The great Emperor Chen Bing has once again descended upon his loyal Class 9 Class 1 classroom.

The reason I mention the word "classroom" so often here is not to pad my word count, but rather because it's carefully considered.

Because the epidemic situation is still not optimistic, the ninth graders can no longer have forty or fifty students crammed into a classroom as usual.

Therefore, although the classroom is still a classroom, the composition of the people in it has changed significantly.

The number of students has been reduced from about forty-five to twenty-five per classroom. Anyway, there are plenty of classrooms; the teachers can just teach a couple more classes, even if it's a little more work.

In this way, the original eight classes and more than 360 students in the third year of junior high school at Baishi No.1 Middle School were split into fifteen classes.

As for the criteria for class division, it is also very characteristic of Baishi No.1 Middle School, which is to directly use the previous semester's final exam results.

Therefore, everyone in Class 1 of Grade 9 at this moment was one of the top 25 students in the final exam of the previous semester, each and every one of them was at the level of the key class of the Experimental Middle School, which was terrifying!

Of course, Chen Bing, who has always been the top student in his grade and even the whole county with an absolute advantage, is truly terrifying in the eyes of these people. Otherwise, how could he be called the great Emperor Chen Bing?

The moment he stepped into the classroom, almost everyone in the class stared at him intently.

The students from Class 1 were mostly inclined to give each other a quick glance and a greeting after not seeing each other for so long. The students from Class 2, on the other hand, tended to look at each other with curiosity, wanting to get a good look at the person who was about to become the top student in their class.

They kept staring at him until he found a seat, and only then did they slowly look away.

After observing him for so long, I concluded that he was the same handsome guy I had seen when we bumped into each other outside the classroom before. He seemed very refreshing and confident.

A boy who is both academically gifted and handsome usually attracts many bold girls during middle school. However, Chen Bing is an exception. More than two and a half years into middle school, not only has he not been pursued, but very few girls have even confessed their feelings to him.

As for the reason, well, it's because...

"Chen Bing, you came so fast!"

Before she could even warm her seat, Shang Yunmiao arrived in front of Chen Bing with her backpack on.

After helping her take her schoolbag down, Chen Bing smiled and tilted her head, saying, "I arrived a few minutes earlier than you."

Taking advantage of this short break, Chen Bing carefully examined Shang Yunmiao.

The mask on the little girl's tiny face seemed a bit too big for her. Only her large, bright black eyes and her forehead, framed by strands of hair, were visible beneath the azure mask.

It seems that wearing a mask and running around the whole way made her a little hot.

As an observant, gentle, and considerate older brother, Chen Bing noticed Xiao Shang's discomfort and immediately took out a thin notebook. While fanning her, he advised, "Wait until it's cooler before packing anything. Take off your mask and let it breathe."

The well-behaved Xiao Shang accepted Chen Bing's first suggestion, but did not intend to take off her mask.

"You can't pick them, nobody picked them."

"Then, just pull your mask down a little and show your nose," Chen Bing whispered in Xiao Shang's ear like a little devil.

"No, no, that's the same as not wearing one at all."

Haha, Xiao Shang looks so cute when she's being so serious!

Chen Bing smiled unconsciously from under her mask, then fanned Shang Yunmiao and herself even more vigorously for a while before they started packing up their books and textbooks together.

Dating when it's time to date, studying when it's time to study. This is a basic rule that Shang Yunmiao and I set back during online classes. Thanks to the fact that both Shang and I are very self-disciplined, we can quickly put away our playful and joking attitude when we start studying.

They studied on their own, and when they didn't understand something, they asked each other questions seriously. This attitude of the two students finally cleared up the doubts of the original Class 2 students.

No wonder! I was wondering how they could get such high scores when they seemed so engrossed in dating. Turns out, even top students know how to keep their relationships within limits.

After studying diligently all morning, it was finally lunchtime.

It's worth mentioning that because the ninth graders start school at staggered times, almost everyone won't be here until 6 PM. Therefore, there are no classes all day today; it's all self-study.

"Lunch is coming! I've never had lunch at the school cafeteria before."

Around 11 a.m., Fang Anmin told everyone to line up at the entrance to go to the cafeteria for lunch. Shang Yunmiao, while happily chatting with Chen Bing, quickly tidied up the books, pens, and other items on her desk.

Seeing how happy she was, Chen Bing sighed inwardly, wondering why she had such a strong enthusiasm for the cafeteria food.

After lamenting, he asked curiously, "When you were little, didn't you ever eat here with Aunt Xuan?"

"My mom always takes me out to eat."

Oh, no wonder. It seems Teacher Yun is quite secretive about the cafeteria food at Baishi No. 1 Middle School. I hope you won't have nose bubbles after you finally get to eat the cafeteria food you've been craving.

Luckily, I had the foresight to prepare plenty of meal replacements before coming to school. This should be enough to get through the most demanding ten-day stretch of school days without breaks. I'll also help Xiao Shang out a bit; it should be enough for the two of us.

Chen Bing thought he had great foresight, but the development of events was far beyond his expectations.

When the boys and girls arrived at the cafeteria in an orderly fashion, Chen Bing was surprised to find that the food on the tables was not the cafeteria food from her previous life, but rather boxed lunches that looked quite nice.

Hey, you know what, the packaging of this lunchbox looks pretty familiar. After looking closely, I realized that it's exactly the same as the takeout lunchbox packaging made by Old Chen's hotel.

Sure enough, after sitting down far away from the others, Chen Bing saw the hotel's logo and order hotline on the lunchbox.

Speaking of which, when I was at home before, Lao Chen seemed to have mentioned that a high-ranking official from the provincial capital had given Chen Shichao a lot of catering orders related to the epidemic.

Given this, it seems quite reasonable that Baishi No.1 Middle School, being a legitimate public institution and located in the same county as Lao Chen's hotel, ordered catering from Lao Chen's restaurant.