2, the hairstyle is in place and the temperament is noble. We shouted, Long live Class Two.
3, three classes, three classes, not the same class. Class seven first, then class eight.
Class 4, Class 4 elite, dare to fight. Class four, Grade one, are all stars.
5. Class five, class five. I'm in Class Five. Again, I'm Class Five.
Class 6, Class 6, Class 6, United as a mountain. How do you feel if you don't win the first place?
Class 7.7 is thick-skinned and bullets can't penetrate. Ruthless, everyone is afraid.
8. The chrysanthemums are facing the sun, and the students in Class 8 are eager to win.