Under the eager anticipation of all the students in Class 2 of the Guojin Class in the whole classroom, people walked in outside the classroom door.

Japanese exchange student.

The leader was a Japanese boy wearing a simple plain gray shirt, khaki trousers, and canvas shoes. Although his face was not handsome, his facial features were also upright, his expression was plain and not too nervous or other emotions. The temperament exuded by the whole person was inexplicably eye-catching.

Many girls in the classroom could not help but their eyes were slightly lit:

"oh"

"Here's a handsome guy!"

"It's not handsome, but the temperament feels so comfortable."

"It's the type I like!"

The other boys in the class curled their lips for a while: "That's it... I don't feel that they have any temperament." "The girls are indeed all crazy people."

As for the back seats in the classroom, Qiu Le couldn't help but sigh:

"Oh, man"

Feng Tao's eyes still fell at the door:

"What's the hurry? This is the first one."

"There are six more behind."

Following the first Japanese boy, several Japanese exchange students walked in one after another, but they were all boys. Their dressing styles and expressions were exactly the same as those of the first boy. They stood in a row on the podium, all of which were straight and straight, and their expressions looked light...

Or, it's a bit cold.

Some boys in the class couldn't help but frown and whispered to complain:

"Hey, why do you think these guys seem to be very arrogant?"

"Everyone is dead, with a paralyzed face"

"What, they are not happy to come to our school for exchanges? They don't like us?"

"What are you going to show off and be proud of a group of little Japanese..."

At this time, several Japanese boys on the stage had already begun to introduce themselves. The first boy in the lead glanced calmly and glanced down the stage without stopping at anybody and quickly withdrew his eyes and bowed slightly:

"Miyamoto Sugito, please give me some advice."

He speaks Chinese, and his tone is a little strange, but he seems impeccable in terms of etiquette.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third and fourth exchange students spoke and introduced themselves one after another:

"Uaida Key."

"Aoki Hiroshi."

"Saya Ito."

"Nakamura Yoshi."

When every Japanese exchange student on the podium introduced himself, he would bow and bow like the first Miyamoto Sugito, and while reporting his name, he would not forget to add a sentence, please give me more advice. Each of them did an etiquette very thoughtful and appropriate manner, but...

It always makes people feel uncomfortable subconsciously.

"It's true... I feel a little arrogant."

On the back seat, Feng Tao frowned and looked at the Japanese boys on the stage. He stood in a row with his hands hanging down in front of him with a calm expression. Although everyone was polite enough when introducing themselves, the simple introduction seemed to make people feel that the other party was not willing to talk more to the students in the Guojin Class 2 in the classroom.

There is an inexplicable sense of coldness and alienation.

Shen Zhuang, sitting next to Feng Tao, has a simple and honest personality. He is unwilling to think of these new Japanese classmates at the disadvantage and said optimistically:

"Not even"

"Maybe they just don't have good Chinese, so they can't say anything else."

"Well, it's possible." Feng Tao nodded, but still frowned, always feeling that the situation would not be as easy and simple as Chen Zhuang said.

Qiu Le, who was sitting next to him, staring at the Japanese exchange students on the podium, and muttering like counting:

"One, two, three, four..."

“Five, six.”

Then Qiu Le looked disappointed:

"Damn, all six are men!"

Feng Tao couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Okay, you just give up. Where can I get such good luck? If I have such good luck, I will definitely meet some beautiful Japanese soft girls. Do you really think that all the beauties in this world are ruined?"

Qiu Le was extremely depressed: "Damn... let alone beauties, they are all men, and it's too boring to not even have a woman."

Suddenly, Qiu Le's eyes lit up again:

"wrong!"

“There are only six.”

"Didn't it mean that there are seven of these exchange students? One is missing!"

And just as he finished speaking, a slight sound of footsteps came from outside the classroom door.

The six Japanese exchange students on the podium, plus all the students from the entire 2nd Class of the National Jin Dynasty, looked at the door again.

Then

Everyone saw it first...

It was a pair of plain white cloth shoes, and they stepped into the ground at the door of the classroom with smooth steps but light steps.

A Japanese girl who was so beautiful that she could almost suffocate her slightly, walked into the vision of everyone in the class with a peaceful and comfortable expression.

Almost in an instant, all the boys in the class looked dull.

There is a silent silence.

The girl walked lightly to the podium, Tingting stood, not tall but looked slender and orderly, her straight black hair that reached her waist was scattered behind her like a waterfall, trimming delicately and meticulously. Under her bangs was a beautiful face that was so delicate that she could hardly pick up any flaws. The eyes in her eyes were clear and peaceful like a lake. She looked at all the students in the Guojin Class 2 who had been shocked by the podium, and then smiled slightly and bowed:

"Sakura Sakura."

"Please take care of me."

It is also Chinese, and although the tone is still a bit strange, it shows a strange and nice charm with the light and pleasant sound, and even makes people want to listen to the girl say a few more words.

It is also the thoughtful etiquette of bowing and wailing. However, compared with the previous six Japanese exchange boys, the girl named Sakura Sakura in Shinto will not bring any discomfort at all. She only feels that everything is extremely natural and perfectly matches the girl's quiet temperament.

Seeing that the seven Japanese exchange students had already introduced themselves, the counselor next to the podium also clapped his hands with a smile:

"alright."

"These seven new students from Japan will spend the academic tasks of the academic year with everyone in our Guojin Class 2. They have learned a certain level of Chinese before coming, but they are definitely not good enough. I hope that all the students in our class will provide more help and get along well in the future."

The words fell.

There was almost no need for the counselor to continue to signal, and there was a burst of thunderous applause in the classroom of the class.

Sexy sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex!!!

The most enthusiastic and active applause were the boys in the class. While applauding desperately, they looked at the girl named Sakura on the stage with her unconcealed stunning and admiring eyes, and they almost reached out to wipe their saliva:

Very lucky!

God is very good to them, the 2nd Class of Guojin!

This is so fucking...

She is simply a super 10-point goddess-level girl, okay!!

"Grass, there's really a top Japanese soft girl!"

Qiu Le from the back row of the classroom was almost glaring at her eyes, and her surprise and shock were mixed together, and her words were almost unscrupulous:

"Mom, is it true that the highlights are always the last one?!"

Even Feng Tao, who was beside him, couldn't help but take a breath, and his eyes looked at the Sakura of the Sakura in Shirou were full of surprise:

"This girl..."

"The appearance, body and temperament are also the top-notch ones among beauties!"

Chen Zhuang, the most honest person, was also murmuring:

"This is... not worse than Tangtang Girl and Sister Xue, right?"

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