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The energetic first day of summer school begins with a slap in the face of the terrifying bell. The roommate went to have lunch early, and left a message on WeChat, which was a little warm. The dieter who skipped breakfast every day then slowly got up and waited for his roommate to come back. Twenty minutes before class, I followed my roommate and set off. There was a lot of wind in the campus, like an invisible slap slapped on the face, making people more awake. My bangs are still in an embarrassing period, and they are not too fluffy. When the strong wind blows, they all fly backwards, as if a bald person has lost his wig, so he continues to rush to the classroom in a hurry. The classroom is in the east building, and the dormitory is far away in the south building. Pidianpidian followed behind her roommates through the seven-twist and eighteen-bend teaching buildings. As a road idiot, she was always thinking, who am I, where am I, how did I get here, where am I going… minutes later
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