The atmosphere of high school is tense yet youthful. Class 1, Grade 11, is the key liberal arts class at Wenyang No. 1 High School.
The homeroom teacher entered the room with a shiny bald head. Contrary to the rumors that the room was full of bookworms, the atmosphere in Class 1 of Grade 11 was not so stiff, but rather unusually lively.
The school year had just started, and the students were still recovering from their holiday, making a lot of noise in the room.
The homeroom teacher adjusted his glasses and patted the podium forcefully. "Quiet!"
But since they were all acquaintances, the students in the audience didn't mind. Instead, they teased, "Old Xu, just say what's on your mind. Why are you being so serious?"
"Is this a mock exam for the start of the semester, or another joint exam between the three schools?"
After a semester, Lao Xu got to know these students and understood their character. "Alright, everyone quiet down. A transfer student is coming later, so don't scare him."
The audience erupted in commotion, "Hey, Lao Xu, what do you mean by that? It's like you're saying we'd bully people."
"Exactly, are we that fierce?"
"Is Old Xu a man or a woman? I hope he's a pretty girl! She can motivate me to study hard!"
"Tch, monkey, what are you saying? It's like you wouldn't study hard if it weren't for pretty girls."
Old Xu ignored their jokes and said, "That's all for now. The people will be here soon."
Then they started giving me advice about starting school, basically saying that next year I'll be a senior in high school, and I'll soon be facing the first major test in my life, so I shouldn't relax just because I'm in an honors class... blah blah blah
"get out of class dismissed"
The transfer student did not appear until the end of get out of class.
"Do you think that transfer student is a boy or a girl?"
"I bet a bag of spicy strips that it's definitely a girl!"
"Pah! You bunch of stinky boys, all you do is stare at girls. I bet you're some good-looking guy!"
The boy who was being criticized rolled his eyes rudely, saying, "You're acting like you're not the same kind of person."
But the transfer student still hadn't shown up by the time the fourth period was almost over.
"Hey, do you think we should come this afternoon?"
"Hmm, maybe so."
As everyone whispered among themselves, a series of footsteps broke the silence of the corridor.
The door, which had been closed for projection, was opened.
"Excuse me... is this Class 1, Grade 11?"
The teacher, who was teaching, turned around impatiently to see which student was being disobedient. He paused for a moment, then softened his tone and asked, "Yes, student, is there something you need?"
This aroused the curiosity of the students listening to the lecture below.
"Who is it? I've never heard Abbess Miejue speak in such a gentle tone before. It gave me goosebumps."
"Do you think it could be that transfer student that Lao Xu mentioned before?"
The next second, the door was pushed open completely. "Since we haven't come to the wrong place..."
Yao Yao stepped onto the podium and said, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xu Qing, Xu as in wishing, and Qing as in a beautiful woman. I am a transfer student today."
Yao Yao wrote her name on the blackboard.
The students in Class 1 of Grade 11 were stunned when they saw Yao Yao's full appearance.
"Wow, beautiful girl, look at me! I'm the most handsome guy in our class!"
"Get lost, you're more like a blade of grass on the wall."
Looking at the group of vibrant students below the stage, Yao Yao asked with a smile, "Where should I sit now?"
Seeing the chaotic scene as a group of students scrambled to see who Yaoyao would sit with, the English teacher, standing to the side, could only cough a few times in mock exasperation.
"Cough cough," but no one paid any attention to her, so she had to raise her voice again, "Cough cough! Quiet!"
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