Chapter 6, Section 006: Pretending not to know him upon enrollment.

On August 23, Qingshui Experimental Middle School started the new semester, and Chenzhoudu got up early to prepare.

Qingshui Experimental Middle School is the only high school in Qingshui Town, but it is not bad at all. In fact, it is the only one that can make Qingshui, an unknown town, well-known in the surrounding four cities and eight villages.

In recent years, Qingshui Experimental Middle School has produced several students who scored tens of points above the first-tier university admission line, making the school famous in Tongcheng.

In recent years, Qingshui Middle School has been continuously reforming, and its college entrance examination pass rate has remained stable. In fact, it even produced students who were admitted to Tsinghua and Peking Universities a couple of years ago. This led the Tongcheng Education Bureau to designate it as a key middle school, and even some students from the city came here specifically to study.

Qingshui Experimental Middle School is not far from Shanfeng Lane. You can take a direct bus from outside the lane area, and it only takes half an hour to get there.

The experimental campus is well-built, with red walls, white tiles, and a plastic running track.

The teaching buildings are laid out in a staggered manner, and white pigeons are kept on campus.

When someone walks by, the flock of pigeons flutters and takes flight.

Against the backdrop of blue sky and green grass, it has a unique charm.

The school uniform at Shishi Middle School is the classic blue and white. On the first day of school, the entire campus was filled with a vibrant atmosphere.

Some students walked along the tree-lined path chatting and laughing together; some begged and pleaded to borrow homework; and others ran and played around all the way.

On my first day at Chenzhoudu, I didn't have a school uniform, and from the moment I stepped into this campus, I seemed to become an oddity.

Along the tree-lined path, people kept glancing at him. One girl only glanced at him once, then her eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth as if whispering something to her companion.

Their companion looked over as well, and then the two of them, suppressing their excitement, ran away laughing.

He was used to being watched, and would only nod politely when others' gazes were too obvious, before walking straight to the academic affairs office to report.

Before Shen Zhoudu arrived, Shen Jinghai had already arranged for someone to help him with the transfer application. The teachers at Experimental Middle School also knew that a genius-like student was about to arrive at the school, but they still couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Shen Zhoudu's report card in person.

"With grades like yours... why would you want to come to Qingshui?"

Chen Zhoudu gave the same reason as his grandmother. The teachers couldn't help but sigh again, passing the report cards around like national treasures.

The students who were temporarily enrolled at Qingshui Experimental School would not take the college entrance examination, but the arrival of such a studious student might motivate the students in the school, so they treated him as a treasure.

It even attracted teachers from other grades to come and see him.

After a while, even the vice principal arrived.

The vice principal claimed that the principal was having a meeting at another school today, so he would show him around the Experimental Middle School first. Shen Zhoudu wanted to say that it was not necessary to go to such trouble, but the vice principal and a group of teachers were so enthusiastic that he had no choice but to agree.

"Come! Ferry!"

"This is our laboratory building. It may not be comparable to those in Shanghai, but its facilities are among the best in Tongcheng!"

"This is a science and technology museum;"

"This is..."

Led by school leaders on a tour, he, who was already attracting attention, suddenly looked like a gorilla.

He walked through the campus surrounded by a large entourage, while students along the way "visited" him.

For a moment, the sunken boat was confused and didn't know who was visiting whom.

Chen Zhoudu felt extremely uncomfortable and finally tried to stop in front of a teaching building near the school gate, "Principal Liu..."

He was thinking that it was almost time for class and he shouldn't disturb everyone when he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the group of people opposite him.

Then everyone looked back, and their attention was no longer on him.

And it seems like something happened afterward.

Then, the crowd gradually parted to form a path, and a figure emerged from behind that path at the school gate. Outside the gate, the blond-haired man was still waving at her from his motorcycle.

Chen Zhoudu paused, then watched her intently as she walked towards him.

She was wearing her school uniform today, and even the ordinary blue and white uniform looked unruly on her. Her hands were casually in her pockets, making her appear exceptionally tall, and her black schoolbag was slung diagonally over her back.

She didn't choose any other path, but walked over under everyone's gaze until she stopped in front of them. She glanced at Chen Zhoudu without any emotion and called out, "Teacher."

"Xia Chan! You..."

Vice Principal Liu seemed to get a headache just looking at her, frowning and pointing at her, about to scold her. Xia Chan spoke first, "Teacher, what's wrong with me?"

She immediately looked at herself as if checking herself. She was wearing her school uniform neatly, the zipper pulled up to her collarbone. She wasn't wearing any makeup or jewelry, and even her hair was naturally black and neatly arranged, perfectly conforming to the standards of school rules and regulations.

A certain temperament is a temperament; no amount of well-behaved clothes or outfits can hide the untamed spirit she exudes.

Principal Liu pointed at her up and down with his fingers several times but couldn't find any fault with her. Finally, he frowned, waved his hand, and sighed, "You're in your final year of high school. Study hard and stop thinking about those other things... Do you hear me?"

Xia Chan pursed her lips and obediently refrained from arguing, nodding instead.

Just then, the school bell rang, and several teachers and the director of the academic affairs office quickly dispersed the students who were watching and urged them to go back to class.

Xia Chan also said goodbye to Principal Liu in a few words.

As they passed each other, Chen Zhoudu unconsciously turned his head and focused his gaze on her face.

She didn't look him in the eye and walked straight past him as if she didn't know him.

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The homeroom teacher of Chenzhoudu was surnamed Fang and named Fang Jiayuan. He was a short man in his forties with a receding hairline and was in charge of the senior class.

When Vice Principal Liu "handed over" Shen Zhoudu to Fang Jiayuan, Teacher Fang felt a sense of solemnity, as if a great responsibility had been bestowed upon him. She praised Shen Zhoudu for a long time before leading him to the classroom.

Qingshui Experimental High School has a total of twenty classes in the third year. There is no grade difference between classes except for the division between arts and sciences. Only a few classes with the best academic performance are designated as key classes.

Chen Zhoudu transferred to Class 1, which is also the key science class.

On the first day of school, even the top classes were noisy and chaotic.

The classroom, unsupervised by teachers, was like a marketplace, with some people even throwing toy airplanes around.

The moment Fang Jiayuan coughed at the classroom door, all the noise immediately fell silent.

Then, he led the sunken boat into the classroom.

The moment Chen Zhoudu stepped into the classroom, the entire classroom erupted in a chorus of "Wow—!" as if some wave had suddenly surged forth.

Shen Zhoudu had just been led around the campus like a gorilla by a group of school leaders, and he was already famous. Many students were still discussing in private groups who he was, whether he was new, and which class he would be assigned to.

Unexpectedly, they were assigned to their class, and many girls in the class couldn't help but exchange glances.

"Okay, okay, stop making noise! ​​Our class is the loudest in the whole hallway!"

Fang Jiayuan tapped the blackboard to maintain order and briefly had everyone welcome the new student.

With limited time, he didn't let Shen Zhoudu introduce himself. He only said that he was a new classmate from Shanghai and would be spending time with everyone for the next period of time, so that everyone could make progress together and get along harmoniously. Then he looked around the classroom for an empty seat.

"Shanghai..."

"From Shanghai..."

"Why would someone from Shanghai come here?"

A rustling sound arose from below the stage, and Chen Zhoudu, standing on the podium, couldn't help but follow Fang Jiayuan's gaze to search for it.

In a sudden moment, their eyes met, and they paused.

Xia Chan was also in this class, sitting in the back row, in a corner by the window, still looking at him with that indifferent, as if she didn't recognize him.

The moment their eyes met, she casually looked away, then leaned against the table as if she were about to sleep.

Chen Zhoudu stared at her blankly for a moment, and when he saw that she was still lying there motionless, he lowered his eyes and looked away. When he glanced around again, he noticed that Pang Hu and Lala were also there.

Fat Tiger's seat was a little further forward, in the middle of the class. When he saw Fat Tiger looking over, Fat Tiger smiled and waved to him.

Lala was carefully fixing her hair in front of a small mirror. Her curly hair had been permed into cute waves. She was sitting in the row in front of Xia Chan and smiled politely at him when she saw his gaze.

Chen Zhoudu also greeted the brother and sister politely with a smile.

Fang Jiayuan found an empty seat, two rows behind Xia Chan.

He claimed that the current positions were assigned based on the final exams of last semester, and that they would be reassigned after the next placement test, so he should just bear with it for now.

Chen Zhoudu nodded in agreement and stepped down from the podium.

As he walked past Xia Chan, a slight breeze stirred the hem of his clothes.

Xia Chan remained lying still, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over her before turning and sitting down two rows behind her.

Xia Chan's closed eyelashes trembled slightly before she silently opened them.

After settling the new students in, Fang Jiayuan put the lesson plan on the table, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, come on! Same rules as always, new semester, new look, let's check their appearance."

A long, mournful sound instantly filled the classroom.

He immediately called out the class monitor, ordered everyone to spread their fingers on the table and not move, and then checked them one by one, row by row.

Fang Jiayuan even took a ruler and meticulously measured everyone's hair and nails. Those who didn't meet the standards were slapped with the ruler and chased out the door.

Soon, the classroom was filled with mournful cries, and the scene became as lively as a market.

"Chao Tianjiao! Don't you want your hair anymore? Who told you to get it permed like this? Do you really think you're a exploded chili pepper?!"

"Get out! If you can't straighten your hair and let it down, you're never coming back!"

The classroom erupted in laughter. Lala, her face flushed, reluctantly pulled aside her hair, which she had been trying to hide, and stood outside.

Chen Zhoudu's gaze followed her as she went out and turned back, then unconsciously fell on Xia Chan.

It wasn't until they checked on her that she lazily got up from the table, casually opened her arms to show them, and then tossed her hair.

Fang Jiayuan wanted to say that her hair was getting a bit long, but she casually brushed it aside and tied it into a bun, revealing a section of her slender neck.

A faint, slightly whitish mark was left on her left wrist by the rubber band.

Fang Jiayuan paused for a moment, seemingly helpless, and reluctantly considered her qualified.

After everyone in the classroom had been checked, there weren't many people left in the class.

However, a large crowd had gathered outside the classroom, and the head teacher criticized them one by one.

After the first class started, Xia Chan lay down again, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Then, the whole day.

She deliberately pretended not to know him and didn't say a word to him.

A note from the author:

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Thank you to "阿白白白白白" and "星野" for the nutrient solution! Thank you to "一亿三千万" for the landmines! [Sprinkling flowers] Love you all! [Heart]

Goodnight [blue heart] See you tomorrow~