The Age of the Global Genie

Silver Mountain Middle School, seven in the morning.

In the spacious corridor, there were bursts of shouts, and Qiao Xinmei, who looked like a radiant face, greeted the boys and girls with a sweet smile good morning. She looked like she was not an exchange student, and she was also today. Putting on Yinshan's school uniform, snow-white thighs were exposed under the school uniform skirt, neither fat nor thin.

"It's so beautiful, it's like an angel."

"I really want to protect this smile..."

"Hey, she called my name just now, you know."

Listening to the whispered discussion behind her, Qiao Xinmei, who felt her own charm, slightly raised an arc that was not easy to be noticed by others, and then walked towards her class.

However, just around the corner from the door, Qiao Xinmei accidentally bumped into a boy. She glanced at the boy's face and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, classmate Wang Nan, are you alright?"

"Ah, it's okay."

Wang Nan was also surprised. He was not surprised that Qiao Xinmei bumped into him, but that she was able to remember her name. You must know that she just transferred over yesterday. How could she be so skilled?

"Good morning, Xinmei."

"Morning, An Ran and Ziyi."

At this time, two girls from the next class happened to pass by and greeted Qiao Xinmei warmly. The latter also responded with a sweet smile and said their names, which made Wang Nan even more surprised.

That's right, in just one day, not a single student in the same class didn't know Qiao Xinmei. The speed at which this terror spread was even scarier than the virus.

The scary thing is not only this, but Qiao Xinmei did not know where to get the roster and photos of all graders yesterday, and also memorized it all night, completely avoiding the embarrassing situation of seeing people unable to name their names, and this kind of thing It was just a piece of cake for her.

As a public angel, you must have this kind of awareness. After all, you are perfect in front of your classmates, how could it be that embarrassing things like not being able to call your name happen.

Thinking like this, Qiao Xinmei was in a good mood and walked into the classroom with light steps.

"Morning, my heart is beautiful."

"Morning, everyone came early."

After greeting everyone, Qiao Xinmei sat down. She subconsciously glanced at the seat on the other side of the aisle. That was Ye Shuang's seat. She didn't know why she was so rude in front of that boy yesterday. I feel that it must be because I don't have enough rest. In this world, there are only boys who like her, but there are no boys who she likes.

You know, the boy who can make her fall in love has not yet been born.

"Morning, Ye Shuang."

"Wang Nan, this is your box."

Behind, there was a chatter, Qiao Xinmei turned her head and found a smiling boy walking in and passing by her side.

After seeing Ye Shuang, Qiao Xinmei took a deep breath and greeted with the most perfect smile: "Good morning, Ye Shuang."

Get over it, sweetheart!

Ye Shuang heard someone greet him as soon as he walked into the classroom. When he saw that it was Qiao Xinmei, he was stunned for a moment, and then responded with a smile; "Morning."

poof.

Seeing Ye Shuang's clean smile, Qiao Xinmei suddenly felt her heart beating violently. She slowly opened her beautiful eyes, clutching her chest and quickly turned around.

No, what's going on? !

Why do I feel stronger today? !

"Huh?" Seeing Qiao Xinmei's strange reaction, Ye Shuang scratched his head slightly, but he didn't think too much, and went back to his seat and sat down. After a few minutes, he heard familiar footsteps. The sound rang, Bai Yuyou walked in through the back door at this time, and her indifferent temperament suddenly made many students in the class who were shouting subconsciously whisper.

This made Ye Shuang dumbfounded to think of Bai Yuyou's nickname, the Queen of Moving Icebergs, because she is indeed a cold king.

Ye Shuang remembered going to the school's supermarket last time. Originally, there were people who told the salesperson that the quality of this product was wrong, and when they were arguing about returning the product, when Bai Yuyou went in, the student packed up his things silently and went straight away. It's like a haunted moment when it's quiet.

Although Bai Yuyou seemed to be used to this scene, Ye Shuang felt a little distressed for her.

...

Bai Yuyou saw Ye Shuang, her beautiful face was still expressionless, she slowly returned to her seat and sat down, then took out a piece of paper and wrote it and pushed it to Ye Shuang's side—

[(ﾉ^ω^)ﾉ Early! ! ]

"Morning..." Ye Shuang said, and suddenly noticed that Bai Yuyou's hair was still a little wet at this time, as if he had just taken a shower and then blew it with a hair dryer before it was completely dry. Ye Shuang looked at it. After a while, he noticed that Bai Yuyou also turned his head, so he asked with a smile, "Yuyou, did you take a shower just now? What do I think your hair is a little wet?"

Bai Yuyou heard Ye Shuang's question, nodded lightly, then took out the pen and wrote.

[└(￣^￣)┐ I went for a run in the morning. ]

"Running?" Ye Shuang asked curiously, "Why did you start running in the morning?"

After Ye Shuang asked this, Bai Yuyou looked at him a little, then shifted his eyes and continued to write on the paper:

[(.-ω-) Exercise... ]

"Oh..." Although Ye Shuang didn't think that was the reason, but after thinking that Bai Yuyou was unwilling to say it, he smiled and didn't say anything more.

But at noon, Ye Shuang finally realized that something was wrong, because Bai Yuyou's lunch plate today was a simple meal of two dishes, and the meal was a normal girl's meal, which was even stranger than the sun rising from the west thing.

"Yuyou, are you sick?" Ye Shuang stretched out his hand and touched Bai Yuyou's forehead, and found that he didn't have a fever. This guy is an out-and-out foodie. How could he only eat so much? He will feel the pain, and Ye Shuang feels that he has fallen into the illusion of dream eclipse again.

Bai Yuyou held his chopsticks and shook his head, but he was not sick.

It seems that this idiot still doesn't know why.

"No appetite?" Ye Shuang asked again, but what he got was still Bai Yuyou shaking his head.

Bai Yuyou didn't want to talk, Ye Shuang had no choice but to start eating. Halfway, Bai Yuyou had finished eating the food on his plate, and his eyes swept back and forth at the sausage in Ye Shuang's mouth, revealing the meaning of struggle.

Ye Shuang noticed Bai Yuyou's straight eyes inadvertently, and couldn't help but ask with a smile:

"Want to eat my big sausage?"