C2105 Such Beautiful Hands
Previously, Gong Suhe sat alone in her seat and did not participate in the gossip, so not many students noticed her.0
At this moment, she walked onto the stage and the students below the stage opened their eyes wide in shock.
There were already people discussing. "Wow, so beautiful! Why didn't I notice that our class has such a beautiful girl just now?"
"That's right, I didn't notice it either! I feel that she gives people a very comfortable feeling when she looks at her. It's just that she doesn't have an aggressive beauty, and she's especially elegant!"
"Yeah, I also feel that it's good to be angry when others are beautiful, but I don't seem to be able to get angry when she's beautiful!"
"Hahaha, do you think the difference is too great that you can't even get angry?"
As the crowd discussed animatedly, Gong Suhe opened her mouth and spoke with a gentle and calm voice. "Hello everyone. My name is Gong Suhe. I am 15 years old this year and I like TCM."
Originally when the crowd heard the surname 'Gong', they were still somewhat doubtful. But when they heard that she liked TCM, their curiosity was immediately drawn away.
Gong Suhe had already turned around and the pen in her hand quickly drew on the blackboard. Very quickly, a human body acupuncture point chart was clearly displayed.
She signed her name beside the acupuncture point map. The words were beautiful and full of spiritual energy.
The students below the stage were stunned. Teacher Hu, who was at the side, was also shocked.
Then, he raised his hand and clapped first: "Student Gong Suhe is very powerful. She must have learned very well about biology!"
The boys below the stage also started to applaud. Someone winked at Gong Suhe and said, "Gong Suhe, if we get hurt in the future, can you treat us?"
"Ah, my neck twisted. Student Gong, please save me!"
Amidst the commotion, only Zhai Xingchen, who was sitting in the last row, did not say a word.
He glanced at the acupoint map on the blackboard, then lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the notebook.
After that, the student continued to introduce himself. The atmosphere became more and more heated until a boy came up and said: "My name is Li Chengyi, 16 years old, I like playing pool."
After saying that, he turned around and wrote his name. The strokes were vigorous and powerful, and the rock paintings he drew were also very realistic and full of charm.
A girl could not help but discuss, "Ah, he is Li Chengyi?
I heard that his studies are very good. In the past, when he was in the middle school, he always ranked first in the grade! "
"I've heard of his name before, but I didn't expect him to be good at drawing! He's handsome too! "
"That's right, he's so handsome! Although he's slightly worse than Zhai Xingchen, he looks at the sun a lot more! "
"Speaking of Zhai Xingchen, I suddenly have a thought. How is he going to get on stage in a while?"
Sure enough, not long after, the students from the fourth and last row were all introduced. There was only one person in the entire class who hadn't been introduced.
At this moment, everyone thought of that person at the same time.
In the corner of the last row, Di Xingchen raised his eyes from the book. His eyes were beautiful light brown and looked very clear. However, because of the gloomy temperament around him, his originally clear eyes became a bit more mysterious and profound.
When he saw that everyone was looking at him, his face was still expressionless, but his palm was slowly placed on the wheelchair.
Gong Suhe and him were separated by a passage and a few rows of seats, but her line of sight was not blocked by the passage at all. Therefore, she saw that the youth's fingers were white and slender, and his joints were clearly defined. It was a pair of very beautiful hands.
He held the wheel of the wheelchair and was about to turn it.
At this moment, Teacher Hu realized something. He hurriedly said, "This is Student Zhai Xingchen. He doesn't need to introduce himself. Student Zhai likes to read books. I'll help him write it down!"
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