My name is Chen Luo. I am thirteen years old this year. I am a junior high school student who just entered junior high school. In this super metropolis with a population of more than 80 million, I am just a drop in the ocean. I am not worth mentioning. Today, I came to my new school as usual. Qingtian No. 3 Middle School is located in the west of Qingtian City. It is the dream of all poor students. The dust of history is engraved on the school gate. Since the passing of the old calendar and the beginning of the new era, Qingtian No. 3 Middle School has stood here, and it has a history of hundreds of years.