Chapter 06 Su Anyang, where are you from? 4
"Xiao Ningzi, you have a competitor now."
The campus in the early morning is bright and beautiful. Dewy apricot blossoms bloom beautifully on the branches. When the wind blows, they turn into a flower rain, falling down one after another, bringing a wisp of refreshing and pleasant fragrance, and even the air is sweetened.
Before I even walked into the classroom, Mu Xiyue came up to me impatiently.
"Hmm?" I raised my eyebrows, waiting for her next words.
"A girl named Su Anyang has just transferred to our class, and the teacher has asked her to be your deskmate. She is gentle, generous, and very beautiful. This time, Wang Wei's title of school beauty may be lost."
"Tsk, what's Wang Wei? You know how she got the title of campus beauty." Before I could say anything, Mu Xue beside me couldn't help but say, "Our Yining doesn't like dress up, but if she does, Wang Wei will have to admit defeat."
"Not only that, I heard that Su Anyang's grades are also very good. Before transferring to another school, she was the top student in the whole school. This time, she originally wanted to transfer to the key class where Wei Jimao was. But because the number of students in Grade 2 Class 3 had already exceeded the quota, she had to be assigned to our class with grievance."
"What's so great about Class 3, Grade 2? It's just Wei Jimo who has been in the spotlight. Don't forget that the top three in the grade have always been Wei Jimo, Xiao Luonan from Class 2, Grade 2, and our Yining. Mu Xiyue, don't encourage others to be more ambitious and destroy your own prestige."
"That's why I said that Xiao Ningzi has an opponent this time." Hearing this, Mu Xiyue smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Ningzi, I am optimistic about you. No matter what time, I will support you."
"Come on, you two, isn't it a good thing to have a new student with good grades? Our second-grade class 1 has a strong competitor. When the time comes, it will be our class that will be proud of us." I threw the schoolbag to Mu Xiyue and turned to walk towards the school newspaper office. "Okay, you two stop gossiping. Let's go back to the classroom to welcome the new students. I left a copy of yesterday's press release in the school newspaper office. I'll go get it and revise it. Otherwise, I won't be able to hand it in today."
Before I even walked into the classroom with the press release, I heard a commotion coming from afar.
Since Su Anyang transferred to our class, it seems that she has injected vitality into our class. Everyone likes this beautiful, generous and good-performing girl.
After spending the past two days together, I really like my new deskmate. Su Anyang is generous, gentle, and unpretentious. In some ways, he and I are like-minded.
So it was love at first sight between us, which caused Mu Xiyue to accuse me more than once of being fickle and forgetting about her when I found someone new.
This stingy girl...
I was thinking whether to treat Mu Xiyue and Su Anyang to a big meal after school today. On the one hand, it would comfort Mu Xiyue's fragile and injured heart, and on the other hand, it would welcome our new friends. A slender figure at the door of the classroom made me stop in my tracks.
The boy in front of me was still handsome in blue shirt and white pants, but the smile on his lips had nothing to do with me anymore, as if our past encounters had never existed.
Now, we have once again become strangers passing by each other on campus.
Wei Jimo, what is he here for?
"Student Lin, you've come just in time." Perhaps it was because my gaze was too scorching, or perhaps it was because the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became quiet, Wei Jimo quickly noticed my presence, turned around, and gave me a gentle but distant smile. Wei Jimo smiled unusually politely, "I heard that you are the monitor of Class 1, Grade 2. From today on, I am a member of our class. Class monitor, do you welcome me?"
“What... do you mean?” I don’t know if it was because Wei Jimo’s smile was too dazzling, but my brain suddenly short-circuited.
"I have applied to the school for a class transfer and got the school's approval. That means, from today on, I will be in Class 1, Grade 2." Wei Jimu spoke amid the cheers of his classmates, but I felt like I was listening to a fairy tale.
Wei Jimo transferred to our class?
Why?
Why does he come to our Class 1, Grade 2 instead of staying in the key class?
A small thought just arose in my mind, but was instantly suppressed by me.
I pointed to an empty seat at the back of the classroom and said expressionlessly, "Since the teacher is not here, then you can sit there first, Wei."
"Class monitor, can I make a small request?" Upon hearing this, Wei Jimu hesitated to move.
Obviously not satisfied with my arrangement.
"You say." I walked back to my seat and sat down.
"I want to sit here with you, is that okay?" Wei Jimo looked down at me, his eyes shining brightly.
"Student Ji Mo, do you want to switch seats with me?" Before I could come to my senses, Su Anyang at the side spoke before me.
"No." Wei Jimo shook his head, his eyes fell from me to Su Anyang, "I want to change seats with the monitor."
The classroom suddenly became quiet. Although no one was making any noise, at this moment, I could still feel the awkward atmosphere and everyone's sympathetic gazes.
"Student Wei, do you want to change seats with me?" Although I didn't look up, I could keenly feel Wei Jimo's focused and burning gaze when he was looking at Su Anyang. There was a strong and undisguised interest in his gaze that made it impossible for me to ignore it.
There was a stuffy feeling in my chest, so suffocating that I could hardly speak.
The next second, I looked up, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't agree."
