Xia Jin felt extremely depressed as he watched Wen Xinyue running past him like a gust of wind.
He had clearly tried his best to act kind, so why was the little rabbit still so afraid of him?
Isn't he good looking?
Xia Jin shone the light on the glass of the window next to him.
Obviously very handsome.
Xia Jin pulled his hair down, raised his foot and walked forward.
After walking a few steps, Xia Jin stopped again.
Didn’t someone say that Xie Wanxing was bullying the little rabbit?
He came here because he heard the news.
But looking at the little rabbit just now, it doesn’t look like it has been bullied?
The little rabbit is still holding Xie Wanxing's hand!
The little rabbit hasn't held his hand yet...
Xia Jin kicked the corner of the wall and turned to go downstairs.
………
In the classroom, Wanyue leaned sideways and reached one hand into the hole in the desk.
One thing after another was taken out from the hole in the table and piled on the table.
A few minutes later, Wanyue clapped her hands, sat up straight and admired her trophy.
The original owner loved eating snacks.
In the hole in the desk, there are textbooks and various snacks.
And now, these delicious snacks are hers.
Wanyue tore open a bag of potato chips, distributed some to the front, back, left and right, and finally, stuffed the remaining half bag of potato chips to Wen Xinyue.
Wen Xinyue blinked blankly while holding the bag of potato chips. "Xie, why did you give me all the potato chips?"
A whole pack, and still so much left.
Isn’t Xie going to eat it himself?
Wanyue slowly peeled an orange, glancing at the bag of potato chips. "I... don't want to eat it. I'll give it to you."
"I don't want it."
Wen Xinyue wanted to hand the bag back, but Wanyue looked at her with a smile, so she retracted her hand halfway through.
Wen Xinyue was holding the bag of potato chips, her small eyebrows drooping, looking very depressed. "Xie, what's wrong with you today?"
Huh? I don't understand.
"You never shared your snacks with us before."
How does that sentence go?
Protect food!
Xie is very protective of his food!
In the past, even if the teacher came, no one could snatch a bag of snacks from classmate Xie!
But now, Xie gave her the remaining half bag of potato chips...
This is not normal!
Wanyue finished eating an orange and took out a tissue to wipe her hands.
"I don't feel like snacking today."
Not only will she not eat it today, but unless something unexpected happens, she won't eat it for a long time in the future.
As a fat person, she is not entitled to snacks.
Under Wen Xinyue's shocked gaze, Wanyue pushed all the snacks on her desk over to her.
"These are all for you."
Wanyue rested her chin on her hand, her lips curled up in a smile, "Mr. Wen, you look so thin. You should eat more."
Wen Xinyue looked at the snacks piled up like a mountain in front of her, her face flushed with helplessness.
Just then the bell rang and the teacher appeared in the corridor and was about to walk into the classroom.
Wen Xinyue wanted to return the snacks to Wanyue, but time did not allow it.
There was no other way, Wen Xinyue could only quickly sweep the snacks into her desk hole.
After the incident, Wen Xinyue curled herself up into a ball, feeling aggrieved.
It became a wilted and droopy rabbit.
Wanyue took out her textbook contentedly, placed her hands together on the desk, and sat upright.
She looks so well-behaved.
The little white rabbit is too thin and should be fattened up a little.
And she was too fat to eat those high-calorie snacks anymore.
So all the snacks are given to the little white rabbit, which is just right.
"In this class, we will study Red Cliff Fu. Please turn to the textbook..."
Wanyue flipped over the textbook, took a pen in hand, and began to listen to the class seriously.
Wen Xinyue came back to her senses, shook her head, opened the textbook and listened to the class carefully.
Halfway through the class, the obscure and difficult classical Chinese text had already overwhelmed a large number of people.
The female teacher took a quick glance at the students below and tapped the desk with her fingers. "Teacher, please ask a student to translate this original sentence."
When they heard that someone was going to be called, the half-asleep students forced themselves to stay awake.
"Student Wen Xinyue, please stand up and translate."
Wen Xinyue was called, stood up with her textbook in hand, and translated the original text assigned by the teacher very fluently.
His pronunciation was clear and fluent, which attracted the admiring glance of the female teacher.
In her own field, Wen Xinyue's shyness and restraint disappeared completely. She was very confident, as if she could glow.
The female teacher praised Wen Xinyue and accidentally glanced at Wanyue sitting next to Wen Xinyue.
The female teacher was stunned. Is this... Xie Wanxing?
He wasn’t sleeping at all. He looked like he was…attending a lecture?
For some unknown reason, the female teacher called Wanyue's name, "Xie Wanxing, please translate the following sentence."
Wanyue stood up naturally and, like Wen Xinyue just now, translated the original text fluently.
Wanyue is different from Wen Xinyue in one respect: she is very natural.
If Wen Xinyue's previous answer was admirable, then Wanyue's current answer could be said to be pleasing to the eye.
The female teacher came back to her senses from Wanyue's soft and pleasant voice, and when she looked up, she met Wanyue's smiling eyes again.
The female teacher also laughed and said, "Xie Wanxing's translation is correct. Please take a seat."
Now, not only the teacher, but also the other students sitting in the classroom were shocked.
Is this Xie Wanxing?
That fat poor student Xie Wanxing who relies on his family background to look down on everyone?
Can a poor student actually translate "Red Cliff"?
It's magical.
Wanyue's brilliant actions directly led many people to change their views on Xie Wanxing.
For example, Wanyue’s classmates.
For example, the female teacher who taught me.
After class, the female teacher was naturally very excited when she entered the office.
There are many classes of the same age in No. 1 Middle School, and one teacher basically takes care of the courses for many classes.
This also led to many teachers in the office knowing Xie Wanxing's name.
As soon as the female teacher put down the textbook and water cup, she couldn't wait to talk about her experience in class. "Hey, let me tell you, Xie Wanxing from Class 1 actually listened to my class carefully!"
Class 1's English teacher came over after taking the water. She was surprised when she heard this. "Teacher Li, who are you talking about? Xie Wanxing?"
Is this the Xie Wanxing she knows?
The female teacher, Teacher Li, nodded excitedly and began to gesture unconsciously with her hands. "Yes, it's Xie Wanxing. She not only listened to my class carefully, but also answered the questions I asked!"
The English teacher was a little skeptical. She had seen Xie Wanxing in class, either sleeping or dazed. There was no way she could listen carefully, let alone answer questions...
Is Teacher Li confused?
Seeing that the English teacher didn't believe it, Teacher Li didn't argue. After all, they were all teachers of the same class. It would be better to see it with his own eyes than to listen to others.
Teacher Li: "I remember that Class 1's next class is English, right? Teacher Wang, why don't you come and see for yourself?"
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