Story: She had just transferred to the school, and the principal personally greeted her and arranged her for the most central position

Lanshan Middle School is the legendary school for Zhang Xiaoai.

As an aristocratic school, those who can go to Lanshan Middle School must not only have enough money, but also have good academic performance, which is indispensable.

For Zhang Xiaoai, there is no problem with academic performance, and Zhang Xiaoai's middle school examination results were among the top few in the city that year, and he was naturally able to report to Lanshan Middle School. But her family is ordinary, and it is absolutely impossible to support her, because the tuition fees of Lanshan Middle School are dozens of times higher than those of ordinary schools.

Along the way, Zhang Xiao'ai was digesting what Aunt Wang had told her, and the Lanshan Middle School she was going to was invested and built by Du Yichen, and this was only a part of Du Yichen's career that was hardly worth mentioning.

Zhang Xiaoai really couldn't figure out, what kind of character was this "brother" of his own?

"Classmate Zhang Xiao'ai, I'm in the classroom."

The homeroom teacher opened his mouth with a smile, and Zhang Xiaoai immediately nodded, clutching the bag belt with both hands, looking a little nervous.

"Students, there is a new student in our class today, and I hope that everyone can get along well and help each other in the future."

The principal stood on the podium and introduced Zhang Xiaoai to everyone with a smile.

Because of Du Yichen, Zhang Xiaoai was personally greeted by the principal and the class teacher, but she has not been accustomed to being the focus of everyone, always slightly bowing her head and not saying a word.

"Classmate Zhang Xiaoai, that's your seat."

Looking at Zhang Xiaoai's nervous look, the teacher did not ask her to introduce herself, pointing to an empty seat in the middle of the classroom and gently opening her mouth.

Zhang Xiaoai immediately nodded, lowered his head slightly under the eyes of everyone, and sat down in the position designated by the teacher, which was relieved. But she still couldn't help but be nervous, and there was a stickiness in her palms.

As the lecture proceeded normally, listening to the teacher's explanation, Zhang Xiaoai's mood finally gradually calmed down.

"Well, that's it for this lesson. Students, after class. ”

As soon as the bell rang, the teacher announced the end of the class. The teachers at Lanshan Middle School never drag the church, which is very different from ordinary schools.

As soon as the teacher went out, there were immediately some voices of discussion in the classroom, Zhang Xiaoai did not look up, and still wrote quickly in the notebook, sorting out the knowledge points just talked about.

This is Zhang Xiaoai's habit, every class will be sorted out, but suddenly, a voice interrupted her train of thought.

"Zhang Xiaoai, it's really you!"

The sharp female voice was a little surprised and charming, Zhang Xiao'ai was stunned, smelled and looked up, and looked at the three girls standing next to her desk.

The girl who spoke was wearing a Lanshan Middle School uniform, but her uniform skirt looked a little different from her own.

The slightly shorter hem of the skirt revealed a section of white flowered thighs, making her tall and tall. A straight black hair with a waist, not tied up, a slight powder on the face, looks fresh and natural.

This girl was very beautiful, but the look of looking at herself made her a little more inaccessible, making Zhang Xiaoai instantly think of the white swan. In contrast, he is an ugly duckling.

"Are you, Fuya?"

Zhang Xiaoai looked at the "white swan" in front of him for a while, and the person in front of him finally overlapped with a face in his memory, and Zhang Xiao'ai called out this name uncertainly.

Although she met an acquaintance at the new school, Zhang Xiao'ai did not have half a point of joy, and even prayed in her heart that she would not agree.

However, the other party nodded, and his brow couldn't help but wrinkle.

"Zhang Xiaoai, how did you run this school?" According to the conditions of your home, it should be unaffordable. ”