Chapter 31
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Song Yaoyao looked straight ahead. Her melodious voice was like dancing notes. She had never looked at the textbook when she recited the poem that was a few hundred words long.
The surroundings were silent. Everyone looked at Song Yaoyao in a daze.
Wang Zhongyun touched his bald head and came back to his senses after a long time. "Student, are you sure you didn't come to the wrong place?"
Reciting poems was not difficult. The difficult part was that the students in the third class knew how to recite poems!
Song Yaoyao: "???"
She stood there innocently and stared at Wang Zhongyun with her dark eyes.
"Ahem …" Wang Zhongyun was embarrassed. "Are you joking? Are you actually from the first class?"
Unlike the third class, the first class was filled with all kinds of top students. They were the talents that the school mainly nurtured.
Song Yaoyao was at a loss for words. "Teacher, I'm really from the third class."
Wang Zhongyun smiled embarrassedly and looked into the girl's clear and watery eyes. She was small and looked at him with a pitiful expression. He could not bear to look at her.
Wang Zhongyun felt that the girl would cry if he continued to doubt her.
He quickly encouraged her, "Ahem! You memorized it very well. Not a single word wrong! Excellent, very excellent! "
As soon as he clapped, the students below began to jeer. They slammed the table and whistled. They wanted to break the roof of the classroom.
"Stop, stop, stop! All of you stop! "Wang Zhongyun glared at the students below the stage." Each and every one of you, if you had Song- "
"Teacher, Song Yaoyao." Song Yaoyao reminded him with a smile.
"Yes! If she's half as excellent as Song Yaoyao, I can die in peace! "
Everyone pursed their lips and pretended not to hear him. If they could do it, would they be in the third class?
After that, Wang Zhongyun's lecture became even more energetic. From time to time, he would ask Song Yaoyao to stand up and answer questions. After one lesson, everyone suddenly realized that Song Yaoyao, who had a very low presence in their memory, was actually so excellent.
No matter what Wang Zhongyun asked, she could answer.
Her voice was pleasant and soft. Just listening to it made people feel that she was cute and outstanding.
Han Jun was lying on his desk as usual. He lowered his head and sent a video to Shen Xun.
Jun Ye Is Super Handsome: [Brother, look at this. Damn, Song Yaoyao isn't possessed. She's a completely different person, right?]
Jun Ye Is Super Handsome: I didn't expect her grades to be so good. She's also pretty. That tiny waist, tsk tsk …
Of course, Shen Xun did not reply. No one knew where he went to sleep.
Han Jun smacked his lips as he leaned over the table and stared at the young girl sitting by the window like an idiot. Her sitting posture was well-behaved, as if she was a beautiful girl who had transmigrated from the 2D world. Who would have thought that it was this person who spoke in such a gentle and soft tone, who had just humiliated the big sister in the class to the point of being unable to show her face?
Awesome, this was really awesome!
After class.
Song Yaoyao sat in her seat and sorted out her notes. She had already learned these things before. However, for Song Yaoyao, sitting in the classroom was just doing nothing. She didn't mind learning it again.
After all, wasn't the main task of a student to study hard?
"Hey! Classmate — — "
The girl had a high ponytail. Her student uniform had been modified. The pleated skirt barely covered her hips, revealing a pair of long, straight, snow-white legs. She crossed her arms and leaned lazily on Song Yaoyao's desk.
Her voice was between a girl's and a woman's, with a unique little laziness.
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