Chapter 7 is quite playful.
Because Xia Zhen was a new student, the female class monitor, Gao Ling, specially took Xia Zhen to the cafeteria during lunchtime. Gao Ling lived up to her name, truly a flower on a high mountain. Although she was beautiful, she never showed much emotion on her face.
According to her classmates, Gao Ling has always been cold, which is why she has such a great authority in the class.
Indeed, the food in the No. 1 Middle School cafeteria is not as refined as that in Shengyi Middle School, but it is not bad either.
When Xia Zhen appeared in the cafeteria, she attracted the attention of a group of people.
When did their school get such fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged girls?
The cafeteria was almost full, but one table was occupied by only a few girls, with several empty seats next to them. However, no one dared to sit next to them.
"Boss, this is meat that kid from Class 4 gave you as a tribute!" a girl said smugly. "Let's see if he dares to go against you again."
The girl, who was called the leader, had a perm that students shouldn't have, with big, wavy curls. She was also wearing makeup, looking exquisite and beautiful, but she didn't give off a very friendly vibe.
She picked up her chopsticks and casually took a bite of the stir-fried pork. She glanced at the girl with a ponytail and wearing a skirt who was still queuing up and casually asked, "Who's that?"
"Those must be a group of new transfer students. I heard they transferred from some kind of elite school."
Another girl said, "Doesn't our school generally not accept transfer students?"
The girl in front whispered, "Do you even need to think about it? They must have money to back them up. Otherwise, how could a transfer student from a prestigious school get into the best class right away?"
Actually, many people didn't say it, but their thoughts were similar to those of these girls.
The girl, who was treated as the leader, withdrew her scrutinizing gaze. "She'd better be law-abiding, otherwise..."
She suddenly stabbed her chopsticks into the rice, the danger of which was self-evident.
Xia Zhen was not surprised at all that she had become the big news at school, nor did she feel uncomfortable. It's normal for someone as perfect as her to be the focus of attention wherever she goes, isn't it?
Xia Zhen returned to the classroom relatively early. There were only a few people sitting in the classroom, some reading and doing exercises, and others sleeping on their desks.
Of course, her deskmate also didn't leave his seat.
Xia Zhen sat back down and greeted him with a smile, "I'm back."
Lu Jin didn't look up. There was a lunchbox on his table. He slowly used the chopsticks in his hand to put a mouthful of white rice into his mouth.
Just like him, he eats very quietly, without making any noise when the chopsticks collide with the lunchbox.
The school has rules against eating in the classroom, but Lu Jin has difficulty moving around and cannot go to the cafeteria, so he became an exception.
Seeing Xia Zhen staring at Lu Jin with curiosity, the classmate sitting on the other side remarked, "Lu Jin's mother is really patient. She prepares meals for Lu Jin every day and brings them to school. My mother doesn't even want to get up early."
Xia Zhen looked at that classmate, "Isn't it convenient to eat in the cafeteria?"
"Lu Jin is a picky eater and doesn't like the food in the cafeteria."
Previously, Teacher Wen had advised Lu Jin that he could eat in the cafeteria and that his classmates could help him get his food at noon every day. However, at the parent-teacher meeting, Lu Jin's mother said with difficulty that Lu Jin was a picky eater and only liked to eat the food she made.
Teacher Wen didn't say much more.
Some people have said privately that Lu Jin is in poor health and has a lot of spoiled habits.
"But..." Xia Zhen rested her chin on her hand on the table, tilted her head, and said innocently, "If Lu Jin eats too much of this spicy food, won't it be bad for his health?"
The boy paused slightly in his grip on the chopsticks.
The male student who had just spoken was also taken aback. Yes, Lu Jin's lunchbox often contained strongly flavored foods like stir-fries. Even if they didn't understand albinism, logically speaking, eating like that occasionally would be a change of pace, but eating like that all the time...
Could it be that Lu Jin just has a taste for this, and his parents can't persuade him otherwise?
No, no, no, the doctor must have talked to the parents about this. Even the most doting parents wouldn't joke about their child's health.
The students in the classroom looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong, but they couldn't quite put their finger on it.
Xia Zhen moved her stool closer to Lu Jin, making the spiciness even more pungent.
Lu Jin finally turned his head to the side, his pale eyes looking at her calmly, his voice without any emotion, "Don't get so close to me."
Xia Zhen fully respected his opinion. She moved the stool back, but turned sideways, crossed her arms, and stared at him without blinking.
He tried to ignore her gaze, but it was so intense that he put down his chopsticks and looked at her again.
The two remained silent, as if they were competing to see who would give up first and look away.
The Chinese language representative and the math representative, who had just entered the classroom, exchanged glances.
The class representative for Chinese language asked, "What are they doing?"
Math class representative: "A staring contest?"
The class representative for Chinese language asked, "Who has big eyes, and who has small eyes?"
The math class representative said, "Yes, both of them have big eyes."
The class representative for Chinese: "Could it be... that they've fallen for each other!"
In an instant, everyone in the classroom turned to look at that corner.
Lu Jin: "..."
She had only been in their class for half a day, yet she had already turned what was usually the quietest corner of his classroom into the most eye-catching spot.
Even some people who loved watching the drama stopped reading and started whispering about who would lose this staring contest first. Lu Jin then chose to concede defeat.
His voice was cold and clear, "What exactly do you want?"
Xia Zhen said earnestly, "Lu Jin, I want to bribe you."
"...What are you saying?"
Xia Zhen said in a serious tone, "I used to often daydream in class and would miss the important points the teacher mentioned if I wasn't paying attention. But now I want to be a good student, so I want to borrow your notes to copy after each get out of class."
"Hey, new classmate!" someone reminded Xia Zhen, "Lu Jin's grades are only average in our class. If you want to copy notes, you should wait until our class's top student comes back and ask him for them!"
The academic genius he was referring to was Su Nuo from their class. No matter what the exam was, Su Nuo was always first in the grade, not only in academic subjects but also in physical education tests.
Xia Zhen doesn't even know everyone in her class yet, and she has absolutely no recollection of that academic genius.
She thanked the classmate who kindly reminded her, saying, "I understand, thank you."
Lu Jin lowered his eyes and remained silent.
"So, Lu Jin, would you like to borrow my notes to copy?"
Lu Jin was slightly taken aback. He looked up at her again and remained silent for a while before saying, "You can borrow it from someone else."
Xia Zhen covered her face with her hand and said shyly, "I'm shy, I'm embarrassed to ask others."
In what way does she seem to be thin-skinned?
Perhaps remembering that this girl had helped him not long ago, Lu Jin withdrew his gaze from her, moved the books on his desk in front of her, and said in a cold voice, "Take whatever you want to see."
"Lu Jin, you're such a kind person! To bribe you, I've decided to share half of my snacks with you from now on!" Xia Zhen rummaged through her bag and finally pulled something out, shoving it into the boy's hand with a "thud." "This is the down payment, please accept it."
It was a loaf of toast, and the contrast between the pink packaging and the pale skin on his hands made it seem even less harmonious.
This is a peach-flavored toast.
Lu Jin wanted to return it to her.
But Xia Zhen had already covered her mouth and yawned, "It's time for lunch break."
As soon as she finished speaking, with a "thud," she lay down stiffly, using the books piled on the table as a pillow, and closed her eyes.
...That was his book.
Not far away, the math class representative whispered to his deskmate, "What's the progress?"
The class representative for Chinese stroked his chin, then nodded with a mature and composed air, "I didn't realize our new classmate was so good at having fun."
Math class representative: "Huh?"
What games can they play?
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