Chapter 21: Want to sit with my crush all the time.

The field day lasted for two days and was followed by a weekend.

That relaxed vibe in the class was all but gone by the time I got to school on Monday.

Yu Fan was arrested just as he entered the classroom.

The class won third place in the grade in the sports meet, and received many awards for various projects. Zhuang Fangqin came over early in the morning to put them on the wall at the back of the classroom.

Zhuang Fangqin lifted his head and commanded, "Left a little ...... too left, crooked crooked ...... you in the end have no sense of balance, look at others Chen Jingshen sticking more positive. "

Yu Fan stood on the chair, squeezing the two corners of the certificate, feeling like an idiot: "Then why don't you just let him post it all?"

"It's an award that everyone gets for themselves, so of course they have to put it on themselves." Zhuang Fangqin said, "You'll probably only get this one award in your three years of high school, so stick it on properly and don't break it!"

"......"

After Yu Fan had finished sticking the second place award for long jump, Zhuang Fangqin slipped him a first place award for relay and asked him to stick it on the way.

Yu Fan adjusted it dozens of times to her liking, and finally it was pasted to Zhuang Fangqin's satisfaction.

He was just about to go down when he suddenly glanced at Chen Jingshen's 3,000-meter award next to the relay.

Yu Fan tossed and turned and couldn't help but find something to say, "What right does the second place have to be posted at the top with the first place."

Zhuang Fangqin : "People who are on a report card with you haven't disliked you either."

"......"

"All right, hurry down."

When Yu Fan returned to his seat, Chen Jingshen was lecturing a boy.

Yu Fan didn't recognize this boy, but remembered that he had transferred with Chen Jingshen, and they hadn't spoken so far.

Yu Fan walked over to him, and before he had a chance to speak, Chen Jingshen had already gotten up to make room for him.

Wu Cai, who came to ask for advice, looked up secretly and watched the school bully skillfully throw his cell phone into his desk, skillfully lay his uniform on the desk, and skillfully lie down to sleep.

He was in the top class in middle and high school, and to be honest, he rarely saw such students. They always slept in class, talked back to the teacher, and sometimes he'd run into them smoking in the restroom.

He's a little scared of Yu Fan, but he also feels new.

"Got it." Chen Jingshen raised his eyes, saw the other party's line of sight, and spoke in a faint voice.

"Ah." Wu Cai immediately snapped back to his senses, "Got it, got it, thank you schoolteacher!"

"Actually, I don't quite know one more question, but it's early morning study soon ......" Wu Cai smiled a little, looked up and said sincerely, "It would be nice if we were still at the same table."

Chen Jingshen capped his pen and glared at him with an expressionless face.

For a moment, Wu Cai thought his face said, "Are you done? Finish it and go."

So he had the good sense to hug the question bank and get up, "Thank you schoolteacher, I'm going back to my seat."

In math class, Zhuang Fangqin stood on the podium and announced the next cycle of the midterm.

The class wailed.

"So soon--"

"What's with the test again ......"

"What? Didn't we just start school yesterday? And it's midterm exams?" Wang Luan's voice was the loudest.

She crushes the chalk in half with one hand and throws one half at Wang Luan and the other half at the slumped head in the back row.

When Yu Fan sits up with her face full of frustration and her eyes closed, she continues.

"What are you yelling about? This is just the beginning of the end, when you're in your senior year, you'll be taking the test at least twice a month." Zhuang Fangqin pointed to the wall, "But don't be discouraged. Think about it, you all managed to go from the bottom to the third in your grade in the games, can't you do it in the midterm exams?"

The class was silent for a moment.

Wang Luan : "Qin, it's not me who says that Yu Fan can take the first and second place in the Games, what can you expect from him in the exams."

Zhuang Fangqin : "......"

Yu Fan closed his eyes and didn't say anything, not intending to retort.

Zhang Xianjing propped up his chin, "Teacher, the average score of our class in the last grade level exam wasn't the bottom one."

"How much is that?" Wu Cai couldn't help but ask.

"Third from the bottom."

Wu Cai eyes a black.

"Okay, that's it in a nutshell. I'll tell you in advance, after the exam is the parent-teacher conference, you weigh it yourself." Zhuang Fangqin said, "There is also, about the seat ......"

"Many students have opinions about the current seating, and even some parents have come to talk to me about it. So after this midterm I will refer to the fluctuation in grades and make a small adjustment to the seats."

"Finally, certain students - Yu Fan, open your eyes to me ...... Certain students, if they still give up on themselves and won't even write multiple choice questions, then I'll have to carry him alone to sit next to the podium. "

Roll call, but not quite.

After class, Wang Luan rushed over immediately.

"Damn, I'm sure," he lowered his voice and swept a hateful glance at the Disciplinarian, "there's going to be a share of my desk in the group of people who went to ask for a change of places with the Visiting Qin!"

Zhang Xianjing : "No one else is to blame, who made you sleep in class every day."

"What's wrong with that? I'm not bothering him. Besides, Yu Fan sleeps in class every day... does the school bully ever have a problem with that?" Wang Luan raised his chin, "Right, Bully?"

Didn't get an answer.

Wang Luan turns around and sees Chen Jingshen doing a puzzle with his eyes downcast.

His knuckles gripped his pen, the corners of his mouth taut with coldness, and his sharp brows made him always look cold when he was silent.

"It's the same thing, Yu Fan doesn't snore in his sleep." Zhang Xianjing ruffled his hair, "Besides, do you want to sit with the Disciplinary Committee?"

"I want shit, my name comes up in his discipline book more fucking often than Yu Fan, I can't wait to get away from him - but he can't take the initiative to go talk to the teacher about switching places, it makes me lose face."

Zhang Xianjing sent him a blank stare.

She remembered something and suddenly touched her tablemate, "Ke Ting, just now the teacher said that a student's parent asked for a change of seat, it wouldn't be your mom, would it? Your mom she didn't like me sitting with you last semester, whoops."

Ke Ting froze for a moment, quickly regained his wooden look, and replied in a whisper, "No, I told my mom we weren't sitting together this semester."

"That's good."

Wang Luan: "......"

What's good about it?

Satisfied, Zhang Xianjing looked to another person who hadn't said anything: "Yu Fan, what are your plans?"

Yu Fan leaned back in his chair and raised his eyes at that, "What?"

"Didn't you hear what the visiting piano said? You don't do well on this test again, you'll move the podium and sit on it."

Knock. Yu Fan heard his deskmate gently put his pen on the table.

Yu Fan was going to say that it was a bluff, but Zhuang Fangqin said several times to put him on the podium, and after two years he is still sitting in the pile of his classmates.

Zhuang Fangqin doesn't like to do anything that specializes one of his classmates.

But the words came out of his mouth and he swallowed them back.

Yu Fan lifts his head and glances over to the podium.

Wang Luan: "What are you looking at?"

Yu Fan : "See which side of the podium has the best view."

"......"

The person next to him abruptly got up, the table and chair made a sound, and Yu Fan subconsciously looked up.

He only had time to see Chen Jingshen with a cold side face. Chen Jingshen put down his pen and got up, leaving the classroom without a word.

It's amazing to say the least.

Obviously, Chen Jingshen's expression just now was no different from the usual, but Yu Fan had a subtle feeling that Chen Jingshen was in a bad mood.

"But it's too inconvenient to sit in the front and play with your cell phone or something, right ...... Yu Fan?" Wang Luan called to him, "What are you looking at?"

Yu Fan withdrew his head, "Nope."

Chen Jingshen didn't come back until the bell rang.

He came back with a colder expression and even pulled out his physics textbook in front of the language teacher.

Yu Fan, who had just blatantly stated that she didn't want to share a table with him, raised an eyebrow.

Who are you putting on a face for.

The language teacher was on stage explaining the language. She had a gentle voice and a very slow tone, which was very sleep-aiding.

Yu Fan's nerves, which had just been twisted by Zhuang Fangqin for half a lesson, quickly relaxed.

He shifted back in his chair and plopped down again, and within a few minutes, sleepiness swept back in.

......

He was about to fall asleep when there was a sudden bump on the side of his shoulder.

Yu Fan, a light sleeper, raised his head from the crook of his arm almost by reflex. The hair on his forehead was tousled upwards, and he frowned and squinted in the direction of the collision-

Chen Jingshen sits upright with his arms curled up, slightly over the line between the two desks.

He looked as if he hadn't noticed Yu Fan's gaze, and was looking down to take notes.

Unintentionally?

The man has long arms and legs, and it's not impossible to run into him occasionally.

Yu Fan endured it and rubbed his eyes to lie down again.

Two minutes later, the sound of a water bottle hitting the ground yanked Yu Fan back from outer space.

He looked up, showing one eye, to see his deskmate bending down to pick up the water bottle and put it back on the table.

"......"

Another moment passed.

Yu Fan looked up from the muffled sound and stared at Chen Jingshen through clenched teeth.

Chen Jingshen flipped open the book on his desk, which was thicker than a brick, and scratched a key point on it without raising his eyes.

Yu Fan Sleepy was driven to Spain.

I didn't fucking punch you, purely to save face for the language teacher.

Yu Fan rubbed his face and sat up with a grim face, picking up his cell phone and opening Gluttony, treating the enemy snakes as if they were Chen Jingshen biting them.

He had just eaten a very long Chen Jingshen when Yu Guang glimpsed the person next to him picking up the brick and seemingly trying to stuff it back into the drawer. On the way, the brick "accidentally" touched Yu Fan's upright language textbook, which he had just taken out as a cover.

The textbook fell in response, hitting his cell phone with such precision that Yu Fan couldn't hold it steady, and it fell to the ground with a snap.

Yu Fan: "......"

There was a lot of commotion, and the whole class turned around to look back.

The language teacher who was writing on the board turned around extremely slowly, her willow eyebrows lightly wrinkled, looking angry and aggravated.

"I don't think that my good temper is a reason for you guys to get worse." She said, "The penultimate row of the last group, Yu, Chen, please pick up your textbooks and go stand in front of the blackboard."

Yu Fan: "......"

Wang Luan was about to make fun of his good buddy who passed by, but when he looked up and saw the other's coffin face, he shut his mouth quickly.

Watching the two of them stand, the language teacher was satisfied before turning back to writing on the board.

Yu Fan pinched his textbook, closed his eyes, and just mentally said to himself that murder is illegal-

"The page number is wrong." Drifting in from the side, "The teacher is talking about page 47."

"Chen Jingshen," Yu Fan ground his teeth, "You'll come with me to the restroom after class."

Chen Jingshen : "You turn to page 47, and I'll follow you to the restroom."

"......"

Chen Jingshen said, "Math is a little hard without a foundation. Language is teaching a new text, you might be able to understand it."

Yu Fan inexplicably wrinkled his eyebrows, "Chen Jingshen, what exactly do you want?"

Chen Jingshen said, "I want to sit with my crush all the time."

"............"

There was no sound from the side.

Chen Jingshen inclined his head to look at him, meeting Yu Fan's murderous gaze and reddened ears.

"What's wrong." Chen Jingshen said, "I didn't say like this time."

".................."

Yu Fan stared at the text in front of her and squeezed her language textbook with a zing.

Shit.

Couldn't stand it for a day.

Can the midterm be tomorrow.