Unlike them, Tang Jiajia didn't fill out forms, and she didn't lend her pen to anyone else.
Back then, she wanted to borrow a pen, but no one paid any attention to her. In the end, it was the teacher who gave her the pen.
She was the last one to fill out the form and was given a disapproving look by the teacher. She still vividly remembers that embarrassing moment.
After finishing her work, Qiao Xiaoni noticed Tang Jiajia. Tang Jiajia had a cute, doll-like face, the kind of girl who would normally look adorable. But why did her eyes seem to hold a hint of resentment? Thinking she was mistaken, she glanced at her again, but the same thing still lingered. She couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Ms. Tian naturally wouldn't offend Professor Tang, so she chose to turn a blind eye to Tang Jiajia's behavior. Anyway, that was the gist of it; once everyone had filled out their forms, she started collecting the materials.
As Teacher Tian approached the girl in the trench coat, she glanced at the name on the file:
"Your name is Qiao Xiaoni? You're from Johor Bahru? Where is that? I've never heard of that place before."
“My home is in a very remote area, so it’s normal that the teacher hasn’t heard of it. But starting today, the teacher will have heard of it.”
"It's nice to meet you, teacher." Qiao Xiaoni stood up and answered confidently and appropriately, not at all like a student who had just enrolled.
Teacher Tian was very satisfied with her answer and nodded to indicate that she could sit down.
This year's students have finally revealed a promising talent; with such beautiful handwriting, he must be a very studious child.
He continued collecting materials and asked some students questions along the way.
Tang Jiajia felt like she'd been struck by lightning. She'd only noticed the few bitches who'd wronged her. Only now did she notice Qiao Xiaoni—how could she have the same name as her?
She is thin and only about 30% similar to her former appearance.
Was this another misunderstanding? But why did she have the same name as me? And the fact that we came from the same place was just too strange.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew in through the window, lifting a small section of the girl's bangs and revealing a pale white scar.
If you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all. Thinking of her old scar, she couldn't help but touch her forehead.
That's my own scar, there's no mistake. Why has the color faded?
Why has her body become so thin?
Her weight of nearly 130 pounds, coupled with the scar on her forehead, has always been a source of her inferiority complex.
The girl in front of me, using her name, is another version of myself.
Tang Jiajia's heart started racing, and she felt like she couldn't stand up straight.
"Tang Jiajia, are you feeling unwell?" After collecting the items, Teacher Tian was startled to see that her face was covered in sweat and her hair was soaked. He quickly came over to ask.
Tang Jiajia shook her head: "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me."
Teacher Tian dared not ignore her, so she turned around and left the classroom, calling Professor Tang in.
When Tang Yi heard that his daughter was suddenly covered in sweat, he thought she was having a relapse and rushed into the classroom. He saw that, just as the teacher had described, her face, forehead, and hair were covered in sweat, and her clothes seemed to be soaked through.
"Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"
After Tang Yi shouted, he gripped his daughter's shoulders and found that her clothes were indeed soaked with sweat.
Tang Jiajia feigned composure: "I suddenly broke out in a lot of sweat for no reason, probably because it was a bit windy today."
Teacher Tian: "You should go to the infirmary to see what's wrong. Otherwise, why would a normal person sweat so much?"
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