Xu is time to secretly look at others always flies quickly, and before she knew it, the yellow-haired girl was already sitting in the back row, silently watching Chu Yan for a long time.

She didn't even notice herself, she was a little distracted.

I have to admit that the teenager looking out the window seems to have an inexplicable charm, especially when the sun shines on the side of his face, or when his eyelashes flutter slightly.

It seemed to be a beautiful scenery that could make people feel peaceful, so that the yellow-haired girl lay on the table, but her eyes unconsciously stayed in the young man's slightly sideways eyes.

The expression in those eyes was very peaceful, like a pool of still water, and only occasionally there were shallow ripples in the wind. People can't help but want to sink into it and feel the tranquility.

He should, and doesn't like people talking about him like that.

Then why didn't he say anything?

Inexplicably, the yellow-haired woman thought so.

But then, she woke up.

As if at last noticing that she had been staring at the boy for a long time, the yellow-haired woman buried her face in the crook of her arm in a slight panic, and silently closed her eyes, even though she was no longer sleepy.

She once again affirmed in her heart that this young man was not someone she could approach, so as to cut off other thoughts that she should not have.

Human society is a group that inevitably produces classes, no matter what stage, which system, and which environment is the same.

This is the truth that the yellow-haired girl has always believed in.

Including in what should be a simple campus life, people who are sociable, have excellent grades, have a wealthy family, and are good-looking will naturally be placed in the upper class of the crowd.

They will be cared for by their teachers, supported by their classmates, with more resources and more opportunities.

And students who are few words, have average grades, live in poverty, and are mediocre-looking will be pushed to the lower echelons of the crowd.

Teachers don't pay attention to them, classmates don't pay attention to them, and resources and opportunities can only pass them by.

These yellow-haired women are not meant to accuse anything, but to illustrate that this is a perfectly normal phenomenon.

Some people, because of their personality, family background, and appearance, are born without the ability to become the center of the crowd and reach the upper class, and can only change the status quo through hard work.

The yellow-haired woman thinks that she is this kind of person. Although she looks good, she doesn't have the eloquence to speak, and the financial pressure has made her lose time for socializing.

Therefore, now she is not qualified to enjoy any campus life at all. All you have to do is study hard and work hard, so that you can be admitted to a good university while taking care of your sister, so as to change the status quo of your life.

As for why she dyed her hair yellow, it was because she had a part-time job at the night club, and she dressed up exaggeratedly, so that she could avoid other people's provocations as much as possible.

As for Chu Yan, there is no doubt that in the eyes of the yellow-haired woman, he is the kind of natural upper class.

Clean and decent clothes, a reverie-inducing appearance, and a quiet and gentle temperament all make him destined to be sought after. Without even thinking about it carefully, the yellow-haired girl could roughly imagine Chu Yan's status in the eyes of her classmates and teachers in the future.

It is impossible for people like him to have any intersection with me, and forcibly going up to say hello will only bring humiliation upon himself.

With this mentality, the yellow-haired woman readjusted her mood and closed her eyes to rest.

She served a whole night of fruit bowls and drinks in the night club last night, and now if she doesn't take a break, she can't do her part-time job in the afternoon.

It was a job as a cashier cleaner at a convenience store, and I could go every weekend except today, and the job was easy, and the salary was paid daily.

For the yellow-haired woman, this is really a rare part-time job. It can ensure that she can also have a relatively stable source of income after the start of school. She didn't want to lose that opportunity because she made a mistake on the first day.

I heard from my boss that a guy would come and work with me on Sundays.

Thinking like this, the yellow-haired girl opened her eyes again and secretly glanced at Chu Yan.

Then she shook her head self-deprecatingly and thought with a wry smile.

Forget it, how could it be a boy like him.

This kind of boy, even at home, his family is probably reluctant to let him do housework, let alone let him come out to work.

Unless his family is really useless.

Time passed like this, and Chu Yan was still sitting in front of the yellow-haired woman and staring out the window.

At this time, he was still thinking about the mixed martial arts club.

I don't know if I can visit the club today, or will I have to wait until after the official start of school?

Will this club not allow boys to join?

It shouldn't matter if I sign up.

All kinds of uncertain factors made Chu Yan inevitably a little worried.

Until the classroom bell rang, the teacher hurriedly pressed the point into the classroom.

The boy finally came back to his senses and looked sideways at the teacher who had already stepped onto the podium.

The head teacher of this class is not very old, and in terms of demeanor and demeanor, he even looks like a fresh graduate who has just graduated.

Although it is difficult to imagine why a fresh graduate can become a class teacher, but judging by her nervous demeanor and slightly sweaty forehead, she really does not look like an experienced teacher.

At this time, she was wearing a black faculty outfit, holding a roster in her hand, and looked at everyone silently.

It wasn't until halfway through the ring that she opened the roster and began to call everyone's names.

In the process of roll call, Chu Yan gradually learned that the real name of the yellow-haired girl sitting behind him was Wang Ying, and her student number was at the front, and it was estimated that it would be easy to click on her when answering questions in class.

The tall girl sitting on her right is called Fu Yuming, with a fairly refreshing short hair and a sunny smile.

After the teacher called her name, she also glanced at Chu Yan and smiled gently, so that the young man left a good impression on her.

Sitting in front of Chu Yan was a girl with heavy glasses. His name is Shen Qiu, and he has been reading there since he sat down, probably the kind of person who is very good at learning.

In short, once the roll call was called, Chu Yan was asked to memorize the names of the classmates in the class. After the crossing, his memory seemed to have become much better, but he hadn't tested it much to a certain extent.

"Okay, okay. At this time, the teacher standing on the podium finally closed the roster and spoke.

"My name is Lin Lin, and if nothing else, I will be your homeroom teacher for three years. Because our school implements a class system after the second year of high school, you should also be classmates for three years. I hope you can get along well and cherish this time to be cherished. Now, I see that your seats are generally fine, do anyone still want to adjust their seats, if there is, just say it now, if not, we will sit like this in the future. ”

It must be admitted that the learning method of the class system is somewhat novel to Chu Yan, after all, he has only experienced the high school of the class system before.

How exactly does this situation work, like a university?

Thinking like this curiously, Chu Yan's high school life began again.