Turning around, Yi Mu tapped on the table behind the girl.
Holding up a small, carved mirror, the girl looked at her face from left to right, becoming more and more satisfied with her reflection, and lazily raised her head.
With a drawn-out, coquettish voice, the class beauty asked in a spoiled tone, "What's wrong, class monitor?"
Yi Mu's gaze swept over her meticulously made-up eyebrows and eyes, and her plump lips coated with pink lipstick.
The obvious color difference between his face and neck made him twitch his lips.
Back when I was in high school.
The girls in the class either wore ponytails or two braids, all with bare faces and fresh, delicate features.
He's getting old; kids these days are so trendy and fashionable.
He coughed twice and said to the class beauty in a consultative tone, "Yun Tong, my Chinese grades aren't very good."
Our homeroom teacher mentioned it to us last time, suggesting we sit together and tutor each other. You…
The class beauty interrupted him, a mysterious smile appearing on her still-developing face: "Class monitor, have you heard?"
Two new students are transferring to our class today, one boy and one girl.
The guy is the boss of Yun Gao next door, the one who's so handsome you can't help but swoon over Guan Shengye. He's an amazing fighter!
Yi Mu stared absently at the flower petal stickers on her fingernails, not quite understanding why girls seemed to have a particular fondness for problem students.
Back when he was in school, that good-for-nothing Lou Xijue was also like that.
Just because he's handsome, he's always acting like a slacker with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, getting into fights all the time. Despite his bad character, he's still adored by a large group of girls.
Yi Mu simply couldn't understand those girls' thoughts.
Yun Tong cupped her cheeks and said in a wistful tone, "This seat next to me is reserved for him."
"Then let that female transfer student sit next to you, and the homeroom teacher won't bother with us anymore."
Yi Mu couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself, "You've really got a good plan."
However, he has made up his mind that this world will not have anything to do with the female lead.
His romantic storyline with the female lead hasn't even started yet. As long as he avoids getting involved, he can prevent the plot from unfolding.
Ignoring 998's mental cries that "Host, you can't!", Yi Mu ignored it.
He tidied up his things on his seat and, under the surprised gaze of the class beauty, placed his books and stationery on his seat.
He smiled slightly at the class beauty and said, "I'll have to rely on you to help me with my Chinese grades from now on."
The class beauty, who was always confident in her unparalleled beauty, stared blankly at Yi Mu's smiling face for a moment, and suddenly felt her face turn a little red.
How come I never realized before that the class monitor was so good at flirting?
The class beauty tacitly approved of Yi Mu's unauthorized actions.
She even glanced at the neatly stacked books of Yi Mu and rearranged the books that she had haphazardly piled on the table.
The bell rang for morning reading, and the homeroom teacher entered the classroom on time.
After giving the usual reprimand for laziness in the class, I started talking about the transfer student that the students had been discussing all morning.
"Two new students have transferred to our class. They will be learning and improving together with us. We hope that everyone can quickly accept their new classmates."
The homeroom teacher turned to look at the doorway. "Come in."
A girl walked in first.
The girl was wearing the school uniform of Jungao High School, a Korean-style blazer and pleated skirt. Her hair was slightly curly and loosely draped behind her head, with a slightly tacky crystal hair clip on her head.
She wasn't tall, had wheat-colored skin, bright eyes, a straight nose, and a smile as bright as the sun.
She's a sunny and cheerful girl, but there aren't many surprises in her life.
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