Reborn I don't need a heroine

On Monday morning, Ye Xun was standing in the teacher's office on the second floor of the high school teaching building. Facing the stern gaze of the teacher in charge, the girl couldn't help feeling uneasy.

This is an ordinary public middle school, which ranks high in Rongdu. After my father returned to Lincheng last week, he quickly entrusted someone to complete the transfer procedures-compared to the messy company and debts, this is actually much simpler.

It's just that when he came to the new school today, Ye Xun could only be alone. And it can be foreseen that there will probably not be anyone to accompany her in high school life in the future, and the girl can only force herself to be strong.

In front of him was Teacher Yu, the head teacher of Class 2 and 7, wearing thick glasses.

She stared at Ye Xun, the gaze shot from the lens was like the whip of a spinning top, which made people afraid to relax. Even Ye Xun, who met for the first time, knew that this teacher would not be too kind, and... the teacher didn't seem to have a good first impression of him?

After a long silence, Teacher Yu finally spoke. He spoke quickly and even more severely: "What do you want to do with your hair? Little sister! Where did you go to school before and let you dye your hair?"

"I'm sorry, I was..."

Ye Xun hurriedly explained, but Teacher Yu didn't intend to ask her to explain, and directly ordered: "I don't care what noble school you went to before, you must abide by the rules when you come to my class. Our school has school rules. School rules No matter boys or girls, hair dyeing or perming is not allowed, and the bangs in front are not allowed to reach the eyebrows. Also, make-up is absolutely not allowed, do you understand?"

The girl was stunned for a moment.

Teacher Yu frowned and said, "Do you understand?"

Ye Xun hurriedly said: "I understand, I understand."

Teacher Yu adjusted his glasses: "I'll give you two choices, either go to the barber shop, or cut it off with scissors here. Fortunately, your braids were dyed, or you have to dye them back, which is troublesome."

Ye Xun hesitated for two seconds, then said weakly: "Teacher, are my bangs okay? If I don't need to cut my bangs, then I'll be right here..."

"It's a bit long." Teacher Yu frowned again, "Forget it, let's do this first. You cut the dyed part first, and you can cut the bangs next time when you have time."

Ye Xun nodded obediently: "I understand, teacher."

Then, Teacher Yu took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, pointed to the mirror on the cabinet door and said, "Cut it."

Ye Xun: "Is it right here?"

Teacher Yu asked bluntly, "Where else do you want to be?"

Ye Xun didn't dare to say more, and took the scissors silently. She took a look and found that there were still two long hairs sandwiched between the scissors—this pair of scissors must be very used to cutting girls' black hair.

The girl turned around to face the mirror, grabbed her flaming ponytail, and placed it between the scissors.

After hesitating for a moment, she cut it anyway.

The ponytail on the back of the head was suddenly only a small part of the length of a finger.

Teacher Yu asked again: "You don't have makeup on, do you?"

Ye Xun felt a little lucky, fortunately, he didn't even put on foundation today, so he could answer without guilt: "No."

"Okay, come with me in the next class."

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The bell for the second class in the morning has already rang, and this class is Teacher Yu's English class.

The middle-aged female teacher with a stern face pushed open the door, and the noisy classroom suddenly fell silent. She walked up to the podium and waved back.

Ye Xun bit the bullet and followed the classroom to the podium.

Among the students, there was a faint sound of breathing—is it surprise? praise? At this time, Ye Xun had no time to distinguish carefully.

Teacher Yu took the blackboard eraser and slapped the desk vigorously: "A new student has been transferred to our class. Everyone should unite and work hard to study together. I won't say anything unnecessary. Let the new student introduce himself."

Ye Xun asked in a low voice: "Teacher, do you want to write your name on the blackboard?"

Teacher Yu glanced at her: "Let's write."

Ye Xun nodded obediently, picked up the chalk, and carefully wrote the two words 'Ye Xun' on the blackboard. Although she used to practice calligraphy with pens, her chalk writing is also eye-catching, and there is a spirit in the neat structure.

After finishing writing, she turned around, faced a class of more than fifty students, and said loudly, "Hi, my name is Ye Xun. I used to go to school in Lincheng..."

Then what to say?

Judging by the teacher's appearance, hobbies and hobbies are definitely not as important as learning, and may even be a deduction item in the teacher's mind. But what is there to say about learning?

The private school she attended had a different curriculum than here, and Ye Xun was not sure if she could adapt. She didn't even know if she would score above or below the average on the next exam.

At this moment, Teacher Yu interrupted: "Okay, Ye Xun, please sit here."

Following the direction of Teacher Yu's finger, Ye Xun saw...the empty seat on the left side of the podium.

No matter how the other students are in the front, that is the first row. And this seat is on the left side of the podium, the only seat that is flush with the podium, and the only one in the class is the zeroth row.

Ye Xun didn't dare to ask the teacher why he arranged himself here, so he just sat there obediently.

The teacher erased the word "Ye Xun" on the blackboard and started to give a lecture, starting with summarizing the grammar knowledge points of the previous unit.

In the former high-end private middle school, the goal of the students was not the college entrance examination, but to study abroad, so the requirements for English were quite high. According to Ye Xun, who has done too many IELTS questions, the knowledge points taught by Mr. Yu are not difficult. In contrast, the mathematics in the next class worried her even more.

But as the course continued, Ye Xun became more and more uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was because she was sitting in the zeroth row of the classroom, she vaguely felt... There seemed to be many students staring at her from behind?

While Teacher Yu was writing on the blackboard, Ye Xun quietly looked back. Sure enough, there were really many people staring at him! In these gazes, there are boys and girls, full of curiosity.

Catching the girl's gaze, the classmate who was staring at her hurriedly averted her gaze. And Ye Xun was afraid of being discovered by the teacher, so he turned around quickly.

In this way, after about half an hour, the class was finally over.

Teacher Yu only dragged the class for two minutes, and after explaining the differences in certain types of subdivisions in attributive clauses, he said "get out of class is over" and left.

Ye Xun heaved a sigh of relief as soon as the old-fashioned and stern head teacher left. But then, the students who surrounded her made her a little nervous again.

All the students around were female students, and many male students were looking around curiously, but they didn't come close.

"Student Ye Xun, you used to go to school in Lincheng?" The girl who approached first tried to strike up a conversation.

Girl Ye Xun smiled at her classmates and said, "Yes."

Another girl asked: "You look so beautiful without makeup?"

"Thank you for the compliment," Ye Xun maintained a smile, "No makeup is not allowed in school..."

"Then your skin is fine!"

It seems that the students seem to be very friendly. My new high school life shouldn't be too bad, right?

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