All day long, Class 1 of Senior Year 3—and indeed the entire senior grade—was buzzing with excitement. While many students sat at their desks seemingly engrossed in practice exams, behind the scenes, countless WeChat groups—large ones, small ones, groups within groups, and groups within groups within groups—were frantically passing around a piece of news.
It all started when He Yi posted a selfie of his hand. The background was the playground bathed in the sun; his index finger was curled, and with his back to the light, he made the gesture of the number nine. The photo focused on the black hair tie he wore around his wrist, which was adorned with a few tiny white pearls.
A woman's hair tie. The implication was obvious.
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