At the end of November, the leaves of the ginkgo trees on the boulevard were already yellowing, and the wind blew the leaves and paved the ground golden.

Outside the window, the sun is setting, and the orange light smudges the whole sky.

Inside the window, the fragrance of books overflowed, the teacher gave a lecture on the podium, and the students listened attentively with their heads tilted under the podium.

Mi Li stood on the podium, holding the test paper, with a serious expression: "This time, the ancient poems were written silently, and the students who did not get a full score copied the wrong article three times, and then went to the class representative to recite the wrong article." ”

As she spoke, Mi Li looked at Ye Zhi again: "Ye Zhi, the classmate who recited it there in your place, do you remember it in him......

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