As soon as An Rui walked into the classroom, she heard the girls talking about the "p.s group" concert. She suddenly felt lucky in her heart. She got what everyone wanted, but she got it effortlessly.
Well, after going to the scene, she also wanted to take photos and sign autographs.
An Rui couldn't help but smile, but there was an ominous feeling in everyone's eyes.
"The autistic girl is smiling..."
"I thought she had facial paralysis..."
"It feels so eerie..."
…
An Rui suddenly felt a cold current coming from behind and shuddered.
Everyone must be talking about her again!
Already used to it...
An Rui suppressed her smile, lowered her head and took out the textbooks needed for the next class.
11°
After school.
An Rui hurriedly packed her schoolbag and was about to leave the classroom and go home when she was stopped by the team leader.
"Xie Anrui, our group is responsible for cleaning today. You go and clean the public areas!"
The team leader picked the most difficult task and assigned it to An Rui.
Facing the team leader's embarrassment, An Rui looked indifferent, turned around and went to the tool room and took out the broom.
The public area sanitation assigned to An Rui is the straight uphill road at the school gate. It is now after school time, and there are people coming and going on the road, so it is really difficult to clean it.
An Rui carried her schoolbag, grabbed her broom, and sat on a stone bench beside the school road in a daze.
"Please go home quickly, okay? Walk faster!" An Rui muttered in her heart.
She held her chin in one hand and stared at the ground in a daze. It wasn't until there were fewer classmates on the road that An Rui dragged the broom and started sweeping.
But what made her depressed was that while she was cleaning in front, some classmates were throwing peanut shells behind her.