A middle-aged woman in a suit, although her face was gentle, but there was a bit of sternness between her two eyebrows that could not be concealed, she walked into the classroom and said softly to An Wen: "You are An Wen, you are from the rocket class from today , I'll help you get the book."
As she spoke, she came to pick up the pile of books on the table for An Wen.
"I'll help you too!" The boy sitting behind An Wen said suddenly, bending down to pick up another pile of books
The beautiful transfer student who had never said a word in the special class smiled softly at the boy, and said softly, "Thank you!"
"No, no, no..." the boy said shyly, shaking his hand holding the book.
When An Wen and the others walked into the rocket class, those top students who almost always lowered their heads looked up. Under their gaze, An Wen's things were placed in the last position of the third group, and there was no deskmate.
"You are a newcomer, sit here first, there are six days until the monthly exam, and then you will be selected according to your results." The head teacher of the Rocket class said.
"Okay, thank you teacher." An Wen nodded.
The class teacher then left the classroom.
After all the things were moved, An Wen ignored her surroundings and sat down to tidy up. After tidying up, she took out the Chinese books according to today's class schedule on the blackboard.
Taking a breath, An Wen smiled.
An Wen, come on!
The girl with a ponytail at the front table suddenly bent down to pick up something, then turned around, Qi Liu Hai's fair face was full of kindness, and he handed her a pen, saying: "Your pen."
An Wen took the pen and said with a smile, "Thank you!"
The girl looked flattered, waved her hand and said to An Wen, "You're welcome, my name is Zeng Xiuman, you are so beautiful."
An Wen smiled and said, "Sanyue Taoliang, Siyue Xiuman, your name sounds nice."
"That's right!" An Wen's words resonated with Zeng Xiuman, and she said again: "When they hear my name, they say vulgar, obviously they are uneducated."
After hearing this, An Wen smiled and lowered her head to flip through the Chinese documents.
Zeng Xiuman felt that An Wen was not as noble as the rumors said, and she was quite kind, so she couldn't help but want to say something to her.
"An Wen, what happened to your head?"
"It's nothing, I accidentally hurt it." An Wen said.
"Look at the first one in our group and the first one in the fourth group!"
After hearing this, An Wen looked forward. The first row in the third group was a short-haired girl, and the first in the fourth group was a boy, who was doing exercises with his back facing down.
"What's wrong?" An Wen asked.
"I used to be in the same junior high school as them. They were the two learning gods of our school in junior high school. The top of the red list is the battlefield between the two of them! Of course, you have been killed now!" The classroom was quiet, and Zeng Xiuman lowered her voice. : "Last time you were 10 points higher than Wu Yufei. They have worked extremely hard this month. Can you ask for leave for so long?"
"Thank you for reminding me that I never delay studying at home," An Wen said.
The top students in the rocket class are different from other classes. They shoulder the expectations of their parents and the school. After a few more glances at the beautiful girls, they return to their textbooks.
As the monthly exam approached, none of the rocket class left their seats.
That's fine, An Wen sat on the chair and quietly received the original owner's message, flipping through the books to consolidate the knowledge in her mind. Zeng Xiuman invited her to join her for lunch in the cafeteria, and An Wen agreed.
Therefore, the group of them has been watched by the people of the school.
After school in the afternoon, An Wen went back to the villa by car. As soon as she got to the door, she saw a Bentley driving out of it.