Under the eager gazes of all the students in Guojin Class 2, more and more people walked in from outside the classroom.
Japanese exchange students.
The leader was a Japanese boy, wearing a simple plain gray shirt, a pair of khaki trousers, and canvas shoes. Although he was not handsome, his facial features were regular, and his expression was calm, without much nervousness or other emotions. The temperament he exuded was inexplicably eye-catching.
Many girls in the classroom couldn't help but have their eyes slightly lit up.
"Wow —"
"He's a handsome guy!"
"He's not the handsome kind, but his temperament makes people feel comfortable."
"He's my type!"
The other boys in the class listened for a while and curled their lips. "He's just so-so …" "I don't think he has any temperament," "Girls are really infatuated."
As for the people in the back of the classroom, Qiu Le couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, a guy —"
Feng Tao's eyes were still on the door.
"What's the hurry? He's just the first one."
"There are six more."
Following the first Japanese boy, several more Japanese exchange students came in one after another, but they were all boys. Each of them had the same style of dressing and temperament as the first boy. They stood in a row on the podium, their bodies straight, and their expressions looked indifferent …
Or rather, a little indifferent.
Some of the boys in the class couldn't help but frown and whisper to each other.
"Hey, why do I feel that these guys are so arrogant?"
"All of them look like they're dead —"
"What's wrong? They're not happy to come to our school for an exchange? Are they looking down on us? "
"They're just a bunch of Japanese, what's there to be proud of …"
At this time, several Japanese boys on the stage had already begun to introduce themselves. The leading boy glanced at the audience with a calm expression. His gaze did not stop on anyone for even a moment before he quickly retracted it. Then, he bowed slightly.
"Miyamoto Sugato, please give me some advice."
He spoke in Chinese, and his intonation and pronunciation were a little strange, but his etiquette was impeccable.
Then the second, third, and fourth exchange students began to introduce themselves one after another.
"Ken Ueda."
"Hiroshi Aoki."
"Saya Ito."
"Yang Nakamura."
When every Japanese exchange student introduced themselves on the podium, they would bow like the first Miyamoto Shantou, and when they reported their names, they did not forget to add a sentence of "please advise me". Each and every one of them was very thoughtful and appropriate in terms of etiquette, but …
It always made people subconsciously feel uncomfortable.
"Indeed … I feel a little arrogant."
In the back row, Feng Tao frowned as he looked at the Japanese boys on the stage. They stood in a row with their hands calmly placed in front of them. Although each of them introduced themselves politely, their concise introductions made it seem as if they were unwilling to talk to the students of Guo Jin Class 2.
There was an inexplicable sense of coldness and alienation.
Shen Zhuang, who was sitting next to Feng Tao, had a simple and honest personality. He was not willing to think badly of these new Japanese students.
"I don't think so."
"Maybe it's just that their Chinese isn't very good, and they can't say anything else even if they wanted to."
"Yes, that's possible." Feng Tao nodded, but he still frowned. He always felt that the situation would not be as simple as Shen Zhuang said.
Qiu Le, who was sitting next to him, stared at the Japanese exchange students on the podium and muttered something under his breath, "What are you talking about?
"One, two, three, four …"
"Five, six."
Then Qiu Le looked disappointed.
"What the f * ck, all six of them are men?!"
Feng Tao couldn't help but roll his eyes. "That's enough. Just give up. How can you be so lucky to meet a beautiful Japanese girl? Do you really think there are so many beautiful girls in the world?"
Qiu Le was extremely depressed. "Damn … Not to mention beautiful girls, all of them are men. There isn't even a single woman. It's so boring."
Qiu Le suddenly seemed to come to a realization. His eyes suddenly lit up again.
"No!"
"There are only six of them."
"Didn't you say that there are seven exchange students? There's still one more! — — "
Just as he finished speaking, light footsteps came from outside the classroom door.
The six Japanese exchange students on the podium, as well as all the students of the National Gold Class 2, looked toward the door again.
Then — —
Everyone saw it first …
It was a pair of plain white cloth shoes. The footsteps were gentle but light as they stepped onto the ground outside the classroom door.
A beautiful Japanese girl, who could almost make everyone slightly suffocate, walked into the view of everyone in the class with a tranquil and serene expression.
Almost instantly, all the boys in the class were dumbfounded.
It was a deathly silence.
The girl walked to the podium with light footsteps and stood there gracefully. She wasn't tall, but she looked slender and graceful. Her waist-length black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and it was trimmed in an exquisite and meticulous manner. Beneath her neat bangs was a beautiful face that was so exquisite that it was almost flawless. Her eyes were as clear and peaceful as the surface of a lake. She looked at all the students in the Guojin Class-2 below the podium, who were all stunned. Then, she smiled and bowed.
"Kamiya Saka."
"Everyone, please take care of me."
She spoke in Chinese. Although her tone was still a little strange, it showed a strange and pleasant charm when paired with her light and sweet voice. People couldn't help but want to hear a few more words from the girl.
She also bowed with perfect etiquette. But compared to the previous six Japanese exchange students, the girl named Kamiya Saka's speech and behavior didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all. Everything seemed very natural and matched the girl's quiet temperament perfectly.
Seeing that the seven Japanese exchange students had finished their self-introductions, the counselor next to the podium smiled and clapped his hands.
"Done."
"These seven new students from Japan will spend the academic year with everyone else in our Guojin Class 2. Before they came here, they had learned a certain level of Mandarin, but they definitely can't speak it well enough. I hope that everyone in our class can help us in the future and get along well with each other —"
As soon as he finished speaking.
There was almost no need for the counselor to continue signaling, the entire classroom was filled with thunderous applause.
Clap clap clap clap!!!!
The most enthusiastic and enthusiastic applause came from the boys in the class. One by one, they clapped with all their might while looking at the girl named Kamiya Saka on the podium with undisguised amazement and admiration. They almost reached out to wipe their saliva.
"How lucky!"
"God is so kind to the National Gold Class 2!"
"What the f * ck …"
She was simply a top-notch 10 point goddess-like chick alright!!
"Damn, there really is a top-notch Japanese girl!"
Qiu Le's eyes almost popped out of his head from the back row of the classroom. Surprise and shock mixed together, and he almost couldn't speak clearly.
"Damn, damn it, the highlight is really at the end!!?"
Even Feng Tao couldn't help but take a deep breath. He looked at Kamiya Saka with amazement in his eyes.
"This girl …"
"Her looks, figure, and temperament are top-notch even among the beauties!"
Shen Zhuang, who had the most honest personality, also murmured.
"This … this is not worse than Tang Tang and Sister Yuki, right?"
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