The L City Secondary School has been around for more than a hundred years, maintaining an old architectural style. There are two clean paths that have pine trees within every couple of meters. The school garden consists of many varieties of flowers and plants. Each of them will have a small wooden sign that have their names and characteristics.
The school is separated into two buildings; one for middle school and one for high school. High school consists of three grades and each grade holds twelve classes. They all occupy four floors of the building, each floor consisting three classes. Class One of every grade was determined from the grades that the students have earned from last semester’s final examination. Class One consists of the top thirty students, deeming them as the honor class. The other students are distributed evenly among the other eleven classes according to their averages. Shu Yawang and Tang Xiao Tian are in Junior Year Class Seven, their classroom located at the end of the third floor. When you look out from the hallway of the third floor, you can see the school playground at your right, surrounded with sycamore trees, all with their leafy, green leaves.
“Xiao Tian, Yawang, over here!” Zhang Jing Yu yells out from the classroom. They walk into the classroom, seeing Jing Yu sitting in the last row. They walk towards him when a male student grabs Xiao Tian’s arm to greet him. Yawang didn’t wait for him and sits down on the seat in front of Jing Yu. She is drinking from her water bottle when Jing Yu shakes her shoulder.
“Hey Yawang, did you know? You’re the flower of our class!” Yawang is very close in spitting out the water.
“Who? Me?”
“Shocked right?! I’m shocked too.” Zhang Jing Yu says with a depressed look.
“We only have eight girls in the class and you’re the prettiest out of all of them. This is a tragedy!” It turns out that the school starts to separate the students into the liberal arts or science classes, and half the female students choose liberal arts. There are only four liberal arts classes, and the rest of the female students are distributed evenly among the rest of the eight science classes. Every science class has at least ten female students, with Class Seven having the least, only eight female students. Yawang scratches her head and smiles.
“What tragedy? I think it’s pretty nice.”
“Bullcrap, of course you would think it’s nice. If I’m in a classroom with eight boys and thirty girls, I will think it’s nice, really nice.” Jing Yu grumbles while hitting his desk. Tang Xiao Tian walks over to them and sits at the seat right next to Yawang.
“What’s with him?”
“Nothing.” Yawang turns her head and looks around the classroom. A classroom full of boys, hehe. Half of them look nice, a portion of them are pretty handsome, and very few are extremely good-looking. I hit the jackpot!
“Yawang!” Xiao Tian calls out as he wave his hand in front of her face.
“What’s with her?” He asks Jing Yu when she didn’t give a response.
“She’s enjoying it!” Jing Yu coldly replies.
“Enjoying what?”
“How lucky she is!” Pak. A book hits Jing Yu’s head.
“I’m not like you.” Yawang glares at him.
“Oh really? Then go wipe off the saliva on your face.” Jing Yu replies back indifferently.
“Yawang!” Xiao Tian looks at her. “Don’t look at anyone.” Her heart melts when he tells her to not look. Fine, I won’t look, the most handsome boy in our class is Tang Xiao Tian anyway. Zhang Jing Yu sighs out loud. There is a loyal dog protecting the prettiest girl in the class, I’m going to transfer.
When it’s about time to start class, their homeroom teacher walks in. He is a thirty-something year old man. The first thing he says is,
“All the girls sit at the front. Who’s the prettiest girl here?” Yawang points to herself. The prettiest girl? Is he referring to me? When she sees their teacher nodding his head, she stands up.
“My name is Shu Yawang.”
“Great, then you’ll be the class president.”
Chapter end
Report
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|