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Chapter 868: Xiao Chong Side Story 2_3

Even without her parents, she never felt it was hard. But this year, with her grandmother’s passing, Lin Wanwan suddenly felt the difficulties at home.

Lin Wanwan took the money and put it in her backpack: "I got it, grandpa, I’m off to school."

"Alright, go ahead, watch for cars on the road, and be careful."

"Okay."

The small villa is in Baroque style, with the living room and dining room combined. The living room has a double height ceiling, and the window facing the courtyard extends from the second floor all the way down, over five meters high, providing a very wide view.

So even when Lin Wanwan’s grandpa was eating in the dining area inside, he could clearly see Lin Wanwan in the courtyard.

He saw that Lin Wanwan was walking out, and couldn’t help but wonder: "Wanwan, where is your bicycle?"

Lin Wanwan replied at the gate: "It’s broken, getting it fixed, I’ll ride it later."

Just after saying this, Lin Wanwan noticed her bicycle quietly parked by the gate.

She walked over to check and found the chain had already been fixed, and there was even a bottle of Bright Milk in the front basket of the bicycle.

Lin Wanwan was stunned, did he leave it? Not only did he fix the bicycle, but he also left a bottle of milk?

Without thinking too much, Lin Wanwan put the milk in her backpack and rode the bicycle to school.

The morning study session for commuting students starts at 7:30, she didn’t want to be late on her first day at school.

On the morning of September 1st, the open space in front of Seventh Middle School and the surrounding lanes were lined with rows of luxury cars. Families of students who could get into Seventh Middle School generally didn’t have poor conditions, most held city residency.

Seventh Middle School’s high school department was previously an elite private school, later changed to a public school, occupying about 100 acres, with strong teaching resources, and was ranked as a key provincial middle school. Across the street was the junior high department of Seventh Middle School.

The alumni wall displayed many renowned Huaxia scholars, showcasing the strength of Seventh Middle School.

There were nine classes in the first year, and the class Lin Wanwan was in, Grade One (1), was in the corner at the far east end of the second floor of the teaching building.

When she arrived, half of the classmates had already come, and the room was buzzing with chatter.

Seeing a new student appearing at the door, the noise inside the classroom gradually decreased, and after a while, one or two male voices called out oddly.

Lin Wanwan quickly scanned the classroom, then lowered her eyes, carrying her backpack to silently proceed to an empty seat in the third row from the back near the window.

She didn’t know if the teacher would rearrange the seats later, but she decided to sit there for now.

After sitting down, she didn’t pay attention to her surroundings, taking out a Tang and Song poetry selection for college entrance exams and started memorizing quietly.

In the last row of her line, one of the two boys, named Fang Junjie, nudged his deskmate Mi Yunzhi and whispered with a laugh: "Look, that’s our original junior high department’s school flower, Lin Wanwan, from the rocket class, she seems a bit cold, an ice queen."

Mi Yunzhi looked up, gazed at Lin Wanwan’s thin back in the school uniform polo shirt, and tilted his head to see a little of Lin Wanwan’s profile, agreeing: "Beautiful, really beautiful, she’s going to be our class beauty."

Classmates came in one after another, and before long, the classroom was packed and bustling.

A boy also sat behind Lin Wanwan, evidently familiar with Mi Yunzhi and Fang Junjie, he started chatting enthusiastically upon arrival.

"Can I sit here?"

While Lin Wanwan was immersed in memorizing her poems, a girl’s voice suddenly sounded beside her. She looked up at the speaker, finding her somewhat familiar but couldn’t recall her name.

"Sure."

She made room for the girl to sit inside, marking her new desk partner.

"Hello, you’re Lin Wanwan, right? I’ve heard about you." The girl greeted with a smile after putting down her backpack, "I’m also from the junior high department, my name’s Qi Bingqiong."

"Hello." Lin Wanwan nodded at her, giving a polite smile, and then turned back to continue memorizing her poems. Seeing that Lin Wanwan wasn’t interested in talking, Qi Bingqiong pursed her lips and started arranging her own desk.

Suddenly, the previously noisy classroom quieted down.

Qi Bingqiong gently elbowed Lin Wanwan, who was still quietly reciting poems, and lifted her chin slightly, her eyes shining as she looked toward the door.

Lin Wanwan looked up, seeing a tall, handsome figure appearing backlit.

The famous Xiao Chong, top scorer of the entrance exam, new student representative, Yongda’s school heartthrob, Seventh Middle School’s new heartthrob, various halos surrounding him, even his walk seemed to carry a glow.

"He cut off his little bun, looks different and more handsome." Similar comments gradually spread throughout the classroom.

With his flower-boy long bangs hairstyle, Xiao Chong smiled slightly towards Lin Wanwan’s corner and walked straight over.

Lin Wanwan quickly lowered her head, not wanting to become a topic of gossip. To stay low-key in school, she needed to keep her distance from such popular figures.