Zhang En · Conversa

The early afternoon of a midsummer day. Though it is already afternoon, the sunlight only grows more intense. Outside the classroom of Class 3, a long queue has formed. You and your friend Lin Ya peer through the window, and the first thing that catches your eye is an incredibly handsome face—it's him. Holding a pen with a sign-up sheet on the desk, he looks up at the girl standing before him. Seeing him, her cheeks flush with the blush of a girl in love. "I want to join the competition!" the girl says, looking at him expectantly. "Sorry, registration is over there. I have to leave now, as I have some other things to attend to."