Chapter 8-Classroom Butterflies and Cold Shoulders: Xiao Xiaoxiao’s Tangled Heart in the County High

Xiao Xiaoxiao hated literary committee members the most. She was like a butterfly in his dreams, free and unrestrained.

The things in his dreams sometimes hurt, and he couldn’t help but hate the flowers and butterflies, cursing her in secret, “Flower Picking Thief.”

Flower Butterfly always liked to wear a pair of white sneakers, a light blue pair of jeans, and a white sweatshirt. She hummed a song he didn’t understand in the middle of class.

Hua Die sat in front of Xiao Xiaoxiao. When she heard that she had asked the class teacher to arrange her here, she would occasionally turn around and look at Xiao Xiaoxiao, smiling at him. Xiao Xiaoxiao didn’t bother to respond.

Xiao Xiaoxiao didn’t know what she was up to. Perhaps it was because of some mental problem. Everyone knew that sitting in the first row was the most effective and ideal location. Everyone was willing to sit in the front and not the back, but she was the exact opposite. Her actions attracted the attention of all the male students in the class. In the end, under the tough attitude of the class teacher, everyone was finally able to rank down.