Nancheng Middle School, Class Three (5).
"I heard that our class is going to have a transfer student." Chen Lili, who is a bit slender and sharp-faced, usually loves gossip and gossip, and whose mother is a teacher of the school, said loudly to her deskmate Zhang Lan.
When the students around heard it, they were all interested, and they came forward and asked curiously, "Is it male or female?"
"I don't know, my mother didn't tell me."
"Wow, I really hope he is a super handsome guy. The male students in our class are really tired of looking at it." The nympho Lin Lin looked forward to it.
"I hope to be a beautiful and gentle female classmate, lest people keep saying that there are no beautiful women in our class." The boy Ma Jiabao interjected.
"Ma Jiabao, we are in the same class. You don't bring people who belittle the girls in our class like this, and you don't look in the mirror to see what you look like. What right do you have to despise us for not being beautiful?" Zhang Lan rolled his eyes and said.
"Hmph, what I said is the truth." Ma Jiabao said unhappily.
"Yes, it's true, there are no beauties in our class." All the boys agreed.
"Okay, stop arguing. I heard from my mother that the transfer student is from the countryside. I think that no matter whether it is a man or a woman, even if they have good facial features, they will not have a temperament. They look like loess." Said contemptuously.
"From the countryside?" The other girls immediately lost interest, "That's not interesting, why don't you come to a handsome guy from the provincial capital like a class of Min Gang?"
"That's right, Min Gang is really handsome, with good grades, good sports, good character, and good family background. He is simply a standard prince charming." Lin Lin put her hands on her chin, acting like a nympho.
"Forget it, then Min Gang can only be an object we look up to, don't make these unrealistic fantasies." Zhang Lan patted Lin Lin's head and said.
"Fantasy? Who said it was a fantasy? The day before yesterday, Min Gang took a deep look at me and smiled at me. I think he will see that I am different."
"Ouch, I've seen someone who is narcissistic, but I've never seen someone so narcissistic. Lin Lin, are you paranoid? What people are looking at is not you, but Murong Yan, the school belle behind you."
"Really, why do you have to be so cruel for Mao?" Lin Lin muttered dissatisfiedly, "Don't you allow others to indulge themselves for a while?"
"Life in the third year of junior high school is so boring. It would be nice to have a girl from the country, we will have a lot more fun." Chen Jing, who usually likes to tease people the most, smiled smirk.
The other boys heard that the transfer students were from the countryside, so they were not interested anymore. In their minds, country girls were either tall and thick, or black and thin, shy and restrained, dressed inappropriately, and far from the goddess they wanted, so They all laughed at Huang Yifeng, who was single, and deeply sympathized with him about being at the same table with a country girl.
"What about country girls? I just like country girls, they are simple and kind." Huang Yifeng yelled.
"Hey, this isn't even at the same table yet, so I started to maintain it, but that's okay, her smell of loess is just a pair with your body odor, which is what we call similar smells." Chen Xiaoqiang teased stand up.
"You—" Huang Yifeng blushed with anger and clenched his fists.
"Don't go too far. There is a girl who just transferred here from the countryside. She will be nervous and afraid. As classmates, we have the obligation to help her integrate into our class, not gossiping, even because of her background. And despise people." Xia Mo, the squad leader in front of Huang Yifeng, stood up and said righteously.
Xia Mo has good grades in class, looks pretty, and is quite capable at work. Her father is rich, plus she is open-minded and generous, and treats others fairly. No matter whether it is a man or a woman, everyone admires her. She is the monitor.
As soon as she made a sound, everyone stopped talking, and all lowered their heads and pretended to get their books to study.