JANNING: B class.

Yeah, so i left 2 chapters to read, but i decided to watch an episode of Dream High 2. And it was really meaningful. I like.

Ever felt like you're nothing compared to others? Why others could get straight As, while you study like a machine and an A still seems so far out of reach? Why do others who don't study well at least have some other talents, such as able to sing like a pro, play the musical instruments, act, dance, cooking, sewing, being athletic, even simple stuffs such as speaking confidently. Why can't you be good at with at least one thing? Why? Yeah, i ever felt like this at times...so yep, this part of the drama kinda gives strength.

So whatever it is, don't give up k.
:)

We are Team B.
Not A but B.
The B who are deemed impossible to have the same standards as the A.
We are the ones in this school who are normal B students.

No matter which school, there are the elite class and lousy class.
Even though they don't sound the same, but because of A, then only does B exists.

I have a question for everyone, can dreams be only given to those who are talented?

If you have no talent, then are you not allowed to have dreams?

To dream, firstly you have to close your eyes.
When you close your eyes, then the way people view you won't matter.

You have to close your eyes then you won't have to care what others say about you.

Then only will you be able to find the real you.

When you close your eyes, the real you would tell yourself 'Never to give up on your dreams'

because dreams are not created for talented people, but are for people who dreams.

Depending on a small and broken umbrella, the feeling of dashing through the storm

Now we depend on our hidden talent, and made it into a bigger dream.

This song, is dedicated to those who got hurt while pursuing your dreams,

and forced to give up on their dreams.
Loser students, dunces, dedicated to B class students.

1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

I'm am a girl, just a girl, a girl that you don't even notice when she passes by.

She's not even pretty at all, she keeps her eyes down, just an ordinary person.

I am a boy, just a boy, just one out of countless others.

With nothing special, a person without any virtues.