The children looked on with eager eyes. They all wanted to come over and take a look, but they remembered the teacher's words to abide by the rules.
Therefore, even though they were impatient, they still obediently stayed in their seats and watched.
Qiao Ni and Qiuwei distributed the stationery to everyone.
Soon, the children's desks were piled up with things.
There were clothes from Qiuyi, colored pens and coloring books from Xingle, and stationery from Qiao Ni on the top.
The children touched the gifts happily. The new things had a unique smell.
Just like how a new book would smell like ink, a pencil would smell like wood and oil.
The clothes also had an indescribable smell that of dye.
It wasn't even a fragrance. It was a unique smell of something new, and the children liked it very much.
When Jiang Xun was young, she only had the chance to smell the smell of new textbooks when new books were distributed.
