Since Zhao Meimei entered the classroom, her eyes had been darting around all the female classmates' faces, trying to guess which one was the "average-looking, big-eyed, and good student Wang Jiayue" that Da Bao mentioned.
"My name is Wang Jiayue, I come from....."
Zhao Meimei didn't pay attention to what Wang Jiayue was saying; she was just craning her neck, trying hard to get a clear look at Wang Jiayue's face.
Wang Jiayue was an extremely pale-skinned girl with a small face and big eyes; she spoke with her head slightly bowed, her back unconsciously hunched forward, presumably a very introverted person.
Wang Jiayue's voice was very soft, like a mosquito's hum. Many people in the class would only take a second look when they encountered someone they were interested in, so not many people noticed her.
After Wang Jiayue finished her introduction, she quietly sat down. Zhao Meimei looked at her delicate figure and sighed inwardly.
