Chapter 252 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 03
The streets in the early morning are a little cool.
Qiao Hong's taxi was quietly parked at the alley outside his home. His first customer every day was his daughter.
But he knew that Qiao Zixiao didn't like him being too close to the school, so he always carefully sent her to a place not far from the school.
Shen Xinran jumped out of the car lightly, turned around and waved to Qiao Hong, saying in a clear voice, "Dad, goodbye!"
Qiao Hong waved back at Shen Xinran, his movements a bit stiff, but his eyes were full of doting. He warned, "Be careful on the road."
Just as Shen Xinran turned to leave, Qiao Hong suddenly reached out and stopped her, asking, "Is your pocket money enough? If not, Dad has some. I earned over three hundred yesterday."
When Qiao Hong finished the second half of the sentence, he raised his chin with a look of pride. There was also a subtle expectation in his voice, as if he was waiting for his daughter's approval.
Shen Xinran's eyes curved into crescents, and she replied softly, "Dad, you're awesome. But I still have some, and I'll come back to you when I run out. Also, don't get too tired from driving, remember to rest."
This was the first time Qiao Hong had heard such caring words from his daughter, and he felt his heart swell with strength. His daughter was the best daughter in the world, and he was so proud of her. No matter what difficulties she faced in the future, he would always be her strongest support.
After saying goodbye to Qiao Hong, Shen Xinran headed towards the school. When she arrived at the class, she found that she was the first one to arrive.
After she packed her things, the students started to come in. Everyone was talking at once, and the classroom gradually became lively.
At this time, a boy in a sports jersey walked around the crowded aisle and came to Shen Xinran's table. He smiled at Shen Xinran ingratiatingly, "Zi Xiao, have you had breakfast? I bought you some bread."
The boy's face showed some confidence and a hint of expectation. After he finished speaking, he handed over an exquisite box.
Shen Xinran glanced at the logo on the box. It was a local brand. The pastries inside were delicious, but also very expensive. So, she smiled and shook her head, "No, I've already eaten."
A trace of disappointment flashed across the boy's eyes. He casually tossed the box to the classmate next to him and pursed his lips, "Then I'll give it to you!"
The boy's name is Xin Zeming. He is different from Qiao Zixiao. Qiao Zixiao pretends to be a rich girl, but Xin Zeming is a real rich boy.
His father runs a factory with an annual income of tens of millions, while his mother owns her own clothing brand store.
After Shen Xinran packed up his things, his eyes inadvertently swept across the corner of the classroom. Zhuang Yan's seat was still empty.
As the bell rang, the students slowly returned to their seats, awaiting the teacher's arrival. Zhuang Yan hurried into the classroom at the end of the bell, his backpack slung over one shoulder and his steps slightly languid.
Shen Xinran happened to be sitting by the aisle. When Zhuang Yan approached, she deliberately raised her head and glanced at him gently. She saw that there were faint dark circles under his eyes, probably because he didn't get enough rest last night.
Zhuang Yan did not look around. After returning to his seat, he hung his schoolbag on the chair. He adjusted his sitting posture and lay down directly, and seemed to fall asleep quickly.
This scene made the head teacher who came in behind him frown. "I heard from your teacher Wang that some students don't follow the rules very well. I hope everyone can pay attention to it."
Although she was speaking to the whole class, her eyes were on Zhuang Yan.
The student sitting in front of Zhuang Yan quickly turned around, tugged at his sleeve, and gently reminded him, "Don't sleep anymore, the teacher is talking to you."
Zhuang Yan raised his head from the table, his eyes half sleepy.
The head teacher then looked away and continued, "Regarding your monthly exam, I've noticed that many of you have regressed."
The students all lowered their heads and dared not say a word.
The head teacher walked around the classroom with his hands behind his back and said seriously, "Therefore, I plan to have you form study groups of two people each, with students with good grades helping students with poorer grades."
These words made the students look up instantly, and everyone started talking at once, forming their own teams.
The head teacher's face darkened, and the classroom fell silent. Then he continued, "Students who are in the top 20 in the class can register with me after morning reading."
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The morning light shone into the classroom through the window. Accompanied by the students' clear reading voices, the forty-minute morning self-study session quickly ended.
Xin Zeming ran to Shen Xinran's desk like a gust of wind and said with a smile, "Zi Xiao, my grades aren't very good, so just choose me. I promise to listen to you. If you tell me to go east, I won't go west."
As soon as the words fell, the students around him burst into laughter.
Xin Zeming's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he stared at Shen Xinran, eager for her answer.
Shen Xinran smiled politely and said, "Sorry, I already have a suitable candidate."
After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the head teacher.
Xin Zeming was delighted. He thought the candidate Shen Xinran was talking about was him. He immediately gave his classmates a smug look and said, "See? Zi Xiao has agreed to be in the same group with me."
But before he could finish his sentence, he heard Shen Xinran smile and say to the head teacher, "Teacher, I want to choose Zhuang Yan."
Xin Zeming's smile froze on his face, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Why?"
Even the homeroom teacher couldn't help but frown. "Zixiao, you have excellent grades. There's no need to choose someone whose grades are so poor. Zhuang Yan was able to get into our class from Class D by accident. By the end-of-term placement exam, he'll most likely be back in Class D."
Shen Xinran smiled and said, "Since I want to help poor students, I will choose the worst one. I want to challenge myself."
The teacher looked at Shen Xinran and asked, "Are you serious?"
Shen Xinran nodded, "Seriously."
Zhuang Yan raised his head from the table and said coldly, "Teacher, I refuse. I don't want to be in the same group with her!"
Xin Zeming was almost furious. "Don't be so shameless. It's your honor that Zi Xiao chose you, and you actually dared to refuse."
The head teacher stared into Shen Xinran's eyes for a long time, then slowly smiled: "I'm glad that you have such thoughts."
Shen Xinran smiled and said, "In order to help Zhuang Yan better, can I apply to sit at the same table with him?"
The head teacher nodded and said, "Okay."
This made Zhuang Yan, who was still in the back row, frown. "Teacher, didn't I say I refuse?"
The head teacher turned to Zhuang Yan and said firmly, "Of course you can refuse, but refusal is invalid."
Zhuang Yan: “…”
Shen Xinran returned to her seat and began to pack her things.
Xin Zeming strode to the side of Zhuang Yan and snorted coldly, "It was you who snatched the last place from me, otherwise Zi Xiao would definitely choose me!"
Zhuang Yan looked at Xin Zeming as if he was looking at a stupid son of a landlord. He turned away and continued to sleep.
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