Few people know that it actually has a rather turbulent development history——
More than a decade ago, the original Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School was called Qingfeng College. It was a regular private school funded by a certain enterprise. Later, the enterprise encountered difficulties in cash flow, which directly led to an operational crisis for Qingfeng College.
Seeing that the school was about to close down and all the teachers and students were facing unemployment and schooling, an anonymous wealthy man donated a sum of money to help Qingfeng overcome the difficulties.
Not long after, due to urban planning reforms, Qingfeng College was taken over by the government and became a public school, officially renamed Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School.
Recently, there has been a rumor in Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School that for campus cultural exchange, Qingfeng and another school in Beijing City have worked together to develop an "exchange student program."
"Which school are you exchanging with?"
"Tengya."
"Wow - that aristocratic private school in Xiangyang District!"
"right."
…
It's Monday.
The temperature has been hot for so long, and finally there is a hint of cool rain in the sky.
Not long after morning reading, the students of Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School gathered in the corridor, enjoying the 20 minutes of break because they didn't have to do exercises due to the rain.
"Family, big news!"
The table on the podium was slammed loudly by someone, and everyone's attention was drawn to the person's excited tone.
"It's been rumored before that one of the exchange students from Tengya Private School will come to our class!"
"That's nonsense. The teacher would never agree to such a thing. If it's true, why didn't she mention it during the morning reading just now?"
"Absolutely true and reliable! Just now, three Tengya students have gone to other classes. There are four people in total. The remaining one is coming to our class! Ah, I'm so curious!"
"Zhang Wenqiang, you're so noisy! Why don't you hurry up and do the questions? There are others who need to do their homework!"
A cute and unhappy female voice sounded.
Zhang Wenqiang looked at the person who was speaking, and immediately huffed in disappointment, pursed his lips, and returned to his seat.
But the news has spread, and many people have begun to discuss the authenticity of the exchange students.
In the last row by the window, a lonely figure stood unmoved.
Less than two minutes later, the bell for the first class rang, and the classroom of Li Yinghui's class quickly became quiet in less than ten seconds.
As the bell rang, Li Yinghui appeared at the classroom door with her textbooks, and there was a slender figure following behind her.
There was silence in the classroom for a moment, and then there was a silent but loud "shock sound".
What Zhang Wenqiang said was true, an exchange student from Tengya! Li Yinghui coughed twice to maintain order, and after a stern look, she turned around and said to the person behind her, "Come in."
The atmosphere is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
Dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on the podium.
Where sights converge.
The girl had straight hair draped over her shoulders, fair skin, a small face, but extremely delicate features and a pair of almond-shaped eyes with pupils as clear as glass beads.
She was wearing a standard British school uniform, a white shirt with a Windsor knot at the collar, a brown knitted vest on the outside, a knee-length pleated skirt of the same color, and slender calves wrapped in black stockings, and a pair of German training shoes on her feet.
“…”
They stared at each other for a while.
The head teacher Li Yinghui tilted her head in surprise, thinking that in this kind of atmosphere, the girl would take the initiative to introduce herself.
She recalled that on the way she brought her here just now, she didn't look around at all, and she didn't even have the curiosity to look around when she came to a new environment.
She thought again of the words that the school leaders had told her when they handed the person over to her. The main idea was nothing more than this: during the twenty-day exchange period, she just had to take good care of the person and provide him with good food and drink.
Li Yinghui originally refused to accept this Tengya student to her class. The graduation exam was just around the corner, and she was reluctant to allow the possibility of affecting her students to arise.
But the principal told her that when the exchange student program was successfully completed, all the equipment in the school's computer room would be replaced, and the grass football field in the vacant lot at the back could also be put on the agenda. The main source of sponsorship behind this was from the exchange student who came to her class.
Sheng Yuan.
Zuo is just a student who won't stay for long.
Li Yinghui was happy to see something good for the school, so she didn't waste any more time and spoke in a clear voice, "This is Sheng Yuan from Tengya Private School in Xiangyang District. Welcome everyone."
She directly wrote the words "Sheng Yuan" on the blackboard, suppressed the applause, raised her hand and pointed to an empty seat, and said to Sheng Yuan: "Just sit there."
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the classroom became inexplicably quiet for a moment.
There are a total of forty-five students in the class, and two students sit at the same table, so one student is destined to sit alone, and the empty seat is next to him.
Group 4, row 5, aisle seat.
Ah, the seat next to the academic genius.
Li Yinghui immediately remembered something after she finished speaking. Her usual serious expression softened a little. She looked back and said in a soft and gentle voice, "Is it okay, Shi Yan? Let the new student sit next to you."
"Can."
The air was silent, and the young man's low, cold and calm voice sounded briefly.
Li Yinghui breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and then her voice returned to seriousness. She turned on the loudspeaker and brought everyone back to their senses: "Okay, everyone else, take out the test papers from last Friday. Let's talk about the reading comprehension part."
When Sheng Yuan was walking through the aisle with her schoolbag, a girl in the third row of seats in the third group turned her head to look at Sheng Yuan's back with a particularly concerned expression, and then looked at the seat in the back row where only one person was sitting.
I saw him picking up the test paper with his eyelids drooping indifferently.
She turned back.
Sheng Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down.
"For this class, you can borrow the same test paper from your deskmate."
Li Yinghui saw Sheng Yuan's bare desk, thought for a moment and said casually.
The school leaders have explained explicitly and implicitly that this group of children from aristocratic private schools who have been spoiled since childhood are here purely to experience life and have fun, so the content of the class should be simple and formal.
After saying that, she withdrew her gaze and began to explain the topic.
Zhang Wenqiang severely criticized the teacher for his indifference and callousness. He even asked the new students to borrow the test papers from the academic genius. Isn't this a fantasy? The academic genius is so cold. He sits at the desk in front of the academic genius. He feels like he is living in an iceberg and sea every day.
But don’t, you’ll scare the new classmates.
While Li Yinghui was walking to the corridor between Groups 1 and 2, Zhang Wenqiang was eager to give his test paper to Sheng Yuan. He turned around and was about to extend his hand when he froze—(End of this chapter)
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