MTL - After Rebirth, the Buddha-like Star Is a Medical Expert-Chapter 67 study god

   Chapter 67 Learn God

When    Zhang Xuan appeared at the door of the international class classroom, the class meeting of the head teacher was halfway through.

   Her arrival made many boys in the classroom laugh, and a few coaxed and whistled.

   "Hello teacher, I'm sorry, I'm late." The girl's voice was sweet, and her apology sounded sincere.

   She was carrying a schoolbag and stood obediently at the door.

She was wearing a well-cut Diyin school uniform, a white shirt, a miniskirt, black stockings wrapped around her slender legs, black mid-heeled leather shoes, clean and not stained with any dust, and a long, supple head. The hair is loosely draped on the thin back, the face is fair, and the features are small.

   That is a typical first love face, the kind that can be used to shoot youth idol dramas, and a shy smile can be very attractive.

   The most outstanding feature on her face is a pair of slightly round almond eyes. When looking at people, she seems to be able to speak, drowning in a pool of spring water.

   As expected of a very famous beauty in Diyin Public School in junior high school, the classmates who did not know Zhang Xuan in the class could not help but admire her secretly when they saw her.

  The head teacher, as Yan Gou, saw the little beauty was very happy, so he smiled and greeted her into the classroom.

   Zhang Xuan did not come in immediately, but hesitated at the door of the classroom.

   After her hesitation, some students in the class looked towards the third row of the fourth group in the classroom.

   It was the first time that the head teacher met Zhang Xuan, and she was not as familiar with her as her old classmates. She asked with some doubts, "Why don't you come in?"

   Zhang Xuan smiled at the teacher a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry."

   After she finished speaking, she entered the classroom and stood at the desk in the third row of the fourth group, "Student, I'm sorry, can I go over to your side?"

   she said to the boy who was sitting in the seat, looking down at the book on the table.

   Her voice is sweet and gentle, even if a boy hears it, he can't help but look up and his heart softens.

   However, the boy in front of her didn't look up at her, just lowered his head and moved the stool forward.

   He really only gave her a seat.

   Zhang Xuan has a sweet voice and was always spoiled by the boys in the class as a little princess at school. When did you see a boy being so indifferent to her?

   She thought: "I'm afraid I'm not a freshman, I haven't seen myself."

   After she was seated in her seat and the head teacher continued the class meeting, she turned to look at the boy next to her and said softly, "Hello, my name is Zhang Xuan, what's your name?"

  The words fell, but she was stunned when she saw the profile of the boy next to her.

  The youth's profile, the jaw line is clear and smooth, the nose is straight and straight, the curvature of the face, from the forehead to the chin ups and downs, every angle is as delicate as a sculpture, the kind that Nuwa eccentrically carved when she created a human.

   As long as the eyes are not pulled down, this is an impeccable handsome face.

  The temperament of the young man is very special, the whole body is cold, like the frost on the top of the maple branches in late autumn, cold and proud.

   She talked to him nicely, but he turned his head to look at her without saying a word.

   Zhang Xuan also has her own pride. She didn't say the second sentence, but turned her head and pretended to concentrate on listening to the head teacher. In fact, half of her mind was on the new tablemate next to her.

  The head teacher of the international class finished telling the key points to be told to the students at the beginning of the school year. Next, the class reunion class came to the part where the whole class made a self-introduction.

   Many students in the international class know each other.

   So they booed: "Teacher, we know a lot of people, so let's not go to the stage to introduce ourselves, it's too embarrassing, it's better to let the classmates transferred from other schools go up and talk about it."

   "Yes, yes." The students of the former Diyin Public School unanimously agreed with this proposal.

The head teacher of the international headroom believed that she was always very democratic (in front of a group of second-generation ancestors, she could not help but be undemocratic), so she smiled and asked a few students who were not from Diyin School: "Would you like to come up and introduce yourself first? ?"

   Although she was asking about all the students in the class who were not from Diyin Public School in the junior high school, her eyes that implied encouragement fell on Shi Mochizuki.

   After all, he was the top student in the city's senior high school entrance examination, and he was so good-looking, it was really hard for her to look at him, and at the same time, she hoped that he could take the lead in the class and set an example.

   When Mochizuki was looked at by her, she neither said yes or no, just let her watch with such a calm and silent face.

   In this atmosphere, the other students in the class were embarrassed for their old class.

   At the same time, in this short class meeting, the whole class in the international class knew that this boy who was very good-looking and unfamiliar to them was not very easy to talk, and could be called aloof.

   looked at the boy silently for a long time without getting a response. The head teacher herself was a little embarrassed. Soon she turned her head to call her name directly, and asked a tall and thin girl with short hair not far from Shi Mochiyue to get up and introduce herself.

   "Zhuang Yijing, you didn't study in Diyin before, would you like to come on stage to let your classmates get to know you?"

  The students of the international class saw this short-haired girl named Zhuang Yijing come to the stage with a bright smile.

   "Hello everyone, my name is Zhuang Yijing, I'm female, and I like males. Please take care of me in the future."

   The tall and thin girl had a bright smile and a cheerful personality. After introducing herself generously, she stepped down with a smile on her face.

   Started with a new classmate, followed by other freshmen introducing themselves to the class.

   Some of them introduced themselves when they came on stage, and some of them introduced themselves from their seats.

   Shi Mochizuki was the last to get up. He stood on his seat and looked forward calmly, saying five words: "I am Shi Mochizuki."

   After saying that, he sat down.

   He didn't say anything except his name, and other classmates had a new understanding of his taciturnity.

However, even though he is so taciturn, the classmates in the class still know from the head teacher's enthusiastic help and supplementary introduction that he is the top student in the high school entrance examination who was dug from the third middle school by the school with a lot of money, and he is one or two smaller than the whole class. Years old, less than 15 years old, skipping grades in elementary school, and still the top student in the exam every year.

   "It turned out to be a scholar, no wonder Gao Leng."

After listening to the head teacher's supplementary introduction, the students in the international class who had been indifferent to the boy, had trouble speaking, and had some unpleasant thoughts about him, immediately found the reason for the boy's indifference. The indifference is not surprising.

  Study God, after all, it has a bit of personality.

   Not to mention that he is such a good-looking, young scholar god? ! 1314

   It’s good to have money, learn from God, learn from God, come and get a pair

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