Chapter 5 The Arrival of Clare (Part Two)

While the three were chatting, the door of the classroom was gently pushed open. A young woman dressed in fashion but not frivolous appeared at the door. She looked no more than 25 years old at most. She had a kind face and a kind temperament, which would make people feel good about her.

"Good morning, Miss Yuan." Celine and Lydia greeted the woman at the same time.

"Good morning." Dora Yuan replied with a smile. She looked at the beautiful girl who was looking at her curiously not far away.

"Are you Clare?" She came over and asked kindly.

"Yes. Nice to meet you, Miss Yuan." Clare showed an innocent and sweet smile to her future head teacher. She sighed in her heart, 'The students of class 7 are so lucky to have such a young and beautiful head teacher.' It was really a good chance to ease one's annoyance to see such a beauty every day. Who said that good things would make people happy. The same was true for beautiful people.

"Hello." Looking at Dora with a smile, Dora stretched out her hand and said, "I just received the news that a little pretty has come to our class-Clare. Welcome to join class 7."

"Thank you." Clare reached out her hand and shook with Dora Yuan. She liked her more. A teacher who took the initiative to shake hands with a student must not be difficult to get along with. She didn't expect that this teacher was not only young and beautiful, but also had a good temper. She really chose the right class.

After the conversation with Clare, Dora Yuan looked around the classroom and asked the twins, "Have you gone to watch the ball match?"

Celine and Lydia nodded at the same time.

"Then could you please go to the basketball court for me. Inform all the students in our class to get back as soon as possible. Anyone doesn't enter the classroom within five minutes should wait outside," said Dora Yuan with a meaningful smile, " I don't mind having afternoon tea with you in the office."

As soon as Dora Yuan finished speaking, Celine and Lydia immediately walked out of the classroom.

Have afternoon tea with Miss Yuan? OH! NO! Anyone except class 7 couldn't imagine how bad the coffee made by Miss Yuan would be. Its power was comparable to the ten kinds of torture in the Qing dynasty! !

"What about me?" In the classroom, Clare pointed at herself, who was not assigned a task, and asked Dora Yuan with a smile.

Dora Yuan looked at her for a while and said, "You, of course, follow me."

"Where are we going? What are we going to do?" Clare opened her beautiful eyes curiously.

"I'll help you register and arrange a seat for you."

Who told her that all the transferred students would be uncomfortable and timid because of the transfer, and that she had to take good care of their emotions and mentality? It's nonsense! The student in front of her was obviously more relaxed than her.

Shaking her head with a smile, Dora Yuan walked out of the classroom. Clare picked up her big bag and followed her calmly.

When Celine and Lydia arrived at the basketball court, there were still two minutes left before the end of the competition. Standing on the side of the field, Celine and Lydia began to rock paper scissors. It was the old rule. They always liked to use games to decide who would do something.

"Stone!"

"Cloth!"

When the result came out, Celine smiled happily, "Sister, thank you."

Looking at the walls of flesh, Lydia glared at her own hand with resentment:

'Why did you choose stone?!' 'Why did you choose stone?!'

"Hi~" Showing an impeccable perfect smile, Lydia reached out her hand and gently patted a boy on the outermost layer who had an advantage in height, "Buddy."

The competition was on the climax. The boy was excited to see it. When he heard the noise behind him, he turned around with dissatisfaction, but when he saw the person, his eyes were stunned. Wasn't this the beauty of class 7, Lydia? She was calling him?! !

"Buddy, can you do me a favor?" Lydia smiled sweetly and said in a soft voice. She had no choice. The walls were too thick. She hadn't learned the penetrating skill yet, so she thought she couldn't pass through it, so she had to rely on her friends outside and her schoolmates at school.

"Of course, of course!" Several big pimples on the boy's face kept shaking, which was enough to show his excitement at the moment. In this case, let alone asking him for help, even if he was asked to risk his life, he would probably do as he was told.

"Excuse me, can you see where Mr. Zack is?"

After getting the boy's affirmative reply, Lydia smiled brightly at him and asked, "Can you help me call him over?"

"Of course!" The boy, who was dazzled by the beautiful smile, immediately cheered up and broke through the heavy encirclement in front of him. He struggled to reach Zack and whispered. Looking at the crowd, Zack greeted the Deputy Judge beside him and then walked towards Lydia. The poor boy with pimples was pushed to the other side by the crowd ruthlessly, drowning in the sea of people...

"Lydia, what's up?" Zack kept looking at the field. There was still 1 minute left before the end of the competition.

Lydia expressed her deep sympathy for the boy with pimples in her heart, and then said to Zack with a smile, "Mr. Zack, please tell my classmates in class 7 to go back to class as soon as possible after the competition. Miss Yuan said that people who are not able to arrive within five minutes will have tea in the afternoon in her office."

"Okay, no problem."

"Thank you, Mr. Zack."

"It's not a big deal."

The competition on the field had entered the countdown. Zack picked up the whistle and walked to the center of the field.

On the other side, after Lydia met her sister, the two of them quickly left the basketball court and walked towards the teaching building.

It was not that they didn't want to stay to watch the ball match, but that the whole class that Ms. Yuan just mentioned included the two of them. The most important thing for them was to know how to protect themselves.