Love Diary

Chapter 6 The Transferred Girl Is A Beauty (Part One)

The race ended in a draw. Zack pressed down his hand, and the whole audience quieted down. He

announced, "Due to the time, we won't have the extra time competition. Today's competition is over!"

"By the way," he paused for a moment and continued, "students from·class 0207, please pay attention.

Your head teacher, Ms. Dora, has given you 5 minutes to go back to the classroom. The late

classmates will have the chance to spend the 'wonderful' afternoon tea time with her -- You have a total

of 5 minutes and --" ·he raised his wrist, "there are only 4 minutes and 37 seconds left."

As soon as he finished his words, the monitor of class 0207, Sam, who was wiping his sweat, changed

his face at first. He rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the teaching building. Then, Vincent, who

had realized what had happened, dropped the towel and quickly followed him. The next second, a large

group of students of class 0207 finally reacted and followed them to the teaching building.

Looking at the running crowd, Zack sighed happily, "Wow, the scene is so spectacular." After gloating,

he turned around and saw Carl, who was also in class 0207, still standing there drinking water.

"Carl," he was confused, "aren't you in a hurry to go back to the classroom?" It was said that Miss

Dora's afternoon tea was the ultimate poison. Wasn't Carl afraid?

Vincent closed the bottle and answered indifferently, "there are still some things to deal with in the

student union."

Oh, I see~

Zack understood:

It turned out that this was the privilege of the so-called president of the student union.

After changing his clothes, Carl took a few documents from the student union's office and slowly

walked back to the classroom of class 0207. It had been 15 minutes since Dora set the time, and the

students in the classroom began to talk wearily. At the beginning of the new semester, the students

who hadn't seen each other for a long time didn't lack topics. If no one disturbed them, they could talk

for three days without stopping. Of course, they had to rule out the time for eating, drinking and going

to the bathroom first.

Carl entered the classroom from the back door. Although he kept a low profile, he still attracted the

attention of many students.

"Hi, Carl, you're back."

"Yang, today's basketball match is so wonderful."

"Carl, you are awesome today!"

Nodding his head in response to the greetings of his classmates around him, Carl returned to his seat,

put down the documents in his hand, and leaned against the seat to start his biggest hobby - sleep. It

was the first day of the new semester, and no one would object against anyone to sleeping. What's

more, it was Carl who was sleeping.

Vincent also noticed Carl's arrival. His seat was two rows away from Carl's. He lowered his voice

subconsciously when he saw him lying on the ground. "Why hasn't Ms. Yuan come to the classroom

after she asked us to come here in such a hurry?"

Lydia, who was sitting in the front row, guessed, "Maybe I was delayed by something." Although the

enrollment procedures were not troublesome and the whole process of computer operation was okay,

there were still a lot of procedures.

"Everybody!" As they were talking in the classroom, they heard the voice of Dora from outside. She

pushed the door open and walked briskly to the platform. "Happy new semester."

"Miss Yuan, you are late! Remember to have tea this afternoon!" Kevin Zhang, known as the "naughty

king", shouted at Dora in a strange tone without malice. The whole class burst into laughter.

Dora glanced at him and smiled without saying anything. She picked up the white board pen and slowly

wrote down a few words on it. Suddenly, the laughter stopped.

Dora wrote:

[7 most handsome boys and 7 most beautiful girls in the second grade of high school]

"Why don't you laugh?" Her voice was soft and her smile was approachable, which made the

classmates feel a little guilty.

Dora was a good teacher, kind and easy-going. It was a fact that she was both a teacher and a friend

to her classmates. But if the students didn't treat her as a friend, she would be very angry if they kept

something from her.

Dora stopped smiling and looked in the direction of Lydia and Celine, with resentment and silently

reproach in her eyes, which wrote, "You have failed my friendship and trust in you!"!

Celine felt guilty under the gaze. She stood up and said, "Miss Yuan, we didn't mean to hide it from

you. We just..."

Dora became more resentful. She said angrily, "Just don't believe me? Don't treat me as your friend?

And don't want to share these funny things with me?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Seeing that Miss Yuan seemed to be really angry, Lydia also stood up and said, "Miss Yuan, please

don't be angry. We absolutely don't mean that. We..."

"Don't bother to explain!" With a straight face, Dora interrupted her and asked stiffly, "Now I'm asking

you, who voted these 7 most handsome boys and 7 most beautiful girls?"

"A secret vote of all the students in the second grade of senior high school." The voice of the whole

class was miraculously low.

With her eyes narrowed, Dora continued, "Everyone is involved?"

Someone replied in a low voice, "Except for the candidates."

"Good. Does our class have any of these 7 most handsome boys and 7 most beautiful girls?"

"... Yes." Still in a low voice.

"Then, please stand up." While playing with the white board pen in her hand, Dora kept staring at

Celine and Lydia. The two of them were uneasy neither standing nor sitting, which made the

atmosphere a little awkward.

Standing there, Lydia couldn't help but shed tears in her heart. She thought to herself, 'It's just a

nominal reputation of being one of the most beautiful girls under the arrangement of others. Why do I

feel that I have done something wrong at this moment? What the hell is this?'

Soon, Vincent and Sam were also "betrayed" by the people around them and had to stand up.

On the other side, Carl was still in sound asleep.

"Only four?" This result didn't seem to satisfy Dora.

"And Carl." A low and orderly voice answered.

Taking a glance at Carl, who was sleeping soundly, Dora sighed helplessly, 'Guess Carl is the only one

who can sleep tight under such circumstance.'

She pressed her hand and motioned the four to sit down.

After a moment of flustered silence, the corners of Dora's mouth slowly raised. She smiled and said,

"All right, all right. In fact, I have already known about it. It's just the first day of the new semester. I was

just kidding and trying to ease your feelings. Don't be nervous."