DUN DUN DUN DUN, DUN DUN DUN DUN~
The school bell's ethereal and distant chime for dismissal rang across the campus. Walking with her bike along the tree-lined road outside the school, Wang Congshan closed her eyes, deeply inhaled the air filled with the scent of flowers, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah! What a free, fresh, and sweet fragrance!"
"Why does that sound a bit like a public intellectual's quote to me?" Li Ang, also pushing his bike alongside the Class Monitor and without straying his gaze, casually criticized. "But these flowers do indeed smell great. Breathing it in brings a joy of harvest and fills one with strength, much better than the flowers previously planted beneath our school building."
