The second week of school.
All the students entered the school reluctantly.
However, this did not include Lan Xiaodie, because she kept chasing Qi Yin to have someone upgrade her game rank.
The other party was so bothered by her that they applied for Zuo Chen to go on fieldwork. She has been in a daze for the past few days.
Upon hearing that Qu Jian'er was coming to study at the Royal Academy of Madrid, her smile returned.
Unfortunately, Qu Jian'er only attended classes for a day and a half after the start of the school year, and then skipped classes for three whole days.
A week has passed.
Lan Xiaodie didn't see anyone either.
She waited early at the door of classroom 10-333 on Monday, hoping to see Qu Jian'er.
I noticed that the atmosphere in this class was not quite right; the previous arrogance and willful behavior were completely gone.
The atmosphere is very abnormal.
From the moment they stepped into the classroom, all the students who entered from outside the classroom exuded a unified sense of unease. They were all sullen, and their faces showed obvious fear.
It's as if once they enter this classroom, they have to put on masks and pretend to be someone else.
It's as if the joy of the weekend can't make up for their complete lack of expectation for the future.
Lan Xiaodie was full of questions.
If the pain index is 1-10, then the smiles on these students' faces are definitely π!
The pain wasn't very severe or extensive.
But it never ends...
When Qu Jian'er came over with her bag slung over her shoulder.
She saw Lan Xiaodie, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, with an expression that said, "I'm not sure, let me take another look."
Qu Jian'er raised an eyebrow: "What are you looking at?"
She looked at Lan Xiaodie for a while.
Her head was sticking into the classroom just like Lan Xiaodie's.
Lan Xiaodie covered her mouth and subconsciously whispered, "These students are so strange, it's like they've been frightened by something terrifying. Uh, is there something unclean in this classroom? Will my cookie be in danger?"
Upon hearing this...
Not only Qu Jian'er was quiet.
The entire class turned to look at Lan Xiaodie: "Tell me, what's blinding you? What makes you think a certain terrorist is dangerous?!"
Then, following their gaze, they saw Qu Jian'er and immediately began their daily performance.
"Oh, have you eaten today?"
"I've eaten, what about you?"
"I ate it too."
"Have you been studying diligently?"
"Of course, what about you?"
Me too.
Lan Xiaodie was even more shocked. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at the class number.
Yu Guang spotted Qu Jian'er.
Lan Xiaodie exclaimed in surprise: "Cookies!?"
Qu Jian'er nodded and bit her milk tea straw: "Did you come here to admire the positive and uplifting atmosphere in our class?"
Nodding is not an option for Lan Xiaodie, nor is not nodding.
Just then, the school bell rang.
Lan Xiaodie is a good girl, she never misses a class: "I have a horse riding class at noon today, and there's a quiz tonight, I'll come see you when I have time. Our three classes have the horse riding class together, see you at noon, I'm in class 331."
Qu Jian'er waved to the person.
In the silence, she walked to her seat without realizing it and picked up her textbook.
Because next week is the old lady of the Bai family's birthday banquet, Bai Rushi took several days off.
then.
Qu Jian'er lost a lot of fun.
Until riding lessons.
I've only just begun to develop a little interest.
Because this is a royal academy, the school places great emphasis on skills that some nobles do not value.
For example, horseback riding lessons and shooting lessons every two weeks.
Only the Royal Academy of Madison has the resources to build a separate riding arena and shooting range for its students.
Qu Jian'er leaned against the fence of the horse farm as if she had no bones, and her classmates stood at attention not far from her.
Students from other classes naturally noticed this strange phenomenon and began to cast odd glances their way.
Have these underachievers been possessed?
When the equestrian instructor arrived, he saw that the usually unruly students of Class 333 were very quiet.
He recalled the rumors.
Class 333 has improved.
He initially thought it was a rumor.
After all, this class became a headache again from Wednesday to Friday last week.
But it seems that's not the case now.
So that's it.
Is there a distinction between being honest and dishonest at different stages?
This is challenging the heart rates of all the teachers in the school!
Equestrian instructor: "All class leaders, come and collect your equipment."
The other two classes have passed.
The students in Class 333 all turned to look at Qu Jian'er.
Qu Jian'er raised an eyebrow: "Why are you looking at me?"
Carter ran over and said obediently, "Bai Rushi is the class monitor, but he asked for leave."
Qu Jian'er waved her hand: "Then go ahead."
Carter choked.
He was indeed the one who went in the past.
But Qu Jian'er isn't here today.
He wouldn't dare to show his face.
Qu Jian'er seemed completely unconcerned.
He obediently walked over.
Then I saw the equestrian instructor's blank stare.
Carter, as always, addressed everyone except Qu Jian'er: "What are you standing there for? Give me the whip! Ouch! Which reckless fool dared to ambush me..."
Qu Jian'er twirled a few stones in her hand: "As a teacher, you deserve respect. Don't you know how to be polite?"
"I understand, I understand." Carter, sweating profusely, nodded hurriedly. "I'm sorry, teacher, I just did something stupid. Please don't take it to heart! Please forgive me!"
He's going crazy.
Now all I can think about is the teacher not forgiving me, and whether I still have a chance to explain my affairs after my death.
He's always been arrogant.
He never gave his teachers a friendly look, but at this moment he was so sincere that he was almost in tears.
The equestrian instructor stood there, stunned.
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