It was midsummer, and school had not long started, but the school information was in a mess. Xu Yunchu was sorting documents in the teacher's office. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the window, and a stranger's voice sounded in her ears. She quickly leaned out of the window to take a look.
She only saw a few boys wearing the school's traditional white clothes and black trousers walking into the quiet and quiet campus, attracting the attention of several nymphomaniac classmates. One of them had a heroic frown on his eyebrows, which she could see clearly.
Xu Yunchu could clearly see his tall figure, handsome nose, lips as pink as rose petals, his three-dimensional facial features as handsome as a knife, his tightly pressed thin lips motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead, and his whole person exuded an intimidating aura.
He seemed to have discovered something, and turned to look through the glass window. A girl in a white school uniform was sitting by the window. Her long, unhealthy-looking yellow hair was tied into a messy ponytail. Her red lips were turned up like this. She looked very ordinary. What was really special was her big, twinkling eyes, as bright as the stars at night, which gave people a comfortable and comfortable feeling.