Chapter 72: Transfer Student Bae Jung-min (1)

  The next day, something big happened in Class 1B. You Zhēn Yī from our class voluntarily requested to transfer to Class C, citing a change in interests and hobbies, feeling that she would be more suited for development in Class C. Upon hearing this news, I felt somewhat taken aback. Originally, I had wanted to teach her a lesson, thinking that even if we were in the same class in the future, it wouldn't hurt to just nod at each other as classmates.

  "What's wrong?" Han Sheng put the books on the table into the drawer and gently patted my elbow, raising an eyebrow to ask.

  I shook my head, forcing myself to smile at him with a stiff expression, as I found that a frown or a glance would always attract the attention of several pairs of eyes. Had yesterday's incident not been covered up successfully?

  People, when they are guilty, will unconsciously make some small movements. I was worried about this reason and took out a small mirror from my bag, applied powder evenly and delicately, and applied special bruise cream to the wound on my face, which faded a lot.

  After a few minutes, I couldn't help but take out the mirror to confirm again, and after repeating this several times, I once again couldn't resist wanting to look in the mirror, only to have it snatched away by Han Sheng halfway.

  "Give it back to me." I stretched out my hand to grab the mirror, but failed. When I looked up, I saw a classmate from the next table staring at us like a statue, and immediately felt a flush rise to my cheeks. I lightly coughed and drank the whole cup of lemon water. Sneaking a peek at Han Sheng, he was also blushing and pretending to eat his meal with his head down. I forced a slice of tomato into my mouth with my left hand, chewed for a few moments, but still couldn't suppress my curiosity, and asked, "Han Sheng, why are they all staring at us?"

  "Cough, cough." Han Sheng cleared his throat with a painful expression and beckoned to me. I quickly handed over the cup, and he took a big gulp before saying, "Actually, they were looking at me."

  "Oh..." I took a glance around and found that the surrounding view was indeed centered on him. When I turned my head back, I discovered an extra newspaper on the dining table.

  Watching him being puzzled, I asked in a low voice, "Which one is this?"

  "Whoosh." The newspaper was flipped over quickly, long fingers rapidly pointing to a certain spot. I followed the tip of his finger and saw pale pink, plump fingernails, then saw a line of headlines, unfortunately with several characters blocked out. Although the words were blocked, I could get some information from the photo below.

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