Fu Yue raised her slender and fair hands, and rubbed her sore eye sockets, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.
She is most afraid of others treating her well.
If someone treats her badly, she can draw a sword and chop him up without blinking an eye, but if someone treats her well... she doesn't know what to do.
They all say yearning for fairness.
But who doesn't crave favoritism.
Department of Performing Arts.
In this class, the students in the classroom turned their heads one after another to look at a girl sitting in the back row of the classroom, all with curious eyes.
The girl grew up beautifully, with fair skin and long, soft and shiny hair. She lowered her head and her hair hung down, covering most of her face, only her sharp chin could be seen clearly.
The whole body has a warm and soft temperament, and people can't help but feel good when they look at it.
The students whispered.
"Hey, isn't this the genius from the physics department? Why did she come to us, did she go to the wrong classroom?"
The girl's companion looked at the girl with disdain, "You think everyone is you, what IQ is your IQ? Is it possible that she went to the wrong classroom?"
"... fuck off."
Hearing them whispering together, a girl sitting in front of them turned her head, winked and said, "Don't you know? This genius from the Department of Physics has chosen the Department of Acting as a minor. Today is the first time he has formally attended class." .”
Girl A: "!!"
Girl B: "!!!"
"How is it possible? Those professors in the physics department treat this classmate Chu like an eyeball. How could they let her choose the acting department?"
The girl rolled her eyes and said sourly: "Who knows, genius, how can ordinary people like us guess what a genius thinks? Maybe it's because of interest... But having said that, this Chu Ran is really beautiful. Our acting department is considered one of the best, right?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this little pale face, ah, this damned enviable cold white skin~"
The girls next to her nodded and said in agreement: "Yes, she is really beautiful, she looks like a fake, and she can't be so beautiful after all. I am just a lemon."
"I want to pinch her little cheek."
Even the usually proud Xihua interjected, "It's not bad."
Some girls were puzzled and said: "I used to see those famous beauties in the entertainment industry, and you all picked your nose and eyes, saying this is not good and that is not good, why is it so harmonious this time??? This Chu Ran is as beautiful as you said ?"
The other girls smiled, but didn't explain too much.
Because, sometimes when a person is excellent to a certain extent, people can't afford to be jealous, they can only envy, and can only look up to.
People like Chu Ran are geniuses. What is there to be jealous of? They are God's darlings. There are billions of people in the world. How many real geniuses are there
Why do they have to dig into the dead end by themselves
…
It's time for class.
But the teacher did not come for a long time.
The students sitting below have already started to commotion.
"What's the matter? Why hasn't Teacher Jian come yet? He's drunk and overslept again?"
"Who knows? Since he doesn't come, can we go back? I want to go to South Street to eat barbecue hehehe~"
"Bah, you have a good idea!"
"..."
Just as the students were talking and laughing, the classroom door opened, and a middle-aged man ran in panting with a briefcase.