why not

It was Xie Huaijin who was following.There is nothing wrong with that.

She raised her lips, opened the lid of the coffee cup, and took a big sip of milk foam.

Walking to the corner, I feel happy.

Turning her head, she wanted to take one last look at the legendary Xie Huaijin.

"Long like this..."

Well, at least not ugly.

Yue Xiaolou was in a very good mood at this time, and felt that she should be considered a little beauty.

"But compared to me, it's too far behind."

She didn't hide the pride in her words, she talked to herself, and was swept away by the wind.

He even repeated, "Compared to me, it's too far behind."

"I thought I was beautiful, but Xie Huaijin, who was in the third year of high school, was much prettier than her."

"Yeah, I don't know what to do all day."

"Yue Xiaolou is good-looking, but it's a pity that she's a bit of a bitch, why don't you just stop chasing her. Xie Huaijin, who is in the third year of high school, is the real goddess, although she is very cold..."

"..."

Those girls who don't like her, use this name to ridicule her, and the boys who confess to being annoyed after being rejected by her, use this name to suppress her

Master, did you grow up like this?

In the next second, Yue Xiaolou, who was in a daze, bumped into someone hard.

Haven't responded yet.

The coffee in her hand almost spilled out,

"Sorry……"

Yue Xiaolou looked at the empty coffee cup in his hand, and the girl in front of him, who was about to turn into a khaki gradient white shirt.Dripping coffee.

Not long after holding the cup of coffee in her hand, she took a few sips of milk foam.

So, almost still piping hot.

Move your gaze up.

Yue Xiaolou was stunned for a while, then continued to apologize and said, "I'm sorry, how much is the shirt? I'll pay you."

While she was talking, she looked at her expression with her eyes, and the little radar with a sense of crisis in her heart kept beeping.

This man is so beautiful.

With a plain face facing the sky, her long hair parted in the middle was casually tied into a low ponytail, which couldn't hold back her delicate face and beautiful features.

The eyebrows were slightly frowned, but recovered quickly. When she lowered her head and lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes were like two small fans.The skin is fair and fluffy, and no blemishes can be found up close.

She took out a napkin from her pocket, lowered her head to wipe her clothes, and said nothing.

White shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, and even the notorious Chenxing Middle School's gray and white striped sports school uniform jacket.

It's too simple to dress up.

Yue Xiaolou's mood was extremely complicated.

Thinking about it, sister, if you dress carefully, why would you make that Xie Huaijin a legendary figure.

"Hey, how much do your clothes cost?"

Facing those dark eyes, Yue Xiaolou choked, and repeated in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," the girl wiped her clothes, squeezed the napkin in her hand, glanced at Yue Xiaolou, and walked straight forward, "If you don't mean to be sorry, you don't need to say sorry."

"What do you mean."

Her light tone made Yue Xiaolou inexplicably upset, and immediately chased after her, "I didn't do it on purpose, didn't I apologize to you right away?"

"When you apologize, you should hide the smile on your face."

"I do not have."

Yue Xiaolou realized that he was very happy just now, and he really didn't have time to take back that smug smile, "You misunderstood. I was laughing at something else just now, so I couldn't have spilled your coffee on purpose."

"Who knows."

"you……"

Yue Xiaolou was a little dumbfounded.Unreasonable trouble?

Does this person have any persecution paranoia?

Unexpectedly, she suddenly smiled, "I bought the coffee on the third floor of the cafeteria? If you are embarrassed, just buy me a cup of coffee."

Going forward is the direction of the cafeteria.

"Oh……"

Yue Xiaolou nodded and followed behind her in a daze.I thought, this person is a bit strange.

Just when he thought he had a good face, he suddenly put on a face with reason and evidence, and when he just felt difficult, he suddenly became so easy to talk.

Unfathomable feeling.

"You are a freshman in the international class."

Although she is an interrogative sentence, there is no element of doubt.

"Ah."

Yue Xiaolou walked to her side, felt the height difference between the two of them, silently estimated that she was at least 1.7 meters two.

He is so tall, has such a good-looking face, and seems to have a good figure, how could he be so unknown.

So he asked boringly, "Are you a senior in high school?"

"Well, Class [-]A."

"Oh, Xueba."

Chenxing High School was originally a gathering place for top students, except for the international class.

Ordinary classes are divided into shifts, and the twelve classes of the whole grade are all sorted alphabetically, from A to L.According to the ranking of students' mid-term and final exams, grades come first.

I heard that during the two major blood changes, I walked through the corridors of Pugao, brightly lit, but as quiet as an empty warehouse.

All are studying hard.

Class A is the top student among the top students, and the whole class is a reserve for the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Chatting to the cafeteria.

During this time period, there are only a few people in line.Yue Xiaolou took out his wallet and quickly bought two cups of coffee.

Handed it to her, "Then I'll go first."

"Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, sit with me for a while."

"……Um."

Being watched by her, Yue Xiaolou responded subconsciously.

Sit down and immediately regret it.

What are you doing sitting with her?

To talk about life or talk about ideals...

Yue Xiaolou was embarrassed.

She is not good at getting along with the same sex, even if she eats at the same table, she feels weird.Not to mention holding coffee like this, sitting opposite each other, it's like good friends.

Very unaccustomed.

So he kept a straight face and didn't take the initiative to speak.

The girl opposite didn't care at all.

I don't know why she asked Yue Xiaolou to accompany her, maybe she just wanted to chat with someone. "Just now I was looking at the recruitment of clubs, right? Have you joined any clubs?"

"No, I have no hobbies."

"How about entering the literature and art department of the student union? There are a lot of shootings of micro-movies and psychological dramas. You don't even need an interview after writing an application, you are so good-looking."

Yue Xiaolou was slightly taken aback.

Girls who are particularly beautiful take the initiative to praise others for their beauty, and nine times out of ten it includes that the other party is not as good as themselves.

Complimenting each other makes you appear calm and confident.

Yue Xiaolou was already subconsciously afraid of girls who were prettier than her, so he wrinkled his nose and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said, "Yes, I'm much prettier than you."

The tone was a bit provocative.

Originally thought that she would frown, or change the subject awkwardly.

Yue Xiaolou looked at her uncomfortably.

Who would have thought that her eyebrows were curved, and she even smiled a little, her black eyes were melting and clean with the spring light shining on her.

The tone of the unruffled tone was a little lower, and it was serious, "Well, of course you are good-looking."

"..."

Yue Xiaolou was silent for a while, and thought belatedly: Is this person stupid in reading?

After a moment of silence, Yue Xiaolou turned his head and changed the subject, "No, I don't like the president of the student union."

The person opposite seemed to pause for a moment, raised his eyes, and smiled naturally, "Aren't you still a freshman, there are people you hate so soon?"

"Ah."

"Did she offend you?"

"I didn't offend me."

Yue Xiaolou saw that she had a lively smile on her face, so she guessed that she didn't like Xie Huaijin, and said bluntly: "But I hate that type of girls. They don't look very good, and they think they are self-righteous when their grades are better."

"Well, I hate self-righteous people." She nodded, showing a understanding expression.

"In the coming year, when she graduates, I might be quite willing to join the student union." Yue Xiaolou opened the candy paper bag and poured it all in, feeling a little regretful.I thought, if this person was in the same class as me, maybe I could make friends.

"By the way," Yue Xiaolou looked up, took a sip of coffee, and asked casually, "Sister, what's your name?"

"Xie Huaijin."

The senior sister on the opposite side bent her eyes, held the cup of coffee, smiled kindly, and said slowly, "Thank you next to the words, that Huaijin who is 'Huaijin holding Yu'."

"..."

That day, Yue Xiaolou shook his hand, and his shirt also turned into a gradual khaki color.

Chapter 5 05

The dormitory of Chenxing High School is a room for six people. The single room has a private bathroom, a balcony and a washing machine.The conditions are much better than those of ordinary middle schools. The tuition fee of international classes is more than ten times that of ordinary classes, and the dormitory conditions are better.

The six-person room becomes a four-person occupancy, and the two empty beds are for them to pile things up.There are also aunts who clean up regularly.

Even so, Yue Xiaolou was unwilling to live in the dormitory.

Anyway, the dormitory of the international class does not check the dormitory.

After school, Yue Xiaolou basically walked two kilometers to live in a star hotel in the commercial square.

While staying at the school, I booked a standard room in a star hotel.

She has two supplementary credit cards with a limit of [-] per month.Enough to support such extravagant spending.

This kind of big lady style is not much accepted in the international class where rich people are everywhere.

Yue Xiaolou's face, personality, behavior, just two days after the start of school, he is well-known in the grade.

Yue Xiaolou knew that the school would hold an open communication class with foreign teachers.

Played the game all night.

Early in the morning, after patting her drowsy head, she decided to go to class dressed ugly.

Yue Xiaolou picked out the loosest and most comfortable sportswear in the closet, and tied a low ponytail full of old-fashioned style.Facing the mirror, I applied the dark brown liquid foundation that I usually use for contouring on the whole face, and then applied a coral lipstick.

Finally, I also drew a Korean-style flat eyebrow similar to Crayon Shin-chan.

The book was stuffed into the computer bag, carried in his hand, and he put on a pair of flat glasses and went out.

Nobody told.

The management of the international class is loose, and Yue Xiaolou never arrives on time for the first class in the morning.Today's rustic clothes are actually ordinary sportswear, she thinks it's just very rustic.

Walking into the school gate and mingling with the crowd is no different from Pugao students.

The conspicuous Yue Xiaolou seemed to be invisible.

Although the morning sun is extremely bright, it is not glaring. Camphor trees are planted on the pedestrian street, which is neither wide nor narrow, and the wind is particularly gentle.The light shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

She walked slowly, as if she had the patience to see what this place looked like.

It seems that the irritability and hypocrisy that have been suppressed for a long time are blown away by this gentle wind.

There is a kind of indescribable novelty and joy.

Walking into the classroom, Xie Huaijin was really found in the sparse crowd.The amphitheater is very large, and everyone familiar with it sits together, basically at the back of the middle, and the first four rows are neatly vacated.

Xie Huaijin sat in the fourth row, the far left.

Yue Xiaolou glanced across most of the classroom, looking at her, his face was still plain, with long hair parted in the middle and a ponytail tied casually.

Taking the book out of the bag.

When she lowered her head, she revealed a fair and tender back of her neck.

She and the students of the same grade who were laughing and chatting next to her were not separated by a small aisle, but separated by two worlds.

Stand out from the crowd.

Even though Yue Xiaolou was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he saw her.

Standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment.

ha?Is she really planning to go abroad?

"I heard that in her first year of high school, she took the TOEFL and immediately scored [-]. The main thing in our international class is to teach the TOEFL SAT. People think it's a waste of time."

Recalling what Gu Zhen said, Yue Xiaolou opened his mouth, his emotions were beyond words.

……impossible.

Carrying her computer bag, she pushed the flat glasses on the bridge of her nose and walked in.

Go down the small steps of the lecture theater.

Looking around, there are still a few minutes before the class starts, and the crowd is not full, and there are sixty or seventy people by visual estimation.It is completely different from the small class teaching in her impression.

I do not know how it is.

Yue Xiaolou looked around, and others subconsciously raised their eyes to look at her.

Seeing the obedient second-year high school girls who were dressed as if they didn't have any sense of presence, they all looked away and continued to talk.

Yue Xiaolou glanced at the notebooks on their desk, walked up the small steps, and quickly figured it out.

It is basically full of people from the international class, and the senior high school students with good grades are still in the exchange with American high schools.The second year of high school is too busy taking the TOEFL test, let alone the freshman who doesn't understand anything.

The rest of the class were all high school seniors with poor grades, and a small number of good high school sophomores.

The professor who came to exchange was teaching a writing class, which is optional for others, but it should be mandatory for these senior high school students.Similar to extra tutoring.

Otherwise there wouldn't be so many people here.

Yue Xiaolou walked straight over.

I thought, there is probably no one in the classroom who doesn't know Xie Huaijin.

As a big celebrity student of Pugao, wouldn't she feel embarrassed in this international classroom where most of the students were rich and scumbags?

Xie Huaijin sat for two, and there was an unobtrusive seat next to it.

Yue Xiaolou saw her textbooks spread out, with printed English materials on the right.Realizing that she didn't want to be around others, Yue Xiaolou sat down very naturally.

Xie Huaijin glanced at her, politely took the materials away, and put them in the textbook.

Yue Xiaolou sat down, put the computer bag on his lap, and took out the textbook he brought here specially.Set it up and take a closer look.

"Chinese Second Grade Volume [-]"

What is this? ?

Yue Xiaolou stared wide-eyed, grabbed the book, and glanced at the textbook he took out again.

A textbook with colorful illustrations on the orange cover, with bright color blocks.The cute little girl in a red and pink striped sweatshirt, with round almond eyes, turned her head and smiled sweetly, shyly looking at Shangyue Xiaolou in disbelief.

The composition class taught by the professor was originally a compulsory class for international students, and Yue Xiaolou had textbooks.

No matter how bad Yue Xiaolou is at studying, he still knows that he has to bring his books with him when he is pretending to study.

So, what is this thing?

She stared at the little girl's face and thought about it. After a long time, she couldn't help but patted her forehead lightly.

I remembered.

Yue Xiaolou has a habit of buying books in boxes. She recently bought "Books of the Later Han Dynasty", "Books of the Old Tang Dynasty", "Summary of the General Catalog of Siku Quanshu" and other miscellaneous ancient books. I'm so tired, I just put this as a gift.

Language books, textbooks.

In the second grade of elementary school.

The light in Yue Xiaolou's room was too dark, so this book was piled up under the coffee table in the living room, and it was thrown beside the writing book.After playing the game all night, my mind was already groggy, and I didn't look carefully.

The color is a bit similar, so I caught the wrong one directly.

It was embarrassing, but Yue Xiaolou didn't bring any other books.

She hesitated for a moment, whether she wanted to block the words on the cover with her mobile phone, at least "Second Grade".

Xie Huaijin looked over and caught a glimpse of her book.

Glancing, his eyes stopped suddenly.

She couldn't help but glance at her again, after seeing the book and herself clearly.

"...Yue Xiaolou?"

Yue Xiaolou was surprised, "Sister, do you still remember me?"

"Well," Xie Huaijin looked at her unusually different outfit today, paused for a moment, and then asked with concern, "What's wrong today? It seems that you are different from last time."

"I put on makeup today, isn't it much more beautiful than last time?" Yue Xiaolou raised a big and bright smile when he heard this, and said cheerfully, "I'm ugly without makeup, haha."

"..."

Poor makeup, weird aesthetics,