Chapter 3: The School Opens

  A sleek Audi A6 pulled up in front of the bustling Rende High School, drawing many admiring glances. The door opened and a boy stepped out nonchalantly. His trendy sneakers paired with a retro-style jeans, while his upper body wore a specially designed silver-gray T-shirt. His eyes were an intriguing pale brown that seemed to hold secrets. His dazzling golden hair was slightly tousled by the wind, giving off an endearing, dreamy aura. With chiseled features and a sharp jawline, this boy was undeniably stunning, leaving onlookers breathless.

  "Wow, what a handsome guy."

  "Yes, he's so handsome, is he from our school?" The flower girls have already started screaming. In fact, not only the women's eyes, but even the men's eyes are staring at that boy.

  Han Yajie felt particularly disgusted with those flower-crazy girls. Why were there always a bunch of flies wherever they went?

  "Dad, this is my new school. Facing the four words 'Rende High School', Han Yajie's mouth curled up with a sly smile. I wonder how long it will take to be expelled this time? One month or two?"

  High School Class 2A, this is Han Yajie's new class.

  Class teacher Cui Jian led Han Yajie to the front of the podium. From the moment Han Yajie entered the classroom, the classroom had been boiling.

  "We're really so happy, it turns out that handsome guy from earlier is in our class."

  "Yes, it's really great happiness, I can see handsome guys every day, it's too happy."

  "A group of flower enthusiasts." Han Yajie suddenly blurted out this sentence, causing the classroom that was still bubbling with excitement to quiet down instantly.

  The atmosphere suddenly cooled down a bit. Cui Jian saw the situation and coughed lightly a few times, saying: "This is our class's new transfer student, Han Yajie. Han Yajie, introduce yourself so that everyone can get to know you better."

  "Where is my seat?" Han Yajie ignored Cui Jian and walked straight down from the stage.

  Cui Jian felt a bit embarrassed that Han Yajie didn't respond to him, so he rubbed his eyes. "Uh, Han Yajie, you can find your own seat."

  A beautiful woman had a vacant seat next to her. As Han Yajie walked by, she said with a blush: "That, that sit beside me."

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