An Yue is very beautiful, bright and generous, with her father's eyes and eyebrows, and she has a hint of heroism. She is also well developed, and her school uniform cannot stop her delicate curves.

Her hair is very long, to the waist.

It can be seen that you are taking care of carefully and smoothly.

Her hair only reached her shoulders because she was impatient and had to blow her hair for half an hour after washing her hair. I remember that Lu Meihua had a fight over it.

I went to school without thinking much.

Luxury car at the door.

Tong An Yue, who was well-behaved with her schoolbag on her back, said goodbye to An Xiangyi.

"Go home early after school, be careful on the way." The person in the car lowered his head and looked at his watch and reminded: "Go quickly, it's getting late."

Mingde No. 1 Middle School.

In City A, the faculty is famous for its admission rate.

In the early stage of school entrance, when the old principal gave a speech, he read the name of the former outstanding students of the school over and over again. Some people are now either the bosses of listed companies or the secretary of a certain person.

Very scary.

Each grade has its own building.

Correspondingly, there is also its own grade group office.

I went up to the second floor and arrived at the door of Class 1, Grade 2. The classroom was quiet, and there were occasional conversations in groups of three or three.

Are the students in Class 1 so disciplined?

An Jing didn't think much about it and followed her sister into the classroom.

It was so dark that it was all full, with only three or four empty seats left.

"I almost arrived late." An Yue muttered.

It was about the beginning of school today, and the road was very congested.

In the classroom, when I saw a new classmate coming in, the conversation gradually faded. After a while, some male classmates screamed sarcastically.

A middle-aged female teacher standing by the podium shrewd seriously and then looked over.

His eyes swept them up and down like radar.

"Hello teacher, I'm An Yue."

An Yue bowed and said politely.

A low voice came from the classmates, especially the male classmates, who would cheer if the teacher was not there.

The female teacher looked down at the roster at hand, nodded, and called a name.

"Um."

She glanced at an name below An Yue, looked up at An Yue, "Are you sister An Jing?"

Yan Jing nodded and said softly: "Yes".

The female teacher smiled, then softened her face and showed them the seating table.

She had a little hearing about the twins, and when she was in the office, their former head teacher always praised them.

He said that my sister has good academic performance, many talents, cheerful personality, and very self-disciplined.

My sister is gentle and well-behaved, and her grades are also upstream, so no one needs to worry about it.

When the female teachers looked at them, the little girls were all beautiful and had no disheveled clothes, so they added a lot of impression points.

Song Si, who was sitting in the middle of the classroom, poked Xu Jiaye who was playing PSP beside him, and smiled carelessly, "See, this is the beauty of Class 7 of Grade 1. Although she is a bit arrogant, she has a beautiful figure and a beautiful face."

"Oh, let's take a look." Xu Jiaye was tall and big. He looked up and saw clearly. "Damn, why are there so many beauties in this class? It would be great if I had divided the class early, so I would have motivation in the future."

"It's a terrible motivation. If Ah Shu didn't force you to study at the end of last semester, could you get into the first class to see the beauty?"

Zhou Qi from another row scratched Zhang Jiaye's messy hair through the aisle, then squinted his eyes and looked at the girl behind the class belle and asked who it was.

Song Si lowered his body and smiled: "I don't know, but it looks good too."

He and Xu Jiaye looked tacitly at the two empty seats in front.

Song Si is already making drafts silently.

How do you get a chat with me to look like a gadfly when you say the first sentence.

Zhou Qi shook his legs and joked: "Don't be so loyal, leave someone for Ah Shu."

Xu Jiaye continued to play with PSP and said in a daze: "What are you leaving, are you a beauty?"

Zhou Qi smiled angrily.

An Jing glanced at the seat table and noticed that An Yue and she were not the same deskmate.

This is very common. They were not classmates when they were in their first year of high school.

Her seat was in the fourth row and An Yue was in the fifth row. Since both sisters were over 1.65 meters tall and had good eyesight, neither of them had any experience in sitting in the front row.

She returned the seat chart to the teacher and prepared to go to the seat.
Chapter completed!