After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 87 First Night of High School

Inside D101 dormitory.

With the sudden appearance of Anting, the room fell into a strange silence.

Especially Wang Zihong, he is like a character in a classic plot in a certain movie. If I want to be the talker in the dormitory, who agrees and who opposes?
As a result, An Ting didn't say anything, but came out of nowhere, and slapped him with his backhand——I object!

Whether it's appearance or aura, An Ting dare not say that he can crush Wang Zihong, at least he is even better.

Still the same sentence, it is not recommended to flatter the supremacy of appearance, but if you say that the first impression has nothing to do with appearance, who will believe it?

The above are all Wang Zihong's brain supplements.

In fact, An Ting didn't have that much inner drama at all. He was at the door of the dormitory a minute ago, and when he saw everyone introducing themselves in turn, he just waited quietly for a while.

Seeing that everyone had finished their introductions, he opened his mouth.

"Is it my turn to introduce myself?"

Gao Fei glanced at Anting and joked, "Is the girls' dormitory fun?"

In fact, what's so interesting about the girls' dormitory that has been dusty for three months? It's like a ruin. Out of playfulness, An Ting still said, "Well, it's the same as the daughter's country."

"6~ Is Baozi here?" Gao Fei still cared about the other friends.

An Ting nodded and said, "Well, here we are. On the way back, I bumped into her. She was wearing a pleated skirt, a yellow hat and a camera. I pinched her face hard."

An Ting really likes Bao Weiwei's face, which is equivalent to a magic weapon for decompression. With a light pinch, the troubles dissipate.

Seeing An Ting and Gao Fei chatting so well, the others were stunned.

Everyone doesn't know each other, why are you two like brothers?
Realizing that he was ignoring other people, An Ting faced the crowd with a wicked smile and said, "Hi, my name is An Ting, and I'm from a town in Beicheng District."

An Ting's smile is like this, it's not deliberate, it's natural.

As soon as Wang Zihong heard that it was a township, Wang Zihong suddenly realized that Gao Fei was from a township in Beicheng District, and An Ting knew him so well, so he was naturally a fellow townsman. After carefully looking at his clothes, he found that although they were well-dressed, they were all miscellaneous brands, so he was indeed a countryman.

He even dyed his hair, so flamboyant, let's see how he will die in the military training afterwards! ?

actually…

Anting's family has nothing to do with poverty, and it's not difficult to wear brands.

However, the clothes on his body were bought by Aunt Song and Song Ci at the clothing store in the market, because they took out Aunt Song's personal wallet and bought a lot at one time, including school bags, pants, clothes, underwear and socks. If you go to a brand store, it is estimated that it will cost a lot of money.

Quality is enough.

The boy cherishes the clothes bought by Aunt Song and Song Ci very much.

While Wang Zihong was looking for confidence in An Ting, Lu Ren beside him was the most ordinary boy, who seemed to be an informant. He had obtained information in advance and recognized An Ting, "Oh, you are the No. 1 one in the high school entrance examination."

A simple sentence directly destroyed Wang Zihong's self-confidence.

……

Xu Qingshu is a teacher at the No. 25 Middle School. She is [-] years old and graduated from a key domestic school. She has been working for three years, including internships. She used to be a subject teacher in charge of English. This is her first time as a head teacher. The school leaders trust her very much and hand her the top scorer in the senior high school entrance examination.

Originally, it was not her turn, but a well-qualified teacher happened to ask for maternity leave.

In addition to being flattered, Xu Qingshu actually felt a little nervous.

In third- and fourth-tier cities like this, the number of people who take the exam to Qingbei every year is in single digits. Once they pass the exam, one person will ascend to heaven, and the head teacher will inevitably get a bonus.

Of course... if the car overturns, it will be more embarrassing in the future.

Nervous enough to be nervous, Xu Qingshu didn't hesitate, and naturally took over this task.

Today is the day for new students to register.

Tonight's evening self-study is the day when she meets the students for the first time.

Although it was a late self-study, Xu Qingshu still put on a floral dress suitable for midsummer, paired with a pair of flat sandals about three centimeters in length, it would not look sexy, grand, or casual.

Dress appropriately, just right.

He also rolled up his hair, looking a little more majestic.

Xu Qingshu is a person with online appearance and figure.

When she participated in high school work in the first year, she was not so self-conscious. She did not switch from a college student to a teacher. She did her own way a little bit and liked to wear skirts and shorts. She did not expect to affect students, especially boys.

Therefore, she also made a fuss about being confessed by a student.

Although it was just a farce that was not serious, the impact was still not small.

She underestimated the recklessness and impulsiveness of adolescent males.

Since then, she has paid special attention to her image, making herself look mature and capable.

If someone has a good memory, they should be able to recall one thing - this is not the first time Xu Qingshu has appeared on stage, she is the person who invigilated Anting in the high school entrance examination.

The invigilator who pulled the curtain.

She didn't have a good impression of An Ting. She thought that guy was a ignorant guy. After all, she handed in the paper an hour early for the English test. She didn't even look at the name. She defaulted to An Ting as a scumbag.

I am a teacher in the No. [-] Middle School, and An Ting is a scumbag at the bottom of the list. There will be no intersection in the future. Why should I remember his name.

6.55 in the evening.

After the preparatory bell rang for a while, Xu Qingshu saw the timing and walked into the classroom of Class One, Senior One, exuding a faint fragrance, um... Before coming to school, I took a shower specially, the first impression given to students is very important.

Although she doesn't wear makeup and wears simple clothes, the eyes of the crowd are discerning, and they can tell at a glance that this female teacher is very good.

And in fact.

The students in Class One, Senior One had already felt a little shock from Song Ci a few minutes ago, so the second shock from Teacher Xu Qingshu was less effective.

Seven o'clock sharp.

The official bell rang.

Xu Qingshu had a list of students in her hand. She glanced around and counted, and knew that there were a few students missing in the class, but she didn't delay and started directly.

It's impossible to stand and wait all the time. It would be a bit embarrassing if it was like this.

The few people who were missing were Anting, Gao Fei and Bao Weiwei.

Song Ci knew that they had gone to the commissary, and they originally wanted to call Song Ci, but the latter refused.

"It seems that a few classmates are missing..."

Song Ci raised her hand and said, "Well, they went to the canteen and will be back soon."

This is the question Song Ci must answer.

If you don't say anything, the head teacher thinks that a few students haven't registered at all or are missing, so they will call to find someone.

"Oh…"

After answering, Xu Qingshu glanced at Song Ci and was stunned.

She recognized this girl, and she sat next to the idiot who handed in the papers early during the senior high school entrance examination.

Fate~!

Xu Qingshu quickly adjusted back, with a serious face on purpose, and said: "Well, let's introduce myself first, stand up voluntarily, and I don't need to call names."

While speaking, Xu Qingshu had already picked up the pen and the student list.

I want to see which brats are late for the first class.

Xu Qingshu is good-looking, but in essence he is a strict teacher.

At the same time, Xu Qingshu was already paying attention to her number one scholar——An Ting, my An Ting, where are you?
This can't be blamed on Xu Qingshu's partiality, there is no teacher or educator who will not pay attention to Zhuangyuanlang.

The first person to stand up was Wang Zihong, Anting's roommate, he liked to show off.

"Hello, teachers and classmates. My name is Wang Zihong. Although some people call me Wang Zihong, it's too public. You should call me Zihong. I come from Yingcai Junior High School in Nancheng District. I rank among the top [-] in the city's high school entrance examination. My hobby is playing basketball..."

Yingcai Junior High School is the same school as Anting's cousin Fu Peilin. It is a noble junior high school with a tuition fee of tens of thousands a year.

It seems to be very low-key, without introducing the family background, but the hidden information has been revealed.

After Wang Zihong introduced himself, there were many boys who were eager to try, but now they were under pressure, but no one took the initiative to stand up.

After all... no one wants to be a dog.

Others introduce themselves as princes and princesses under the spotlight; but my self-introduction is like a spotlight on a trash can.

Seeing this, Song Ci might feel a little awkward, and stood up very cooperatively.

At that moment, the whole class was very quiet, curious about the personal information of this beautiful girl.

"My name is Song Ci, I'm from a township junior high school in Beicheng District, I like reading books..."

Song Ci didn't want to put on a show at all, and she just said it in a straightforward manner, but her appearance, coupled with her No.2 title in the high school entrance examination, was destined to be difficult for people to ignore.

"Song Porcelain..."

"The name sounds familiar."

"Oh, I remembered, she is No.2 in the city's high school entrance examination!"

Hearing this, Xu Qingshu suddenly realized that from the first time he saw Song Ci, he was shocked. It turned out that No.2 in the high school entrance examination was her, "Not bad!"

Talent and beauty coexist in the true sense, just like when I was young.

Hearing the head teacher's voice, there was a burst of applause in the classroom.

Song Ci was no stranger to this kind of scene, her aura was calm, and she sat down obediently.

Followed by.

After Song Ci sat down, the class teacher Xu Qingshu turned his attention to the No.1 student list——Anting, looking forward to it more and more.

However, after more than half a turn, An Ting still didn't stand up.

Eh... Strange, could it be a shy boy?
at the same time.

Others in the class are also looking forward to No.1 in the senior high school entrance examination.

After all, it is the No. [-] middle school, not a junior high school anymore, here are all top students from all junior high schools in the city, appearance is a bonus item, but in essence, they still pay more attention to grades.

Just as the expectations of Xu Qingshu and her classmates were getting higher and higher, the self-introduction came to an abrupt end.

"Uh...is there no one else?"

"Students who haven't introduced themselves can stand up..."

Silent.

Rao Xu Qingshu was a little slow, and he understood one thing at this moment——good guy, An Ting is one of the few students who are late.

Maybe...something happened to him.

What is there to hide?
People are a kind of arrogant and prejudiced animals. Once they have a good impression of you, they will always do everything possible to help you get back; if they have a bad impression of you, they will not listen to your explanation anyway.

Xu Qingshu had already tacitly agreed that Anting had something to hide, that's why she was late.

at this time.

Hasty footsteps came from the front door of the classroom, and three people quickly appeared there.

"report!"

The visitor... Who else could it be besides Anting?

Xu Qingshu took a look—ape dung~!

(End of this chapter)