Shimizu High School.

The second class of the second year of high school.

Not only was Xia Naying not late today, but she was the first person to come to the classroom.

She took out her textbook to review her homework, and saw the school flower, Lonely Hanxue, walking in, and she greeted warmly: "Good morning, Lonely Hanxue." ”

Lonely Hanxue looked at Xia Naiying's eyes with disbelief, and then, with a polite nod, she walked to her seat.

Her attitude is neither gentle nor indifferent.

Xia Naiying felt that it was good for people to respond to her, and in the whole class and even the whole school, no one was willing to take care of her except for Lu Hui'er at the same table.

She looked sideways at Lonely Hanxue, wearing an elegant dress, delicate long black hair, a standard melon seed face, willow leaf eyebrows, Qiong nose and cherry lips, white skin and waist slender, the whole person is beautiful and dignified, gentle and quiet.

She is the school flower of Shimizu High School, the goddess in the minds of boys, and the role model in the minds of girls, not only because of her good looks and good grades, but also because she is a scholarly family, full of poetry and books, and her personality is also gentle and obedient, and her manners are generous.

Two people in the classroom.

Xia Naiying has a good impression of her, usually because of her part-time job to make money, she can't sleep well at night, most of the time she sleeps in class, and she falls behind a lot of homework, she thought about it, took out the homework book and walked to Lonely Hanxue's side: "Hanxue, I'm ...... I don't understand this question, your academic performance is so good, can you help me explain it? ”

Lonely Hanxue's eyes were slightly stunned, and then there was a soft smile in her eyes: "Classmate, I'm sorry, I can't do this question, you can ask the teacher." ”

Natsuno Sakura smiled back.

It is impossible for Lonely Hanxue to be the first in the school, of course, she refused so gently, Xia Naiying couldn't say anything, at least, people took care of themselves.

Students came in one after another.

A few people whispered, "Wow, isn't that a birthmark monster?" Came so early today and wasn't late? The sun is coming out in the west, right? ”

Natsu Nai Ying lowered her head and read the book.

A dark shadow appeared in her textbook, and when she raised her head, she faced a pair of eyes with contempt, and the owner of the eyes said in a sharp voice: "Yo, the birthmark monster came so early today?" ”

Xia Naiying bowed her head and ignored it.

Lu Meilan stretched out her hand and knocked on the desk: "Are you deaf?" I'm talking to you. ”

Xia Naiying gritted her teeth and looked up at her: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Lu Meilan looked at the birthmark on half of her face, made a cold expression, and then threw her homework book on her desk: "Help me with my homework." ”

Chen Xiangzhi, who was beside Lu Meilan, spoke: "We haven't eaten breakfast yet, go buy us breakfast." ”

Xia Naiying continued to pick up the textbook: "I write my own homework, and I want to buy it for breakfast." ”

"What the ......"

Lu Meilan slapped Xia Naiying's head and said in a rough voice: "Let you write your homework, what are you dragging?" ”

Chen Xiangyi kicked on the desk, the stationery box fell to the ground, and scolded: "The birthmark is weird, my sister asked you to buy breakfast, I can afford you, hurry up, or ......"

She threatened with a vicious look: "You won't have a good day today." ”

Xia Naiying suppressed her anger, she was helpless, poor and lonely, she couldn't offend them, if she offended, they would find trouble even more, her parents would find her aunt and uncle's house, the school would scold her, and she would be expelled if it was serious.

Grandma always expected herself to study hard and be admitted to a good university, and she had already deducted 2 points from her 10 credits.

Xia Naiying clenched her fingers and gritted her teeth: "I'm not going!" ”

Lu Meilan was so angry that she grabbed her ponytail, pulled it hard behind her, and grinned: "Are you itching?" Looking for a fight again? ”