Chapter 379 Teacher, You Are so Innocent (10)

Carrying a schoolbag, he naturally entered the first grade (3) class. As soon as he sat in his seat, Xia Qiu heard a commotion in the corridor outside.

She was in the fifth row of the classroom, next to the window on the left, and when she glanced out, she saw the bustling girls rushing over there like crazy, as if they were surrounded by something.

After a while, the girls entered the class, and they talked about each other, none of them were not related to Shang Yucheng.

The first grade (3) class is not a very good class in this year's senior year. The top three rows are the gifted students in their class.

Although they are all here for free reading and high scholarships, but every time gifted students can support teachers, they are naturally valued by teachers.

So the first three rows vaguely formed a small circle of their own, looking at the people behind them all day, as if they were not from the same world, and the others were one level lower than their first three rows.

And in the last four rows, there are naturally high-paying students who are ignorant and inexperienced. They talk in class, read a novel when they have nothing to do, and skip a class.

But Tu Xiaqiu is also a high-cost student, but he has been trying desperately to mix with those gifted students.

Studying hard and improving every day is an anomaly in the small circle with poor grades, and in the eyes of gifted students, she is also an anomaly.

Therefore, she is both a person in two circles and not in any circle.

In the class, she didn't have any friends who could chat like Tian Lemon, so the class had always been a very depressing place for her.

The first period was math class, and the discussions in the class didn't last long.

When Xi Cheng was in class, he would always come ten minutes earlier, and everyone was used to it.

So the first three rows quieted down quickly, but the back four just suppressed the voice of discussion, and the class was still buzzing.

Xia Qiu's roommate is a boy.

Bird's nest head, black-rimmed glasses, fat round body and greasy acne-prone face, dull and low self-esteem, but has always been very good to Xiaqiu.

Behind the scenes, those people jokingly called Xia Qiu and the boy twins, and some maliciously directly called Xia Qiu the boy's wife.

Such a humiliating, depressing and bad high school career, but when Tu Xiaqiu recalled before his death on the plane, because of Xi Cheng's existence, his dark high school memories still left a line of pure whiteness.

"Tu Xiaqiu, send the homework you handed in."

Standing on the podium, the man was wearing a black sweater, not a brand name, jeans and sneakers.

His hair was a little messy in the middle, covering his glasses, and there was stubble around his lips, looking extremely sloppy, like an uncle in his thirties or forties.

Speaking here, Xi Cheng bent down and broke half of the chalk from the chalk box, turned around and wrote the topic on the blackboard seriously.

And Xia Qiu, just like the past few days, walked over quietly, picked up half of the thick homework book, and sent it to the classmates in the class.

In the whole school, including the students, many people looked down on Xicheng.

Those who can never see their faces are replaced by the word sloppy, and the female teachers are not even willing to walk with Xi Cheng within two meters.

But when Xia Qiu triggered the task, it was that time when she hugged her homework and accidentally slipped halfway down.

She squatted down to pick up her homework, and Xi Cheng, who was halfway through writing on the blackboard, also squatted down and picked it up with her.

On the podium next to the desk, Xi Cheng's hands stained with white chalk gray and his warm fingertips inadvertently bumped into Xia Qiu's.

The plot was activated in Xia Qiu's mind like running water, and the clean smell of Xicheng around him and the temperature of his fingertips remained in Xia Qiu's heart.