Living with School Hunk and Childhood Friend 2

  The teacher's words made me feel numb. However, for the sake of my future life and days to come, I had no choice but to swallow my anger and follow the teacher.

  When I walked to the door of Class 8, Grade 2, my head teacher looked at me and smiled, saying: "In the future, you must study hard, don't just think about being handsome."

  "Got it, teacher." Although she said that to me, I still understood the importance of respecting teachers and the way, so I replied to her in a very straightforward manner.

  But this sentence should be for her, should teach students well, don't just know how to look at handsome guys, with such a head teacher, I'm afraid he will mislead the next generation, I sighed in my heart.

  The class teacher took me to the classroom and then said to my classmates, "Her name is Liu Jiayao, a new student." Then she turned to me and said, "Jiayao, you can sit next to Li Guangyuan."

  I reluctantly walked over to the empty seat and sat down, thinking to myself that I had just joined this class and wasn't supposed to do a self-introduction or anything, so why was it ending like this.

  I sat in my seat, and Li Guangyuan had a smile on his face as he said to me: "My name is Li Guangyuan, from now on we are good friends."

  I took a closer look at Li Guangyuan, he's a very delicate boy, although not as handsome and strong-eyed as my brother, but he looks very kind, gentle, and makes people feel comfortable.

  I smiled and said to him: "My name is Liu Jiayao, nice to meet you."

  It was like this, in this unfamiliar school, I got to know my first friend.

  Before long, it was time for lunch and my older brother came to my classroom to take me out to eat, again triggering the screams of the infatuated girls.

  After dinner, my older brother took me to familiarize myself with the school environment, and then returned to the classroom. The afternoon passed quickly as well. I walked out of the classroom with my backpack on. When I reached the first floor, I felt a refreshing coolness throughout my body.

  Someone upstairs poured a bucket of water down and it just happened to pour all over me.

  The first day I came to school, something like this happened. I was furious and stormed upstairs. Just then, I saw the students of Class 5, Grade 2, playing in the hallway. I grabbed a small boy and asked him fiercely: "Who spilled water just now? Tell me quickly."

  "It's Han Youxi who fell down, let me go." The boy said while pulling his hand away.

  "Where is he?" I continued to ask angrily.

  "In the classroom. I didn't think such a pretty girl would have such a bad temper." The boy muttered in a low voice afterwards.

  I rushed to the classroom door and kicked it open with force, then stood with my hands on my hips and shouted at the inside: "Who's called Han Youxi? Get out here for this lady!"