"Crack, don't you say?"

Xi Chen turned his head and saw a teenager leaning against the locker in the back, with his head down, his headphones plugged in and his arms folded.

Short black hair hangs down, three-dimensional facial features, eyes are closed, and eyelashes are long.

Xichen: ......

Really, I don't care about my little fiancée at all.

Xi Chen complained in his heart, then shook his head and looked away.

It didn't take long for the class bell to ring, and the students who were sitting in all directions also stood up and went back to their seats.

Xichen stood up, took the finished box, and said, "Crack, let's go first." ”

"......" did not respond.

Several people looked at each other, and Shang Lu smiled gently and signaled to leave.

Xi Chen pursed his lips, he was really indifferent to death, they had been teammates for several years......

After a while, a long-haired female teacher wearing a black professional skirt and holding a lesson plan walked in with a girl.

Facing the noisy students below, the female teacher was still smiling, clapped her hands, and said, "Students, be quiet, let me introduce to you, this is a new student in our class, An Xiaoli, everyone is welcome!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the girl next to him.

Many people in the classroom looked up, only to see a girl standing on the podium with a schoolbag on her back, wearing the first-year school uniform of Shengyuan High School, her hair tied up, and a pair of fair and tender legs, a small face was clear and delicate, her eyes were clear, and she looked extremely well-behaved.

The clear and warm sunlight outside the window shone in, making her small figure look a little softer.

There are many rich children in the class, but they have rarely seen this type.

"Hello new classmates."

Some of the boys whistled and burst into laughter.

The female teacher was in a cold sweat, smiling stiffly, Shengyuan High School gathered rich children from all over the country, and all the people who could enter Shengyuan were either rich or expensive, either rich and powerful, or poor students who studied well, she heard about it when she first applied for employment in this school.

In this, any student who makes a fuss may make her lose her job.

So, the female teacher turned her head and smiled at An Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, you go down and sit, just sit ......"

She looked under the stands, looking for an empty seat, and raised her finger to point, and when her finger landed on the last row of teenagers who were listening to the music with their heads down, she hesitated, and then saw an empty seat in front of him.

"Ah, there." The female teacher said to An Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, why don't you just sit there." ”

An Xiaoli's hand hanging by her side tightened involuntarily, and after a while, she walked to the penultimate row.

And the Jiulan crack in the last row, perhaps because of listening to music with headphones plugged in, did not react at all.

An Xiaoli exhaled lightly, sat down, and began to organize the books in her school bag.

Her table mate was a girl with long hair, just a little chubby, delicate facial features, and a very cute smile, and took the initiative to greet her: "Hi." ”

An Xiaoli turned her head and nodded at her.

"Hello."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but speak: "I don't think your accent is from Los Angeles, where are you?" ”

"Yunxi Town." An Xiaoli said.

Yunxi Town? The girl had never heard of the name of the place, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Is it my country?"

An Xiaoli thought for a while and said, "Well, in a small county town in the south. ”

“…… Oh. ”

The girl nodded a little incomprehensibly, anyway, she was a mess of studying, and she was confused about any geographical location.