Why is my elf so weird?

There are a total of thirty classes in the whole grade, and there are a total of 1,500 students in the school. Each class has a fixed number of fifty students. This rule has not changed since the establishment of No. 1 Middle School.

Xin Yun, who arrived at class forty minutes earlier than the scheduled time, didn't feel bored at all.

He was reading the textbooks neatly arranged in the desk cabinet with great interest.

Excluding the memory of this world, Xin Yun touched a brand new textbook for the first time.

Perhaps the textbook seemed ordinary to others, but to Xin Yun it was something new. He carefully read the textbook labeled "Elf Basics" in his hand, even though Xin Yun had already mentioned the knowledge points mentioned above. Remember, still watch very carefully.

While Xin Yun was fascinated by the scene, a sudden "clang" sound interrupted Xin Yun's train of thought.

He raised his head and saw Qing Lan squatting down at the front door of the classroom, covering her head with both hands.

Before he could say anything, Qinglan jumped up again, put one hand on her hip, made a "yeah" gesture to Xin Yunbi, and shouted proudly: "Yahoo! Brother Xin Yun, what's up, I am today Didn't you get up very early? You were in class the next second!"

However, this proud expression paired with a somewhat red forehead and a few tears in the corners of his eyes is really a bit inconsistent.

Qing Lan and Xin Yun were assigned to the same class. When Qing Lan learned the news, she was very excited. She chatted with Xin Yun for a long time on Penguin and said that she would get up early and would never be late. .

Although Qinglan was a little dazed, she meant what she said. Even though she suffered a little insomnia due to excitement, Qinglan still got up on time at six o'clock and rushed to the teaching building without even taking a few bites of breakfast. Come, as if you are worried about being preempted by others.

Of course, the result of such haste was that she stumbled and bumped into the half-open classroom door.

Xin Yun sighed, took out the wet tissue she carried with her, walked to Qinglan, pulled out a wet tissue and applied it to Qinglan's red forehead, while answering Qinglan with a helpless smile. Gently rubbing her forehead: "Yes, Qinglan has always been like this. She is a good child who does what she says, but she must also be careful not to be careless. As a girl, you must be more careful... still... Does it hurt?"

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt anymore after being rubbed by Brother Xin Yun." A smile broke out on Qing Lan's face, and she answered Xin Yun with a smile.

"Okay, you should find a seat and sit down, look at the textbooks, etc., and preview the lessons first."

After taking off the wet wipes, Xin Yun walked back to her seat, sat down and said to Qinglan.

"Okay! I'm going to sit next to Brother Xin Yun!"

With that said, he sat down on the seat next to Xin Yun.

Xin Yun looked at the height of Qing Lan sitting next to her, then at her seat in the last row, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Um...Qinglan, I think you should sit closer to the front, otherwise you won't be able to see the blackboard..."

"Ah? Brother Xin Yun, do you think I'm short?"

Although Qinglan was a little stupid, she was not stupid. She stood up in a flash, looked at Xin Yun with her lips bulging, stretched out her hands to gesture on her head, and said proudly:

"Qing Lan is 1.66 meters tall! 1.66 meters tall! She is already very tall among girls!"

Yeah...so this has nothing to do with you sitting in the last row and not being able to see the blackboard clearly...

Listening to Qinglan's speech, Xin Yun's eyelids twitched.

Forget it, the seats should be allocated later anyway, so let her sit first now.

Thinking like this, Xin Yun stopped talking and continued to read her teaching materials seriously.

Qinglan calmed down after being noisy for a while. Like Xin Yun, she took out the textbook and started reading it carefully.

Although she is dull, Qinglan is a good student.

Instead of reading the textbook as an extracurricular book like Xin Yun, Qinglan used her index finger to trace each key knowledge point, jotted it down in her mind and turned the pages, quickly previewing the content of this semester.

Sunlight shines through the classroom window and falls on Xin Yun and Qinglan who are sitting in the corner by the window. Under the sunlight, Qinglan's green pupils seem to be shining with a glimmer of light, and the girl's fair skin becomes more and more translucent. , the side face illuminated by the sun looks extremely peaceful, and the vague smile at the corner of the mouth adds the finishing touch to this "picture", just like a beautiful picture.

Xin Yun, who was sitting next to Qing Lan, had a focused and serious expression. Under the sunlight, her whole body seemed to be dazzling, and her warm breath was radiating outward.

A good match.

The third student who entered the classroom looked at the two people in the corner and thought this way.

He found a seat and sat down. He glanced at Xin Yun and Qing Lan who were attentive, then thought about it and took out the textbook.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it came to seven o'clock. At this time, all fifty students from Class 9 of Grade 1 were present.

But completely different from other slightly noisy classes, the entire atmosphere of Class 9 was extremely quiet.

Even the head teacher, Mr. Duan, was shocked by the scene in front of him when he walked into the classroom.

There were fifty students in the class, and no one was making any noise. Everyone had textbooks in their hands, and each one of them was carefully previewing the contents in the textbook.

This is a scene that Mr. Duan has never encountered in the past ten years of his career.

Silently, he took out his illustrated book, quietly pressed the shutter button, and took a picture of this rare scene.

Teacher Duan smiled and nodded with relief. He walked slowly to the podium and knocked on the desk gently, interrupting the quiet atmosphere.

The students all put down their textbooks. Looking at Teacher Duan on the podium, I instantly understood Teacher Duan’s identity.

"Hello, classmates, I am your class teacher. My surname is Duan. You can call me Teacher Duan."

He reached out and wrote the neat word "Duan" on the touch screen blackboard. Teacher Duan introduced himself in this way.

"Hello, Teacher Duan!"

No one gave instructions. As if they had developed a tacit understanding, the whole class stood up at the same time, bowed to Teacher Duan on the podium, and shouted "Hello, teacher" in a loud voice.

"Hello students."

Teacher Duan nodded with satisfaction, and was suddenly moved. It was really...where can we find such a good group of students!

"Students, please leave your seats in an orderly manner. According to height, men and women will line up in two rows in the corridor. We are ready to go to the playground."

After coughing twice, Teacher Duan said to the students in the audience that just like other schools, things like the opening ceremony are indispensable. Although they basically listen to some nonsense from the principal, the process still has to go through.

Fifty students from Class 9 began to walk out of the classroom one by one. No one was directing them, but it was as if the rules had been set in advance. No one was trying to get ahead of them. Those in the front row walked out of the classroom first and then those in the back row followed. This was not true at all. They looked like a group of new students, but more like well-trained soldiers.

Looking at the fifty students lined up neatly outside, Teacher Duan took off his glasses and wiped the fog from his glasses with his sleeves, smiling uncontrollably.

These new students will surely become great talents.

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