HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 74

“Hey, hey, hey, did you hear?” A boy from Yan Qing’s class hurriedly ran into the classroom and asked another male student who was cleaning the blackboard.

“What ah? You were chased by a dog?”

“You’re the one being chased by a dog, I heard that a bully is coming to our class!” The boy jumped up and slapped the man on the head.

“Bully? The school bully transferred to our school? You have a bag in your head!” A small fat girl wearing round-framed glasses passed by them holding a book and, as always, spoke venomously.

“It’s true, I just went to Wu’s place to hand in my homework, I heard Wu and some teachers talking about a transfer student who will arrive soon, he was expelled for fighting and came to our school, but his grades are so good that the school side let him choose which class, and he chose our class!”

“Why did you choose our class? The overall grades are not good enough.” A girl sitting at her desk eating bread, tilted her head and asked the boy on the podium.

“Who knows, maybe this will highlight his grades more!” The boy rubbed his chin with one hand, making a thinking face.

Meanwhile, Murphy followed his parents on the school playground.

The September day is still blazing, Mo Fei wore a white MLB baseball cap to shade the sun, a simple white T-shirt, black workwear leggings, FILA white basketball shoes, head down, hands in the trouser pockets.

“Hey, Little Fish, look at that guy, so tug,” Chen Mu took advantage of the time between classes to discuss things with Little Fish, the two of them standing in the shade at the edge of the playground, “How come this guy has never seen before?”

The three school buildings surround the entire playground, a very common school style.

At this time some boys on the playground are not afraid of the heat playing ball, the balcony on the teaching building is bustling with some boys and girls lying on the ground.

The people who are lying down inside, will there be her.

The small fish looked at the untamed face in front of her turned to the direction she was in, and her eyes met for a second, turned away.

The gangly handsome man. This is the small fish’s evaluation of Mo Fei’s face.

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In the classroom.

The topic of this transfer student is still being discussed.

A bunch of gossip professionals gathered at the door.

“Is that a guy or a girl?” The chubby girl with glasses asked.

“Fighting expelled, you say male female?!” The boy who reported the news sat on a desk in the first row by the door.

“What if it’s a female who fights a lot, and our class doesn’t have um…” The girl, whose mouth was covered by the boy, glanced at Yan Qing, who was sitting in the corner of the last row.

As soon as school started, Wu let everyone choose their own seats one by one according to last semester’s results, Yan Qing directly chose the last row, the corner of this, from time to time can also look out the window, she felt good.

But the class is one person without a table, since the fight was famous, the class is not too close to the students, was used to being isolated last semester, no one next to, but also fell clean.

“Oh, Yan Qing, Master Qing… I’m sorry ha, this goods is the mouth looking for twitch, I help you palm, hell,” the boy immediately took away the hand covering the girl’s mouth, jumped up, “you Ya belong to the dog right you!”

Yan Qing turned her head and was about to say it’s okay when she saw a few steps away from the classroom door behind the boys, and Lao Wu led a boy wearing a baseball cap to walk.

The boy had his head down, and Wu was swaying in front of him, so he couldn’t see his face very clearly.

The boy who was bitten in the mouth heard the commotion behind him and turned around, “Damn! Old Wu, ah no, teacher Wu, you are really a god!”

“Yo, not bad, good use of this idiom!” Old Wu patted his shoulder, signaling him to back off, and then said to the boy behind him, “You find a seat first, and I’ll bring your books for you in the third class session.”

Old Wu turned sideways and let the boy into the classroom, he raised his head and with a glance he saw Yan Qing who had his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning lazily on the back of his chair and looking at him expressionlessly with his legs crossed.

When he looked at her, he saw her put her legs away, her head turned toward the window, her right hand out of her trouser pocket, her elbow supporting her right cheek, the stool seemed far apart, so her other hand was also out, pulling the side of the stool and moving a little closer.