[R18] Early knowledge (Campus High H) – “I Know (Campus High H)” Transfer Student [English]

Nanxi was woken up by the noise. The students in No. 1 Middle School seemed to be indescribably bored. The bustling crowd and the noisy voices disturbed her sweet dreams.

Nan Xi’s friend and deskmate Qiao Xi woke her up with a roar like a lion from the east of the river.

Her slender shoulders were pinched by the girl next to her, and she was very excited, “Ah ah ah, Nan Nan, wake up quickly, you are stunning in the world!!!”

Qiao Xi is usually a nymphomaniac. In her opinion, having good facial features, red lips and white teeth, being a little taller, or relatively pretty can be regarded as a stunning beauty in the world.

Therefore, Nanxi is already… immune to her nature of being a nymphomaniac at every turn.

The second floor of the high school where Nanxi she is located is divided into arts and sciences.

She is a liberal arts student, and the class is full of yin and yang, so whenever a boy who has a little bit of experience appears, everyone will chatter about that person as if they have been given blood.

The person at the front desk was very excited, “Xixi, I just bumped into him when I went out to use the bathroom. The new transfer student is really good-looking. I swear on my lunch today.”

Nan Xi rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and pinched the round face on the table in front of him, “Ren Siying, you have to use your favorite meal to make a guarantee. That would be so handsome.”

Qiao Xi was excited for a long time but had no one to share it with, and Nan Xi didn’t like to join in the fun, so she took the chance and chatted non-stop with Ren Siying.

For example, how high is the nose of the transfer student, how good is the figure, etc.

Nanxi sneered and couldn’t help but joke, “Xixi, it’s as if you’ve seen someone naked.”

“Nan Nan, shut up.” The girl’s cheeks were like pink peaches, she bit her lower lip, and suddenly she stood up with a nervous expression.

Nan Xi was wondering, when she followed Qiao Xi’s line of sight and saw the boy wearing crisp sportswear and white sneakers.

He stood next to the head teacher, Bald Qiang, and could barely see his silhouette.

Well, the nose is really high.

When he arrived at the door, the young man smiled wildly, and the nymphomaniacs in the class fell instantly. Nanxi couldn’t help but want to complain, girls are really nymphomaniacs.

She just wants to sleep. She stayed up late yesterday to catch up on her homework, and her brain felt like it was all muddled together, like it was frozen.

Bald Qiang was her class teacher from the first year of high school to the second year of high school. Because he was bald and resembled the Bald Qiang in “Bear Bears”, everyone in private called him Bald Qiang.

The bald man pushed up the glasses on his nose. The class bell rang at the right time, and the classroom that had been bustling became quiet for a while.

“This is a new classmate, and we will be classmates from now on. I hope that everyone can help each other, make progress and grow together.”

Qiao Xi consciously ignored Bald Qiang’s boring remarks and whispered quietly into Nan Xi’s ear, “Nan Nan, I found that the transfer student’s nose is a bit big. I heard… boys with big noses are particularly powerful.”

Nan Xi turned the pen in his hand and thought, isn’t it? This man has strong desires and is very powerful. He can do it seven times in one night.

But she didn’t mean what she said, and she narrowed her eyes before saying, “Not necessarily, I think he is impotent.”

“Nan Nan, you are vicious.”

Ren Siying turned to look at the two of them, her face slowly turned red, and she stuttered, “Why are you two discussing such a forbidden topic in front of a transfer student? Are you ashamed?”

On the podium, a man introduced himself. He had a nice voice, like a melodious violin. The sunlight outside the window was not strong and fell on him. The boy’s hair was dyed light brown by the sunlight.

Nan Xi’s thoughts had already drifted far away, and he could only hear the handsome young man on the stage saying, “My name is Jiang Meng.”

Qiao Xi couldn’t help but sigh, even his name sounded like a fierce person.

Nan Xi was thinking wildly, and suddenly thought of a prose article he had read before, a sentence by Taiwanese writer Jian Yu.

“We really got to know each other because of our daily drinking. It must have been a thin summer afternoon, and I still remember that the short sleeves were stained with some wind fibers.”

I am obsessed with writing an article. Sisters who are passing by should not miss it. The perverted male protagonist, hahaha.