Wen Mian: "I'm allergic, and my face isn't all yet." ”

"Well, are you going to the office building to find a teacher? Which class are you in? Qiao Liangdui thought of something, "Transferred halfway, it should be class Z in the second year of high school, I just know which teacher it is, I'll take you there." ”

Wen Mian was worried, but he still asked politely, "Won't it be troublesome?" ”

"What's the trouble?" Qiao Liangdui smiled, "You're not polite with me." ”

Wen Mian nodded, "Thank you." ”

Qiao Liangdui is one year older than her, one year older than her, and is now in her third year of high school.

"By the way, I work in the student council at school, so you can ask me for help with anything."

The two of them walked towards the office building while chatting casually.

Qiao Liangdui took her to the head teacher's office and left, and it was almost time for class. Tell her that if she has something, she can send him WeChat.

The homeroom teacher of Class Z is surnamed Song, a middle-aged man in his forties, who teaches English. Wen Mian heard that the teachers in private schools were strict, but she didn't expect that Teacher Song was very enthusiastic when she saw her, and she was just about to start class, and she had to take her directly to the classroom.

"Wen Mian, how was your previous academic performance?" Teacher Song walked in front of Wen Mian and asked with a smile.

Wen Mian replied obediently: "It's okay, Teacher Song." ”

"Our class......" Teacher Song sighed, "Seeing that you are so well-behaved, the teacher is really afraid that you will not be able to stay in the class." ”

Class Z, that's a class of gentlemen, a rich kid, very arrogant. The girls are okay and obedient, but the bunnies are ...... He is powerless if he wants to manage it.

There are a few grades that are okay, and they are also transferred halfway like Wen Mian.

Wen Mian was surprised, "Is our class really so scary?" ”

"It's not terrible, is it?" Teacher Song shook his head, "It's just that the learning atmosphere is not very good, but in fact, it is still very united, and I believe that my students have great potential!" Wen Mian, you have to come on. ”

Seeing that he was full of passion, Wen Mian tilted his head, and his tone was very sincere, "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." ”

"Okay, okay."

While speaking, the two of them had already walked to the door of Class Z.

Teacher Song went in first and explained to the students.

Wen Mian stood at the door, and heard the chaos in the class, and there was everything. There are about forty or fifty seats in a class, and there are more than a dozen seats with books on the table but empty, it should be ...... Skipping class.

"Okay, everyone should unite and love the transfer students in the future." Teacher Song beckoned, "Student Wen, come in, introduce yourself first." ”

Wen Mian entered the classroom, and the classmates in the class were still stretching their necks to see what the transfer student looked like, and saw her wearing a mask-

"What a mystery is there when you wear a mask."

"That's right."

"Isn't it ugly and afraid to see people, hahahaha."

"I think she has pretty good eyes, she should be a beauty."

"What if there's a bucktooth under the nose!"

“……”

Teacher Song raised his voice, "Everyone is quiet, united and friendly, how many times have I said it!" ”

"My name is Wen Mian, I'm sorry, I wear a mask because my face is allergic and I'm not well......," Wen Mian bowed, "Please take care of me in the future." ”

The girl's voice is delicate, and the hazy and hazy blocked by the mask is not very real, but this voice ...... It's really sweet.

The students quieted down and wanted to know what kind of face was under the mask.

Teacher Song: "Mr. Wen, there is only one empty table left in the class, you can sit there first, the one without books." ”