Chapter 71 The Impact of Beauty
The students around were watching the fun and making a lot of noise. The noise didn't stop until the Chinese teacher came in with the lesson plan.
We first randomly checked ancient poems in class.
The teacher gave us five minutes for final preparation, and the recitation became faster and faster.
The classroom door was ajar, and crisp footsteps could be heard faintly in the corridor. It was the unique sound of small leather shoes worn by girls. Xu Ruiyang turned around and made a gesture of drinking Coke to the class representative, with a look of gloating on his face.
The class representative folded his hands and leaned back, his desk and chair swaying, and he looked up with an indifferent expression.
What if Su Xia comes?
The purpose is to show everyone the real face before the photo was edited. It’s not him who is embarrassed, so what is he afraid of?
The two boys were lip-syncing to each other silently when the classroom door suddenly opened. The girl walked in with her body slightly bent, and her little face popped in first.
In March in Jiangcheng, the early cherry blossoms outside the window can't wait to bloom on the branches, and the pink and white petals fall down.
The girl had shallow dimples, a pointed chin, and her cheeks were slightly red from her belated apology. Her almond-shaped eyes were energetic and bright.
Even the most ordinary spring school uniform looks sweet and clean on her, with a natural and unpretentious charm that is incredibly beautiful.
The Chinese teacher was standing at the door. Su Xia clasped her hands together, whispered "I'm sorry," and quickly walked to her seat.
Xu Ruiyang at the door raised his head first.
He just exchanged glances with her, his ears instantly turning red, his head slumped down, and he stared at the blank lesson plan in panic.
Is this Su Xia...
This is not the before and after of the photo editing.
She is...much prettier in person than in that photo. What did that photographer take?
After gossiping about her for months, he finally realized what was happening and began to feel annoyed. He wondered if she had heard the sarcastic exchanges between him and the class monitor just now.
In the bright morning light, the girl's appearance was like a little flower fairy from a fairy tale. The young men's faces turned up one after another, their eyes flickering and dodging, and they kept looking over here with red faces.
The volume in the originally noisy classroom suddenly dropped.
The Chinese teacher rolled up the textbook and slammed the podium twice. "Why did you stop? You haven't gotten enough sleep yet? Keep going!"
"After you finish the dictation, if you make more than two mistakes, write down your name and notify the parents in the group."
Under heavy pressure, the volume picked up again.
The boy next to her in the aisle was holding a book and stealing glances at her from time to time. Su Xia couldn't quite remember what she had done on this day in her previous life, but she had gotten used to being stared at like that and didn't really care.
She returned to her seat under the gazes of the entire classroom, just smiled at He Miao who was making an exaggerated tearful expression with her hands covering her heart, then lowered her head to flip through the textbook and recite.
He Miao is like following a young idol talent show variety show.
Seeing the girls I chose for my favorite group formed a group, my heart was pounding with excitement.
She looked at Su Xia, covered her chest with her hands, and suppressed the excitement that was screaming in her heart. She turned back and tapped on her deskmate's book, mouthing the same old story, "Do you understand? Is this photo editing?"
The class representative was fed up with her swaggering expression, but how else could he refute her?
The impact of beauty is genuine.
Anyone who is not blind can see it.
His neck was red, he didn't dare to turn his head, he was upset, "I think I'm a bad mouth, but that's ok."
"You must be joking. Of course not."
"I'm waiting for you to stand upside down and drink Coke," He Miao said, not giving in. "I still have a bottle. If you don't drink it now, it will flatten. Let's drink it during recess."
The class representative lowered his voice to the lowest level, fearing that Su Xia behind him would hear him. He felt guilty but insisted, "Whoever admitted it, I won't drink. She and Huang Weiwei are not the same type at all..."
Huang Weiwei is a pure and harmless gardenia, but Su Xia is not.
She is a little rose in full bloom, covered with dew. She is also the second female lead in TV dramas, the most green tea-like. She has a rich, sweet fragrance and is soft, but very aggressive.
It seems that if you look at her for one more moment, she will appear in your dreams.
If a boy wants to save face, who would admit that he likes her?
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Second floor of the administration building.
In the mathematics competition group office, Zhang Jianyuan was flipping through the report cards from the beginning of the school year.
There were two knocks on the door. "Report."
"Enter."
Zhang Jianyuan raised his head, his eyes lit up, "Xu Jiqing."
"Are you asking about this year's registration?"
He waved warmly, inviting him over. "Don't worry about it. It was successfully submitted yesterday. The previous suspension wasn't included in the file, so it won't affect it at all."
Xu Jiqing thanked him and handed over a signed piece of paper. "Teacher Zhang, I'd like to ask you for leave again."
"This semester, until summer vacation, I want to apply for self-study exemption and leave school after the third get out of class this afternoon."
Zhang Jianyuan was a little confused for a moment. "The fourth period this afternoon is a special lecture by the Department of Mathematics at Jiangnan University, and you..."
He is nowhere to be seen during morning and evening self-study sessions. Hasn't he been like this for a month and a half since the start of school?
Top students have immunity from teachers, and this is especially true for competition classes that rely on talent.
When Xu Jiqing first asked him for leave, he just said that he had something to do at home.
Zhang Jianyuan was from a single-parent family and his younger sister, who was in elementary school, had a special health condition. He could understand his difficulties and approved the leave without asking any questions. But so much time had passed and Zhang Jianyuan really couldn't understand what things at home couldn't be shared by the adults?
He was tricked by the powerful in the last competition, and this fall is his only chance to win the prize.
Seeing that it was the most important time that would affect the children's future, the other students in Class S were almost treated like giant pandas by their families. After leaving school, they found small classes outside to make up for their shortcomings. Only Xu Jiqing's energy was becoming more and more scattered day by day.
Born in a small town high school in the Midwest, Xu Jiqing does not have the impetuousness of children from big cities. He is more mature than other teenagers of the same age and is as silent as a tree.
Zhang Jianyuan loves talented people so much that he can't say many things.
"Lin Lang will help me record the last class. I can complete all the practice tasks, and it won't affect my preparations for this year's competition."
Xu Jiqing said, "I will maintain my grades in the usual in-class tests."
"I'm not worried about your grades," Zhang Jianyuan hesitated, putting down his teacup. "Hasn't your family issues been resolved yet? If you have any difficulties, you can tell the teacher. Teacher Hu and I will work together to see if we can help you solve them."
"It's not a big deal."
The boy lowered his eyes. "My mom broke her leg, and there's no one to pick up my sister from school lately. Everything will be fine after this period."
Zhang Jianyuan frowned, "It's so serious, do you want me to take a look?"
He had vaguely heard that Xu Jiqing's family was a self-employed small business owner at the night market, and the injury would take half a year to recover, which would probably affect the family's expenses.
Xu Jiqing shook his head, his expression calm, "I can handle it."
"All right."
Zhang Jianyuan was filled with emotion. His peripheral vision swept across his row of "1" numbers, and he sighed, "I'll apply for special approval for your leave. You may not be able to come down tonight. If you can't get out with your campus card, just say hello to the guard."
"There are many things we can't control, so let them go. This world is cruel, but mathematics itself is a very pure field, and only through hard work can one break through."
"Next month will be the Jiangcheng Four Schools Simulation Competition. Take good care of yourself. Coach Hu and I are very optimistic about you."
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