'No... it can't be, right?'
An unbelievable thought flashed through one student's mind, but he immediately dismissed it.
'It's not possible.'
This new transfer student looked clean and had a gentle presence, like a breath of fresh spring air, but he was from the shantytown district. There was no way he could know Yanbing Mountain.
Although no one knew what Yanbing Mountain's family did, she had a private driver who brought her to school. The car was different every day—sometimes a luxury sedan, sometimes a Hovercar. Her family had to be incredibly wealthy and influential.
In the dead silence, the students exchanged glances. The troublemaking student looked like he was about to shout something, but a stern look from Teacher Xiaohe stopped him.
Teacher Xiaohe first handed a stack of textbooks to Lu Xuan, then cleared her throat and said,
"Lu Xuan, there are plenty of empty seats in the classroom. Go ahead and find one. As for this bag of chestnuts..."
