You're my wife, don't doubt it!

But this transfer student wore it.

Not only was it too big, but the school uniform was also obviously too big—at least one size too big. As a result, the already fluffy sports uniform looked like a sack on her body (okay, that's a slight exaggeration), and you couldn't even see her waist.

But nevertheless.

She's still quite big.

Is this really some kind of baby-faced, giant loli?

Tao Tianyi's gaze moved upwards.

The new transfer student is very distinctive. Although half of his face is covered and he looks a bit rustic, you can still tell that he is actually very pretty.

She had chubby cheeks, shoulder-length short hair, long and fluffy bangs (as mentioned before), and wore a pair of thick-rimmed glasses that were a bit of a downer (also mentioned before)... Despite being quite short, she still had a great figure.

That top-tier figure couldn't even be covered by a size too big of a loose-fitting sports uniform.

In that instant, Tao Tian completely forgot about his old flame, Zhao Xiaomei.

Screw Zhao Xiaomei.

"My name is Xu Qingwei. I hope to get along well with everyone." The girl lowered her head and introduced herself in a whisper as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

The words "Xu Qingwei" were written in neat handwriting on one corner of the blackboard.

Tao Tian thought to himself, "Her chalk handwriting is quite nice."

"That's a nice name," Tao Tianyi said to the boy sitting in the front row.

"My surname is Xu, it's my family name!" The boy in the front seat turned his head, revealing a delighted look.

“You’re getting all excited again,” Tao Tianyi said.

"So what if it's family? What benefits can you get from family?" Tao Tian thought to himself.

"You can sit here..." Old Lin's eyes swept around the classroom before his finger stopped at Tao Tianyi: "You can sit there for now. We'll adjust the seating arrangement in a few days."

"No, no, don't change it, Lao Lin, let's just leave it at that," Tao Tianyi silently cried out in his heart.

Since entering high school a few days ago, the mischievous Tao Tianyi has been enjoying the VIP privilege of having a double desk all to himself, a privilege unique to the entire class.

The advantage is that it has a relatively large storage space and allows for a more casual and unrestrained sitting experience; the disadvantage is that it can be lonely.

Having a beautiful girl as a deskmate is certainly a good thing, and Tao Tianyi is willing to give up half of his space.

A new semester brings new beginnings. On the first day of the new semester, Tao Tian thought, "Finally, something really good has happened."

Tao Tianyi had no way of knowing whether he was the male protagonist of the novel or a cannon fodder supporting character.

He wasn't a fantasist, the kind of guy who would make girls think of their child's name just by looking at him.

Even if you can't have the advantage of being close to someone, not many people would dislike the opportunity to have a beautiful female classmate sitting next to them.

While Tao Tian was frantically tidying up, Xu Qingwei was already slowly walking towards him.

The boy noticed that she walked in a somewhat awkward and strange way.

He seems to have a slight limp, but it's not quite right; it's just a little awkward, but you wouldn't notice it unless you looked closely.

"Hello, my name is Tao Tianyi." Tao Tianyi introduced himself to his new deskmate without looking up, while tidying up his things.

"Hello, my name is Xu Qingwei." Xu Qingwei's tone was no longer as timid as it had been on the podium just now: "Nice to meet you."

Xu Qingwei pulled the empty chair slightly away from Tao Tianyi, put down her schoolbag, and sat down gently.

This small action made Tao Tianyi feel unhappy, but at the same time, he smelled a pleasant scent.

Several boys in the front row turned around and looked this way.

"Alright, alright," Old Lin tapped the podium with his set square, "Class is starting."

Tao Tianyi didn't dare to turn his head and look directly at his deskmate, but instead gently glanced at her.

He saw a slender, youthful left hand unzip the pencil case.

Tao Tianyi's gaze was fixed on the girl's ring finger.

"Hiss—" The boy inhaled.

At the base of Xu Qingwei's ring finger, there was a very obvious... white mark.

Are all girls these days so careless, wearing rings haphazardly on their left hand?

Tao Tianyi thought to himself that he could explain to her later the meaning of wearing rings on different fingers, and show off his knowledge.

Chapter 349 What to do with these love letters?

2023-10-11

What kind of concept is five meters?

Xiao Yao paced back and forth in front of the blackboard in the classroom, holding the "meter ruler" on the podium in his hand and turning it gently.

After flipping through it about four times, I roughly made my way from the leftmost window to the rightmost front door.

In other words, the width of the classroom is about five meters, maybe a little longer, but not much longer.

As long as you don't do extreme challenges, you should be fine.

However, the long side of the classroom is definitely much longer than five meters.

Moreover, since he and Yu Luying were in the classroom, they were inevitably diagonally opposite each other.

Things are going to get worse.

Although the distance between Xiao Yao and Yu Luying's seats wouldn't be a problem—Yu Luying, being a tall girl, wasn't sitting too close to the front anyway—Xiao Yao still took Yu Luying to the teachers' office after morning reading.

Yu Luying was reluctant, but she couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she stood at the door of the teachers' room and waited.

"Teacher Lin," Xiao Yao greeted respectfully.

"Xiao Xiao," Director Lin greeted with a smile, looking up, "the placement test is tomorrow, remember our promise?"

“No problem,” Xiao Yao nodded.

"What's wrong? Do you want to ask about the subject?" Director Lin gestured with his chin: "Sit down."

"Teacher Lin," Xiao Yao said in a low voice after sitting down, leaning close to Director Lin's ear, "Yu Luying and I... are currently dating."

"Ahhh," Director Lin said loudly, "I'll go over this question in class later."

Xiao Yao: "?"

"Alright," Director Lin said in a low voice, "Congratulations, are you in such a hurry for me to give a gift?"

"Of course not," Xiao Yao shook his head.

"Do I need you to come all the way here to announce something like this?" Director Lin rummaged through his lesson preparation bag and said gently, "Let's talk it out properly, don't interfere with her studies—oh, and yours too."

"I know," Xiao Yao nodded. "Let's put us together, deskmates."

“Hiss—” Director Lin said.

Although our school has an open-minded atmosphere.

Although his teacher, Mr. Lin, had an open-minded educational philosophy.

Although we've had a lot of private contact this summer, we've gotten to know each other a bit.

But you're being a little too forward and arrogant.

"Ahem, ahem," Director Lin said with a troubled and embarrassed expression, "The matter of arranging seats in the class is also a comprehensive consideration... Ah, I won't waste my breath on you. Can't you be a little more low-key? Just because you have a girlfriend doesn't mean you can show off! There are several couples in your class, and I don't see anyone making such a request to your Song... or your Teacher Yao?"

Perhaps because Director Lin's voice was a little louder than before, Xiao Yao could feel several gazes directed at him from the surroundings.

But he remained calm and composed, saying sincerely, "Teacher Lin, we're doing this for our studies. As you know, Yu Luying is first in the grade, and we've made a promise to go to the same university in the future. But my grades... there's still a lot of room for improvement, and Yu Luying is anxious about it too..."

"Hummmm," Teacher Lin stroked her chin, thinking it was a somewhat convincing reason: "I'll think about it. After the diagnostic test, I might arrange a seating arrangement for the whole class."

Xiao Yao understood perfectly; this meant, "Don't even think about cheating on the exam again." He bowed deeply, bending at a 90-degree angle, and said happily, "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"

Given Xiao Yao's ligament tightness, he would never have been able to do this move before, so he was quite startled.

"Alright, go back to class, the bell has already rung," Director Lin waved his hand at Xiao Yao, "By the way, I'll ask for her opinion later. These kinds of things have to be agreed upon by the girl herself, right?"

"Report." Yu Luying pushed open the office door and said in a clear and loud voice, "Teacher Lin, this is Xiao Yao I asked to come and discuss this with you."

"Ahhh, okay, okay, okay." Director Lin was startled, his eyes wide with surprise.

On September 2, 2004, the diagnostic test for the new second-year students of St. Francis Secondary School began on schedule.

Since classes will be divided and courses will be selected next semester, and this exam was added by Director Lin at the last minute, if the exam were to be held for three consecutive days, it would take up a lot of the original class time. Therefore, only Chinese, Mathematics and English will be tested, and the exam will be completed in one day.

That noon, Xiao Yao, Yu Luying, and Shen Jie secretly met on the roof of the teaching building.

“This is my secret base, isn’t it great?” Xiao Yao proudly introduced to Shen Jie. “Although it seems to be locked all the time, I know that as long as I just swipe it lightly, the latch will open.”

“It is indeed a pretty nice place.” Shen Jie stood on the edge of the rooftop, her expression and tone indifferent. She swept her thick bangs back and clipped them to her forehead with a hair clip, and took off her large glasses, revealing her alluring face: “I’ve been here before.”

Seeing the puzzled look on Xiao Yao's face, Shen Jie explained, "The White Knight brought us up to your Teacher Yao's sanctuary, didn't you forget?"

"How could I forget that?" Xiao Yao nodded repeatedly. "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."

Xiao Yao walked to Shen Jie's side, put his hand on her shoulder, and followed the girl's gaze forward.

Naturally, unlike the fantastical sights we had witnessed before, what met our eyes was nothing out of the ordinary. The Pearl of the Orient was still the Pearl of the Orient, not transformed into a giant pyramid; the Yellow River was still the Yellow River, not turned into a dried-up sandbar. Boats moved slowly on the river like tiny insects, and the sparse flow of people on the streets and the traffic on the roads moved back and forth like ants. Nearby, above the playground, we could see the cross held high atop the Sacred Heart Church—though it was only about five or six stories high, roughly the same height as the rooftop where the three of them were.