Double Life: My whole world is you

The male teacher walked out after he finished speaking, but before leaving he said, "Student Hu Xiuzhu led us well."

Cheng Qiao opened the bottle and took a sip of water before taking her deskmate’s arm. “Xiao Meng, the school meeting will take a long time. Let’s go to the bathroom first!”

"Okay." Ma Xiaomeng responded shyly.

Wu Qi, who was still sulking, saw Cheng Qiao completely ignoring him and walking out with her deskmate. He chased after her angrily, ran in front of the two and said, "Hey, Xiao Qiao, it's all your fault."

"What?" Cheng Qiao was puzzled.

"Why don't you sit with me?" he said dissatisfiedly, "The second row seat was taken by that crazy woman. I hate sitting in the first row the most. I get covered in blackboard dust every day."

"You don't have to sit in the first row. I see there are still empty seats in the classroom." Cheng Qiao said, and prepared to leave with Ma Xiaomeng.

"But the other seats are in the last row!" Before Wu Qi finished speaking, the two girls had already walked away. He muttered to himself with some grievance, "Aren't the other seats far away from you?"

"Hi, handsome guy." Ouyang Jingjing patted him from behind, "We are so destined to meet! We meet again, let's add each other on QQ!"

"Crazy woman." Wu Qi pushed her away coldly, "Stay away from me."

She was not discouraged, and looked at the direction he left and said confidently, "You can't leave my palm."

"Oh, you really are here to pick up rich guys!" Ouyang Jingjing had just walked away when a girl with short hair behind her put her left hand in an "eight" shape and said thoughtfully.

The two came out of the toilet arm in arm. Cheng Qiao followed Ma Xiaomeng through a playground, canteen and dormitory. The auditorium was in the northeast corner of the school.

Cheng Qiao was in a good mood along the way and kept making small talk. Ma Xiaomeng just responded gently. Maybe she was also wondering why someone she just met was so attached to her, but Cheng Qiao didn't care about that. This was her most important friend in her last life, and would be her most important friend in this life as well.

When the two arrived at the auditorium, there were already a lot of people inside. The auditorium was divided into three groups, each with 16 seats and 32 rows in total.

Under the teacher's instructions, their class sat in the first three rows of the first group. Cheng Qiao and Ma Xiaomeng sat in the middle of the second row. As soon as they sat down, a girl with short hair sat down to Cheng Qiao's left.

Seeing Cheng Qiao talking to Ma Xiaomeng with her back to her, she patted Cheng Qiao gently and said, "Hi!"

Cheng Qiao turned around and smiled politely at her. She immediately introduced herself, "Classmate Cheng Qiao, my name is Wang Yanmei. Everyone calls me Meimei. I sit behind you."

Hearing that she was sitting behind her, Cheng Qiao became more enthusiastic, "Hello, Meimei."

Wang Yanmei saw that she was about to talk to Ma Xiaomeng next to her, so she turned her eyes and asked immediately, "Do you want to know about the situation in school?"

"What's the situation at school?" Before Cheng Qiao asked, Ma Xiaomeng beside her immediately asked curiously.

"Yeah." She cleared her throat, turned sideways and pointed at the other two groups, introducing them, "See, the group in the middle is the sophomore, and the third group is the senior."

Cheng Qiao nodded and looked around. "This auditorium is quite big. Is it full of people from our school?"

"This auditorium only has more than a thousand seats. It used to be full, but now it's getting harder and harder to get in!" Wang Yanmei continued, "There are nine classes in the entire senior year, and the largest class has no more than 9 students. There are only seven classes in the second year, with an average of 40 students. Do you know how many classes we have in the first year?"

They both immediately asked in unison, "How many classes?"

"Five classes." Wang Yanmei stretched out her right hand, "and there is an additional specialty class, and each class has only about 5 people."

"There are only 35 students in a class! It really deserves to be an aristocratic school." Cheng Qiao sighed.

"Student, you are totally wrong." Wang Yanmei shook her head and said, "When the school was first established, each class had 50 students and each grade was limited to ten classes. Now we can't even fill them up!"

"I heard that the school's performance in recent years has not been ideal."

"How can it be unsatisfactory? It's completely bad! Only three people passed the entrance exam this year." Wang Yanmei said, "The school is embarrassed to advertise it."

Cheng Qiao frowned, thinking that the school would be disbanded in a few years, and then converted into a residential area a few years later. However, it was not a high-end residential area in such a central location. She was thinking about how to give suggestions to the school, but her own performance had to be improved to a higher level so that her words would carry more weight.

"Hey, Xiaoqiao." Wu Qi from behind tapped her head.

Cheng Qiao, who was thinking, turned back and glared at him with some pain. He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a bit boring to talk to me."

"I'm busy." Cheng Qiao turned around, took out his speech from his pocket and memorized it.

"Speech?" Wang Yanmei on the left was a little surprised. "Are you the top student who got into No. 1 Middle School and came to our school?"

Cheng Qiao nodded politely, "Not really a top student."

"After the military training last month, it was the school beauty Lin Kexin who represented everyone to give a speech on stage. I heard that she was also the one who was chosen this time, but Director Tong strongly recommended a top student who transferred from No. 1 Middle School. Turns out it's yours!" Wang Yanmei exclaimed.

Director Tong was too polite. This hard work took her several hours at night, and she even snatched it from someone else. The school beauty would probably have a problem with her if she knew it was her, so she asked, "Who is the school beauty?"

Wang Yanmei turned around and pointed to the middle of the eighth row, "See? The girl in the light yellow dress is the school beauty Lin Kexin."

Cheng Qiao looked at her carefully. There was a hint of coldness on her fair face, and she looked like someone who didn't want to be approached. Her long black hair was simply tied up from the ears, and the rest was scattered on both shoulders. She wore a string of light pink pearl necklaces around her neck. She held the book in her hands and lowered her eyes to read. She seemed to know that many people were looking at her. She sat straight like a sculpture, motionless.

After watching for two minutes, Cheng Qiao couldn't help but ask Wang Yanmei, "Isn't she tired?"

"Do you think it's easy to be a school belle?" Wang Yanmei rolled her eyes at her.

"It's really not easy." Cheng Qiao nodded. She looked away and took her speech manuscript and lowered her head to memorize it.

At this time, the microphone sounded in front of her. Cheng Qiao looked up and saw a row of teachers sitting on the podium. Except for Teacher Tong on the far right, she didn't know the others. So she lowered her head and continued to recite her speech.

At this time, Wang Yanmei came over and introduced, "Cheng Qiao, see, the people in the front row are almost all school directors."

"Okay." Cheng Qiao replied politely yet distantly and continued with her own things.

There were eight people in that row, each of them had a speech that lasted more than ten minutes. When they finished, it was already half past ten. Cheng Qiao had already gone through her speech. At this time, Director Tong's voice came from the microphone, "Now, please welcome the freshman representative, Cheng Qiao, to speak on behalf of the freshmen."