Chapter 7: Did you read my love letter?

The next day, Yu Fan was, not surprisingly, up late again.

He broke into a slow walk toward the school gates, mentally calculating how he would talk to the old campus police to avoid the pointless process of going over the wall-

"It's only the first few days of school, huh?" Fat Tiger's voice carried all the way to the nearby kiosk, "Just started school and you're late for me! Are you planning on skipping school?"

There was a line of boys standing at the school entrance, all familiar faces at a glance.

A bunch of people hunchback low head, hanging, standing posture of each, the expression is not very cool, probably did not expect the second day of school fat tiger personally come to the school gate to catch late.

The group looked mixed, making the person standing on the far right stand out immediately.

Hu Pang scolded tired, back hands walked to the person in front of the tone of a moment to ease seven points: "Jingshen ah, this time what happened ah? What's going on this time?

Seeing that straight silhouette, Yu Fan remembered that obscure letter again, and immediately made a decision, and with a taut face was about to turn his head to the back door.

Chen Jingshen, however, seemed to feel something, and his eyes lifted, looking straight toward him.

As their eyes collided, Yu Fan felt bad and subconsciously accelerated his pace--

"Yu Fan." Chen Jingshen called out.

A few others who had been making eyes trying to get their brother to run away:"?"

Hu Pang turned nimbly, "?"

Yu Fan: "......"

You fucking did that on purpose, didn't you?

Half a minute later, Yu Fan joined in with an unlucky look on his face, he didn't even look at Chen Jingshen, and stood straight to the far left of the queue.

"Line up from low to high, how many times do I have to say it?" Hu Pang pointed next to Chen Jingshen, "You stand there."

Yu Fan: "......"

When the hell is your fucking OCD going to change?

Yu Fan moved over with extreme reluctance.

"You were just trying to run, weren't you?" Only when he was in position did Hu Pang continue, "You were late yesterday, you're late again today, and you lied to your teacher! Speak for yourself, are you any kind of student!"

Yu Fan asked, "What did I lie to you about?"

"I asked your teacher, Ms. Zhuang, and she said your parents just work outside the home, what did you tell me yesterday?"

"......"

"To even say that kind of unconscionable words, I think you're really hopeless." Hu Pang said, "Only your teacher Mr. Zhuang is willing to take care of you, I'm tired of talking to students like you!"

Yu Fan just wanted to say something, next to a few people immediately madly winking implied - do not say brother, say more will have to stand all morning.

Yu Fan mentally tsked, averted his eyes, and shut up.

Hu Pang was a bit out of breath after talking for so long in a row. He unscrewed the thermos and took a sip, glancing at the time on his wristwatch in the process.

"Stand up straight! Don't hang back, show some teenage spunk!"

Hu Pang finished speaking and turned his head to the person next to him, "Jingshen, go back to the classroom first or you won't be able to make it to first period. Pay attention to the time next time, don't be late again, ah."

"Hey, Director Hu, I have a problem with you saying that. Everyone is late, why should he be able to walk and we have to stand?" The boy with the tinfoil iron in the center opened his mouth, "That's not fair."

The boy is called Zuo Kuan, next door to the eighth class. In the eyes of Hu Pang is more than Yu Fan headache existence.

Yu Fan, although he also hangs out, generally does not take the initiative to cause trouble, ignoring the small things such as skipping class and sleeping, it's quite a relief.

But Zuo Kuan is not, he often led to fight with the senior or the next school, making a big fuss. His family has some connections, and he is said to be a distant relative of the principal, so he is always penalized and punished for his actions.

Zuo Kuan said, and subconsciously went to someone in the same camp, "Right, Yu Fan?"

Yu Fan blurted out, "I don't have a problem with that."

If possible, he would like Chen Jingshen to run.

Zuo Kuan: "......"

Hu Pang was just about to have a fit when he heard Chen Jingshen say in a faint voice, "No, Director, I'm willing to be punished."

"Look, you guys look at the others." Hu Pang looked satisfied as he walked up to Zuo Kuan, "Fair? Your grades in several subjects combined are not as high as someone else's in one subject, and you're still qualified to talk to me about fairness ......"

Hu Pang shifted the goalposts and scolded Zuo Kuan for half a day, while Yu Fan listened to him in a sleepy manner.

Hu Pang isn't looking this way, he simply leans back and leans against the wall yawning lazily.

An obnoxious odor leaned his way unexpectedly--

"Did you read my love letter?" Chen Jingshen's voice would be muffled as he lowered his voice to speak.

"......"

How dare you mention it?

Or in front of the school gates, in front of the head teacher?

Yu Fan didn't even lift his head, his tone was harsh: "Tear it up."

"Well," Chen Jingshen reached into his pocket, "I rewrote one last night."

"?"

Yu Fan stood up straight abruptly, catching his wrist with a quick eye and holding him down before he could pull something out.

Yu Fan's hand is a little cold, Chen Jingshen glanced at him and stopped moving.

"You don't understand human language?" Yu Fan grinds her teeth, "Told you I don't like guys ......"

"Yu Fan! What's going on?"

Hearing the commotion, Hu Pang hurried over, shocked, "What are you doing grabbing someone's hand? Let go!"

Yu Fan wouldn't dare to let go. If he does, and Chen Jingshen pulls out a pink envelope, who will be responsible?

"I," Yu Fan deadpanned, holding it in, "I have cold hands."

Hu Pang looked puzzled: "If your hands are cold, go put them in your pocket and don't disturb the other students."

"......"

Yu Fan still didn't move, he clutched Chen Jingshen's wrist, and his whole body was a bit stiff.

He was just thinking about what to say, when the person in his hand suddenly used force, and Yu Fan actually failed to restrain him. When Chen Jingshen drew out his hand, Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat...

Luckily, nothing was pulled out.

Yu Fan let go of his hand, his heart tired as if he had just finished a fight with someone.

Hu Pang saw some clues and frowned, "What were you guys talking about? What man? What book?"

What kind of demonic hearing is this?

Yu Fan opens his mouth, "He recommends me counseling books for men."

Chen Jingshen Dropped his eyelids and didn't say anything.

"Nonsense, what kind of tutorial is sexist? Besides, you still read tutoring books?" Hu Pang looked at him suspiciously, "What tutoring book did he recommend you, tell me."

Yu Fan : "Middle School Math Knowledge Points Summary, How a Rookie Learns Math, Stupid Bird ...... Fly First 2017."

A few people next to me, "??"

Hu Pang I didn't realize it was really about tutorials.

He froze for a long time and nodded his head in agreement, "These books ...... do kinda suit you, not bad."

Yu Fan was on the verge of uttering a dirty word, but held back at the end.

With Chen Jingshen around, Hu Pang didn't penalize them for standing for too long and let them go with a wave of his hand as soon as the bell rang for the first period.

A group of problematic students walked together in a large formation. Boys of this age are still stuck in the childish stage of being punished collectively with twice the face, and deliberately raise their voices as they walk up the stairs, causing the students in the classroom to look out frequently.

Yu Fan walked at the front, too noisy, and accelerated his pace.

Zuo Kuan followed closely, "Yu Fan, why is that study boy in your class walking so fast? In a hurry to get to class?"

Yu Fan ignored him.

Zuo Kuan glanced at his face, "Damn, I still want to teach him a lesson, causing me to be scolded by Fat Tiger for half a day. Hey, do you also hate him, or we ......"

The man in front of him suddenly stopped, and Zuo Kuan subconsciously followed suit.

He was about to say something when Yu Fan twisted his head and swept him a cold glance.

Yu Fan was already tall, and also stood two steps taller than him, and the light of his downcast eyes carried a hidden viciousness and threat, which disappeared again only for an instant.

Zuo Kuan looked like he was nailed to the spot all of a sudden.

"I told you so." Yu Fan spoke lazily in the middle of the day.

Zuo Kuan : "What ......"

"Don't touch anyone in my class."

A statement that felt like a help to his memory and a warning.

Yu Fan turned around and walked away. It wasn't until his back was out of sight that Zuo Kuan looked back and whispered, "Shit."

......

Yu Fan made his way up to the fourth floor, and gave a slight, unnoticeable start when he saw the figure standing at the top of the stairs.

Chen Jingshen stood there with a very familiar piece of letter paper cupped in his hand.

It's over, isn't it?

Sure enough, Yu Fan had just walked up the stairs when he heard that cold, "Yu Fan."

Yu Fan couldn't stand it anymore and turned to grab his collar, "Did you think I wouldn't beat you up ......"

Chen Jingshen Let him grab it, spreading the letter paper in his hand with one hand and bringing it to his eyes.

Yu Fan said, "I can't defend myself.

"Learning Physics with Lightness," "Essential Questions for Middle School," and "An English Dictionary Any Elementary School Student Can Memorize" ......"

Chen Jingshen didn't change his face, "These are the tutorials I re-picked out yesterday."

"......"

"It's all good for people like you," Chen Jingshen paused, as if looking for the right words, "to do with zero foundation."

"......"

"I hope I can be of help to you."

"......"

-

All day long, Yu Fan didn't even look in the front row of his seat.

Someone who grew so tall that he could see the back of that beaten head when he looked up.

"Aren't you tired of playing this crap game?" Wang Luan propped one hand on the back of his chair, "I've been playing all day."

Yu Fan : "Stay out of other people's lives."

The bell rang for the last class, and Zhuang Fangqin came in right on time, following in the footsteps of the physics teacher's departure.

Wang Luan immediately bumped into him, "Stop playing, the visiting qin is coming!"

"Don't touch," Yu Fan said, "when it counts."

"......"

It's a good thing Zhuang Fangqin didn't pay attention to this end either.

She went straight to her computer as soon as she entered the classroom and opened the file on her flash drive, "Change your seats before school."

A new seating chart appears on the projection screen.

"Shit, the seats have been changed Yu Fan, our destiny has ended too quickly." Wang Luan narrowed his eyes and looked for his name, "Damn, why am I sitting with the Disciplinary Committee! Did she do it on purpose, Visiting Qin!"

"Let's see who you're sitting with - holy shit!"

"Holy shit! Yu Fan! Look at your new tablemate!"

Yu Fan pauses the game and looks up impatiently, "Are you bored ......"

His words came to an abrupt end when he saw the third group in the fourth row stand up.

The whole class was still sticking their heads out looking for their new seats, and only one person got up, clutching his book, and headed for the back of the classroom.

Wang Luan's desktop was so messy that only one corner was clean. Chen Jingshen placed his books in that corner and gave Wang Luan a wordless look.

Wang Luan 福至心灵："Schoolmaster you wait a moment, I will immediately pack ......"

Yu Fan reached out and pressed Wang Luan's crumpled textbook.

"What do you mean?" He wrinkled his eyebrows at Chen Jingshen.

Chen Jingshen : "Isn't that what you said."

Wang Luan was sandwiched in the middle, looking left and right in a daze.

Yu Fan: "What did I say?"

"You say," Chen Jingshen says, "like to watch, sit closer."