TMISIU- Chapter 3

Shen Xiao Hai didn’t expect Lan Zhan to simply refuse it, and for a while, he was very embarrassed.

Turning his head, Wei Ying, who was rejected on the spot, lowered his eyes, looking like he was shocked and in despair.

He couldn’t bear to see the good boy was wronged, his heart was swayed so he sullenly said to Lan Zhan.

“What’s wrong? The classroom is so big!”

In fact, there was a vacant seat in the classroom, it belonged to a student who asked for sick leave.

The good boy Wei Ying cursed, damn it.

If this was in Yanping High School, he would have already shaken his head and left. Who cared about the opinion. If he couldn’t sit there, he would just fuck off.

But the other party was Lan Zhan, so it was different.

He lowered his head slightly, but he raised his eyes and looked at Lan Zhan.

Pursing his lips, his eyelashes trembling inadvertently.

This was what he was best at.

His expressions when begging for mercy and forgiveness to the teacher after a catastrophe.

He occasionally used it when making stories for those photographers so he would get more rewards.

On the side, Shen Xiao Hai began to persuade him softly again.

“Try it for a week first. Anyway, we will have to change seats later. If you can’t get along, we will change, okay?”

He winked at Lan Zhan as he said that.

Lan Zhan twisted his eyebrows and quickly moved his gaze away from Shen Xiao Hai’s very spicy eyes.

He glanced at Wei Ying next to him. After a while, he turned around and walked towards the last row.

Shen Xiao Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that this was tacit approval and hurriedly pushed Wei Ying, while whispering, “Hurry up and get ready for class, ba.”

Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan’s back. With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he walked to the empty seat next to Lan Zhan under the various looks of his classmates.

Lan Zhan had taken out the wireless earphones and plugged them into his ears. He dug out a book from the drawer and studied.

It looked like a math problem.

From the start to the end, he didn’t give attention to anything else around him.

The mineral water was randomly standing on the desk.

At one corner, the cold water vapor condensed into beads and rolled onto the tabletop.

Wei Ying stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer and sat down.

As soon as Shen Xiao Hai walked out of the classroom, the classroom began to become clamorous again.

The previous English reading seemed to be a scene.

Many people quietly looked at the last row, either just looking or discussing about it.

A boy in front of Wei Ying slid around like a spinning top and smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

“Classmate Wei, my name is Nei Huaisang. I am a sports committee member of the Class 1. You can call me Da Sang ge.”

The girl sitting by his side smiled and cursed shamelessly, but Nei Huaisang didn’t feel embarrass at all.

He continued to look at the new classmate with a friendly smile, his eyes full of curiosity.

Wei Ying was taken aback, bending his eyes and said, “I know you.”

Now Nei Huaisang was stunned. He found that this new classmate looked better when he smiled.

Scratching his hair a little embarrassedly, he said: “Am I so famous in your Yanping High School? Then how come no one writes to me?”

He glanced at Lan Zhan on the side and whispered, “Lan Xuesheng has received a lot of letters from girls from your school.”

Because of the remote live broadcast of the classroom, a few good-looking and good grades in Gusu High School were also famous in Yanping High School.

Many Yanping girls quietly wrote to their favorite boys to confess, and the main target was Lan Zhan.

Wei Ying’s complexion was unnatural for a moment.

Because he was one of the “girls” who wrote to Lan Zhan, and he wrote a lot of letters.

However, he was not confessing, but reporting everything about him to his distant friends whom he unilaterally “made friend with”, as if Lan Zhan was a distant, intimate mailbox.

In order to conceal the handwriting of a boy at first sight, he bought pink letter papers and silver gel pen, drawing strokes like flowers, and said in a little girl’s tone that he admired him when he was reading English in English class.

Told him how many people have improved, how he wanted to work hard to enter a university with him and how he wanted to know whether he was going to TG University or PM University…

At the end, the word “Peach” was signed, and a small peach blossom was also painted.

However, the girls in Yanping High School, including him, had never received a reply.

Gradually everyone stopped writing.

Only Wei Ying persisted.

After the mid-term exam, he learned that at the end of the semester, the number one in the county’s exam could go to Gusu No. 1 Middle School for a year so he started to prepare for the exam and no longer wrote letters.

Wei Ying glanced at Lan Zhan. He was still reading, maybe because he was wearing headphones, it looked like he didn’t hear their conversation at all.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Nei Huaisang with a smile.

“I know who you are because you often answer questions on the blackboard.”

The students who had been secretly opening their ears to listen to the last row suddenly laughed.

Everyone knew that Nei Huaisang was often punished on the podium to answer questions for speaking in the class.

Sometimes the teacher would yell Nei Huaisang halfway through the class, so the entire Yanping’s Class 1 was familiar with this name.

Nei Huaisang laughed, not a little bit embarrassed.

Maybe it was the warm atmosphere, or maybe it was that the new classmate had a good personality, but a few “lively and enthusiastic” students couldn’t help but get close to Wei Ying and rushed to ask him if he knew them.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ying could recognize most of them.

Class leader Xiao Xingchen, Chinese class representative Yang Neng, English class representative Luo Qingyang, and Literature and Art committee Chen Zhouxuan…

“Only now I have the real sense of Yanping High School with us in class. I would have paid attention to my image if I knew it.”

After sighing, Nei Huaisang took out a mobile phone from his pocket, quickly unlocked the screen, and changed his name affectionately.

“Classmate Ying dídi, let’s add WeChat and QQ. As the leader of our class and boys’ group, I sincerely invite you to join us as a distinguished member of the group.”

Other students on the side also took out their mobile phones.

Wei Ying got goose bumps from the “Ying dídi” and shook his head and said, “Sorry, I don’t have a mobile phone.”

The people nearby were silent for a few seconds, and Nei Huaisang was silent too.

He never thought that there would be people without mobile phones in this era, but he immediately thought that Wei Ying was from the countryside, so he felt that he had said something wrong.

He carefully glanced at Wei Ying’s expression, only to find that he was very calm, not a little bit embarrassed, and he was still turning his pen skillfully in his hand, as if he was just saying that he hadn’t had breakfast.

Nei Huaisang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, “It’s okay, I will tell you if there’s any news!”

Wei Ying took the pen, smiled and said thank you.

Nei Huaisang wanted to say something.

However, looking at Lan Zhan, who was obviously displeased with frowned eyebrows, he closed his mouth again.

But then Lan Zhan’s phone on the table suddenly began to vibrate.

He glanced at the screen of the phone, frowned slightly before he picked up the phone and got up and walked out from the back door, as if he didn’t want to stay here for a moment.

Nei Huaisang was pardoned.

Lying on Wei Ying’s table, he covered his mouth and whispered: “Ying dídi, don’t mind the matter of Lan Xuesheng not letting you sit next to him. It’s because his best friend finally got into the top 50 at the end of last semester and finally he’s able to transfer to our class. He has been talking about studying and sitting next to Xuesheng for a year.”

Shen Xiao Hai told Wei Ying that Gusu High School had tests every two months.

Classes were rearranged according to the mid-term and final rankings, but most of the students in Class 1 were relatively stable, and only a few students were changed this time.

Xiao Xingchen, the class leader who patroled back and forth in charge of discipline but also talked in a small voice, pushed the black round-frame glasses and whispered.

“Yeah, Yogurt has the best relationship with Classmate Lan. It took him a long time to get in from Class 2, but he doesn’t come to class today because he’s sick.”

This Yogurt sounded like a person’s nickname, and he knew Lan Zhan well.

Hey, it turned out to be that the broken up the brothers were finally reunited.

No wonder Lan Zhan resisted so much.

Wei Ying said with a guilty expression, “Knowing this is the case, I should tell Teacher Shen I’m not sitting here.”

But he felt bad in his heart.

He tried his best to come here from Yanping High School and it was in exchange for more than three hundred mornings and nights.

How could he easily let go of the opportunity to sit with Lan Zhan?

Seeing this, Nei Huaisang hurriedly comforted him.

“It’s okay, everyone is in the same class. Lan Xuesheng has always been sitting alone, anyway. Even if it us who are transferred next to him, he won’t be happy.”

It means that Lan Zhan was not targeting Wei Ying.

Wei Ying nodded and said nothing, because Lan Zhan came back from the back door with his mobile phone.

Immediately after the class bell rang, the students scurrying in the classroom suddenly rushed back to their seats like beasts.

One after another, they took out Chinese textbooks from the drawer.

The first class was Chinese.

Wei Ying looked to the side and saw that Lan Zhan had also taken out the Chinese textbook, but he didn’t open it.

Just putting it aside for the sake of it, and studied a math competition book instead.

So arrogant.

Wei Ying naturally did not have the capital to be arrogant so quickly took out the Chinese textbook.

His learning progress had been consistent with Class 1. Of course, the learning results had not been consistent.

The Chinese teacher was Li Lujin, a young female teacher in her early thirties, with a petite figure and a kind round face, she looked like she was only in her twenties.

The students called her Sister Jin in private.

Li Lujin walked to the podium with a soft voice: “Did you miss Teacher after a summer vacation?”

The student below hurriedly dragged their voice and said, “Miss..”

“Yes. In three days, everyone’s ability to tell lies has become more and more sophisticated.”

The dimples at the corner of Li Lujin’s mouth had become deeper. She casted her eyes on the last row.

“First of all, I want to welcome the new classmate who come to our class, Wei Ying, welcome.”

Li Lujin said, looking at the only strange face in the classroom with a real smile in her eyes.

Wei Ying quickly got up from his seat and happily greeted ‘hello, teacher’ to Li Lujin.

Li Lujin nodded and asked him to sit down before suddenly dropped a thunderstorm on the ground.

“Everyone should remember that after the final exam in the first year of high school, I sent you a full score essay from Yanping High School. At that time, weren’t many people crying? The title was ‘The Man Who Chased the Moon’. It was written by classmate Wei Ying.”

After each big exam at Gusu High School, the Chinese language committee would pick out some excellent essays and gave them to all the students.

The final exam of Yanping High School used the exam papers from Gusu High School.

Li Lujin also participated in the revision of Yanping High School. She was touched by Wei Ying’s composition, so she copied and distributed it.

Wei Ying felt a fierce and dense looks again, shocked, sympathetic, incredible, compassionate…

Except for Lan Zhan, there was no reaction at all from him.

In front of him, Nei Huaisang turned around to reach out and pat his shoulder, his eyes was full of pain.

Fuck!

Wei Ying was instantly extremely embarrassed, and his toes were about to dig out a piece of the basketball court!

Because that first-person narrative was completely fabricated by him, the protagonist “I” lost his mother at the age of five and his father at the age of ten, and he was poor but still strong, trying to chase his dream…

Wei Ying wanted to shout: “It’s fucking fake!”

As if hearing his inner call, Li Lujin continued.

“But I specifically went to the teacher at Yanping High School to find out, and I knew that this composition was fictitious.”

Wei Ying breathed a sigh of relief. The students also breathed a sigh of relief, withdrawing their confused gazes.

If this was true, they really didn’t know how to face this little cabbage with such a miserable fate in the future.

“A lot of people in this class can only write argumentative essays. Once they write narratives, they have no emotions. They can’t move people at all. The stories are sparse and even contradictory.” Li Lujin slowly said.

Some students below might be thinking of their own essays, or scratching their heads or turning their pens, and feeling uncomfortable.

“Some people write very wonderful argumentative essays, quotes others, and have rigorous logic, but let him write a lyrical narrative and it becomes a piece of wood with no emotions and desires, such as Lan Zhan who reads the math competition book in the last row.”

Many students quietly casted their eyes on the “wood” in the last row, but no one dared to laugh.

Wei Ying also looked to his side.

He saw Lan Zhan’s hand about to turn the page, frowned insignificantly, and then stuffed the competition book into the drawer.

Wei Ying couldn’t help but laughed, but he promised that the voice was smaller than a mosquito.

But Lan Zhan obviously heard it. He turned his face slightly and glanced at him blankly.

Because he was taller, he had long eyelashes drooping when he looked at him, half covering the indifference and cold light in his dark eyes, as cool as the bottle of ice water on the table.

If someone else stared at him so indifferently, Wei Ying would have to stare back, and even curse a few words when he was upset.

But Wei Ying just looked back innocently, his eyes filled with I didn’t laugh at you.

Lan Zhan retracted his gaze and turned over a page of the language text book casually.

Li Lujin obviously didn’t intend to let it go easily, and continued with a smile.

“Classmate Wei Ying’s composition is better than his sincere feelings and simple and delicate language. Lan Zhan, it happens that Wei Ying was sitting next to you. You can learn more from him about how to write lyrical narratives in the future.”

When these words came out, many students were shocked and couldn’t help covering their mouths.

This was Lan Zhan.

His performance had always been the first place in the whole year, getting full points more than the second place.

Mathematics, English and science comprehensive were all close to full marks, and Chinese was also an absolute high score.

After all, most of the essay questions were not limited to a genre and the argumentative essays that were well written would still get good points.

Wei Ying was just an “international student” from a poor county. Even if he was ranking first in Yanping County, they knew the gap between Wei Ying and them at present.

Wei Ying didn’t expect Li Lujin to give him such a big and tall hat as soon as he came, and she still gave it to him in front of Lan Zhan.

They were all young and frivolous.

Of course, he felt a little bit proud. Writing and painting were his innate talents. He never missed his composition every time during Chinese exam.

But when he thought that Lan Zhan’s total score was like a robot, the tail that was about to be wagged dropped again.

Li Lujin was simply pulling hatred on him.

Wei Ying cursed inwardly.

Lan Zhan on the side didn’t say anything, probably didn’t care about Li Lujin’s words at all.

Wei Ying found that he couldn’t laugh anymore, because Li Lujin started to talk about this elective ancient poetry.

It turned out that a group of people were asked to learn most of the poem on their own during the summer vacation.

And he didn’t study at all during the summer vacation.

Wei Ying suddenly had a very strong ominous premonition, as if sitting on pins and needles.

Sure enough, Nei Huaisang intimately told him the great news.

“We finished self-study of several courses of Mathematics and Science through online classes in the summer. English was originally based on Grand-aunt’s interest, and the language lesson is almost finished.”

“…???”

Wei Ying was suffocated for a while, how would he go online lessons without connecting to the Internet?!

Nei Huaisang paused, and cruelly dropped another message: “We are about to start school exams after this weekend and we will take the content of self-study during the summer vacation.”

“…”

Nei Huaisang looked at the pale Wei Ying with pity: “It’s okay, even if you fail the exam, the teachers and the classmates will understand you!”

Wei Ying said numbly: “Is it too late for me to change my head now?”

He glanced at Lan Zhan, who was looking at the phone with his head down, thinking that he had a good head should he change with him?

Nei Huaisang thought that Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan because he wanted to ask Lan Zhan to help him with lessons.

He thought that Wei Ying looked weak, but he was very courageous, so he quickly recommended himself.

“I can help you! As long as you don’t dislike my performance in our class.”

He didn’t want Wei Ying to be rejected by Lan Zhan again, it would be embarrassing.

Wei Ying was really courageous, but he hadn’t dared to go against Lan Zhan yet. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile and said, “It’s okay, I’ll ask you to help.”

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Sure enough, in the next few classes, the teachers’ lessons were as fast as being chased by a dog and at some parts, the teachers simply said, “I won’t talk more after you have learned it during the summer vacation.”

Wei Ying’s head was full of “????”

Moreover, he found that Gusu High School couldn’t be separated with electronic devices.

Many students naturally took out their phones or tablets to take pictures on the blackboard during class, or directly used the tablets to take notes.

Although Wei Ying had developed a very powerful note-taking ability during his one-year live broadcast study, but now he was completely down because he hadn’t kept up with the progress.

Could he understand and remember anything?

What surprised him even more was that Lan Zhan was also taking notes!

He didn’t use a mobile phone or a tablet. He just took a pen to write on a black notebook without rush or unhurriedly.

He didn’t even look up at the blackboard, as if he was doing excerpts as he pleased.

But Wei Ying still used his 5.0 vision to look beside him countless times and roughly saw the contents of the notebook, which was indeed what was taught in class, and they were clearly organized like teaching supplementary materials. The kind that you couldn’t buy it.

He thought that Lan Zhan was the kind of non-human creature that got a perfect score in the sleeping exam in class.

It seemed that geniuses had to work hard, Wei Ying felt a little balanced.

During Chemistry class, Wei Ying still stared at Lan Zhan’s black notebook from the corner of his eyes, just like a starving person staring at the sumptuous meal, only to answer with drops of water.

But as soon as the bell rang at the end of the period, the owner of the notebook neatly closed the pen and the notebook, and then took out the phone to play the game.

It was actually boring.

Wei Ying retracted his gaze unwillingly, struggling for a long time and still didn’t say “Can you lend me a notebook?”

He was a face-saving person, and he also had embarrassment phobia. Lan Zhan probably would say “no” again, he was afraid that it was really that bad.

Fortunately, Nei Huaisang was an enthusiastic citizen and very considerately lent all materials for summer vacation to Wei Ying.

Wei Ying had been through the lessons for the day. There was also a natural refrigerator beside him that radiated air-conditioning for free.

When he left the school building at night, he had the illusion of returning from the underworld to the sun.

Most of the people in a class were day-students.

Wei Ying went back to the dormitory alone, and when he opened the door of the dormitory, he saw a little fat man holding a handful of potato chips and stuffing it into his mouth.

He stood up from his chair and said vaguely to him: “Hello!“

Wei Ying smiled politely. He put a large stack of materials on the table and briefly introduced himself.

Obviously, the little fat man had already inquired clearly about the information of the new roommate so he did not show much curiosity.

He swallowed the potato chips with difficulty, handed the bag of potato chips to Wei Ying and said cheerfully: “My name is Guo Cheng, can count as your new roommate. It’s too lonely with only me and Old Xu!”

Wei Ying glanced at Guo Cheng’s fingers stained with paint.

After a pause, he still took out a slice of potato chips from the bag.

He looked at the drawing board not far away and asked: “Are you an art student?”

On the drawing board was an unfinished gouache painting. It was a painting of melons and fruits commonly practiced by art students.

On the table beside it, there were a few props and fruits that had wilted.

Guo Cheng sighed, picked up the palette and paintbrush and sat down in front of the drawing board.

He began to complain: “Little friend, you don’t know, my grandfather is a painter, he forced me to be an art student and asked me to enter the TH Academy of Fine Arts, but I’m not good at this at all!!”

His dream was to open a fried chicken shop, but he rushed to work and paint here every day.

Wei Ying walked to Guo Cheng and watched him adjust the color for a while.

Feeling that this person was not humble, he couldn’t help but said: “Lemon yellow has increased.”

Guo Cheng was taken aback, and looked suspiciously at Wei Ying: “You can paint? Would you like to adjust this color for me?”

Wei Ying was not polite, took the palette and paintbrush and adjusted the colors very skillfully.

Guo Cheng didn’t dare to take it lightly now.

He gave up his seat respectfully, and put a smile on his face to please: “My roommate, can you help me add the color of this fruit by the way?”

Wei Ying raised his eyebrows and said, “Just one, I have to do homework.”

“Of course, you can excuse later.” Guo Cheng dragged out a box of Coke from under the table, and put a bottle of it on the table for Wei Ying in flattery.

Wei Ying had a headache facing this painting.

Guo Cheng was indeed not suitable for painting. The composition of the painting was problematic. The color of the background was simply a disaster.

No matter how good the color of the fruit was, it was nothing more than a refreshing paint on the old wooden board.

He resisted his disgust and colored the fruit with just the right shades, making the lifeless painting alive in an instant.

Guo Cheng opened his mouth wide.

Just as he was about to brag about it, the bedroom door was suddenly opened and another roommate walked in.

“Old Xu! Look, this is our new roommate, named Wei Ying. He is very good at painting!”

Wei Ying returned the paintbrush to Guo Cheng, got up and looked over.

The man who came in was tall and thin, with dark skin, and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

He glanced at him and said in a cold tone, “My name is Wen Xu.”

Wei Ying smiled with the corner of his mouth, but narrowed his eyes, keenly discovering that this person was hostile to him.

Guo Cheng sighed to Wei Ying and said, “If you had come a year earlier, it would be fine. At that time, Old Xu was still in the first class. You can still be classmates. Unlike me, the art class is as far away. You have to run to death if you want to play together.”

Wen Xu’s expression turned gloomy for an instant, and after saying “I’m going to take a bath first”, he turned around and went to the bathroom.

“Old Xu seems to be in a bad mood, don’t mind him. He usually isn’t like this.” Guo Cheng said to Wei Ying empathetically.

Wei Ying looked at the red-mouthed and white-toothed little fat man in front of him. He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Hey, this dormitory was definitely not a good point.

But Wei Ying didn’t worry at all and simply refused Guo Cheng’s request for him to continue painting.

After taking a shower, he took out the materials and started learning.

He wanted to cover a class of self-study for a month during the summer vacation within a week.

“By the way, Xiao Ying ge, I forgot to tell you that all the dormitories will turn off the lights on time at 11 o’clock.” Guo Cheng said, lying on the bed at 10:59.

As soon as the voice fell, Wei Ying’s eyes became dark, but this seemed to be considered good.

“…”

It’s okay, he brought a flashlight specially.

When he was living in Yanping High School, he lived in a ten-person room.

At night, he took a flashlight and carried a stool to the balcony to study. Although the mosquitoes bit and the cold wind blew, they were nothing.

He took the flashlight and when just moved the stool to go to the balcony, he heard Guo Cheng said.

“The dormitory is super strict and there are dormitory patrols inside and out. If they see light coming through, they will deduct discipline points from the dormitory. If there are too many deductions, you will be fined to clean the corridors and balconies of the dormitory. I did it for a semester last year!”

Wei Ying was speechless for a while and asked, “Then how do you finish your homework?”

Wen Xu, who had never spoken much, said abruptly: “A group of people can do their homework before going to bed.”

The tone was full of arrogance.

Guo Cheng said leisurely: “That’s a class of students. Don’t you also hide in the quilt and use a flashlight to catch up with your homework?”

“When did I?!” Wen Xu suddenly sat up from the bed like a corpse.

“Ah no? I had a nightmare in the middle of the night last semester. I woke up and saw light in your quilt. Was it a dream in a dream?” Guo Cheng said innocently.

Tsk, Wei Ying understood it.

Wen Xu had just left the first class, so he was unhappy when he saw the student from Class 1, while Guo Cheng was purely unhappy with Wen Xu because he was also suffering due to him.

But hiding in the quilt with a flashlight was a good way.

Wei Ying ignored the two fierce roommates, took the torch and the materials, slumped into the quilt and began to study.

Fortunately, the air-conditioning in the dormitory was fine otherwise it would be hot to death before suffocating.

He studied a little bit before going to sleep.

At six o’clock the next day, he could get up on time without an alarm clock. This discipline clock was trained in Yanping within a year.

However, enemy always met on narrow road.

He was about to go to the bathroom but bumped into Wen Xu, while Guo Cheng was still asleep on the bed.

Obviously the master woke up only after the bell rang.

The two were in a stalemate on the balcony, letting no one passed.

“I woke up early today because of holding pee.” Wen Xu stared at Wei Ying and said that, wanting to cover it up.

My ass.

Wei Ying said: “So? Want me to pee for you?”

“…” Wen Xu choked, staring at Wei Ying with embarrassment and annoyance, and turned to enter the bathroom.

After washing up, Wei Ying read the ancient poems on the balcony in the light of the sky outside.

Wen Xu, who climbed onto the bed to pretend to be sleeping, was actually practicing English listening.

When he arrived at the classroom early to study, Wei Ying realized that he was not the first one.

There was a girl sitting alone and silently studying English.

She didn’t have deskmate, her face was as white as paper, and she did not even lift her face up when she saw him come in.

Wei Ying knew this girl’s name, it was Wen Qing. She was a study committee member of their class.

Naturally, he didn’t take the initiative to say hello, so he returned to his seat and continued to read the notes while eating steamed buns and drinking milk.

People came to the classroom one after another.

Only Nei Huaisang was the most active, fluttering in front of Wei Ying like a moth, “Good morning! I heard that Wen Xu is your roommate?”

The news was pretty clear, Wei Ying nodded and continued to read the notes.

Nei Huaisang waited for a while but didn’t hear what he wanted to hear, so he couldn’t help but ask: “What do you think of him?”

This tone was like a stinky boy in a gossiping class with a little sister.

The little sister Wei Ying took a sip of the milk and put it down, then dropped four words: “Pretentious.”

‘Pa!’ Nei Huaisang slapped the table violently, and the milk was almost overturned. He said happily: “Right, ba! I think so too!”

As someone with a high presence in the class, in the first year of high school, Wen Xu often looked inexplicably superior. He had long been uncomfortable with him.

Now that Wen Xu fell into the second class, he wanted to buy firecrackers.

Wei Ying watched Nei Huaisang slapped the table while indignantly accusing Wen Xu, silently moved the milk aside and changed the subject.

“I heard that all of you can finish your homework before eleven o’clock?”

“Which idiot is making a rumor?” Nei Huaisang was furious, and for a moment he forgot about Wen Xu. He snapped, “How is it possible? I write until one or two o’clock every day, ba! Except for one pervert, no one else in our class will go to bed before twelve o’clock!”

As soon as the voice fell, the pervert entered through the back door.

Nei Huaisang extinguished the flame instantly and said with a grin: “Xuesheng, why are you here so early today?”

Lan Zhan ignored Nei Huaisang, did not sit down but frowned and stared at something on his desk from half a meter away.

Wei Ying followed his gaze and saw that he had “crossed the boundary” after drinking half of the milk.

Hey, really particular.

He quickly moved the milk back to his table, looked up at Lan Zhan and said, “Sorry, should I wipe the table for you?”

This was actually mean, but when Wei Ying raised his eyes to look at people, there was a bit of guilt and caution in his eyes so it was easy for the person being looked at to feel that they were unkind.

Lan Zhan glanced at him, flatly said “no need to”, pulled the chair away and sat down.

Nei Huaisang glanced back and forth between the two of them and said: “It’s tablemate, it’s tablemate. It’s normal to put things on each other table. There are still my papers piled up at my tablemate table.”

Just after he finished talking, the girl named Luo Qingyang next to him slapped a stack of papers on his desk and cursed: “Put it here and I’ll chop your hand!”

Nei Huaisang hurriedly turned around to coax the tablemate.

Wei Ying was happy, but didn’t laugh, and instead quickly drank the milk. A shot dropped the cup accurately into the trash can in the corner.

He glanced to the side and found that Lan Zhan was wearing headphones again, reading a physics competition book, and the black notebook that made him envious was on the desk.

This person actually engaged in more than one competition?

Wei Ying had learned that in the five college subjects competition, there were very few people who engage in double subject competitions.

Even if there were generally two subjects that were not prominent, they could take two provinces at most.

Therefore, the school would only encourage students to choose the one that they were best at.

And Mathematics and Physics were the two most difficult subjects with the highest influence.

Nei Huaisang was right, Lan Zhan was indeed a pervert.

But such a pervert would actually take basic notes honestly during class, Wei Ying was a little confused.

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A new day’s class soon followed.

Wei Ying didn’t mind to try to figure out the abnormal ice sculpture next to him and rushed into the class with all his heart.

But the gap lied here, even if he was a genius, he couldn’t cultivate successfully overnight.

By the end of the third period, Wei Ying couldn’t hold it anymore.

He didn’t have a mobile phone to take pictures on the blackboard and screen, nor could he keep up with the teacher’s progress to write notes.

It felt like his head almost exploded.

Wei Ying casted his faint eyes on Lan Zhan’s black notebook for countless times.

Lan Zhan had just closed it, and at this time he was playing with his mobile phone.

Wei Ying felt that he had weighed in on the importance of academic performance and face.

He was lying on the desk with his pointed chin cushioned with neatly stacked hands.

He tilted his head to look at the boy on the side, lifted up his curly eyelashes, and asked in a very soft tone.

“Classmate Lan, can I borrow your notebook and copy it?”

He was not so pure when he asked Meng Yao to borrow money to buy teaching aids when he was the petty ghost’s tablemate.

Nei Huaisang in the front row leaned back unintentionally, and his big ears opened.

Lan Zhan swiped his thumb on the phone screen and passed the latest level of PUBG successfully.

A huge treasure chest and “Congratulation” flashed on the screen.

Not bad.

Lan Zhan should have fun after passing the level. If he was in a good mood, he would lend it to him.

Wei Ying’s mouth had a smile.

“Cannot.”

Lan Zhan left two words coldly and didn’t even look at him.

“…” Fuck.

Wei Ying’s smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Nei Huaisang in the front row couldn’t bear to listen, silently leaning his upper body forward.

Wei Ying felt it was fine. It was just a small scene. He even thought to himself that Lan Zhan said three words to himself in total, “no way”, “no need to”, “cannot”.

Why didn’t this person change his name to Lan Sanbu?

Wei Ying felt that his embarrassing phobia was almost cured.

This was far from the embarrassment when Lan Zhan refused to be his deskmate in front of the class on the first day of school.

He was just about to say something to give himself a step down, when a loud noise suddenly came from the door.

“Yogurt, you are finally here, I miss you badly!” a boy in the first row shouted with a smile.

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