The Song brothers and sisters have had the habit of giving each other small gifts since they were young.

This time when Song Ruan and Xiao Lei went to the town to study, they naturally received a lot of gifts.

It was the first time for Xiao Lei to receive a formal gift, so he was very careful on the way to school, taking care not to get his belongings dirty.

Xiao Lei's schoolbag was made by Song Cai; the stationery and notebooks inside were given by Song Ruan; the new shoes on his feet were bought by Song Wen; the clothes he wore were sewn by Wu Xing and Song's mother, who made several sets for him to change into when he goes to school.

Xiao Lei, with a new look, embarked on his new life.

Because it was the first day of school, Song Ruan and Yang Bin also went along to send Xiao Lei there.

Yang Bin rode a bicycle with Song Ruan on the back and Xiao Lei in the front. Song Wen rode Wu Xing and they rode alone. When they arrived at the school, they attracted a lot of attention.

Wu Lei had never received so many envious looks before.

His heart was pounding, and the louder it pounded, the warmer he felt.

A smile appeared on his face, which was appropriate for someone of his age.

He himself didn't even know it, but from that moment on, his heart began to light up.

After leaving Lianhe Primary School, Yang Bin drove Song Ruan to No. 1 Middle School.

Yang Bin instructed as he parked the car at the school gate.

"I'll pick you up tonight."

Song Ruan got out of the car and nodded obediently.

"Well, go ahead and do your work. If you can't come in time, I can go back by myself. This place is not far from home."

The word "home" warmed Yang Bin's heart. He smiled silently and handed her the schoolbag.

"Go to class, and wait for me after school."

"Yeah, okay."

Song Ruan took the schoolbag, slung it across her body, waved to him, and trotted in.

Because she was sending Xiao Lei home, she was a little late. When the head teacher led her to the classroom, the class was already in progress.

The class was a math class, and the math teacher happened to be Team Leader Zhao.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a new transfer student. Since this is your class, please arrange a seat for her."

After the head teacher finished speaking, he let Song Ruan in.

It was early morning, and the sun was shining through the layers of clouds.

Song Ruan was wearing a light linen top and dark blue trousers today. Her two soft braids hung neatly on both sides, and her ears were filled with naughty strands of hair, swaying gently in the wind.

Such simple dress makes her little face look delicate and bright.

Standing on the podium, the sunlight coming in from the window gave her a soft glow.

The students below couldn't help but hold their breath and look at this unusually good-looking new student.

"Hello, classmates. My name is Song Ruan. Please give me your guidance in the coming days."

She stood obediently and introduced herself in a clear voice.

This well-behaved look drew thunderous applause from the audience and plucked the strings of youth.

Teacher Zhao saw that the students, who were usually listless, became agitated because of a word from the pretty girl on the stage.

Her face immediately darkened: "Why are you clapping? Huh? Why are you clapping? You're already late, what's there to applaud for?"

Teacher Zhao's face turned dark and his expression changed rapidly, but the students in the audience sighed as if they were accustomed to it.

"There are empty seats in the last row. Go there and choose a seat."

Song Ruan glanced at the seats below and found that there were three vacant seats in the class.

Among them, two are in the last row and one is in the second to last row.

There are two empty seats in the last row. Next to one of the empty seats is a boy wearing a white shirt who looks like he is studying hard.

Next to another empty seat, there was a boy lying down and sleeping.

Song Ruan frowned, not because she had any prejudice against sleeping in class.

And he is not the only one who is sleeping on the table. After all, it is impossible to take the college entrance examination now, and many people go to high school just to get a high school diploma.

Song Ruan didn't want to sit at the same table with a male classmate.

Nowadays, the relationship between male and female classmates is very sensitive. If they talk too much, it is easy for others to spread the rumor that they are dating.

But nowadays teachers like to assign a boy and a girl to sit at the same table.

Song Ruan doesn't like this. She likes to sit next to girls, which makes her feel more comfortable.

Song Ruan looked at the second to last row, and saw a girl who was writing with her head down.

Song Ruan thought about it, and finally raised her legs and walked towards the second to last row.

"Hello, is anyone sitting here?"

The girl looked up and glanced at her coldly.

Song Ruan felt her gaze moving up and down, and subconsciously touched her cheek and clothes.

Her face shouldn't be dirty, right? Her clothes are fine too...

While Song Ruan was puzzled, the girl's glance ended.

She said coldly, "You can sit down."

When Team Leader Zhao saw that Song Ruan didn't listen to her and went to sit in the last row, her face immediately darkened.

"Song Ruan, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you to sit in the last row?!"