My host is lazy again

Chapter 463
The door is not closed.

She went straight in through the front door with her little backpack on her back.

When I saw her, the noise in the class suddenly became much quieter.

The girl stood close to the podium, holding the shoulder strap of her backpack with both hands. The crystal bracelet on her wrist reflected a faint light under the light. She was dressed simply and had no makeup on her face. She looked like a good baby.

She raised her eyes, and her wet and glutinous eyes glanced back slightly, as if she was looking for an empty seat.

After looking at her, several boys in the back row whistled and booed:

"Hey, classmate, I still have a seat here, do you want to sit?"

"There is a seat here, sit here."

"Hahaha, don't scare people."

The girls around couldn't help but roll their eyes when they watched their peacock spread their tails.

The students in Class 12 are basically bad academics and don't like to study very much. They usually start from the back row and move forward when fighting for seats, because sitting in the back row makes it easier to get away from work.

She was late, and the seats in the back were all taken.

There are only a few empty seats in the first and second rows in front.

Hearing their shouts, Luo Jian glanced at the row behind them and ignored them with a soft face.

Walking to the seat in the second row of the second group, she looked at the girl who was applying lipstick in front of the mirror, and asked softly, "Hello, can I sit here?"

The other party didn't raise his head, and his attitude was casual: "You sit down, there is no one here."

"Thank you."

After thanking her softly, she raised her hand to take off her small white backpack and put it on the table, then gently pulled out the chair.

Seeing her sit down, those booing boys suddenly felt bored, and after a few regretful yahs, they turned their heads and continued to play with the people in front, back, left and right.

On the first day of school, everyone has nothing to do.

There are still ten minutes before class starts, and everyone is wild.

After putting the bag in the drawer, Luo Jianjian lay down on the table to catch up on getting back to sleep.

This position is facing the blackboard and the podium, completely under the eyes of the teacher.

The two seats in the first row in front are still empty.

There was a bit of emptiness in front of me.

After staring at the blackboard for a while, she yawned sleepily.

Rubbing her pillowed arm, she buried her head in the crook of her arm.

Hearing that she fell silent after sitting down, the deskmate who was putting on lipstick cast a puzzled look at her, and then looked away indifferently.

Luo Jian lay prone on the table for a while, and suddenly felt that the chair in the front row was pulled and bumped against the corner of her table.

Someone sat in front of her.

She flicked her fingers without looking up.

The noisy class suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the girls around were talking in a whisper.

"Fuck, that male classmate is so handsome!"

"It's the first time I've seen a boy in school who wears a white shirt so nicely! He looks... so clean."

"I bet a hundred, he has a girlfriend. Handsome guys usually have a wife, especially handsome guys who appear in parallel classes, who are flirtatious and like to flirt with girls."

"Hey, do you think he looks familiar? Hmm... I think I saw his photo on the bulletin board in the square. But it seems a long time ago, I can't remember exactly."

"No way? What happened to him?"

The students who are usually posted on the bulletin board are either notified of praise or criticized.

They felt that since this handsome guy was assigned to a parallel class, it should belong to the latter.

As a result, they became more curious about him, and looked at him frequently.

The girl sitting at the table behind him finally put away her makeup mirror.

(End of this chapter)