"We'll head off first, then. See you tomorrow."
"Mm-hmm, bye."
Yuan Xuan and Yang Chun stayed in the classroom to study, while Chen Shi'an and Lin Meng Qiu picked up their bags, got up, and left together.
They had barely stepped outside the classroom when Wen Zhixia, who had already retreated to the corridor to wait, immediately came over and walked beside him, chattering away. Yuan Xuan glanced at them through the window. The matching uniform told her that this short-haired girl was also from Yunqi No. 1 High School. After all, there were only two Science exchange students, so this girl was undoubtedly the Liberal Arts exchange student.
She had no idea how Chen Shi'an and Meng Qiu knew her, but the girl looked very close to them... or, more precisely, to Chen Shi'an.
Judging by Meng Qiu's reaction, she was also quite familiar with this girl... though it wasn't an affectionate sort of familiarity. It felt more like they knew each other so well that they couldn't stand each other.
Which of you is actually dating whom?!
"Little Cicada, you came down so quickly?"
"Class has been over for ages, okay! Taoist, are you sitting in the middle?"
"Yeah. Are you and Xiao Yan still sitting together?"
"Yes! They put us in the middle too!"
"Did you introduce yourselves just now?"
"Yep. It was all Xiao Yan's fault for jinxing it."
"Hey! Zhizhi! You looked pretty happy giving your introduction!"
"No, I didn't. I was nervous to death... Taoist, how do you like Class Six?"
"It's pretty good. How's Class Twelve?"
"Not bad."
Wen Zhixia gripped the backpack straps in front of her with both hands, bumping against his arm as she walked and rambled about her new class. "I'm just a little unused to it, but everyone