CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 81: CLASS MONITOR, PLEASE CHANGE SEATS

Clothes and cosmetics are always a shared topic among girls.

And the girl who struck up a conversation with Qianxun was called Wang Yue, who also came from a wealthy family. Today, she was wearing a white dress from some international brand, which really highlighted her elegance.

After she spoke, the other girls also turned to look at Qianxun and pricked up their ears, waiting for Qianxun’s response.

At this moment, Qianxun leaned forward slightly. Even though she was in a cramped space that was not conducive to movement, her sitting posture somehow exuded an air of noble elegance and languor.

"Do you guys not even recognize the school uniform’s standard shirt anymore?" Qianxun chuckled.

At this remark, Wang Yue and the others were immediately dumbfounded.

The next moment, they quickly scanned Qianxun’s uniform again.

At the spot where the school emblem badge should be, there indeed were subtle signs of stitches removed, but because Qianxun had paired an orange silk scarf around the collar of the uniform, she instantly elevated the simple white shirt to a much higher level, making it look rather high-end.

And her trousers, upon closer inspection, turned out to be just the most common polyester pants!

But because she had long legs and showed off a stretch of fair ankles, she managed to make those polyester pants look incredibly stylish.

For a while, Wang Yue and the others couldn’t help but look at Qianxun in amazement, "Su Qianxun, how did you think of pairing it like this?"

After speaking, Wang Yue stood up abruptly from her seat and walked over to Yuen Song, "Class president, we want to chat with Su Qianxun about some girl stuff. Could we switch seats?"

Upon hearing this, Yuen Song inwardly wailed.

Damn it, he had barely sat with Su Qianxun for ten minutes!

But he had no choice but to stand up.

...

After Wang Yue moved over to sit, she was like a sparrow that had found its voice, chattering non-stop with Qianxun.

Most of the time, it was her speaking excitedly, with Qianxun occasionally throwing in a phrase or two, yet always somehow managing to steer the conversation forward.

In this way, twenty minutes later, Wang Yue had already considered herself a good friend of Qianxun and became extremely enthusiastic in her attitude toward her.

"Qianxun, come on, let’s get off the bus together! Oh, did you bring sunscreen?" Wang Yue asked with a laugh, almost going to link arms with Qianxun and step off side by side.

Hearing this, Qianxun shook her head slightly, "No."

"The sun is so harsh now, how could you not bring sunscreen? But it’s okay, I brought some. You can use mine later," Wang Yue immediately offered.

Qianxun smiled lightly in response, without declining.

In her heart, however, she thought: No matter how many years pass, the topics women love to chat about the most are indeed still clothes and jewelry.

...

Soon after getting off the bus, Sun Ze came to meet them, "Is everyone here? I’ve booked the hotel rooms, all triple rooms. You guys can sort out the rooming."

Upon saying that, Sun Ze looked toward Qianxun.

Seeing Qianxun’s appearance today, Sun Ze also couldn’t help but pause—how come Su Qianxun looked like a supermodel today?

But it was then that he realized, hadn’t she grown taller again? Her height seemed to be surpassing him now, didn’t it?

With that thought, Sun Ze, who stood at one meter seventy-two, couldn’t help but walk over to Qianxun.

After he approached her, he bitterly discovered in his heart—damn it, Su Qianxun really was as tall as him now.

How on earth did she grow like that?

...

But soon enough, Sun Ze got his emotions in check and said to Qianxun, "Su Qianxun, I’ve booked a single room just for you."

This was also because Sun Ze was concerned she might not get along well with the other classmates, and to avoid any awkward situation of no one wanting to share a room with her, he had booked a single room for her.