Nonhuman Observation Log (29)

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"What's wrong?" She found Xia Yun and asked.

"Xixi, you're late." Xia Yun blushed excitedly, "There is a new classmate in our class. The head teacher brought him here just now. He is super good-looking."

She pointed to the side of Lingxi's seat, "The new classmate has been arranged to be your deskmate. Xixi, you are very lucky."

Lingxi said calmly, not as excited as Xia Yun imagined. She found her wallet and said, "Xiao Yun, I'm going to the canteen to buy breakfast. Do you want me to help bring it?"

The teacher was looking for her in a hurry, so Lingxi was called to the office as soon as she arrived in the classroom. She didn't have time to eat. She was so hungry now that she had no intention of caring about the so-called beautiful transfer student.

Moreover, in terms of beauty, is there anyone in this plane who is more beautiful than Yagiri?

Ayaki doesn’t think so.

Although Law has a bad personality, his appearance is definitely one of the best. Over the years, the only person Lingxi has seen who can compare with him in appearance is another innate god.

Although the man's personality was not very good, he was cold and indifferent, like an ice cube that had not melted for thousands of years, and he had no mood swings at all.

"I've already eaten." Xia Yun also understood her friend's temperament and knew that she was not interested in these things. Hearing this, he waved his hand, "Xixi, go quickly."

There wasn't much time left before class time. Lingxi didn't waste time and trotted to the cafeteria to buy breakfast. The fastest shortcut from the cafeteria to the classroom was through the corridor of the teacher's office building, just because from time to time she would meet with her class teacher or class teacher The teacher comes for a love meeting, so most people would rather take the long way around.

Lingxi was not afraid. She walked through the corridor carrying the steaming breakfast. When she passed the teacher's office, she subconsciously slowed down, changed from running to walking quickly, and walked in the direction of the classroom without squinting.

The second-year high school teacher's office happened to be on the first floor. In the head teacher's office, someone seemed to feel something. He stopped and looked sideways.

The golden sunlight mottled on his fair and delicate face, cutting out interlaced light and shadow. His thin, hanging black hair lay softly on his forehead, revealing his clear and cold eyes, and his soft lip line, as if he had stepped out of a fairy tale. An aristocratic and beautiful boy with an indescribable gentle and elegant temperament.

Clean and clear.

The class teacher was making tea and asked in surprise, "Yagiri-san, do you have any questions?"

"No," the young man shook his head gently, and raised his chin slightly with graceful and proud lines. He didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he turned his head regretfully, and his eyes fell on the paper in front of him again, and put the brand new The textbooks are smoothed and folded.

The tall boy's bright red lips parted happily and curved beautifully.

"I'm just looking forward to the days when I get along with my classmates."

The class teacher didn't hear anything unusual and said with a smile, "The students in our class are relatively honest. I believe you, Yagiri-san, will get along well with them."

He mentioned his favorite student, "Meng Lingxi is the class monitor. I arranged your position next to her because I hope you can integrate into this large group as soon as possible and keep up with the progress of your studies."

The new classmates responded obediently.

"I understand, thank you teacher."

Yagiri followed the homeroom teacher and stepped out of the office.

As if he noticed a familiar aura, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his palms, as if to catch the girl's aura.

In the classroom, it was almost time for class. Ling Xi took the time to eat and stuffed the buns into her mouth as hard as she could.

The class bell rang, her cheeks were bulging, and before she could swallow the bun, the head teacher led her new classmates in.