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... institution with a long and storied history.
It was autumn. The plane trees lining the boulevard stood tall and elegant, their straight trunks and broad leaves glowing gold in the sunlight. When the wind blew, fallen leaves would dance in the air. The scenery was beautiful.
In the early morning, students walked along this path, their feet stepping on the dappled light on the ground as they trickled toward their classrooms.
Chen Yuan was no exception.
There were t ...
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