It was so quiet a few seconds ago that you could hear a pin drop, but now all kinds of sounds filled the classroom.
but.
Xi Ying noticed that the girl hadn't come back yet.
A few more minutes passed, and when the school bell was about to ring, the girl hurried back to the classroom.
She lowered her head and her hands were wet. She must have just washed them and went to the toilet.
Xi Ying looked away.
Going to class is the most boring thing for Xi Ying.
Fortunately, she is mediocre enough that the teacher will not notice her, so she can take advantage of class time to do things that have nothing to do with class, such as...
Stack little stars, stack paper cranes, and stack all the gadgets that can be made out of paper.
"...Xi Ying, listen carefully to the class." When the class was halfway through, Xi Ying's deskmate couldn't help but say.
"Listen, I know all these things. It doesn't matter whether you listen or not." Xi Ying continued to fold the paper cranes happily.
"It's not that I want to take care of you, but your paper cranes have been piled up at my place." My deskmate pointed at the paper cranes in front of his pencil case and whispered.
As long as the conversation between deskmates is not too excessive, the teacher will not notice it.
Xi Ying took a look and saw, oh, it had indeed been piled on someone else's table, so he took those "naughty" paper cranes back and said, "I'm sorry" as he stuffed them into the drawer.
Then continue to stack the paper cranes.
Now she couldn't disturb her deskmate, who ignored her and continued to listen to her class.
At this time, Xi Ying glanced at her deskmate.
This plane is a little more advanced. The body Xi Ying is in has memory in its head, so she can know that the boy sitting next to her is named Su Ying without letting Xiao Yiyi get the information.
Like Xi Ying, they were both ordinary people with ordinary looks, but Su Ying's grades were better than Xi Ying's, ranking at least in the top 20 in the class.
Xi Ying glanced at her deskmate from the side.
This face is really ordinary, the kind that you would never find in a crowd.
Xi Ying continued to focus back on the paper crane in her hand.
It's boring, it's really boring, and I can't skip classes or sleep, otherwise I won't be able to maintain my "mediocre" persona.
But anyone who does something extraordinary is either a top student or a bad student. They are all people who are engraved in the eyes of the teacher. How can they continue to be "mediocre"
After class, Xi Ying decided to take the initiative to get in touch with this plane.
Except for Su Ying, who was at the same table, and the names of the people at the front, back and left tables, she knew the names of the others, but her impressions of the others were vague.
Maybe it's because the original owner is not very sociable and has remained unknown.
Xi Ying had to at least get familiar with the names of the entire class. What if the girl who needed her help in the counterattack was in this class
Xi Ying walked to the blackboard and pretended to wipe it, but in fact she was looking at the seating chart posted on the podium.
Each class will have such a seating chart under the chalk box so that the teacher who comes to the class can ask the students to stand up and answer questions.
After all, except for the main teacher, the memory of other teachers may not be that strong. After all, they do not meet every day.
And even the main teacher may not remember every student's name clearly.
So it is normal for this list to appear containing the names of all classmates.
Xi Ying went to clean up the podium and read the list.