Transfer Student (2)

The starting bell rang. Although everyone voiced that they didn’t have an interest in the countryside transfer student but they still held a curiosity within their raised heads, awaiting to see what kind of appearance the new cla.s.smate would have.

The students by the corridor windows couldn’t help but all stuck their heads out, wanting to s.n.a.t.c.h a peek.

Outside the corridor came the sound of the teacher Qin KaiWen’s steady and powerful leather shoes. The students who originally had their heads stuck out the window quickly drew them back inside.

“How is it, how is it? Did you see?”

The other students who didn’t get the chance to stick their heads out urgently asked.

“The teacher’s there, couldn’t take a good look, pretty much just got a glimpse. Pitch-black straight hair, white

skirt, slender figure, I couldn’t get a clear look at the face but it felt very cla.s.sy, not like a countryside sister.”

“Not? Didn’t LiLi say she was a countryside sister?”

“That’s what my mom said.” Chen LiLi disputed.

Hearing that it was a long haired, white skirt wearing, with a good body cla.s.sy female student, the other male students started to become excited as they raised their heads for the moment the transfer student would appear.

A spherical shadow covered the entrance, it was the teacher, Qin KaiWen’s big and tall stature. The originally quietly chattering cla.s.s immediately became incomparably tranquil, everyone sitting up right.

“Students, a new student has transferred into our cla.s.s today. Everyone, please give a warm applause to welcome her into our cla.s.s.” The Qin KaiWen who usually had a strict and powerful voice seemed to carry

carry a point of excitement in his tone today.

“Welcome welcome, welcome welcome!” All the male students started to enthusiastically clap their hands. The pairs and pairs of eyes that shot towards the door were incomparably dazzling.

While the female students gave lifeless claps with depressed faces.

“Come on in student Yang ZiMei.” Qin KaiWen beckoned towards the door.

A lithe and slender white form appeared at the door, waist length black hair with her face slightly down, a delicate and pretty looks, graceful eyebrows extending to the temples, clever and lively defined eyes, a small vermillion mole in the middle of the forehead as if adding a finis.h.i.+ng touch, making her whole face come alive.

If by facial features, it couldn’t compare to the school blossom, Mu RongYan’s beauty. However, her skin is something Mu RongYan is by far unable to match.

Just

to match.

Just by seeing her white delicate, smooth, and tender skin, was as if a baby’s orchid pink incandescence. Perhaps it was too white and tender, causing her whole body to seem as if shrouded by an indistinct thin layer of white mist, a truly surreal feeling.

Her expression did not carry any timid nor overcautious, only just standing lightly before the cla.s.sroom. Her pair of clever big eyes calmly swept across everyone’s faces, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly into a curve. Her indifferent calm posture was like a lily bud that opens within the morning mist to welcome the first rays of dawn. [1]

The male students looked straight on, feeling like Xiao LongNu from Return of the Condor Heroes had appeared, uncontaminated, aloof, and sublime.

As for the female students, they looked at the extremely and completely-different-from-their-own-expectations form of

completely-different-from-their-own-expectations form of the white clothed girl before their eyes with mixed feelings. An unconscious feeling of inferiority arose.

Qin KaiWen also had an expression of appreciation as he looked at Yang ZiMei.

At the beginning, the princ.i.p.al said he’d have a transfer student from the countryside and he was very unwilling. According to his past experience, the students transferred from the countryside mostly had very low self-esteem and didn’t mesh with the cla.s.s. They either sank their heads into their studies or did not study at all, only creating inconsistencies within the cla.s.s.

When he first saw Yang ZiMei, he was just like these male students, feeling like he’s seeing Xiao LongNu. As if a cool breeze blew and the lily swayed, refres.h.i.+ng.

1. Her indifference in more detail: does not fear for favor nor abuse, does not care for going nor stopping.