After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 88 First Night of High School

at this time.

Three people appeared at the front door of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School.

"Report…"

Including Xu Qingshu, the whole class looked over, expecting to see a nearly perfect image of a top student.

Handsome facial features, neat attire, modest and polite demeanor, warm eyes, and magnetic voice.

None of the above...all of them.

What caught my eye was a 1.7m[-] casual boy with slippers, shorts, and a short-sleeved T-shirt, especially the dazzling platinum hair, like a mudslide in this key high school.

This is not a question of good looks, but a question of attitude!

Searching through the history of the school, it is estimated that this kind of new student cannot be found.

We generally use amazing time to describe a person, but An Ting, we might as well use a sentence-scared time.

What's more, Bao Weiwei bought a large pack of spicy sticks, and Anting ate a lot along the way, his mouth was covered with scarlet oil, his forehead was covered with veins and beads of sweat, and he looked bloodthirsty and ruthless.

The classmates in the class were dumbfounded.

Xu Qingshu was a little frightened, and after a while, she suddenly remembered that she had seen this boy before.

Where is it?
Wait, this...isn't that the bad boy in the high school entrance examination room.

When taking the English test, hand in the paper one hour in advance.

Because Xu Qingshu is an English teacher, she is particularly concerned about this matter.

"You... are you a student in our class?" Xu Qingshu couldn't believe it.

An Ting said directly: "Well, yes."

"Oh…"

Although a little unwilling to believe it, Xu Qingshu still took care of other people's feelings—it should be... a scumbag who chose a school and bought it with money.

With the bad impression during the high school entrance examination, she couldn't think that this boy was An Ting, the number one student in the high school entrance examination, so she shifted her gaze, choosing to temporarily ignore this scumbag who stood at the top, and cast her eyes on other people.

She is looking for the champion in the high school entrance examination - An Ting.

Bao Weiwei holding snacks, this is a girl, obviously not Anting.

Goofy with Fa Ge's back hair combed, this... doesn't quite look like it, but there seems to be no one else.

Standing at the door was a group of three.

Finally, Xu Qingshu looked at Gao Fei with complicated eyes, her hairstyle was a little more protruding, as long as her brain is good, the main reason is that this is the only possibility.

Bao Weiwei explained: "I'm sorry, teacher, we are actually lost."

This is true.

Although An Ting and the others were a bit casual, it was the first night of self-study and the first meeting with the class teacher, so they would not be late on purpose so badly.

It was the first time they were looking for a classroom, but they couldn't find it, and it took them more than ten minutes.

Xu Qingshu was a little dissatisfied, but she would not be so stupid as to have conflicts with the students on the first day, especially the number one in the senior high school entrance examination.

"Okay, classmate An Ting, come in, don't be late in the future."

"it is good…"

After An Ting responded, he walked into the classroom with his two friends.

It was nothing at first, but Xu Qingshu realized something - it seems that the person who responded to me just now was not the one with the back of his head, but...

She didn't believe in evil, and tentatively called out: "Anting~"

And a little tenderness.

And the next moment, An Ting, with platinum hair, looked back subconsciously, and even licked the red oil at the corner of his mouth, "Teacher, did you call me?"

The whole place was silent.

……

School hasn't officially started yet.

Followed by a seven-day military training, from August 8th to 20th, after the end of the three-day holiday, for the final rest, September 27st officially started school.

Seats are all on a first-come, first-served basis, where you like to sit.

After all, the head teacher doesn't know the heights of the students, so he can't adjust them in advance.

An Ting and the other three were all late, so they could only do what they needed to do, and couldn't share a table with their acquaintances.

What they didn't expect was that Song Ci was alone...

In this world, some people are alone because she is not popular; some people are alone because she is special and can only be seen from a distance.

Song porcelain obviously belongs to the latter.

Before class, she sat alone for half an hour. Everyone was silently paying attention to her, but no one dared to sit aside.

The next moment, An Ting and Song Ci met eyes without warning.

Both had already showered, using the same brand of shampoo, body wash, and even toothpaste.

Song Ci is still the same, even on a midsummer night, after taking a bath, she still wears long trousers and white shoes, looking brand new.

And An Ting is a rough image.

Just when An Ting wanted to go up and sit together, Bao Weiwei sat up and held Song Ci's arm affectionately, "Hey hey hey, we are at the same table~"

Song Ci smiled slightly, but from the corner of her eye, she was looking at the back of the boy walking away, not knowing what she was thinking.

An Ting was fine, he was afraid that it would be embarrassing for Song Ci to be left alone. After all, he didn't know the total number of people in the class. What if it was an odd number?

Now that Bao Weiwei leaned over, he could sit freely.

In the end, An Ting sat next to a mushroom-headed girl who didn't seem to have graduated from junior high school. She was ordinary in every sense. She secretly glanced at An Ting, and then closed her eyes at the speed of light.

Hmm... the social fear girl, she looks like Gu Xueli from the past.

Gao Fei deliberately sat next to a girl.

In the first class meeting, there was actually no theme, it was just to let the head teacher and the students get to know each other, bring back a military uniform and give it out, and explain the precautions for military training.

Another point.

"During the military training, although I came to the school every day, I still had to choose a temporary male and female person in charge for the convenience of work." Xu Qingshu said.

Looking back at primary school and junior high school career, class cadres are a matter of pride.

At every family dinner, relatives and friends will either ask about their grades, compare their heights, or ask if there is any official position in the class.

However, the situation is a little different after entering high school.

Due to the busy studies and the joining of some associations, class cadres are no longer popular. In the eyes of many people, they are a hard job and thankless.

And the temporary person in charge selected at this time, after the official start of school, if he has not made any obvious mistakes, there is a high probability that he will be the monitor or deputy monitor.

therefore.

When Xu Qingshu's voice fell, there was a strange atmosphere in the class.

Of course... There are still people who are willing to be the temporary person in charge, especially boys. After all, this is an opportunity to show in front of girls, especially when the girl is in charge of Song Ci...

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, although it is not necessary to fall in love, the desire to interact with women is intensifying.

"Choose girls first, is anyone willing to raise their hand?"

Girls are still a little different from boys, and they don't tend to be in the limelight. They just feel that military training is so tiring, and they don't want to increase the burden anymore.

Kind of embarrassing.

At this time, Song Ci raised his hand.

"I'll..."

After letting out a sigh of relief, all the girls in the class looked at Song Ci with admiration, and thought to themselves—he deserves to be the No.2 in the high school entrance examination.

Only An Ting could see it.

This girl doesn't want to be the person in charge at all, the main reason is that no one raised her hand, and 90% of the head teacher will count on her as No.2 in the high school entrance examination, so why not take the initiative and win face.

"Okay, what about the boy?"

On the boys side... a few people really raised their hands.

Including Wang Zihong, Lin Shengwu, and several other older boys.

What people didn't expect was—the last row, the seat by the window, and a hand raised high.

It was Anting.

While raising his hand, the boy held the sun with the other hand, glanced to one side, and there was an obvious sighing movement in his mouth, looking very reluctant.

The people in the class were a little puzzled.

What's the matter with this guy?

It seems so reluctant, why do you want to grab this position?
What to pretend! ?
Song Ci in the front row glanced at the boy out of the corner of his eye, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

When An Ting raised his hands together with other boys, his victory would be without doubt.

After all, he is the top student in the high school entrance examination, and no one can shake his position in the short term.

what?
You said voting for elections...

This is actually meaningless.

Just imagine, on the first day of the class meeting, no one knows anyone, and they don't know half of it.

Moreover, Xu Qingshu was willing to hand over the position of the boy's person in charge to An Ting, not because he changed his mind, but because he wanted to test the boy's background.

Although the first impression is bad, you can't jump to conclusions so easily, keep watching.

"Since that's the case, then student An Ting will be the head of the boys."

Hearing the head teacher's decision, Wang Zihong and other boys were a little upset, but they could only accept this fact.

The evening self-study in the first and second grades of high school is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and the first class meeting ends before [-]:[-], so there are really not so many topics to talk about.

Xu Qingshu allowed the students to allocate their time freely, they were not allowed to leave the classroom, and they could chat quietly.

No teaching materials have been distributed, and it is boring to let people sit around. It is better to allow them to exchange feelings and get to know each other.

then.

Xu Qingshu looked at Anting and Song Ci, and said, "Anting and Song Ci, you two take a few students to the warehouse behind the administrative building to receive military training uniforms..."

"Okay..." The two responded in unison.

Wang Zihong looked at An Ting who was organizing the boys to move things on the podium, feeling inexplicably upset, always feeling that this person robbed him of his C position.

What is the most annoying thing for a pretender—that is to see others pretending to be more than themselves.

Another thing is that I am new to a class, and the students in the class do not know each other, and everyone is adapting to the new environment.

Anting's luck is very good, he and Gao Fei, Song Ci and Bao Weiwei are all junior high school classmates, plus the titles of No.1 and No.2 in the high school entrance examination, there is no need to adapt at all.

It is not so much the first year of high school, it is better to say that it is the fourth year of junior high school, which directly forms the core circle.

Wang Zihong held the sun with one hand, rolled his dead fish eyes, and muttered: "Hmph, this kind of circle is not uncommon."

Wang Zihong has been the core of the class since kindergarten. He thought that he would be the focus when he entered high school, but he didn't expect to be taken away on the first night.

however.

In the next second, something that Wang Zihong didn't expect happened. An Ting suddenly looked at himself in front of the whole class and said with a smile, "Zihong, let's move things together?"

Hearing An Ting's voice, everyone turned their eyes to Wang Zihong, thinking that Wang Zihong and An Ting were very familiar.

Wang Zihong, who was originally a fish-eyed man, felt some surprised eyes from others. At that moment, he turned into Ace, and An Ting was a white beard—be my son.

Wang Zihong put down his hands on the spot, little stars appeared in his eyes, "Okay, Brother Ting, let's move things together."

Lin Shengwu and Lu Ren on the side were speechless, one second they were disdainful, and the next second they showed their favor, and they rushed forward.

Seeing that Wang Zihong happily agreed, An Ting also smiled.

Ok…

An Ting is showing his favor to Wang Zihong.

Although Anting has a plan to go to school, but for the time being, he can only stay in the school dormitory, living under the same roof, not seeing him when he looks up.

Why do evil when you can be kind to others?

Why have one more enemy when we can have one more friend?
(End of this chapter)