Having a desk mate who was beautiful but disliked studying was not a good thing.
As Yang Yue was thinking this, she suddenly got called upon to answer a question.
Damn it!
Yang Yue had no choice but to roll her eyes, while Sui Yi turned his face slightly, the corner of his mouth curving up lightly.
Finally, the lesson ended, and unlike the typical fate of transfer students being called upon, it was her desk mate who had the bad luck this ti!
After class, Yang Yue said coldly, "I don’t like you."
"Why?"
"You don’t take your studies seriously at all! It affects ."
"Oh... you know I’m not serious?" Sui Yi put away his English book.
"Nonsense, I saw it!"
"Is that so... you saw it..." Sui Yi’s voice trailed off, his expression indifferent, his gaze as shallow as water.
The usually aloof and efficient Yang Yue suddenly choked.
Yes, she had been watching him, so naturally, she was also not serious.
Yang Yue was speechless, but then Sui Yi counter-questioned her, "May I ask you a question?"
"No," Yang Yue frowned, imdiately regretting her words as it made her seem impolite, but it was too late to take them back without losing face.
Quite straightforward.
Sui Yi smiled faintly and stood up, walking over...
Keller, who was surrounded by several students asking questions just as class ended, saw a girl not wearing the school uniform approaching as he was about to leave the classroom.
If it were soone else, they would just glance and walk away,
but he wouldn’t, because he could tell that she was coming to see him.
Due to his good English gentleman style, he had to wait for this lady to seek his help.
Moreover, this lady was indeed quite beautiful.
"I am Sui Yi. I need your help, Mr. Keller."
"You’re a new student, aren’t you? No wonder you look unfamiliar... However, I’m happy to help~"
"Thank you. I want to ask if there’s a student nad Yhan Qingwu in your high school’s senior year?"
"Are you talking about Yan? Her English is very good..."
"Can you tell which class she is in, Teacher?"
"Certainly, she’s in class one, the top scorers are always in that class."
"Got it, thank you, Mr. Keller."
After a brief and swift exchange in English, people in the class saw Sui Yi walk out.
Yang Yue and the other students were left dumbfounded.
The person who had just conversed fluently with the English teacher, that indifferent transfer student during class?
Keller was indeed curious. This student was strange, addressing him as "Mr." instead of "Teacher."
Moreover, from one’s tone and speed of speaking, one could discern a person’s character.
This student was very independent.
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Fifteen minutes break between classes wasn’t enough ti for Sui Yi to seek out Yhan Qingwu right away.
No, it wasn’t.
Just knowing she was here, the timing wasn’t an issue.
Moreover, he didn’t need to go looking for her now...
The physical exercise period had arrived.
The sound of music had already begun after two periods, signaling the start of the exercise.
Just as Sui Yi walked out,
lining up, running towards the playground, Sui Yi was at the end of the line of girls, standing on the corridor looking out, he could see heads crowding the corridors of several nearby school buildings...
There really were a lot of people, far more than at Nanxun No. 2 High School by at least three or four tis...
Suddenly, students from each class ran past the corridors, down the stairs, towards the playground...
Running exercises were orderly: first the freshn, followed by sophomores, then seniors...
Once on the playground, the seniors could naturally see the freshn and sophomores already crowded together, all dressed in neat uniforms...
Sui Yi, not wearing a uniform, was sowhat conspicuous, but fortunately, he was at the very back and running, so not many could pay close attention. Only during the line-up did the last few students in classes eleven and nine next to him look at Sui Yi with surprise.
They then started whispering among themselves, about the new student, the transfer student, beautiful, cold, and so on...
Sui Yi heard it clearly but didn’t pay attention, instead stepping slightly outwards, his gaze drifting, trying to spot Yhan Qingwu, who based on her height, should also be at the back...
What she hadn’t expected was that a row of tall male students behind her kept turning their heads towards one place...
"...."
The exercise hadn’t even started yet, and already their movents were so uniform.
Sui Yi rarely sneered internally, but overheard the students who were just talking about her now changing the subject.
"Hey, those guys really can’t give up. Every ti we line up, their heads stretch like giraffes, as if they want to send them right in front of Yan the beauty."
"If there were a flying head technique, they would’ve flown over already..."
"It’s pointless, they don’t even consider what kind of background Yhan Qingwu has. Not just ordinary people, even those rich young masters have returned empty-handed... Nobody dares to approach her now."
"Of course, just look who her fiance is, no one dares to touch her now..."
Although they were mocking others, their facial expressions and inner thoughts remained unclear.
Perhaps they too had been moved at so point, but reality was reality, just as Gong Jiu had said, Yhan Qingwu’s background ant that her life’s trajectory couldn’t intersect with many others.’
For Sui Yi, it was rely a crossing of paths before parting again.
"Who is her fiancé?"
As they were speaking, soone suddenly interrupted with a female voice, surprising everyone. Upon realizing it was Sui Yi, their expressions grew sowhat strange.
Sui Yi was beautiful, and her deanor was outstanding, not inferior to Yhan Qingwu in appearance; that was undeniable. Basketball too made her seem colder and less approachable.
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