Turning our gaze to the spacious playground next to each faculty, the ground is flat and solid, the result of the hard work of countless craftsmen.
They carefully selected high-quality materials and meticulously refined them to create this paradise where students can run freely and unleash their youthful energy.
Around the playground, tall and straight trees are arranged in neat rows, like loyal guardians protecting this vibrant land.
In spring, tender green buds quietly peek out from the branches, bringing a fresh atmosphere and boundless hope to the entire campus with their vigorous vitality.
In the height of summer, the lush foliage intertwines to form a dense canopy, providing a refreshing respite for students who are working hard on the playground.
In the golden autumn, the golden leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if telling of the joy of harvest, decorating the campus like a poem or a painting.
In the depths of winter, though the branches appear somewhat gaunt, they exude a tenacious spirit, possessing a unique charm.
Qin Qianluo and her group strolled along the campus paths, a gentle breeze caressing her cheeks and bringing the fragrance of flowers and grass.
At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and the warm light filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The scenes before her eyes were like a magic key, unlocking the door to the depths of her memory and causing her thoughts to drift back to her school days in her past life.
Back then, she and her classmates ran and played freely on campus.
Listen attentively to the teacher's teachings in the classroom, and immerse yourself in the ocean of knowledge in a corner of the library.
Those days filled with laughter and struggle are the most precious treasure in her life.
The same warm sunshine, the same vibrant campus, and the same boundless hope for the future.
If it weren't for the occasional sounds of Lin Fu and the others talking around her, she would have really felt like she was traveling through time.
Standing in the schoolyard of my past life, I was momentarily unable to distinguish between reality and memories.
Focusing our attention on the teaching area, a magnificent five-story building stands before us.
The white walls gleamed with a soft and sacred luster under the sunlight, as if telling a story of the purity and sanctity of knowledge.
The red tiles are layered and arranged in a staggered manner, outlining a beautiful and smooth architectural silhouette.
From a distance, it appears both dignified and elegant, giving people a strong visual impact.
Each floor is fitted with clean and bright stained glass windows, with delicate and intricate patterns carved on the window frames.
These patterns, whether ancient designs symbolizing the transmission of knowledge or abstract symbols representing the enlightenment of wisdom, add a touch of antiquity and mystery to the entire building.
Sunlight streamed freely through the windows, bathing the entire classroom in bright and warm light.
It's as if it's created a temple of knowledge full of hope and dreams for the students.
Upon entering the classroom, the first thing that catches the eye is the floor, which is paved with carefully quarried marble.
These marbles come from distant mines and are carefully selected by artisans and transported over long distances before they are presented here.
Their textures are naturally unique, each piece resembling a work of art meticulously crafted by nature.
Bathed in sunlight, the classroom gleams, making it appear more spacious and bright, and adding a touch of elegance and sophistication to the interior.
Looking at the matching tables and chairs, they are all made of wood, with excellent materials selected. Each piece of wood has been strictly selected, and the wood is hard and has a beautiful texture.
With their exquisite skills, the craftsmen meticulously carved and polished the wood, making the surfaces of the tables and chairs smooth, delicate, and comfortable to the touch.
Although the tables and chairs are somewhat heavy, this precisely reflects their solid workmanship and excellent quality.
Students can sit for long periods without feeling tired, allowing them to fully immerse themselves in the ocean of knowledge and absorb the nourishment of wisdom.
Lin Fu stepped into the classroom with great curiosity, and his eyes were immediately drawn to the details in every corner of the classroom.
He slowly walked to a table and chair, reached out and gently stroked the tabletop, feeling the texture and warmth of the wood, as if he could touch the veins of knowledge.
Then, he turned and looked out the window at the playground, imagining a future scene filled with the laughter of students.
At this moment, the strong desire to become a citizen of Jinxiu County surged into his heart once again.
He thought to himself that being able to study in such a comfortable, superior, and humane environment was undoubtedly a great blessing.
Here, students not only receive a high-quality education, but also thrive in a positive environment.
By cultivating a sound personality and outstanding talents, one will surely achieve great things in their respective fields in the future.
How could one not yearn for and be captivated by such wonderful learning conditions and environment?
However... Lin Fu's gaze was firmly drawn to the extremely eye-catching dark green board on the front wall of the classroom.
He frowned slightly, his eyes filled with doubt, countless guesses swirling in his mind, his curiosity growing wildly like vines, and he could no longer contain himself.
So he cautiously approached Qin Qianluo, bowed slightly, and asked respectfully with a hint of curiosity, "Your Highness, what exactly is this board for?"
Hearing Lin Fu's question, Qin Qianluo looked up at the blackboard, her lips curving upwards into a gentle smile, like the warm spring sun, which inexplicably put people at ease.
She walked gracefully to the front of the podium, her posture elegant and composed, each step exuding an innate nobility.
With a slight lift of her wrist, she reached out and steadily picked up the chalk that had been prepared on the table. The chalk spun gently between her fingertips, as if it had been given a lively life.
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