Chapter 810 - Mask (3)

Emily nestled in Vincent's arms and told him everything that had happened today. She was touched by the scene of her classmates crying. Some people wanted to be good, but they did not know the direction at all. Some people felt that they were hopeless and could only live a life of chaos. Some had ambitions but gave up their efforts because they were not recognized.

"When I first came here, I never thought about understanding anyone. Now I realize that every one of them has his or her own stories. Perhaps they all have difficulties. They should have a chance to be forgiven. They should not be stuck on the pillar of shame just because they are in Class F and walk with their heads down forever." Emily said.

"You want to change them?" Vincent played with a strand of her hair.

"No." Emily rubbed his neck and said, "I want to change their attitude towards Class F. Class F is not a disgrace. I hope that when they mention this class in the future, they will no longer have expressions of disgust and mockery."

Vincent lowered his head and kissed her face, "Changing the attitude of others to your class doesn't mean changing your class?"

"It seems to be, but not exactly." Emily thought for a moment, "Some of them have bad grades, but they seem to have other outstanding qualities."

"If you want to do something, do it." Vincent held her hand, "If anything happens, I will take responsibility."

"Fine," Emily turned back and rubbed his face.

Although she said that, when Emily returned to the class and saw the group of students in the back row who were in a mess, she dismissed the idea of changing them.

Fortunately, they did not cause trouble in class. Because they could not keep up with the progress, they were playing games or passing notes. Few people were seriously studying.

Before the Party of New Year's Day came, Christmas Eve and Christmas arrived.

Emily had been sneezing all this time. She had brought a dozen or so masks. After another sneeze on the way to the bathroom in PE class, she threw the masks into the trash can and then touched the masks in her pocket again. However, she only touched a ball of paper.

She hesitated for a moment and reached out to pick up the mask in the trash can.

The sound of washing hands came from the side. Emily looked up and saw a tall boy standing next to the sink. His face was dripping with sweat. He looked at Emily in surprise.

Emily pointed at the mask in the trash can in astonishment and said, "This was originally mine."

The boy was stunned for a long time before he nodded and asked her, "You... Are you from Class F?"

Emily picked up the mask and put it on her face before remembering that she had forgotten something.

Her face was seen.

She was over.

She had promised Vincent not to be seen by anyone in the school.

Emily lowered her head and thought for a long time before looking at the boy and asking, "Can you please keep it a secret?"

The boy didn't understand.

"It's just... Can you pretend that you didn't see me?" Emily covered her mask, "And my face?"

Sure enough, the boy understood and nodded repeatedly with a shy smile on his face, "Okay, sure."

Emily hurriedly covered her mask and entered the bathroom. Not long after, a group of guys rushed to the boy and shouted, "What are you doing? It's been so long."

"It's nothing," the boy smirked in the direction of the washroom.

"Are you frozen?" Someone on the side asked.

The boy still smiled foolishly, and then he was pushed to the basketball court.

"The commissary in charge of sports of Class S is back! Do you think he is handsome?" As soon as Emily returned, she was dragged behind a group of girls by Tatiana. She pointed at a figure on the basketball court and said, "Although their class is not very good, this commissary is so handsome."

"I remember you saying Mr. Noah is the most handsome." Emily casually glanced around, only to see some figures in the same uniforms.

"No, he is different from mature Mr. Noah. He is vigorous. You will know after you see him." Tatiana pointed to a boy who was carrying a ball and said, "It's him."

"No, I have to memorize the vocabulary." Emily didn't even raise her head as he pulled out a vocabulary book and said.

It was unknown whether the boy carrying the ball heard Tatiana's voice or saw Emily. He carried the ball and looked in the direction of Emily. Then the ball in his hand was cut off.

"Damn it! The ball was cut off when you stood there like a fool! Wash your face and wash your soul!"

A team member was scolding him.

The commissary did not care at all. He looked in the direction of Emily. He smiled and then looked away.

Tatiana tugged at Emily's sleeve, "Damn! Emily. Did you see that? He just smiled at me. He was distracted from staring at me, so the ball in his hand was cut off. What do you think he meant?"

Emily looked up from the book, "I think he fell in love with you at first sight."

When the girls in the front row heard this, they turned around and looked at Tatiana. Then, they tilted their heads and retched.

Tatiana was lost for words.

"Girls, are you pregnant?" Tatiana rolled her eyes at them.