Loris’ words caused Klara to faintly stare, and she couldn’t help but turn her head once again to look at the pretty girl who had just stepped off the podium.
Klara was sure she had never seen her before, but for no reason, this girl’s eyebrows always gave her a very familiar feeling, why on earth would she have this feeling?
Klara recalled the disgusted look Mullah had just given her when she looked at herself… did it mean she had seen herself?
She gave Mullah a somewhat curious look, turned her head to Loris, and asked softly.
“Why do you think she looks familiar? Have you seen her before?”
“How could I have seen her? But just subconsciously felt that she looked familiar.”
Loris was also frowning, a confused look, suddenly she looked like she thought of something, her eyes lit up, slapped the table and said loudly.
“Ah, I know why I think she looks familiar! Klara, she looks a lot like you!”
Loris’ comment caused Klara to freeze for a moment, then she couldn’t help but let out a giggle.
“You said she looks like me? Loris you’re not kidding, are you?”
Klara raised her hand and touched her ugly painted face, as if she had heard a big joke, she looked at Loris with a smile and said seriously.
“Look carefully, where do we look alike?”
“Oops, I’m not talking about the way you look now after you’re done dressing up.”
Loris pulled Klara’s arm with some anxiety and lowered her voice.
“I mean she looks a lot like you without makeup.”
Klara was a bit confused as she once again scrutinized Mullah’s looks.
After Loris mentioned it, Klara finally realized where she got the feeling that Mullah was somehow familiar, and when she looked closely, Mullah and herself without makeup really looked alike.
Especially between their eyebrows, the similarity is very high, just because they dress in different styles, and can even be said to be completely two opposite directions, so just now Klara did not react, where exactly is familiar.
Loris, somewhat excited about her discovery, tugged on Klara’s arm and shook it several times.
“Really, the more you two look alike, I’d like to think you might be related?”
Klara couldn’t help but feel a little surprised, but she soon couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh and reached out to knock Loris on the head.
“I’ve never even met her, let alone known her … What can we have to do with each other.”
Klara actually said this to herself, after all, even she herself felt a little strange.
Mullah surprisingly looks so similar to himself, can it really be explained by coincidence?
Martin was full of pride as he introduced Mullah to everyone and then ran to Mullah’s side before leaving with a fawning smile on his face with unparalleled enthusiasm.
“Miss Wei, then you can go ahead and take the class, if there is any problem, you call me and I promise to be at your beck and call.”
Despite Martin’s enthusiasm, Mullah had nothing to say about it, just a casual nod.
Martin, as if he had already been given some kind of gift, could not help but doggedly say a lot of good things until he saw the impatience on Mullah’s face, and then left the classroom.
After Martin left, the teacher of the class had come in to teach the class.
But because of Mullah’s parachuting into the school, where could everyone be quiet enough to study in class, everyone was distracted and kept peeking at her.
But Mullah seems to be used to it, and no amount of chatter and stares will move her.
She always sat coldly in the last row of the classroom, with no desire to pick up anyone.
The class went by quickly with all the chatter. After class ended, Mullah was ready to leave, too, when a few girls suddenly came up to her.
The leader is none other than Kade, who at this time has the same sullen smile on her face as Martin does.
With a self-effacing look, she enthusiastically sat down next to Mullah and then handed over the notes in her hand.
“Mullah, the notes for this class this semester are here, you should not be able to keep up with the course if you suddenly switch to it in the middle of the semester, so I’ll lend you my notes… you can use them as a reference.”
Mullah was obviously choked by the strong smell of Kade’s inferior perfume, and she took a step back without moving.
The face is a relentless refusal.
“No, I’ve already taken all these courses abroad.”
It makes sense for Kade to come over and strike up a conversation with Mullah, after all, it’s about to become instinctive for someone as vain as she is to try to impress the higher-ups.
After all, the man behind Mullah is a legendary figure who is the benchmark for the entire medical community. If she can get on good terms with Mullah, she probably won’t even need to go fishing for a golden boy herself.
I didn’t expect Mullah to reject her decisively, and even if she was thick-skinned, she couldn’t help but be a little embarrassed at this time.
The surrounding students also did not expect Kade to dare to go straight up to curry favor, and could not help but laugh out loud.
“To actually show my goddess her notes? What is her own usual grade, doesn’t she know it herself?”
“People Mullah in foreign degrees have gotten a PhD, and come to our school is not to study properly, and give people notes!”
“Kade does like to pat himself on the back, but it’s just a shame that he doesn’t do it well every time.”
Kade heard the unsuppressed chatter, and his face was ugly as hell.
Mullah naturally didn’t bother to pay much attention to her and was about to leave when her gaze inadvertently swept over to Klara and Loris who were organizing their things at the door, and her gaze stopped for a moment.
Mullah stopped himself, turned his head to look at Kade, who was still embarrassed, and suddenly spoke coldly and clearly.
“What’s your name?”
Kade was humiliated by the dry rejection, but Mullah turned around and asked for himself, and the whole thing came to life.
“My name is Kade, and we’re all in the same class!”
“Kade… I’d like to ask you about a person in your class.”
Hearing this, Kade’s eyes lit up.
“Who do you want to ask? I know all the people in the class!”
Mullah slightly hooked his lips, and without thinking, he lowered his voice, so small that only she and Kade could hear it.
“I’d like to ask Klara from your class.”
Kade froze in place for a moment, why would Wei Qing want to inquire about Klara?
Kade was still in the same place amazed, but a girl’s excited scream came from the door.
With a commotion of the crowd spread out a long way.
“Mr. Stanley! It’s Mr. Stanley who’s here!”