Bab 3: First Day
Registration took a total of three days: the first two days were focused on settling fees and payments, and the last day was for class division, book collection, and military training.
Zhi Ying spent nearly half a day searching the school notice board for her classroom. When she finally found it, it was practically bursting with students.
A few hurried glances told her that there were two empty spots in a corner, and she scrambled to sit down.
Just then, a lanky, tall boy crept in through the back entrance of the classroom and sat down next to Zhi Ying.
"Why are they all so early?" he discreetly mumbled under his breath as he sat down..
One class had about 50 students or so, and although most of them didn't know each other, they still managed to chatter up a storm.
"Bro, do you wanna have some of this?" The guy who just came in, the one sitting next to Zhi Ying, produced a bottle of milk out of nowhere and shook it enticingly at her.
"Yes!"
This was the reply from a round-faced student who was seated in front of Zhi Ying.
"Where did you get this milk from? I've been searching for so long yet I couldn't find anything." The round-faced student turned his body even more, and they could see that he was also wearing a pair of round-rimmed glasses, which accentuated his chubbiness.
"I dunno, my mum bought it," Zhi Ying's impromptu deskmate seemed nonchalant about it all, and shared about a dozen bottles of the milk.
First he gave one to Zhi Ying, then he gave one to the round-faced boy, and finally he reached over to offer one to the round-faced boy's deskmate.
This student was a girl with two long braids, and she calmly accepted it, taking the milk from him and soon began to converse with the row behind her.
The four of them were seated at the back of the class, each one with a bottle of Milk in hand as they listened to the round-faced boy gossip.
"Right now, our Senior Year One has two Class 0s; these are the top classes. After we separate into different streams in the second semester of our Senior Year One, those two classes will become Class 0 for the Science Stream and Class 0 for the Arts Stream."
" So?" Asked Zhi Ying as she chewed on her straw. "So…" The round-faced boy's eyes quickly swept over the students in front of him. "They might not all end up together with us for three years. Some might go to the Arts Stream, and some might be assigned to classes of lower ranks."
"You're such a downer, why did you have to bring this up now? We haven't even officially started class yet too…" The round-faced boy's deskmate seemed unhappy as she toyed with her braids.
"Hehe, then let's talk about something else." The round-faced boy instantly changed the topic and whispered to them, "You guys probably don't know anything about how a student was pushed in last minute in the class next-door."
"Did he get in through connections, or did he pay his way in?" Zhi Ying's deskmate asked, downing the last of his milk in one go. "What's so odd about that anyway?"
"No, no." The round-faced boy shook his head vigorously. "They're from a different province, and they look really good!"
"Ah, ah, is it this person?!" The girl with the braids had just been messaging her former classmate when she suddenly received a picture. Instantly, she put her phone down on the table so the rest of them could have a good look.
"H@ly cr@p!" The tall-skinny boy exclaimed with a sharp intake of breath. "Is she the reincarnation of the Goddess of Mercy?
"We both have long hair, yet look at how he appears elegant and handsome, while I look like a pile of -bleep-." Muttered the braid-girl with resignation.
"That's right, that's her alright. That day, I met her outside the entrance to the principal's office."
Zhi Ying had her head tilted to one side as she stared for quite some time, but she couldn't really see what they saw. All she thought was, his hair is quite long.
"I think she looks quite unapproachable though, she isn't my type." The tall-skinny boy's hand somehow found its way onto Zhi Ying's shoulder and he turned to ask, "Don't you agree bro?"
"I'm not sure." Zhi Ying replied while still chewing on her straw.
"I prefer girls who like to smile; she seems too cold." The tall-skinny boy still had one arm on Zhi Ying as he used his other hand to point at the picture.
The round-faced boy and braids-girl glanced at each other; when they turned to look at the tall-skinny boy, their gaze was full of pity.
"This is a guy, okay?" The braids-girl couldn't help but roll her eyes as she said this.
"..."
"He's a guy?" Zhi Ying bent closer to have a better look, yet she still couldn't see what they meant.
"He's 100% an authentic and real guy, I even saw his file, Gender: Male, I swear!" Said the round-faced boy as he boastfully patted his chest.
"You boys seriously have such poor eyesight…" The girl with braids sighed.
The tall-skinny boy wasn't about to admit defeat easily, and retorted, "Why'd he have to keep his hair so long then, in just one glance how is someone supposed to tell if he's a guy or a girl?!"
"Did anyone ever say that guys couldn't have long hair, what about girls who have short hair then?!" The girl with the braids snapped as she pointed at the group of girls sporting bob-cuts in front of them. "What you're insinuating is gender discrimination."
"I just have no idea why he wanted to come here." The round-faced boy began to go off tangent quickly attracting their attention back to their initial discussion. "However, he transferred here from the best Junior High School in the Capital. My guess is his results must be tip-top! "
"Even better than Zhi Ying's?" The tall-skinny boy asked as he rocked his chair back onto two hind legs, his hand still on the shoulder of his newly acquainted deskmate.
"Zhi Ying? I dunno, probably not I guess." The round-faced boy haltingly replied, "After all, Zhi Ying was the No.1 Scholar for our Province."
"That means that Zhi Ying should be in our class, right?" The girl with the braids asked, as though she had just thought of it.
"She should be somewhere in that brood of bob-cut girls I guess." Said the tall-skinny boy with conviction.
Zhi Ying opted to remain silent at this.
"That's right, I still don't know your names, I'm Li Ge." The round-faced boy smilingly introduced himself.
"Han Jiaojiao." Added the girl with the braids.
"Zhao Qian." The tall-skinny boy halfheartedly murmured the odd name his parents had whimsically given him.
After the three of them finished sharing their names, they turned to look at Zhi Ying in unison and asked, "What about you?"
"Zhi Ying. "
"..."
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