Since Zhao ii entered the classroom, her eyes had been darting around all the female classmates’ faces, trying to guess which one was the "average-looking, big-eyed, and good student Wang Jiayue" that Da Bao ntioned.
"My na is Wang Jiayue, I co from....."
Zhao ii didn’t pay attention to what Wang Jiayue was saying; she was just craning her neck, trying hard to get a clear look at Wang Jiayue’s face.
Wang Jiayue was an extrely pale-skinned girl with a small face and big eyes; she spoke with her head slightly bowed, her back unconsciously hunched forward, presumably a very introverted person.
Wang Jiayue’s voice was very soft, like a mosquito’s hum. Many people in the class would only take a second look when they encountered soone they were interested in, so not many people noticed her.
After Wang Jiayue finished her introduction, she quietly sat down. Zhao ii looked at her delicate figure and sighed inwardly.
No wonder she didn’t think much of Da Bao; the two of them really didn’t make a good match.
Just when Zhao ii was staring blankly at Wang Jiayue, lost in thought, soone suddenly poked her lightly in the back twice. She turned her head and t a pair of cold eyes; the gaze was icy and indifferent, with no warmth.
Zhao ii’s narrow eyes slowly widened as she looked at the other party blankly: "What’s up?"
Zhang Zhao asked, "What did you say your na was just now?"
Zhao ii frowned: "Zhao ii."
Zhang Zhao thought for a mont and asked again, "Is it because you were pretty when you were young?" His tone carried a clear hint of doubt.
Zhao ii’s sensitive teenage heart felt as if it had been stabbed. She gave him a sideways glance with her thin eyelids, exuding her inherent bravado, and glanced at him with an air of defiance, coldly snorting: "No, I was actually really ugly when I was young... Then your na is Zhang Zhao; is it that in the future your boss will be very dark and also nad Bao?"
After Zhao ii finished speaking, she turned around.
Zhang Zhao stared steadily at the hair accessory on top of Zhao ii’s head, then suddenly burst into laughter. Before his smile could fully unfold, a boy sitting next to Zhao ii suddenly turned his head, his gaze guarded and hostile towards him, implicitly warning him.
The boy was quite handso, even prettier than most girls, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and fair skin.
Zhang Zhao frowned, one corner of his lips slowly curling up, and a faint hint of sarcasm appeared instantly.
The two locked eyes and simultaneously snorted coldly, both turning their gaze away.
After everyone had introduced themselves, Robber Hao roughly went over the school’s rules and regulations, and finally, with a wave of his large hand towards Zhao ii: "Zhao ii, weren’t you the class monitor in junior high? Now you can continue being the temporary one. We’ll hold another election after the mid-term exams. Lead the class to clean up the classroom, and once it’s satisfactory, you can all go ho."
Zhao ii stood up and agreed. After seeing off Robber Hao, she started assigning tasks with the familiarity of an old hand.
Having a good mory since childhood, Zhao ii went around the class with the roster and matched nas to faces, managing to rember more than half of the students.
Zhao ii’s thod of assigning tasks had always been fair. The girls did the lighter and more detailed work, while the boys were responsible for fetching water, mopping the floor, and taking out the trash. After the experience of sprinting for the high school entrance exam, everyone’s rebellious angles had been honed down; they were all half adults now, and no one bristled easily.
Everyone cooperated well with Zhao ii’s work, partly because they had a good impression of her and partly because they all wanted to finish cleaning and go ho as soon as possible.
After assigning tasks, Zhao ii had nothing to do, so she picked up a small rag and sidled up to Wang Jiayue, who was cleaning the windows.
She noticed that Wang Jiayue was indeed as Da Bao said, quite out of place. Other girls were mingling in twos and threes, quickly becoming familiar with a few words, but Wang Jiayue stood by herself, not talking to anyone, working with her head down. Her technique in cleaning the glass was quite unfamiliar, suggesting that she didn’t do much housework at ho.
Zhao ii greeted her, "Hi, Wang Jiayue."
Holding the rag, Wang Jiayue suddenly stopped wiping the glass, turned her head in surprise, and her big, bright eyes widened, her gaze full of obvious astonishnt.
Zhao ii was taken aback by her stare, blinked her eyes twice, then finally rembered what she wanted to say. She smiled and said, "My na is Zhao ii, nice to et you."
Wang Jiayue glanced at her, nodded slightly, turned back around, and continued to face the glass, showing clearly she had no intention of continuing the conversation.
Zhao ii hit a soft but firm wall; she squinted her eyes, feeling this Wang Jiayue wasn’t very likable.
Just as Zhao ii was about to bring up Da Bao, she heard a female classmate call out, "Class monitor, the glass up there is too high; we can’t reach it."
Zhao ii looked up and saw that it was indeed very high. She estimated the height and then called to the tall figure rinsing a mop by the back door: "Hey! Zhan Zhao! Co over here!"
The whole class collectively looked in the direction Zhao ii was gesturing and saw Zhang Zhao raising his head with a bewildered expression.
Poof! Everyone burst into laughter!!
Zhao ii grinned at him, "Co here, this glass up here is too high, the girls can’t reach; you step on a chair to help us wipe it. We’ll hold the chair for you."
Zhang Zhao hesitated for a mont, then casually tossed aside the mop, walked over, and when he got close, said in a muffled voice, "My surna is Zhang."
Zhao ii chuckled twice, familiarly patting his arm, "Just joking with you! Hey! Could you lend us a hand? You’re the one with the clear advantage here!"
Zhang Zhao looked at the glass and frowned, "? What advantage do I have?"
Zhao ii giggled, "Long legs! You’re the one in our class with the longest legs!!"
Zhao ii handed him a rag and instructed the other two female classmates, "Co on, help stack up the chairs."
Zhang Zhao stopped them: "No need!" After speaking, he directly lifted his leg, stepping onto a chair and standing on the table, extending his arm just enough to reach the highest part of the glass.
Zhang Zhao was wearing a pair of sweatpants, which usually looked loose, but when he stretched his arm to clean the glass, his thighs, due to standing on tiptoe, tensed into firm lines. His T-shirt was pulled up, revealing a section of his fit waist. It seed his pants waist was a bit loose, as the curve of his back beca increasingly exposed, almost escaping into a round bulge.
The girls standing below awkwardly glanced around, not knowing where to look, their hearts fluttering.
Zhao ii also noticed and kindly tapped Zhang Zhao’s thigh, "Hey!"
Zhang Zhao withdrew his arm, turned, and looked down at her.
Zhao ii pursed her lips.
Zhang Zhao frowned, obviously not understanding.
Zhao ii reminded him, "Your pants are about to fall!"
Zhang Zhao: "....."
It wasn’t until then that Zhang Zhao noticed the awkward stares from the girls nearby. He quickly reached out to pull up his pants; just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao ii had already turned to supervise the other students in their work.
Zhang Zhao looked at her back, pursed his lips, and turned back to continue cleaning the glass.
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