[Comprehensive] Welcome to Pansidong

"Tara Reed, from Australia." Tara's self-introduction was casual and concise, and she finished it neatly while her new classmates were still waiting with their faces up.

The key point is that this girl is not conscious at all, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with the end of her sentence.She only glanced around for a week when she was talking, roughly looking at the faces of the new classmates, and then locked her eyes on Peter again, so that he didn't know whether to blush or break out in a cold sweat for a moment.

The only pity is that there are no empty seats around Peter.Tara frowned slightly, but obediently sat in the back row of the classroom.Anyway, in the same class, there is not much difference.Thinking of this, she gave Peter a serious look when she passed by.

As for Peter, who is being taken care of by the beautiful transfer students, he is about to die under the jealous eyes of the male classmates.

When class finally started, Peter felt a lot more relaxed.But he soon discovered that although most of the male classmates kindly let him go and turned to look at Tara, Tara's eyes were still firmly glued to his back.

While the teacher turned his back to write on the blackboard, Peter quickly turned his face and looked towards that corner.His gaze immediately met Tara's smoothly, and Miss Spider Fairy gave him a bright smile back.And Peter just wanted to cover his face, no, it would be better to be invisible in the classroom.

With one hand propped on her chin, Tara stared at her lovely compatriot with great interest, and her eyes were right.Afterwards, with red ears, Peter, who was staring at the notebook and forcibly persuading himself to forget that gaze, received a ball of paper that spanned half of the classroom.

Who knows who taught her to throw paper balls in class.Even after crossing such a long distance, the paper ball made by the spider spirit will never have minor problems such as deviation from the course.If she couldn't even throw a ball of paper, where would she save her face?

Fortunately, she still remembered throwing it when the teacher was carrying her back.Peter tried to comfort himself.But obviously this is of no practical use. In fact, the boys' eyes have been refocused on him, and it seems to be a little hotter.

Well, he had never received so much attention before.Peter sighed softly.

And the table next to him obviously didn't intend to just let him go.Harry had already noticed where the new girl's eyes fell the moment she entered the classroom, and now he couldn't hold back his teasing mood at all.He poked his friend's arm with a pen, raised his eyebrows at him, and mouthed silently: "It's ok, brother, keep it hidden."

Peter returned his helpless smile and shrugged: "Shut up."

"Mr. Parker, is my class so boring?" On the stage, the teacher who turned around called his name unceremoniously.

Peter immediately shrank his shoulders and turned his head: "Sorry, teacher, your class is very interesting."

"I don't think our new classmates are as attractive," the teacher knocked on the podium, "Okay, boys, give me some attention."

When the teacher looked away from himself, Peter heaved a sigh of relief and spread out the ball of paper.

"Why don't you smile at me?" There was an unhappy face at the end of the handwriting.Peter didn't know where he felt guilty, he quickly crumpled up the paper and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

He rubbed his face, glanced at Tara's position from the corner of his eye, and met the girl's raised eyebrows.Peter quickly looked away, but his hands were still on his face, trying to cool it down.

Tara was amused when she saw it, and then Shi Shiran lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the blank notebook.She didn't have the consciousness to take notes in class, this notebook was prepared for her by Peter, and now it has been reduced to a decoration on the desk.Oh, no, it's still kind of useful, the previous ball of paper was a piece of paper torn from a notebook.I am afraid that this notebook will only be used for this in the future.

This location is not bad.Tara squinted her eyes and thought while she was in a daze.Just by the window, the sun is very good.She doesn't like the humid and cold environment very much. Although the webs she weaves now will not be easily damaged due to the humidity of the environment, this preference has been retained.

The pretty girl in the sun curled her mouth lazily, and a lock of curly hair stuck to her lips, which she carelessly blown away.No matter who looked at it, they would probably let out a silent exclamation from the bottom of their hearts.

Sensing the indistinct gaze around her, Tara was indifferent, and she even looked like she was about to fall asleep.After all, it was a purebred elf, which one of the elves was not a beauty?Transformation is a face made by oneself, no one can't bear to make an ugly face for himself.Even if it is not suitable for human aesthetics, there is always nothing wrong with modifying and modifying the portraits of the predecessors.

In the early years, goblins were quite active among human beings, and many stories were left behind, which were edited and edited into scripts.Later, there were fewer, not to say that she started to be vigilant and afraid of humans, but Tara was lazy.Since there are more things like identity certificates in human society, and they are all entered into the electronic system, the goblins are too lazy to come out and hang around.

In the past, it didn't matter how long it took you, as long as you were a person, who would care about you?Now, it is troublesome to think about problems such as the expiration of identity information or the mismatch between appearance and age if one is not careful.Except for a few who still maintain their enthusiasm and change their identities every once in a while, most of them are comfortably huddled in their own small territory. Anyway, after a night of sleep, maybe hundreds of years will pass.

Those like Tara who can still show their identity certificates are still because of their parents' small interests.Those two spider spirits had an inexplicable obsession with this matter, and pulling out their ID cards could probably fill a basket.Even if they themselves only come out occasionally for a walk.Or as they say, a honeymoon.Tara rolled her eyes just thinking about it.It doesn't matter how old they are, and they are still looking young every day. Some colors and styles can't even be worn by a serious young man like Tara.It's a pity that this kind of big truth can't be said face to face, it will be directly planted into the ground by her dear mother.

Curling her lips, as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Tara also took back her divergent consciousness.Just as she was about to get up to tease her cute little spider, her place was already surrounded by enthusiastic classmates.Especially male students.The boys at this age are not small in stature, so they came together to form a living wall.

Tara couldn't even see a hair on Peter's head.Fingertips tapped on the table, Miss Spider Spirit was a little unhappy.

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