Xu Shan felt a little inferior because of her obesity, and coupled with the exclusion of her classmates, she became even more timid.

Even though she wasn't late, she didn't dare to enter through the front door and slipped in through the back door.

It is said that peeking through the back door is a habit of all teachers, especially the head teacher.

When the sound of the door opening was heard at the back, the originally noisy classroom immediately became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The students in the classroom hurriedly grabbed the books on the table and pretended to read.

Some of the brave ones turned around and looked back, only to find that it was not the head teacher who came.

"He freaking scared me to death!"

He patted his chest exaggeratedly and was about to continue playing, but when he saw Wen Xi next to Xu Shan, he was stunned.

The girl stood straight, neither humble nor arrogant as a green bamboo after the rain.

She just tied her hair into a loose ponytail and didn't even apply any baby cream, but she looked as natural and effortless as a lotus flower emerging from clear water. Even her muddy school uniform made her look elegant and ethereal.

And I don’t know what’s going on, although she looks pretty, she inexplicably has an aura of being 2.8 meters tall, which makes people feel uneasy.

The classroom fell silent again.

"Oh my god, who is this?"

"Transfer student?"

“I haven’t heard of it!”

Everyone started whispering to each other.

It's normal for these people to have this reaction.

Ever since she felt like she was abandoned by the whole world, Wen Xi has been addicted to all kinds of scary makeup. The eye-catching image she had when she entered school has long been deeply rooted in people's minds. Except for Song Qingxue and her roommates, no one has ever seen her without makeup.

Wen Xi sat down next to Xu Shan with an expressionless face.

There was a sudden gasp from all around, and someone finally reacted.

After all, no matter how thick the makeup is, the facial features are still the same, and you can still see some clues if you look closely.

"You...you are Wenxi?"

The people in the front row turned around, still a little bit in disbelief.

Seeing her nod, the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Oh my god, it's her! I didn't even recognize her!"

"I told you to see an ophthalmologist a long time ago. I thought it looked a bit like that."

"Tsk, I didn't expect her to be so beautiful without makeup. Why would she wear makeup? It's like a pearl covered in dust!"

"What Mingzhu? Look at her skin color, it's as yellow and dark as a menopausal aunt." Someone curled his lips.

"How can it be so exaggerated..."

"That's right. It's one thing to look like a yellow-faced woman, but her academic performance and behavior are nothing to write home about. Have you forgotten her reputation as a bad girl?"

"That's right. I heard someone saw her hanging out with someone last night..."

"Oh my god, is this true? This is too exciting!"

"No wonder I didn't see him at study last night. Turns out he went out to meet someone... How disgusting!"

A few girls were so engrossed in gossiping that they didn't notice the grade leader had walked in.

This time I came in through the front door...