38 Feeling a little nostalgic

The section of the subway that ran next to the road just passed through C City.

It was a dark morning. A few huge chimneys in the distance sat forlorn, with a distinct absence of smoke. They were the remains of industrial cities.

However, Pipi still felt that there were some dirty particles in the wind as she entered the subway and was engulfed in the heat. She suddenly coughed.

Although she passed by the school every day, Pipi always deliberately turned her attention to the TV tower not far away, then the Jinan Building farther away. She would rather look at a thousand advertisements and random buildings than be reminded of the school from C City One which she'd been unable to get into.

But last night, her foot had ached constantly and she'd not slept well. In the morning, she could barely open her eyes. Feeling a little nostalgic over Jia Lin, on this morning she looked at the school.

The tiles of the administrative building were refurbished and the new teaching building had been completed. There were several huge banners hanging from the extraordinary stadium. The first four words were "warm welcome...". One could hear the school's tweeter with their eyes closed. Tian Xin said that the tables and chairs had not changed, and the 38th and 8th lines of the table are still there. There were a few non-conceived poems on the top, one was Pipi's old work. The rhyme was wonderful, and very funny, and there were pictures of people along with comics. Tian Xin had taken a photo with her mobile phone and given it to Pipi, making her smile for a few days.

At that time, the liberal arts class was also called the dregs class, which had brought together the poor students who had been blocked from better options. Pipi was one of them. Her mathematics score in high school had not been good, and her physics was below 40. Her languages were good,, and the single subject score was always in the top ten, so the teacher said that Pipi was a liberal arts talent, and that she had to enter the liberal arts class to have a good future. Pipi's parents didn't study much. The teacher's words were the sacred decree. Pipi entered the high school class seven.