Because of a few more turns, I was sweating profusely from the scorching sun.

His face was flushed, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the small fan didn't work at all.

When some parents saw Qi Qian, they hurriedly grabbed the little girl next to them and warned the little girl: "You are still a student, but you must not wear such a short skirt, what is it like." ”

"Mom, I won't."

"That's right, you can only learn well in school, and you can only play with students with good grades, you know, those bad students, students who are not careful, you don't say a word to them."

Qi Qian just felt ridiculous when he heard this.

With a sneer in his heart, he slowly walked to the bulletin board, where many students were standing.

Deyang No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in the whole city B, with the highest admission rate and the highest undergraduate admission rate.

There are many classmates in the same grade as her in junior high school, as well as classmates, none of these people don't know Qi Qian, and they saw Qi Qian shaking his fan and walking towards the bulletin board.

hurriedly said to the people around him: "Qi Qian is here." ”

"Qi Qian is here? She's in the same school as us. ”

"I thought she went to a higher aristocratic school or went abroad."

There are also some junior high schools that are not in the same school as her, but when they heard the name Qi Qian, they all looked at it curiously: "Wow, that's Qi Qian, so beautiful." ”

"It's so beautiful, there were boys in our class who went to Qi Qiandi School to see her, I heard that Qi Qian in XX was very beautiful, and this time I finally saw me, and it was even more beautiful than I imagined."

Some boys don't just look at their faces like girls, they lean against the wall and look more at their bodies.

", you're in good shape."

"The face is good, and he looks really fairy."

Qi Qian saw his class on the bulletin board, Class 3 of the first year of high school.

She only glanced at her class, then thought of Xiao Chen, and looked down line by line, but she didn't see Xiao Chen's name in the first and third classes of high school.

I don't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or feel uncomfortable, but Qi Qian feels that his heart is empty.

Before the first grade was divided, there were five top classes, and the rest were ordinary classes.

The top five are all top classes, and the grades of the 200 students in the top class are randomly scrambled, and the students are assigned in which class they are in.

Each class has a good class and registration office, and the registration office for the third class is in the teacher's office, on the second floor of the first high school teaching building, and the head teacher Zhang Mingming.

The name sounded lively, Qi Qian looked at the scorching sun outside, and didn't want to go out at all.

There are a lot of people here on the bulletin board, people touching people, one after another, Qi Qian can smell all kinds of smells in the air, there is the smell of sweat, there are some pungent smells, and the smell of perfume is also there.

Qi Qian hurriedly left to find the teacher's office, but she was still a former junior high school class who saw Qi Qian showing her the way, and she found it.

That junior high school classmate is now in the same class as her, and that junior high school classmate used to be her class president, which is really lucky.

The squad leader is a boy with black glasses, very thin and shy.

Why did Qi Qian think he was shy?

Because every time Qi Qian went to hand in his homework, or asked the squad leader to ask for leave, his face was red in the class.

For example, this time, the squad leader took Qi Qian to the teacher's office on the way, his face was familiar, and his voice was very small, and he kept looking ahead and didn't dare to look around, and when he walked to the back, Qi Qian found that the squad leader had the same hands and feet.