Chuncheng is a city where it is spring all year round.
September is the beginning of another school year.
Most students have no chance to retract their excited hearts and have to enter school with great difficulty.
This resulted in the classroom being filled with the sounds of students chattering excitedly and complaining.
The originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet after the head teacher, Nun Miejue, came in with a serious face.
"Everyone, please be quiet. This is a new transfer student from Haicheng. She will be a member of our class from now on. Please get along well with her classmates."
After the head teacher finished speaking, he looked at Xiang Manxing who was standing beside him and motioned for her to introduce herself.
Xiang Manxing walked to the podium with a cold face and spoke without any stage fright.
"Hello everyone, my name is Xiang Manxing, and I'm from Haicheng."
She spoke very briefly, and many classmates felt that she was not an easy person to get along with.
The sharp-eyed classmates have begun to analyze whether she is rich or an ordinary person based on her clothes.
His clothes are not branded, he looks like an ordinary person.
I just don’t know how to study.
Xu Linya, who was known as the "informed person" in the class, was fantasizing in her heart.
"School starts today. Please take your seats wherever you like. The teacher will reassign seats based on grades after the monthly exam."
"Okay, teacher."
He nodded to Manxing and watched the homeroom teacher leave.
There are still seven or eight minutes left before morning self-study. After the head teacher left, the classroom became noisy again.
Xiang Manxing looked at the unfamiliar classmates, looked around and quickly locked onto an empty seat.
He quickly walked straight to the last table in the fourth group with the book in his arms.
Many classmates in the class subconsciously watched her movements, and when they saw her really sit down, they couldn't help but gasp.
In Class 12 of Senior 3, everyone knew that the seat in the last row belonged to Jiang He.
Cheng Hao in the front row looked at Xiang Manxing and kindly explained why he chose this seat.
"Xiang Manxing, this position is reserved for Brother He. You should choose another position."
"Why?"
If she could act a little more gentle in front of the teacher.
But she didn't intend to pretend in front of her classmates. She glanced at Cheng Hao coldly and didn't intend to move.
Cheng Hao was overwhelmed by the aura and swallowed nervously.
"Brother He is the school bully. If I piss him off at the start of the school term, then..."
He was about to explain when Xiang Manxing suddenly reached out and slapped the table.
"What a coincidence! I'll be the next school bully. I'll protect you from now on. Now shut up and turn around."
Cheng Hao looked at the fierce Xiang Manxing and nodded wisely without giving any more advice.
Although he had never seen Brother He hit a girl, he was not sure whether Brother He would do so.
Want to be a school bully? She was joking.
Is she, a little girl, thinking she can imitate He Da and challenge the hooligans from the vocational school next door?
Xiang Manxing didn't know that her arrogant words had successfully scared the classmates who wanted to talk to her and made them sit back in their seats.
Could it be that the student who came here is a gangster?
This class is not a good class, but it is not a bad class either. It is in the middle. They faced Xiang Manxing, who might be a thorn in the side, and they successfully did not dare to disturb him.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Xiang Manxing put the books in order with satisfaction, took out a textbook and put it on the table, then took out a draft book and started to scribble and rewrite something.
During this period, many students came in one after another. After some classmates’ explanation, they tacitly did not go to communicate with Xiang Manxing, who had a very cold aura.
Gradually, the seats around her became empty except for Cheng Hao's.
It was not until the very end that a girl in a washed-out school uniform came and sat down next to her, which was the last seat in the third group, with her head lowered.
Jiang He appeared leisurely from behind with one hand in his pocket at the last minute of class.
The classroom became noticeably quieter after he came in, and it was clear that he still had some authority.
He looked at the girl sitting in his seat and his pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.
“This is my place.”
Xiang Manxing heard this impatient tone and answered without even raising his head.
"Is the classroom your home? It's first come, first served."
When Jiang He heard the unfamiliar voice, he squinted his eyes and looked at Xiang Manxing carefully.
Xiang Manxing has short hair that reaches his neck and bright facial features. He wears a denim jacket on the upper body and tight black pants on the lower body. He looks cool and handsome.
"Brother He, she's a new transfer student named Xiang Manxing."
"Brother He, if you don't like it, why don't you take my seat?"
Cheng Hao looked at the situation and spoke in time.
All 53 students in their class are seated, and the only one who has no one sitting next to her is the reserved girl.
But it seems that Xiang Manxing will not go either, so it would be safer for him to switch seats with his deskmate.
"No, I'll sit here!"
Jiang He looked at the arrogant Xiang Manxing, then pulled out a stool and sat inside.
Are you kidding? He's a handsome guy, how could he be afraid of a little girl like her?
The people in the classroom saw that there was no fight and couldn't help but wonder if it was because Jiang He didn't use force against girls?
Once, a boy sat in his seat and was dragged to the stairwell and beaten up by him.
After that, almost no one dared to talk to him.
Soon the class bell rang.
Seeing that the two were fine, Cheng Hao turned around and prepared to go to class.
Tap tap
The English teacher walked into the classroom with a textbook.
"Hello, everyone. I'm your new English teacher for this semester. You can just call me Teacher Li. If you have any questions, you can always ask me after class. Now, take out your textbooks and turn to page one to begin class."
Li Yunhui briefly introduced herself and prepared to start the lecture.
She is a recent college graduate and is not much older than Xiang Manxing and the others.
Because the teacher was a beautiful one, the more active male students in the class did not have any difficulty. They took out their lessons and followed her steps to prepare for the class.
But there was one exception.
After class, Jiang He lay down on the desk and fell asleep, completely ignoring the teacher.
Xiang Manxing glanced at Jiang He who was sleeping facing the wall, silently spread out the English textbook in front of him, and continued to record his inspiration in his notebook.
She will become an excellent singer in the future!
Other old subject teachers basically don't pay attention to Jiang He, but Li Yunhui is new and passionate about teaching. What she hates most is students who don't pay attention in class.
Even though her uncle, the head teacher, had told her not to bother with the boy in the back row, she still walked over in high heels, very angry.
When Xiang Manxing noticed the teacher coming, he finally calmed down and quickly put the notebook back into the desk, pretending to read.
Of course she didn't remind Jiang He.
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