He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 5 [004] The thing about going to school
An Yeran said: "It's up, what's the matter?"

Lu Xiu blushed, and said intermittently: "Today, today, Dad said that he would take my sister to go through the transfer procedures, so let me call you..."

An Yeran was stunned for a moment, and then recalled what happened yesterday!
Forget about this.

"Understood, I'll change clothes right away, you go have breakfast first." An Yeran closed the door without looking at Lu Xiu after finishing speaking.

Seeing that his sister had no intention of talking to him, Lu Xiu at the door lowered his head in frustration, turned and left.

After changing her clothes, An Yeran went downstairs to eat, but she didn't actually have the habit of eating breakfast.

When she used to go to school, she always slept until 10 minutes before the class bell rang before waking up, and then spent three to five minutes changing clothes and washing, and then used the rest of the time to rush all the way to school.

After graduating from high school, An Yeran did not go to university because he failed the exam.

As a scumbag with an average score of around 20 in all her homework, the high-tech things in college are not suitable for her, so she went home and inherited her own martial arts gym, completely becoming an invincible opponent in Lane 2, Yanwan Road, Six Districts, C City Big Sister.

In the restaurant on the first floor, Jiang's mother skillfully prepared dishes for Lu's father. Today's breakfast consisted of sandwiches, milk, and some fruit salad.

Lu Xiu seems to like drinking milk very much, and there is always a very sweet milky smell on his body.

Jiang Anxue wore the same clothes as Lu Xiu, but her lower body was a black skirt, and An Yeran hadn't officially started school yet, so she didn't have a school uniform.

Her seat was arranged next to Lu Xiu, and I don't know if it was Jiang's mother's intention. In short, just like last night's dinner, the two seats were far away from the three of them.

An Yeran drank a few sips of milk, and didn't move her knife and fork anymore. After she got up, she really didn't have the appetite to eat.

After breakfast, the driver had been waiting at the door for a long time, and the three of them got into the car. Jiang Anxue sat in the co-pilot with a somewhat haughty expression, while An Yeran and Lu Xiu sat in the back. , The three children basically didn't say a word.

Jiang Anxue has been ignoring her younger siblings since she got in the car, and An Yeran knows that she really hates them.

On the way, Lu Xiu kept looking at An Yeran intentionally or unintentionally, with a hesitant expression, An Yeran naturally noticed it, but her stomach hurt so badly that she really didn't have the energy to ask what was wrong with the child.

The car quickly arrived at the school.

Jiang Anxue got out of the car first, and walked straight to her classroom without caring about her younger siblings.

The driver held An Yeran's previous ID in his hand and wanted to take her to go through the admission procedures.

Lu Xiu can only go to the classroom by himself, he is only half a month younger than the eldest sister and the second sister, so he is actually in the second grade.

The No. [-] Middle School Attached Primary School is the top elementary school in City A. The children in it are either rich or expensive, and perhaps because they have been heavily influenced by their parents since childhood, these children are a bit precocious.

Just on the way to the teaching building, An Yeran has already seen more than one little girl delivering pink envelopes to Lu Xiu.

That's right, with a good face, it is indeed very popular.

An Yeran went to the principal's office with the driver's uncle. Seeing them leave, Lu Xiu looked away reluctantly, then coldly rejected the girls' envelopes and walked back to his classroom.

The second sister is much gentler than the eldest sister.

Little Lu Xiu thought so.

Although he is small, he can clearly distinguish the kindness and malice in the eyes of adults.

The new mom doesn't seem to like him, and neither does the big sister.

Only the second sister, when she came, was the first to smile at him and serve him food.

The second sister is a good person.

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After completing the admission procedures, the logistics teacher brought a set of school uniforms for An Yeran, and he must wear school uniforms in the future.

She took An Yeran to the women's room to change, and then took her to the classroom.

Jiang Anxue was in class two, and Lu Xiu was in class one. This school divided classes according to grades. One of the reasons why Jiang Anxue hated Lu Xiu was because his grades were better than hers.

An Yeran had just entered school, and the teachers didn't know what her level was, so they temporarily sent her to the third class. After the first monthly exam, the teachers would reassign her to another class.

An Yeran hates attending classes the most. For some reason, in her original world, every time she entered a class, she would feel weak and tired. This problem seems to have continued into this world. , she felt drowsy coming, and wanted to lie down on the table and have a good sleep.

Transfer students always attract the attention of the whole class, especially the younger ones.

When those young children looked at her one by one, An Yeran felt like a tiger in a circus, surrounded by crowds.

The teacher who is teaching is a middle-aged woman who looks more dignified. She said impatiently: "Please introduce yourself briefly, please hurry up, we still have class, don't waste time."

An Yeran was stunned for two seconds.

It is reasonable to say that welcoming new students should not be a friendly greeting with a smile on your face? !
The teacher's impatient attitude is too obvious!

So An Yeran lost her smile, and she simply said, "An Yeran." Then she went straight to the last row and sat down.

The further up the class, the fewer people there are.

There are about 90 students in class one, thirty in class two, and so on, and there are already more than [-] students in class eight. Of course, the classroom is much bigger.

An Yeran's third class has 40 students, the classroom space is not big, so it is a little crowded.

A boy with black-rimmed glasses sat in the last row of the classroom.

The boy looks ordinary and looks a little silly, but the notes in the notebook are very complete.

The teacher was shocked by An Yeran's attitude for a few seconds, then frowned and said, "What's your attitude?!"

An Yeran pretended to be wronged and said, "You want me to be simple and fast, isn't it fast enough?"

The teacher glared at her, speechless, and continued to talk about what he had just said.

This class is a math class, and what I'm learning is multiplication. Although An Yeran is a scumbag, she can still do the elementary school problems, but she can't change her habit of falling asleep in class.

Before the teacher could speak for a few minutes, An Yeran had already closed his eyes and his head was bouncing on the seat.

"An Yeran!" The teacher's stern voice followed.

An Yeran continued to sleep with her eyes closed as if she hadn't heard anything, and even changed to a more comfortable position.

The teacher was furious. He looked like this when he just transferred to another school. He didn't know how he got into the school. Is the principal blind? !

Under the oppression of the teacher's gaze, the boy with black-rimmed glasses at the same table had no choice but to stretch out his hand and push An Yeran, "Student, classmate, don't sleep, the teacher told you."

　According to An Yeran's personality in the real world:

　　Teacher: "What's your attitude?!"

　　An Yeran: "What kind of attitude?"

　　Teacher: "What's your attitude towards me?!"

　　An Yeran: "You don't care about my attitude!"

　　Teacher: "You have such an attitude!"

　　An Yeran: "Why do I have this attitude?!"

　　Teacher: "I want to tell your parents, drop out of school directly!!"

　　An Yeran: "Long live the teacher!"

　　teacher:"???"

　　The heroine is a sports student, and cultural knowledge is not suitable for her.

　　An Yeran: A woman who looks forward to returning home every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)