Stepping out of the school gates, they saw people of all ages lining the roadside. Anyone with nothing better to do had come out to watch them, discussing the spectacle as they looked on.
"Another batch of drummers. Are these high schoolers?"
"Looks like it, probably Class 1-1."
"That's right, it says Class 1-1 right there on their banner."
"You have to admit, carrying banners like this looks pretty neat. You can see them from way off. They look like they're on the Long March."
"Let me tell you, this Class 1-1 is an honor class. My sister's kid is in it, and the students in this class are terrifyingly smart."
"Really? How many key classes are there in the freshman year?"
"Just one for now, no split between arts and sciences yet. Who knows if they'll divide them in the sophomore year."
"High school kids really are tall! Some of those junior high kids just look like primary schoolers, but the high schoolers are taller than adults!"
"No kidding. Students these days grow up so tall."
As Fu Ying and her classmates walked along, they listened to the roadside chatter. Some voices were so loud they could be heard from far away, while others were only audible as they passed right by.
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