Silver Hill Middle School, 7 a.m.

In the spacious corridor, there were bursts of oh shouts, Qiao Xinmei, who seemed to be radiating light, greeted the boys and girls with a sweet smile and said good morning, as if she was not an exchange student, and she also wore Yinshan's school uniform today, revealing snow-white thighs under the skirt of the school uniform, neither fat nor thin.

"It's beautiful, it's just an angel."

"I really want to protect this smile ......"

"Eh, she just called me by name, you know."

Listening to the whispered discussion coming from behind her, Qiao Xinmei, who felt her charm, slightly hooked the corners of her mouth in an arc that was not easy to be noticed, and then walked towards her class.

However, at the corner of the door, Qiao Xinmei accidentally bumped into a boy, she glanced at the boy's face, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry classmate Wang Nan, it's okay, right?" ”

"Ah, it's fine."

Wang Nan was also surprised, what surprised him was not that Qiao Xinmei bumped into him, but that she was able to remember her name, you must know that she only transferred from school yesterday, why is she so skilled?

"Good morning, Xinmei."

"Morning, An Ran, Ziyi."

At this time, two girls from the next class happened to pass by, and greeted Qiao Xinmei warmly, and the latter also responded with a sweet smile and said their names, which made Wang Nan even more surprised.

That's right, in just one day, there is no one in the same level who doesn't know Qiao Xinmei, and the speed of this terrifying spread is even more terrifying than the virus.

It's not just this that's scary, but Qiao Xinmei didn't know where to get the roster and photos of the students in the whole grade yesterday, and she memorized them all night, completely avoiding the embarrassing situation of seeing people who can't call their names, and this kind of thing is just a piece of cake for her.

As a public angel, you must have this kind of awareness, after all, you are perfect in front of your classmates, how can such an embarrassing thing happen that you can't name.

Qiao Xinmei, who was thinking like this, was in a beautiful mood and walked into the classroom with a little light steps.

"Morning, beautiful heart."

"It's early, everybody's here early."

After greeting everyone, Qiao Xinmei sat down, she subconsciously glanced at the seat on the other side of the aisle, that was Ye Shuang's position, she didn't know why she was so out of shape in front of that boy yesterday, the blame was the reason, she felt that it must be her own lack of rest to be like this, there are only boys who like her in this world, and there are no boys she likes.

You know, the boy who can make her like it hasn't been born yet.

"Morning, Ye Shuang."

"Wang Nan, this is your box."

Behind, there was a conversation, Qiao Xinmei turned her head and found a smiling boy walking in and passing by her.

After seeing that it was Ye Shuang, Qiao Xinmei took a deep breath, and then greeted with the most perfect smile: "Good morning, classmate Ye Shuang." ”

Get over it, Xinmei!

As soon as Ye Shuang walked into the classroom, he heard someone greet him, and when he saw that it was Qiao Xinmei, he was stunned at first, and then responded with a smile; "Morning."

Poof.

Qiao Xinmei saw Ye Shuang's clean smile, and suddenly felt her heart beat violently, she slowly widened her beautiful eyes, covered her chest and quickly turned around.

No, what's going on?!

Why is it that the feeling is even stronger today?!

"Huh?" Seeing Qiao Xinmei's strange reaction, Ye Shuang scratched his head slightly, but he didn't think much about it, he went back to his seat and sat down, and within a few minutes, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps, Bai Yuyou walked in from the back door at this time, and his cold temperament suddenly made many students in the class who were shouting loudly subconsciously whisper.

This made Ye Shuang a little crying and laughing and reminded of Bai Yuyou's nickname, the moving iceberg queen, because she was indeed a cold king.

Ye Shuang remembered the last time he went to the school's supermarket, and there were still people in it who said that there was a problem with the quality of the product, and when they asked for a return and quarreled, Bai Yuyou went in, and the student silently packed up his things and left directly, and the whole supermarket instantly quieted down as if it was haunted.

Although Bai Yuyou seemed to be used to this scene, Ye Shuang felt a little sorry for her.

……

Bai Yuyou saw Ye Shuang, her beautiful face was still expressionless, she slowly returned to her seat and sat down, then took out a piece of paper and wrote it and pushed it to Ye Shuang's side-

[(?^w^)?early!! ]

"Morning ......" Ye Shuang said, and suddenly noticed that Bai Yuyou's hair was still a little wet at this time, as if he had just taken a bath and then used a hair dryer to blow it over and not completely dry, Ye Shuang looked at it for a while, and noticed that Bai Yuyou also turned his head, so he smiled and asked: "Yuyou, did you take a bath just now, how can I see that your hair is a little wet." ”

Bai Yuyu heard Ye Shuang ask, nodded slightly, and then took out a pen and wrote.

[└( ̄^ ̄)┐I went for a run in the morning. ]

"Run?" After Ye Shuang heard Bai Yuyou say that he went for a run in the morning, he asked with some curiosity: "Why did you start running in the morning?" ”

After Ye Shuang asked, Bai Yuyou looked at him a little faintly, then moved his gaze and continued to write on the paper:

[(。 -w-) exercise ......]

"Oh......" Although Ye Shuang felt that this was not the reason, but after thinking that Bai Yuyou was reluctant to say it, he smiled and didn't say anything more.

But at noon, Ye Shuang finally realized that something was wrong, because Bai Yuyou's lunch plate today was actually a simple two dishes and one meal, and the rice was still a normal girl's meal, which was even more rare than the sun rising in the west.

"Yuyu, are you sick?" Ye Shuang stretched out his hand and touched Bai Yuyou's forehead, and found that he didn't have a fever, this guy is an out-and-out foodie, how could he only eat such a little, if he didn't pinch himself hard now, he would feel pain, Ye Shuang felt that he had fallen into the illusion of dream eclipse again.

Bai Yuyou shook his head with chopsticks in his mouth, that is, he was not sick.

It seems that this idiot still doesn't know why.

"No appetite?" Ye Shuang asked again, but all he got was Bai Yuyu's shaking of his head.

Bai Yuyou didn't want to say, Ye Shuang had no choice but to start eating, halfway, Bai Yuyou had already finished eating the food on his plate, and his eyes swept the sausage in Ye Shuang's mouth back and forth, revealing the meaning of struggle.

Ye Shuang inadvertently noticed Bai Yuyou's straight eyes, and couldn't help but smile and ask:

"Do you want to eat my big sausage?"