Cheerful little sun × aloof iceberg academic master
As she arrived at the new school, she would inevitably need help from her friends, so she agreed wholeheartedly. And I still had to deal with the enrollment process, so I had to say goodbye to them in a hurry and go alone.
But for her who is crazy about roads, it is like a world problem that makes her lost.
"What the hell kind of bullshit school is this? Why build it so big? Are you afraid someone will find it?"
Just as she was muttering to herself, a familiar male voice came from not far behind.
"Jiang Yu? Is that you?" There was a little uncertainty in the voice. When the girl in front of him turned around to check, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yu turned around fiercely when he heard this familiar voice.
"Is it you? Song? Qi? Yan?"
Seeing that the girl remembered him, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly. The girl saw him nodding and asked
"Why do you remember me? Hasn't it been so many days?"
"Don't you remember too? Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because you said that prayer is like ice and melancholy is like cotton."
When she heard Song Qiyan's words, she felt a little sour in her heart, as if Qingxin also remembered her.
As if sensing the girl's embarrassment, he spoke first.
"Lost?"
"You guessed it. You're smart. Show me where the admission procedures are." Then he smiled sweetly.
Song Qiyan didn't say anything. He turned around and motioned for Jiang Yu to come up. He led her all the way to the door of the Moral Education Department. Some people paid attention to her along the way, asking who the girl was. Jiang Yu was also stared at uncomfortably. It was only after Song Qiyan reminded her that she had arrived.
"Oi, we're at the station. It's time to get off. Did they just discuss you? It's okay. Don't worry about it. They are just like this. When I first came here, many people stared at me."
"Yeah, bye." After saying this, she turned around and smiled lightly before walking in the door. Song Qiyan was frozen like a wooden figure, and the girl's bright smile was all in her mind.
When going through the formalities, the teacher asked her which class she wanted to go to.
Suddenly the number "eight" appeared in her mind, and she suddenly wanted to bet that Song Qiyan was in Class 8. She was silent for a while and slowly spoke.
"Teacher, I want to go to Class 8."
Purpose: A top student and a bad student, but in the end it turns out to be regrets
