Qin Xiangnuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling an indescribable joy in her heart. She had always hoped to be in the same class as her older brother; it would be convenient for them to look out for each other, and she could even help him with his studies—taking notes would be easier if they were in the same class.
"Brother, let's go register."
Qin Xiangnuan grabbed Qin Xiangyang and they went off to find their class teacher. The first year was on the third floor, the second year on the second, and the third year on the ground floor.
Their middle school was actually quite good; it was only built a few years ago with relatively new desks and chairs. However, the classrooms were still spartan by comparison with those of future students, lacking fans and heating—a single room crammed full of desks and chairs.
Qin Xiangyang found his name on the list. Their classroom was conveniently located near the staircase, making it easy to get to and from.
"Qin Xiangnuan, Qin Xiangyang?"
