Chapter Ninety-Two: A New Transfer Student
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The airport was crowded with people, and Gu Suyu and Jiang wantonly dragged a huge suitcase by themselves, as if they were not going to school, but to Japan for sightseeing.
There was an old lady Jiang standing next to the old man Jiang who wanted to speak and stopped, and Gu Su'an was in Jiang wanton's arms, grabbing her white neckline vigorously, for fear that if she let go, she would disappear.
"Grandpa, just send it here." Jiang wanton had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, warm and clean.
Old Man Jiang was reluctant, so he could only stop, "Wanton, if you don't want to go, you can continue to stay with your grandfather." ā
"Grandpa, it's okay." Jiang smiled wantonly and politely refused.
She may need some exposure to some new surroundings to calm down and think about it. Handed Gu Suan into Mrs. Jiang's arms, Jiang smiled at her wantonly, "Grandma, I'm leaving." ā
Mrs. Jiang moved her lips awkwardly, but she didn't say a word. The old man sighed, and he didn't intend to embarrass her.
"Wanton, remember to call family often."
Jiang nodded obediently, pinched Gu Su'an's little nose, and said softly: "Little guy, don't make trouble obediently, wait for me to come back." ā
Gu Su'an rolled his grape-sized eyes, as if he understood, and lay down obediently and didn't move.
Gu Su Yu screamed, "Is he my son?" Why listen to you so much! ā
Jiang raised his eyebrows wantonly and smiled without saying a word. Looking back at the crowd, there was no face I wanted to see. His expression was slightly condensed, he was such a smart person, he shouldn't have an accident, probably because he was delayed by something.
Gu Suyu looked at Jiang wantonly, stepped forward and patted her shoulder, "What do you want?" Let's go, the plane is about to take off. ā
Jiang nodded wantonly and took the lead in dragging his suitcase.
Tokyo, Japan.
The first university is in the beginning of the school season, and the school gate is very lively. I have long heard that a Chinese transfer student came to the third year of high school, and he looked like he was not a small one. But the morning has passed, and no one has seen the shadow of this mysterious transfer student.
"Look!" I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and there was a lot of uproar.
Jiang wantonly had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, turning a blind eye to everyone's suspicion or jealousy, sarcasm or disgust, and generously accepted everyone's attention to himself.
There are four classes in the third year of high school, and Jiang wanton was assigned to the first class of the third year of high school. The classroom didn't seem very spacious, and it was already full at this time, and it was obvious that Jiang Wanyi was the last in the entire class to arrive.
The teacher stood on the podium with a soft face, "Hello, I'm the homeroom teacher of the first class of high school, Ayako Sakurai." ā
Jiang wantonly hooked his lips and smiled, and nodded politely at her: "Hello, I'm Jiang wanton." ā
Sakurai Ayako looked at this transfer student from China in surprise, and a touch of praise crossed her eyes, "Your Japanese is very standard, have you learned it since you were a child?" ā
The affection in her eyes is as if Jiang wanton is a little girl who likes the land of Japan. In fact, what she thought was too outrageous, Jiang Ruxin was a woman who didn't know how to be satisfied, so no matter how perfect Jiang wanton was in the eyes of outsiders, she felt that Jiang wanton still needed to learn more. Jiang wanton is now proficient in the languages of at least five countries.
If you are not too heartless, who would like a country that has invaded their own land.
The smile on the corner of Jiang wanton's mouth was warm and clean, "Yes, teacher." ā
Sakurai Ayako's smile deepened, and she pointed to the window and said to her, "You are sitting next to Shuichi Minamino, who lives near the school, and can help you quickly get acquainted with this place." ā
"Thank you, teacher." Jiang politely thanked him and sat down by the window in the second row.
The boy named Shuichi Minamino had a slightly red face and looked at a loss. Jiang wantonly raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and said with a smile: "Are you nervous?" ā
Shuichi Minamino raised his head to look at the girl in front of him with a sweet smile, but half a head taller than himself, and pouted in disappointment: "Are you Chinese as tall as you?" ā
"I thought I was relatively short in my hometown." Jiang struck a wanton and merciless blow.
Shuichi Minamino retracted his gaze in an injured way, this cute girl, like everyone else, wanted to tease herself, and he could hear it.
Jiang wantonly raised his eyebrows and blinked, as if he understood what was coming.
"You seem to be sad?"
"I didn't." Shuichi Minamino retorted.
"Because you think I laughed at you?" Jiang speculated tentatively.
Shuichi Minamino frowned and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?" ā
Jiang Wanyi finally understood that this short boy had low self-esteem because of his height. The reason why he sat in the most inconspicuous corner of the class was because he had no friends and did not know how to interact with other people. Sakurai Ayako placed her in this position in the hope that she could change him, right?
Scold... She's not a nosy, kind girl.
"Hey!" Shuichi Minamino tries to swap back for a distracted girl.
"Huh?" Jiang looked at him wantonly, not knowing why.
"Do you have any friends?" He tried to communicate with her awkwardly, after all, it was a pleasure to know a foreign friend.
Jiang blinked wantonly and nodded, "Yes, what about you?" ā
"Iā" He stopped talking, as if considering how to answer hers.
"I guess you don't." Jiang wantonly didn't give him a chance to lie and told the truth.
"Yes!" His reaction seemed to be agitated, "I have no friends, none of them!" ā
After Shuichi Minamino finished speaking, he looked at her with sparkling eyes. It was like a child who wanted to ask an adult for candy. Jiang wantonly curled his lips with interest and said with a smile: "Then, you can try to hand in the first one." ā
"Right? I knew you would. Suddenly he smiled happily and opened his mouth like a child.
Although Sakurai Ayako was talking about all the things to pay attention to at the beginning of the school year, she was also secretly observing Jiang's wanton every move. At first, she was surprised that Jiang was able to communicate with the taciturn autistic boy easily, and in the end, she found that this girl seemed to have some kind of magic, and she had never seen Minamino Xiu smile so happy.
The boy sitting behind Minamino Hidei pursed his lips disdainfully and muttered to himself, "This woman has a broken brain? It's a waste of time to be friends with that idiot. ā
Nanno Shuichi's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, Jiang wantonly frowned, and said to the boy who spoke: "If the teacher didn't teach you what politeness is, it can only mean that even she thinks you are hopeless!" ā