Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

After Jiang Wan put her books in order, she sat in her seat and looked at the people in the classroom calmly.

Her target, Lu Zhaoyan, is a student in this class.

It was not yet time for class, and there were a few empty seats in the classroom, so the target person was not in the class.

I don’t know which one is Lu Zhaoyan’s seat.

Speaking of which, the target this time is a well-known figure in the school.

The original owner's memory contains some information about Lu Zhaoyan.

He has good grades and good looks, and his name is often on the school's commendation bulletin board. He is a well-deserved campus star.

Although she is popular, she is also known as a high-class flower.

Some girls in Class 7 discussed this person. It was said that he had been a loner since he entered school, never interacting with anyone, and was only focused on studying.

This is the kind of person that all teachers always praise when they mention him.

A teacher in Class 7 had taught Lu Zhaoyan for a year before, and he often mentioned this name, saying that the top student in the grade always kept a book in his hand, and they would be proud of themselves if they improved by one or two points. They should learn more from Lu Zhaoyan, be modest, cherish their dreams, and water their future with sweat...

He was the center of everyone's attention, his aura as a genius school student shone throughout the entire campus. His teachers were proud of him and his classmates looked up to him as a role model. Jiang Wan tapped the table with her fingers, not knowing in whose life he had become a supporting role.

Jiang Wan looked down at herself.

There is an obvious fat on her abdomen, and there are obvious dimples on the back of her hands, which are as white as tender tofu.

Although the original owner's grades were in the upper reaches, they were not good enough in a top class like Class 1.

The gap is too obvious.

Being in the same class, she can always keep an eye on each other's situation.

Unless necessary, try not to make your presence felt in front of Lu Zhaoyan.

First try to lose weight, then try to improve your grades...

Jiang Wan took out a test paper and spread it on the table, prepared paper and pen and started writing.

She hadn't done much of the test when her eyes became wide open.

I used to think it was better to be young, energetic and vibrant, and enjoy the beautiful campus life.

Now she suddenly realized that youth was not all about painful literature. Campus life was like taking a Chinese medicine and then eating a candy. When she recalled it in the future, she would first recall the sweetness lingering between her lips and teeth, but if she thought about it carefully, it was the kind of unbearable bitterness.

It was not until the bell rang that Jiang Wan suddenly came back to her senses. She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. She felt that twenty minutes had passed in the blink of an eye.

She was so focused on struggling with the test paper that she didn't even notice when the classroom was full of people.

Jiang Wan subconsciously glanced around the classroom and her eyes fixed on the person who was also sitting in the last row.

Her target person.

The boy sat by the window on the other side with a favorability progress bar above his head.

He lowered his head slightly, and from the side, his excellent facial features were clearly visible. He held a black fountain pen between his slender knuckles, and stared intently at the book on the table, looking extremely comfortable and calm.

The neat and simple school uniform on him makes him look even more youthful and clean.

Every move is frozen in time and becomes a beautiful memory of other people's youth.

He seemed to notice something and tilted his head to look.

Looking past the few classmates who were standing between them, he met a pair of eyes that were staring at him intently.

The boy's calm eyes began to ripple.

He couldn't hide his confusion. When did a new student appear in the class?

Jiang Wan blinked her eyes, calmly looked away, and thought to herself, this high-class beauty doesn't look that cool after all.

At this time, the head teacher came in.

Teacher Liu is nearly 40 years old. She has curly hair tied into a low ponytail hanging behind her. The shirt and long skirt make her look more elegant. She stands on the podium in flat shoes. She glances back and her eyes fall on Jiang Wan in the last row.

Teacher Liu smiled and spoke in a comfortable tone: "There is a new student in our class. I wonder if everyone has noticed you. Jiang Wan, please give a brief self-introduction so that everyone can get to know you."

Jiang Wan stood at her seat, looked around, and introduced herself in a tone that was neither too loud nor too soft. "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Wan, I transferred from Class 7. I've heard that our class is full of talented people. I will try to catch up with everyone in the days to come and not hold you back."

Lu Zhaoyan's gaze stayed on her face. The confusion and bewilderment in his pupils had faded away, and a strange light flashed across his eyes.

She has round, pink cheeks, thin eyebrows, a pair of cat-like eyes, double eyelids, long eyelashes, and a slightly fleshy nose and lips.

He looked away, but his mind was still able to recall the other person's appearance accurately.

The round face appears clearly in my mind.

Lu Zhaoyan shifted his gaze to someone else.

The boy on his right was wearing a school uniform and had a crew cut. When asked to describe his appearance, he couldn't quite put it into words. The outlines of his facial features seemed a lot more blurred in his eyes, and there were no particular features that he could remember.

He looked at it carefully twice.

When I looked away, the only thing left in my mind was the buzz cut...

He recalled the appearance of his new classmate again.

I am absolutely sure that I have an impression of this face.

After she introduced herself, Deng Yimo led the applause.

Lu Zhaoyan did not applaud. He was immersed in his own world and unconsciously wrote two words on the paper.

Jiang Wan?

After seeing what he had written, he was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Wan, is this the Wan in Qingyang Wanxi?

It doesn’t matter. What matters is that he can remember her face clearly. He doesn’t need to remember her hairstyle or what clothes she wears. He can remember who this person is just by looking up.

He pursed his lips, unable to remain truly calm.

This was something that had never happened since he could remember.

If his family members put on clothes he had never seen before, changed their look from head to toe, and stopped talking to him, it would be difficult for him to recognize them outside.

Lu Zhaoyan suddenly had the urge to talk to her...

He didn't think he needed any friends before. Having friends was a hassle. Studying was the only thing he needed in his life.

But now, he has changed his mind.

He had to admit that it wasn't that making friends was difficult; the problem was his severe facial recognition disorder. He couldn't remember what a person looked like, and when others greeted him, all he could do was ignore them.

He keeps his distance from others. When everyone feels that he is difficult to get along with and stops communicating with him, he solves the problem at the root.

How could I suddenly recognize a person's appearance and remember it clearly?

Could it be that the condition has improved?

Looks like I have to go to the hospital this weekend.