An Yeran said, "It's up, is there anything wrong?"

Lu Xiu blushed and said intermittently: "Today, today, my father said he would take you to go through the transfer procedures, so let me call you..."

An Yeran was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled what happened yesterday!

I forgot that there is still this.

"I understand, I'll change my clothes immediately. You go to have breakfast first." After An Yeran finished speaking, he closed the door without looking at Lu Xiu.

Seeing that his sister had no intention of talking to him anymore, Lu Xiu at the door lowered his head in disappointment and turned around and left.

After changing her clothes, An Yeran went downstairs to have a meal. She actually didn't have the habit of having breakfast.

When she was in school, she would sleep until ten minutes before she woke up before she could ring the class bell, then she spent three or five minutes changing clothes and washing clothes, and then used the rest of her time to run to school.

After graduating from high school, An Yeran did not go to college because he failed the exam.

As a poor student with an average score of about 20 in every subject, the high-tech thing like going to college is not suitable for her, so she went home and inherited her martial arts school and became an invincible senior sister who fought all over Yanwan Road, District 6, City C.

In the first floor restaurant, Jiang’s mother skillfully cooks Lu’s father. Today’s breakfast was sandwiches and milk, as well as some fruit salads.

Lu Xiu seems to like drinking milk very much, and he always has a very sweet milky smell on his body.

Jiang Anxue wore the same clothes as Lu Xiu, but her lower body was wearing a black skirt. An Yeran had not officially started school, so she did not have a school uniform.

Her seat was arranged next to Lu Xiu, and I don’t know if it was Jiang’s mother’s meaning. In short, just like when she was having dinner last night, the seats of the two were far away from the three of them.

An Yeran drank a few sips of milk and stopped using the knife and fork. After she got up, she really had no appetite to eat.

After breakfast, the driver had been waiting at the door for a long time. The three of them got into the car. Jiang Anxue was sitting in the passenger seat with a bit arrogant expression. An Yeran and Lu Xiu were sitting behind him. Without the adults, the three children basically didn't say a word.

Since getting in the car, Jiang Anxue has been ignoring her younger brother and sister behind her. An Yeran knows that she really hates them.

On the way, Lu Xiu kept looking at An Yeran intentionally or unintentionally, with a little hesitant expression. An Yeran naturally noticed it, but her stomach was so uncomfortable that she really didn't have the energy to ask the child what was wrong.

The car arrived at school soon.

Jiang Anxue got out of the car first, ignored his younger brother and sister, and walked straight towards his classroom.

The driver held An Yeran's previous ID in his hand and asked to take her to go through the admission procedures.

Lu Xiu had to go to the classroom by himself. He was only half a month younger than his elder sister, so he was actually in the second grade.

The Affiliated Primary School of No. 1 Middle School is the top primary school in City A. The children in it are either rich or noble, and perhaps because they are seriously influenced by their parents since childhood, these children are a little precocious.

On the way to the teaching building, An Yeran had already seen more than one little girl sending a small pink envelope to Lu Xiu.

That's right, it's a good face, it's really quite popular.

An Yeran and the driver uncle went to the principal's office. When Lu Xiu saw them leaving, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, then coldly rejected the girls' envelopes and walked back to his classroom.

The second sister is much gentler than the older sister.

The little Lu Xiu thought so.

Although he is young, he can distinguish between good intentions and malice in the eyes of adults.

The new mother doesn't seem to like him, and so does the older sister.

Only the second sister was the first to smile at him after she came and picked up food for him.

The second sister is a good person.

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After completing the admission procedures, the logistics teacher brought An Yeran a set of school uniforms. He had to wear school uniforms in the future when he went to school.

She took An Yeran to the women's bathroom to change her clothes, and then took her to the classroom.

Jiang Anxue is in Class 2 and Lu Xiu is in Class 1. This school is divided into classes according to its grades. One of the reasons why Jiang Anxue hates Lu Xiu is also because his grades are better than hers.

An Yeran had just entered school, and the teachers didn't know how good she was, so they temporarily sent her to Class 3. When the first monthly exam was over, the teachers would reassign her classes.

An Yeran hates listening to classes the most. For some reason, in her original world, every time she enters the class, she becomes weak and tired. This problem seems to have continued into this world. As soon as she steps into the classroom, she feels sleepiness coming and wants to lie on the table and have a good sleep.

Transfer students will always attract the attention of the whole class, especially children.

When those young children turned their attention to her one by one, An Yeran felt like a tiger in a circus and was watched.

The teacher who was teaching was a middle-aged woman who looked more majestic. She said impatiently: "Please give a brief introduction to yourself, hurry up, we have to go to class, don't waste time."

An Yeran was stunned for two seconds.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t welcoming new classmates a smile to greet them friendly and greet them?!

The teacher's attitude is too impatient!

So An Yeran no longer smiled, she said simply, "An Yeran." Then she walked directly to the last row and sat down.

The higher the class, the fewer the number of people inside.

There were about twenty students in Class 1, thirty students in Class 2, and so on. By Class 8, there were more than ninety students in it. Of course, the classroom was much bigger.

Class 3 where An Yeran is located has forty people, and the classroom space is not large, so it is a bit crowded.

In the last row of the classroom was a boy with black-framed glasses.

The boy looks ordinary and looks a little stupid, but the notes on the notebook are very complete.

The teacher was shocked by An Yeran's attitude just now for a few seconds, then frowned and said, "What's your attitude?"

An Yeran pretended to be wronged and said, "You asked me to be simpler and faster. Isn't it fast enough?"

The teacher glared at her, speechless, and continued to talk about what had just happened.

This class was a mathematics class, and I learned multiplication. Although An Yeran was a poor student, she still knew how to do the primary school questions, but she couldn't correct her problem of wanting to sleep in class.

Before the teacher could speak for a few minutes, An Yeran had already closed his eyes and his head was on the seat bit by bit.

"It's true!" The teacher's stern voice came.

An Yeran seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed, and even changed into a more comfortable position.

The teacher was so angry that he looked like this just after transferring to school. I don’t know how he got into the school. Was the principal blind?!
Chapter completed!