After Qiao Muer fixed the open part of her collar with a paper clip, classmates came one after another.
"Mu'er, why are you here so early today? Aren't you usually a sleepyhead?"
A short-haired girl sat down next to Qiao Muer. She was Qiao Muer’s deskmate and good friend Yang Tao. People who were close to her liked to call her Taozi.
"Peach..." Seeing Yang Tao, Qiao Muer pointed at her collar with a wronged look, "Look at this... Do you have a needle and thread?"
Yang Tao looked in the direction of her finger and saw a red, yellow and green paper clip pinned to the collar of Qiao Muer's white school uniform.
Three of them clamped the collar of the school uniform from top to bottom to prevent it from loosening.
Yang Tao chuckled, "Are your breasts too big to be broken?"
Qiao Muer was speechless.
"Miss, I'm not that developed yet. My bow tie was accidentally torn off and fell off."
Taozi raised her eyebrows: "Oh... then this bow tie is really powerful. Miss Qiao Muer, it sounds like there is something else going on here. Do you want to tell the truth?"
"Hand over...hand over anything, no problem..." Qiao Muer's face flushed slightly, and she changed the subject deliberately: "Help me find a sewing kit or a pin. Paper clips always feel unreliable and may fall off at any time."
Hearing her say this, Yang Tao hurriedly rummaged through the drawer to find a pin for her, and forgot to ask how the button broke off.
At this moment, the head teacher, Lao Zhao, came in.
During the preparation period for the senior high school entrance exam, the learning atmosphere in all classes was very tense.
As soon as Lao Zhao came in, the class that was originally talking and handing in homework immediately became quiet.
Their head teacher was notoriously strict. As soon as he came in, he began to urge everyone to take out their review materials and memorize the text.
Yang Tao didn't dare to find a pin for Qiao Muer, and Qiao Muer didn't have the energy to care about the paper clip on her collar. Under Lao Zhao's majestic gaze, all the students in the class stopped what they were doing.
All the students in Grade 3 (7) took out their review materials and recited aloud.
The only sound left in the entire class was the sound of reading aloud.
Just as the students were reciting the text attentively, a tall and straight figure appeared outside the classroom door.
The female student sitting by the window at the entrance felt someone approaching the door, and subconsciously looked up, and the review materials in her hands fell directly onto the desk.
“…” The girl’s mouth opened into an O shape, looking at the person outside the classroom door in disbelief.
As she made exaggerated movements, her deskmate beside her, the classmates behind her... with the girl sitting near the door as the center, more and more classmates in the class noticed the person outside the door.
The male students were stunned, and the young female students were like the first female student, with their mouths wide open and forgetting the information in their hands.
Or, they would cover their face with their hands, looking like an infatuated and excited fan.
Old Zhao, who was standing in the classroom aisle with his hands behind his back supervising students' reading, also noticed something unusual happening among the students.
He put his hands behind his back and turned around with a slightly unhappy look. When his suspicious eyes saw the tall figure outside the classroom door, his brows twisted together.
Lao Zhao walked out—"Who are you looking for?"
…
"Hey, Mu'er, look, look... Look at the door, there's a handsome guy!"
Qiao Muer was sitting at the back and had not noticed anything unusual happening outside the door.
It was Taozi who touched her elbow and reminded Qiao Muer who was still concentrating on memorizing words.
"Handsome guy? Not interested." Qiao Muer didn't even raise her eyes. She has seen too many handsome guys since she was a child, and she really has no interest in ordinary handsome guys.
The next chapter will be around 0 o'clock (to be continued)