Ning Xixi, who was lying on the desk drowsy, suddenly raised her head.
Surprise and joy appeared in her eyes.
Cheng Youran!
Her best friend in Middle School No. 47!
"I co from Middle School No. 47, and I hope to get along well with everyone in my future studies and life." After speaking, Cheng Youran smiled with her eyes curved.
The expected warm welco did not occur; everyone just gave her a cold glance.
"Huh, from Middle School No. 47."
"Can anyone join Class S now?"
"Oh gosh, aren’t her shoes those $50 street stall goods?"
Hearing those comnts, Cheng Youran’s face turned red with embarrassnt, and she awkwardly tucked her feet back.
Shi Nianchu furrowed his brows: "Go sit next to Ning Xixi."
"Okay." Cheng Youran lowered her head and sat to the right of Ning Xixi.
"Everyone, get ready for class, the first subject is Chinese." After speaking, Shi Nianchu stepped away.
But before he left the classroom, he glanced over at where Cheng Youran was sitting, looking sowhat worried.
Once the teacher left, the class imdiately beca noisy.
Ning Xixi pinched her own face; "I’m not dreaming, am I? Youran, is it really you?"
As soon as she saw Ning Xixi, Cheng Youran swept away her previous gloom and said cheerfully, "I couldn’t believe it myself when I received the exchange student application form yesterday. I filled it out in the afternoon, and soone delivered Muying’s uniform in the evening, asking to report today!"
Otherwise, with her family background and grades, she could never enter a high school like Muying.
"That’s great, from now on we’ll be in the sa school, the sa class!"
The two girls chatted warmly, hand in hand.
Beside them, Ji Yebai calmly flipped through his textbook.
His side vision caught the smiling Ning Xixi, and the corners of his mouth also lifted slightly.
......
Break ti.
Ning Xixi and Cheng Youran went to the restroom together, passing through the corridor when a girl harshly bumped into Cheng Youran.
"Ah..." Cheng Youran almost fell over from the bump, but not only did the girl not apologize, she also had a haughty attitude, "Good dogs don’t block the way! Move aside!"
Cheng Youran said angrily, "What do you an? It’s you who bumped into !"
"Heh, what right do you have to talk to ?" The girl scornfully looked at Cheng Youran’s clothes, "If you’re poor, don’t co to a noble school."
Ning Xixi’s expression cooled down: "Hey, you, apologize!"
"What?" The girl sneered, "Apologize to this poor student? Sorry, my dictionary doesn’t have those words."
"Fellow student, you bumped into soone and didn’t apologize, that was your mistake." A gentle, soothing voice spoke, and the three girls turned toward the source of the voice.
A boy about 178cm tall, with features that seed ticulously sculpted, had a warm smile with his eyes squinting as if he could heal anything, like an angel.
He was dressed in a black school uniform, with a silver badge pinned on his chest, reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight.
"Presi-President..." The girl, as if facing a powerful enemy, quickly bowed to Cheng Youran: "Classmate, I’m sorry, it was my fault just now."
After apologizing, she ran off swiftly, as if avoiding so fierce flood or beast.
Ning Xixi was puzzled; "President" seed so nice, why did she run away?
Her gaze caught the school badge on his chest—Yan Yichen.
Ning Xixi’s expression froze.
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