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The L City Secondary School has been around for more than a hundred years, maintaining an old architectural style. There are two clean paths that have pine trees within every couple of meters. The school garden consists of many varieties of flowers and plants. Each of them will have a small wooden sign that have their names and characteristics.
The school is separated into two buildings; one for middle school and one for high school. High school consists of three grades and each grade holds twelve cla.s.ses. They all occupy four floors of the building, each floor consisting three cla.s.ses. Cla.s.s One of every grade was determined from the grades that the students have earned from last semester’s final examination. Cla.s.s One consists of the top thirty students, deeming them as the honor cla.s.s. The other students are distributed evenly among the other eleven cla.s.ses according to their averages. Shu Yaw.a.n.g and Tang Xiao Tian are in Junior Year Cla.s.s Seven, their cla.s.sroom located at the end of the third floor. When you look out from the hallway of the third floor, you can see the school playground at your right, surrounded with sycamore trees, all with their leafy, green leaves.
“Xiao Tian, Yaw.a.n.g, over here!” Zhang Jing Yu yells out from the cla.s.sroom. They walk into the cla.s.sroom, seeing Jing Yu sitting in the last row. They walk towards him when a male student grabs Xiao Tian’s arm to greet him. Yaw.a.n.g didn’t wait for him and sits down on the seat in front of Jing Yu. She is drinking from her water bottle when Jing Yu shakes her shoulder.
“Hey Yaw.a.n.g, did you know? You’re the flower of our cla.s.s!” Yaw.a.n.g is very close in spitting out the water.
“Who? Me?”
“Shocked right?! I’m shocked too.” Zhang Jing Yu says with a depressed look.
“We only have eight girls in the cla.s.s and you’re the prettiest out of all of them. This is a tragedy!” It turns out that the school starts to separate the students into the liberal arts or science cla.s.ses, and half the female students choose liberal arts. There are only four liberal arts cla.s.ses, and the rest of the female students are distributed evenly among the rest of the eight science cla.s.ses. Every science cla.s.s has at least ten female students, with Cla.s.s Seven having the least, only eight female students. Yaw.a.n.g scratches her head and smiles.
“What tragedy? I think it’s pretty nice.”
“Bullc.r.a.p, of course you would think it’s nice. If I’m in a cla.s.sroom with eight boys and thirty girls, I will think it’s nice, really nice.” Jing Yu grumbles while hitting his desk. Tang Xiao Tian walks over to them and sits at the seat right next to Yaw.a.n.g.
“What’s with him?”
“Nothing.” Yaw.a.n.g turns her head and looks around the cla.s.sroom. A cla.s.sroom full of boys, hehe. Half of them look nice, a portion of them are pretty handsome, and very few are extremely good-looking. I hit the jackpot!
“Yaw.a.n.g!” Xiao Tian calls out as he wave his hand in front of her face.
“What’s with her?” He asks Jing Yu when she didn’t give a response.
“She’s enjoying it!” Jing Yu coldly replies.
“Enjoying what?”
“How lucky she is!” Pak. A book hits Jing Yu’s head.
“I’m not like you.” Yaw.a.n.g glares at him.
“Oh really? Then go wipe off the saliva on your face.” Jing Yu replies back indifferently.
“Yaw.a.n.g!” Xiao Tian looks at her. “Don’t look at anyone.” Her heart melts when he tells her to not look. Fine, I won’t look, the most handsome boy in our cla.s.s is Tang Xiao Tian anyway. Zhang Jing Yu sighs out loud. There is a loyal dog protecting the prettiest girl in the cla.s.s, I’m going to transfer.
When it’s about time to start cla.s.s, their homeroom teacher walks in. He is a thirty-something year old man. The first thing he says is,
“All the girls sit at the front. Who’s the prettiest girl here?” Yaw.a.n.g points to herself. The prettiest girl? Is he referring to me? When she sees their teacher nodding his head, she stands up.
“My name is Shu Yaw.a.n.g.”
“Great, then you’ll be the cla.s.s president.”