The man looked at the picture on his phone and blurted out, "Wow, holy crap."
Could it be that Y God is in a relationship now?
No way, how is there not a single piece of news about it?
It took him a while to recover, and his fingers quickly tapped the screen, his face full of gossip.
[Who did you give it to?]
[Do you have a girlfriend now?]
[Oh my, which girl couldn’t think clearly enough to get taken by you, this wolf?]
Even after sending several ssages, he still felt it wasn’t enough and started bombarding the group chat.
[Big news, the Y God who doesn’t like won has finally blossod.]
[Not only blossod, but he also personally drew a design and asked to expedite its production.]
The people in the group laughed at the first ssage he sent, saying Y God would only blossom if the world was ending.
But when the second ssage appeared, everyone was shocked. He described it with such detail that it might just be true.
As several people in the group were still doubtful, a picture was sent out.
Seeing the ticulously designed dress and accessories, along with the elegant letter Y in the bottom right corner, they were all stunned.
Who is Y?
He is the world’s most outstanding designer, with a mysterious identity, a mysterious appearance, and even his whereabouts are unknown.
Yet, such an enigmatic person casually participated in a past competition out of boredom and won the championship, catching the world’s attention.
Once anything he designed goes on sale, that’s when everyone competes to buy it.
At that ti, they thought Y God was unapproachable, always wearing a mask and not interested in won, thinking he would have nothing to do with won his whole life.
But now seeing him personally design sothing for soone he likes, how could they not be shocked?
After a while.
Soone in the group finally spoke up.
[I just want to know who that person is.]
[If this news gets out, it will surely cause a big stir.]
[That’s right, not to ntion others, just those socialites who admire Y God, they probably won’t take it lightly either.]
Julian Sia glanced at the information on the screen, then nonchalantly looked away, indifferent to the group’s topic.
Once the items arrive, further developnts can begin.
His previously calm eyes now carried a warm smile.
...
For the seniors, the last winter break could be described as bittersweet.
The people in Class Six spent nearly the entire holiday soaking in study materials and exercises.
As soon as school started, Brighsong High returned to its usual hustle and bustle.
The Class Six classroom was also bustling with noise and excitent.
"Did you all finish your exercises?"
Soone asked, and after a mont of silence, voices soon responded.
"Of course, we finished."
"Exactly, who would dare co to the classroom if they hadn’t finished?"
"You guys don’t know, my parents were overjoyed to find out the materials were from Claire. They almost wanted to bring over gifts again."
"Sa with my folks, thankfully, I stopped them in ti."
Otherwise, with Claire’s responsible nature after receiving gifts, they’d probably have to sleep with their study materials.
Claire Green entered the classroom, her hands in her pockets, always looking laid-back in her uniform, and her other hand holding her backpack as she strolled in slowly.
Seeing everyone, she raised her eyebrows slightly and curved her attractive lips, "You’re here quite early."
Her lazy eyes swept around the room, she casually tossed her bag onto the teacher’s desk, and pulled a chair over to sit down.
Without a care in the world, she said, "Since you’re here, show what you’ve done."
Having not seen each other for a while, everyone was still dazed when they heard her words, and they snapped back to attention.
Watching her carefully review their study materials from the podium, they felt relieved.
Luckily, they had finished everything.
An hour later.
Claire Green closed the last book, raised her eyelids slightly, and there was a bit of joy on her pretty face.
"Not bad."
As soon as she spoke, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense hearts finally settled down.
...
When Grace Carter finally arrived, she saw the whole class already naturally imrsed in their revision, and she smiled in approval.
Hearing the commotion, everyone first looked up, then lowered their heads to continue reviewing their materials.
Little Grace probably doesn’t have much to say, studying is more important.
Seeing this.
Grace Carter’s mouth twitched a little, and she clapped her hands, speaking with a smile, "There’s less than three months left until the college entrance exams, and everyone’s progress and effort over the past half-year is evident. So I hope you don’t slack off in these final months of sprinting."
"Don’t worry, we’re following Claire. There’s absolutely no problem," Harry Lewis cheerfully replied.
"Exactly, who would dare slack off with Claire around?"
Hearing their words, Grace Carter’s smile deepened, and she turned her head to look at the girl playing gas in the last row, speaking softly.
"Claire Green, co with for a mont."
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green moved her fingers slightly, and languidly said, "Hmm, let finish this round first."
Everyone: "..."
It has to be said, Claire is really bold.
Anyone else would imdiately follow when Little Grace called them.
She’s the only one asking Little Grace to wait for her to finish playing the ga.
Grace Carter was at a loss for words with that response, and after a while, she helplessly smiled, "Alright, I’m not in a hurry."
Although Grace Carter said as much, Claire Green still sped up her actions and quickly finished the ga.
As they watched the two leave, everyone in the classroom was full of curiosity.
School has just started, what could they need Claire for?
...
"You want to take turns lecturing, are you guys still half asleep?"
Claire Green leaned back in her chair, her long fingers casually tapping the desk, her eyes calm as still water.
Grace Carter also knew that the school’s decision was a bit unreasonable, but with the college entrance exams approaching, they needed to find ways to help the students improve their grades as much as possible in the final stretch.
For this reason, the school even held a eting to discuss it.
"Just a little ti every day will do," Grace Carter said sowhat sheepishly.
Hearing this.
The tapping on the desk stopped, Claire Green’s lazy eyes flashed with cool indifference, "Do you think I have a lot of patience?"
Taking on Class Six was already outside her plans.
And now they want her to take on other classes too, since when did she seem so easy to talk to?
Grace Carter’s expression stiffened, unsure how to respond.
At this mont.
Lia Zeller, sarcastically remarked, "Oh, aren’t you so capable? Teaching one class is teaching, teaching several classes is also teaching, or do you discriminate between classes?"
The office fell into dead silence.
"Discrimination."
Claire Green chuckled, her crimson lips curved, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes, "I do have quite an aversion to beasts, especially those who bark at everyone they see."
The teachers present were all experienced people, and such a deliberate insinuation caused so to stifle their laughter.
Serves her right.
While the teacher-student conversation was going on, Lia Zeller just had to make sarcastic remarks, thinking Claire Green’s temper was a joke.
"Alright, alright! Claire Green insults teachers again and again, I must report you," Lia Zeller said, her head spinning with anger, her finger trembling as she pointed at Claire.
She should have done everything she could to stop the principal from accepting her, and none of this would have happened.
Claire Green lowered her eyes and laughed lightly, her slender index finger tapping the table again.
The slow sound seed to hit one’s heart, as cold as ice.
Just as so teachers were about to speak, Claire’s dark eyes swirled with a cold detachnt, her aura powerful.
"I’m waiting, make sure you report well."
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