Although it was only the first year of high school, this school already had night self-study classes. No wonder there were so many provincial college entrance examination top scorers. It could only be said that this school was very strict in all aspects.
Parents were also very confident in sending their children to this high school. For example, Zhao Youyue's father, Zhao Jiayi, did not believe in aristocratic private high schools. The atmosphere there was not good. It was better to be in a provincial key high school that emphasized on academic ethics and strict school rules.
Usually, homework would be collected ten minutes before the last class of the night self-study class. The next morning, the representatives of the subjects would hand the homework to the teachers.
Zhao Youyue did not attend the night self-study class. This was also the privilege of a day student. After three self-study classes, it would be almost ten o 'clock at night. It would not be safe for day students to go home. The school would decide whether to attend the night self-study class or not. Of course, most of them were willing to attend …
In fact, Zhao Youyue did not have such safety issues. Although she did not have a personal bodyguard, she had a private car to pick her up. How could there be any safety issues?
However, Zhao Youyue still chose not to attend the night self-study class. She felt that doing her homework at home would be the same … Well, she just wanted to be lazy, because she could do her homework at home while playing with her phone. If she heard her mother's footsteps outside, she would immediately hide her phone and pretend to be immersed in her homework. When she encountered a question that she could not solve, she would be too lazy to study it. Instead, she could not help but go online to search for the answer.
This was the Zhao Youyue in real life. Apparently, she had the mentality of muddling through her studies. There were a few other day students in the class, but she was the only one who did not attend the evening self-study session due to safety concerns … This incident had made her feel more prominent. Everyone's impression of her was now one more word — — Rascal.
Therefore, the representatives of the subjects could only collect her homework during the morning self-study class. After all, she was not in the night self-study class.
The person who came to collect her homework was the mathematics representative, Chen Haoran. He seemed to have scored full marks in the high school entrance examination. He also scored full marks in the mock test. He had also won the first prize in the mathematics competition during junior high. Thus, he was personally appointed as the mathematics representative by the mathematics teacher, Gu Yaoyan. He was his favorite student. If the other students could not answer the question during the mathematics class, Gu Yaoyan would let Chen Haoran be the terminator, because he would never let him down.
Zhao Youyue passed the mathematics handout to the slightly plump Chen Haoran. Chen Haoran took a look at her handout. Her handwriting was graceful, and the paper was neat. It was a good look. He could not help but say, "You're pretty good. The last question on this handout was so difficult for the class. It took them a long time to solve. I didn't expect you to solve it by yourself." Zhao Youyue was a little surprised.
His voice was slightly loud, and the surrounding students heard him. Someone muttered, "Good my ass. If I had a mobile phone, I could do it easily."
In fact, basically everyone had a mobile phone. However, they only dared to leave it in the dormitory. They did not dare to bring it to the classroom. They were afraid that their mobile phone would ring during class. Even if it was just a vibration, it would eventually be discovered. If the teacher confiscated the mobile phone, they would be out of luck, and their parents would be called. This school was perverted. The power plugs in the dormitory were just for show. Many boarders could only recharge their mobile phones once a week. Otherwise, they would ask the day students to bring their mobile phones home to recharge.
When Chen Haoran heard this, he finally understood. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry."
He did not know that he could use a mobile phone. He also had one, but his parents did not allow him to bring it into school. They were afraid that it would lead to puppy love, which would affect his studies. Therefore, he had to use public phones to contact his family.
Actually, Chen Haoran really wanted to please Zhao Youyue just now. You might not believe it, but he thought that Zhao Youyue was the prettiest girl in the class. Her skin was so good, white and tender, without a single pimple. Her voice was so gentle and sweet, and her short hair was so cute. But for some reason, she was always ignored, as if she did not exist at all.
Chen Haoran was a boarder. He lived in a village near the county town. He studied hard since he was young, but he was weak in liberal arts. It was more than enough for him to enter this school, unlike Zhao Youyue, who had to pay tens of thousands of construction fees to the school, and treat the school leaders to a meal.
After the lights go out in the boys' dormitory, they could not help but chat with each other. As the school had just started, the homeroom teacher rarely made surprise visits to the dormitory. Therefore, everyone chatted happily, and the next day's morning reading class became a time for catching up on sleep.
The girls in the class were always mentioned in the boys' gossip. In novels, "the prettiest girl in the class" or "the most beautiful girl in the school." In reality, such words were rarely mentioned in real life, as if it was an inexplicable shame. However, if a girl's name was often discussed by the boys, she was actually the prettiest girl in the class.
Obviously, Zhao Youyue was not mentioned. When the boys in Chen Haoran's dormitory discussed the beauties in the class, the one who was mentioned the most was the class art committee member, Jiang Qing. She was cheerful, generous, and always had a smile on her face. She even sang a popular song during the military training, which left a deep impression on the boys. Of course, the most important thing was that she was not as pretty as Zhao Youyue.
The military training was held one week before the start of the school. It was on a "voluntary" basis. Zhao Youyue was traveling abroad at that time, and did not participate. In fact, even if she was not traveling, she would not participate. She could not stand the hardship of having to go through the military training in such a hot weather.
"It's okay." Zhao Youyue smiled and said indifferently.
Chen Haoran returned to his seat with Zhao Youyue's paper. He felt that Zhao Youyue looked pretty when she smiled just now.
After Zhao Youyue handed in her homework, she was a little bored. Most of the students around her had started their morning reading. For example, her deskmate, Zhou Fang, was reading very seriously, even though the class teacher and language teacher, Qiu Yingchun, had not arrived yet.
Since the teacher had not arrived yet, why would she need to do the morning reading? Wouldn't it be a loss?
That's right, Zhao Youyue was the kind of student who would only show a hardworking look in front of the teacher. She was really down to earth. During her school days, there should be many students who had the same style as her.
Zhao Youyue sneakily took out her phone and was ready to go to the Qidian manga website to enjoy the webcomic "Pure Romance." She could also tip it as a Sect Master to build a relationship with the manga author. After all, she had the money.
However, not long after she started reading, the class teacher, Qiu Yingchun, sneaked into the classroom from the back door. The sound of him reading had covered his footsteps. Then, he caught Zhao Youyue who was reading the manga on her phone. Her phone was confiscated on the spot.
Zhao Youyue instantly gained the attention of the whole class that she wanted so much. Her sense of presence had increased tremendously, but she felt really embarrassed … At the same time, she was thinking that the Fruit phone was about to release its eighth generation. Just in time for a new phone. Hmm, this was the typical style of a Ms. Perfect.
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