At the same time, Class 1 of Senior Three is also distributing papers and preparing for the exam. Different from Class 19, this class is quite an elite group of people, and most of them have shown their faces in various knowledge competitions.
Their families also have considerable wealth or a strong background, but they also have lofty ideals, and they don't bother to be compared with the group of salted fish who hang around all day and wait to die.
Usually, before the exam, the classroom should be very quiet, but today, for some reason, there were more whispers in the classroom. This is quite obvious in the silence, like a stone entering a lake and spreading rapidly.
The fun-loving students in the back row were talking about it, saying that there seemed to be a beautiful girl in the poor class.
There are nineteen classes in the third year of high school, all in one teaching building, and if there is any big movement in other classes, it will soon spread everywhere.
If it is just ordinary and beautiful, then think about it with your toes and you will know that it is impossible to pass it from the poor class on the fifth floor to the competition class on the third floor. It must be extraordinarily beautiful! At least at the level of the school belle Meng Shixuan!
The short boy with glasses in the corner by the wall was flushed and excited, he secretly took out his mobile phone and handed it to his deskmate for a look: "Someone in Class 19 secretly took a photo of her, damn it, it's all my money! Is Zhong Shixuan the school belle who has been rated for three consecutive years? I can guarantee that after this girl appears, Zhong Shixuan's school belle status will definitely not be guaranteed!"
His tablemate glanced at the beautiful and delicate girl on the phone, his eyes straightened, he quickly grabbed the phone, looked at it carefully, his face couldn't hide his astonishment.
However, after hearing what the man with glasses said, he curled his lips and returned the phone to the man with glasses: "You like this kind of coquettish and cheap money? Pretty is beautiful, but everyone is beautiful, I think Zhong Shixuan's kind of pure, More expensive ones are better."
"Heh, give me back if it doesn't look good!" The short man almost got into a fight with his deskmate and snatched the phone. In the end, all the test papers were sent to him, and he was still setting this girl as the screen saver of his mobile phone without knowing it.
The commotion in the class was only limited among the boys, but it inevitably spread to Meng Shixuan in the front row. Some words faintly fell into her ears, such as "better than Zhong Shixuan", "the school girl changes positions", "who is this girl". She seemed indifferent, she only hung her slender neck, smoothed the paper with her fingers, and began to write the questions seriously.
But her tablemate Lan Jiajia couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "This group of boys are making too much fuss, how beautiful can they be? Last year, they said that the transfer student girl in the first year of high school was pure and beautiful, but later, with you Comparing it, it completely pales in comparison and is embarrassing, what the hell is going on this time?"
Meng Shixuan smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "Let's write the paper."
Lan Jiajia also said: "I heard that they passed it on miraculously. How about I go over and have a look for you after the exam?"
"No need." Meng Shixuan showed helplessness: "There are a lot of beautiful people, if I compare them all, how busy will I have to be?"
After finishing speaking, he ignored Lan Jiajia and concentrated on the questions.
Lan Jiajia looked at Meng Shixuan with admiration and envy.
Meng Shixuan's life is really good. She was born in the wealthy Zhong's family. She is a daughter of many stars. She is loved by her parents. Even her younger brother Zhong Xiyou, who is a sophomore in high school, treats her as if he came out of a cartoon. Incredibly. But she herself is so outstanding, with first-class looks, excellent grades, and a fiancé with such a good background.
The gray knitted dress she wore today looks simple and elegant, but I'm afraid it's expensive.
My Lan's family can be considered a rich family, but compared with the Zhong's family, it's not enough at all.
Lan Jiajia quietly lowered her eyes to look at the carefully selected skirt under her school uniform. Her low self-confidence was like a ball, and it was completely broken with a "swish". She tugged at her neckline uncomfortably, and couldn't help but glance at Meng Shixuan, half sighing, half envious, a beauty is a beauty, and exams are so pleasing to the eye.
After looking at it for a while, she realized that several minutes of exam time had been wasted, and she looked away.
So she didn't see Meng Shixuan's pen point resting on the test paper, and she didn't move for a long time.
Prettier than her
Meng Shixuan's brown eyes flashed an unknown meaning, and it was impossible to tell whether it was disdain or something else.
She had indeed seen a girl prettier than herself. Three years ago, Zhong's father and Zhong's mother suddenly brought the girl home and told her that she was not actually the biological child of the Zhong family, but was born of a lowly nanny. The real daughter of the Zhong family is not her, but Zhong Youyou.
At that time, Zhong Youyou was dirty and dressed in tatters, like a little beggar, with timid eyes, sitting on the sofa and only dared to touch the edge of his buttocks. But even so, Zhong Youyou, who was already fifteen years old at that time, was already amazing enough. It was an alluring beauty, a charm in her bones, and in an instant, she defeated the temperament that she had cultivated for fifteen years.
That day, the crystal chandelier outlined Zhong Youyou's facial features beautifully and beautifully, which was exactly the same as Zhong Youyou's mother when she was young, and also somewhat similar to Zhong Xiyou, finally answered the question that Meng Shixuan was often asked over the years-"You are beautiful but you are beautiful , but why doesn't it look like the Zhong family?"
After Zhong Youyou stepped into that house, Meng Shixuan never had a day without nightmares.
She had seen her biological mother Meng Qian from afar, or rather, Meng Qian had come to look for her. Only from the snakeskin bag in Meng Qian's hand, and her thin and sallow cheeks, one can guess what kind of miserable life Meng Qian is living in. She also sympathized with her biological mother, but she was also really afraid of being sent back. Accustomed to living a good life, few people can endure falling from the top of the clouds into the mud. She knew very well that if she left Zhong's house, she would be nothing. It's not that those poor families don't have beautiful girls, but what is their final fate? Those who accompany the wine accompany the wine, and those who act as mistresses act as mistresses.
Fortunately, after being a good girl of the Zhong family for fifteen years, Zhong's father, Zhong's mother, including his younger brother Zhong Xiyou, have already developed deep feelings for her, and have never thought of sending her back...
In the past few years, Zhong Youyou has also become more and more rebellious, with thorns all over his body, almost never staying at home, making friends with a group of gangster friends from vocational high schools, and putting on heavy makeup on himself, making him extremely vulgar. The Zhong family members, including the servants, could not hide their annoyance and disgust when they looked at her.
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Thinking of this, Meng Shixuan couldn't help but tilt her head, and looked at Shi Zhitang who was a few seats away from her.