"Who is she?"
"I don't know. It seems I'm seeing her for the first ti in the class.''
"But then, why do I find her familiar?"
'' too. I think I have seen her too."
Her lips twitched as she heard the comnts of the fellow classmates. But without paying much attention to any of it, Yu i walked towards the desk that was supposed to be hers according to her mory.
She kept her bag on the desk before taking a seat.
The sound of discussions rose a pitch higher this ti.
"Why is she sitting on the man chaser's seat?"
''Are they related?"
''I think she must be a new student or else why would she sit on that ugly bitch's seat?"
"Yeah, that's possible."
Not even for a mont did soone think she was the sa ugly bitch they were talking about. Although such reactions were a bit unexpected, but Yu i was not surprised. Two months have passed since she took over this body.
And her face that was scar-ridden have turned crystal clear because of her special body conditions, the healthy eating habits and her habit of drinking plenty of water. It has been weeks since she joined the gym and started her dications.
Even though she was not slim yet but her belly was not bulging a few inches out neither was her flesh jiggling from her arms or thighs like before. Especially after her birthmark fully appeared on her chest, she found herself losing weight faster than before. The changes would not be visible for those who saw her everyday but those who have not seen Yu i Zhen since months will notice the changes in her.
But it was still a bit over the top that these fellow classmates failed to recognize her.
Right at this mont, a lady in her late 40s entered the classroom.
"Good Afternoon, students," She greeted and the students greeted her back.
The lady was usually addressed by the students as Professor Zhang. Not only she was their Chinese professor, she was the associate professor of their class too. And Yu i did not have that much of a good feeling about It.
Professor Zhang adjusted her round glasses lying atop her nose. She put the register and books in her hand on the large table and walked towards the front desk.
"Stand up!" She coldly said to the girl sitting in the front.
The girl stood up, a bit frightened.
"Get out of the class right now."
"Pr-Prof….''The girl stuttered.
"Get out," Professor Zhang slamd one of her hands on the table.
'Ouch…that must have hurt,'Yu i looked at the poor hand in pity. It's fine if you are angry, why harm yourself?
Just as the girl took a few steps, Professor Zhang's cold voice rang behind her, "This is my class, not a fashion show. Unless you trim your nails properly, don't co here again."
As the girl walked out of the classroom, Professor Zhang's gaze road around the class, "I have said it many tis but in case you forgot about it, let repeat it for you. When I step inside this class, I don't want to see superstars from entertainnt industry. Girls, no makeup, no lipstick, properly trimd nails. And boys," She pointed at one guy from the back, "Get out of my class. You can co back after you change your rainbow hair colour."
There were so rustling sounds in the background and Yu i turned around to find a girl hiding under the table biting her nails with all her mind.? There was another girl in the second row rubbing her lips on her bag to get the matte lipstick off them.
She shook her head in pity. Alas, she wanted to offer handkerchief to her but it was not possible anyway.
Yu i pursed her lips. Maybe military people would give a little leeway.
"So, class. The vacations were extended because of the unexpected blizzard that hit Beijing by the unanimous decision of the board. But I hope you rember the rules of my class. Let's take the attendance first,'' She brought the register from her desk before calling the students, "Roll no 1..''
"Present.'
"Roll No 49…Roll No 50…..Roll No 81…"
No response.
"Roll No 81?" Still, there was no response. Professor Zhang adjusted her glasses as she read the na of the student, "Roll No 81, Yu i Zhen?"
"Present,'' Yu i who was sitting in her seat comfortably imdiately shot up. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize that her Roll no was 81.
'How careless of !' She sighed in her mind.
It was only then she noticed the eerily hushed surroundings.
"Yu i Zhen?" Professor Zhang repeated lowering her glasses, rubbing her eyes a little.
Yu i nodded, "Present Prof.''
Whispers and murmurs shot up in the classroom as the students glanced at the girl claiming to be Yu i Zhen.
She was dressed in a light lavender coloured dress that reached below her thighs and it was paired with an expensive white sneakers. Her long dark hair was tied in a thick beautiful braid as it fell in front of her shoulder. A few loose strands of her hair frad her doll-like round face. Those cheeks were as soft and smooth as baby's, milky white in colour.
Though chubby, but the girl was no where near the extrely fat and ugly Yu i Zhen.
She could feel the gazes of the students and even the professor on her. Yu i lowered her head to look at her outfit which was prepared by Jun Zixuan. Both the mother and son played dress-up with her for 1 hour before she ca to university. In fact, Jun Zixuan had prepared more than 30 outfits for her.
Looking at the exaggerated preparations and excitent for the mother-son duo to doll her up, one would think that they were marrying off their daughter in so distant countries instead of sending her to university.
"Professor Zhang, I have sothing to say," A girl raised her hand.
Professor Zhang glanced at her, ''Speak."
"She is not Yu i Zhen.''
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