'm still a student. I've been out and about for so long that I almost forgot about it.
The changes at Qinghe Middle School over the past half month were visible to the naked eye, thanks to an incompletely explained infusion of funds. The school had repainted the walls, purchased a large number of books and new teaching materials, upgraded the teaching equipment, and even the cafeteria offered hot soy milk in the mornings now.
But all this had nothing to do with Eldest Miss Li.
