You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 913

In the No. 3 High School in Spring City.

It was September, and cicadas chirped noisily on the tree. The warm sunshine sprinkled on the desk through the glass.

It was the end of the class. The students of class nine in grade two were chatting happily or studying quietly in the classroom. A boy was bending over the desk in the last row.

The collar of his blue school uniform was turned up, his head resting on the stretched arm, and the other hand curled behind his head to block the light.

His face couldn't be seen clearly. One could only see his soft black short hair, faire wrist and slender fingers, and a conspicuous red bracelet tied to his wrist.

The red bracelet was worn. Some parts of it had faded and broken. It was just a broken thing that could be discarded, but the boy had been wearing it on his wrist. If one looked at it carefully, he would find a taut knot on the bracelet.

"Big news! Big news!" A boy rushed in from outside the classroom and his voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A classmate asked in a loud voice, "Reid Lin, what's that? Will we have a holiday tomorrow?"

"It's Monday today. How can you think of the holiday? You must be dreaming!" "There will be a transfer student in our class. I just came out of Giacomo Yang's office and those teachers were all talking about it," said Reid.

"Really?"

"A transfer student?"

"A boy or a girl?"

The class became noisy in an instant. The students who had focused on their homework also raised their heads, waiting for Reid's answer.

No. 3 High School was a key high school in Spring City. It was not easy to get into it. Even a rich person couldn't easily enter this school. Only people who had high marks could enter it.

In No. 3 High School, every student was treated equally. There was no key class or ordinary class there. Therefore, the student who ranked first and the last in the school were in the same class.

However, the student who ranked the last in No. 3 High School could work above average in other schools.

Everyone was talking about it and was curious about the new transfer student. Only one person was sleeping quietly on the table.

The noise made him frown unhappily. He pulled his collar and continued to sleep.

Shrugging, Reid said, "I don't know. I didn't see that transfer student."

"Humph!"

"Useless! You completely don't know the details of it."

"Well, next class is hosted by Giacomo. He will definitely bring the transfer student over. We will know then." Reid walked to the last row and sat next to the boy who had been sleeping.

"Sampson, did you hear that? There is a transfer student in our class."

Sampson ignored him. Reid continued to talk to himself as if he had been used to Sampson's silence. "I'm curious. It's the second semester. Why is there still someone transferred to our school? Isn't it a waste of time?"

After the bell rang, Giacomo came with the transfer student.

The students in the front row curiously looked out of the door. Some were bending over the glass window and stretching their necks, seeing a girl beside Giacomo, their head teacher.

A boy exclaimed excitedly, "It's a girl!"

"The transfer student is a girl?"

Class nine was a science class. Boys were more than girls. Many people were very happy that a girl was transferred to their class.

They took a closer look.

The girl had a high ponytail, a few strands of her hair hanging on both sides of her forehead. She has a pair of black bright eyes, beautiful eyebrows, a delicate nose, and thin red lips.

She was wearing a school uniform, which made her look lovely. Judging from her appearance, she was a good girl.

She looked like a model in her school uniform.

The last person who looked extremely charming in school uniform was sleeping at the desk.

"Girl!" Reid was so excited that he hit Sampson by chance. Sampson raised his head slowly, opened his eyes and glanced at Reid impatiently.

"Sampson, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Reid immediately apologized and ran to the door out of curiosity.

Giacomo, the head teacher, was in his middle age. He was a little fat and wore black square glasses. His eyes were incredibly small, as if they would disappear when he showed a faint smile.

Although his eyes were small, they were very sharp.