The students in the class followed Tang Xiaorou's gaze and looked at the corner where Fang Yu was.
Their eyes naturally fell on He Donglin in the front row of Fang Yu.
He Donglin is the classmate of Class 2, Grade 3. He is handsome and has a wealthy family. He is the crush of many girls in the class.
Could it be that Tang Xiaorou transferred to this class also because of He Donglin!?
"Dong, Brother Donglin, the eldest lady of the Tang family seems to be here for you." Hu Tao, his deskmate, touched He Donglin with his elbow and said.
He Donglin was also a little confused.
When he was in his first year of high school, he pursued Tang Xiaorou, but before he could even talk to her, he was warned by someone sent by the Tang family.
From that moment on, He Donglin knew that Tang Xiaorou was not someone he could offend.
But now that he is in his third year of high school and about to graduate, why does Tang Xiaorou come to visit her instead?
Could it be that Tang Xiaorou has been secretly in love with him for a long time?
Thinking of this, He Donglin immediately straightened his back and straightened his bangs. He was extremely excited in his heart, but he looked calm on the outside.
The students in the class all focused their attention on Tang Xiaorou and He Donglin.
As for Fang Yu and Fatty, they had long been ignored.
How could these two people, one fat and the other withdrawn, win the favor of the goddess Tang Xiaorou?
"Damn it, another flower is going to be ruined by He Donglin!"
"Oh, it would be great if I were as rich and handsome as He Donglin."
"Tang Xiaorou is my goddess...how can she fall in love with someone else?"
The boys in the class were both envious and jealous, with mixed emotions.
The head teacher Huang Hai looked at Tang Xiaorou kindly and asked, "Classmate Tang Xiaorou, do you want to sit at the same table as Classmate He Donglin?"
Tang Xiaorou didn't say anything, but walked straight down the podium and walked to where Fang Yu was.
He Donglin was very nervous, his heart was pounding, and he was thinking about what to say first.
Tang Xiaorou walked closer and closer, and He Donglin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sunny smile, and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaorou didn't stop beside him at all, but walked behind him.
"Teacher, I want to sit at the same table as Fang Yu." Tang Xiaorou looked at Fang Yu and said with bright eyes.
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The classroom was silent, and the students in the class opened their eyes wide and looked at each other in confusion.
What's going on? Tang Xiaorou actually wants to sit at the same table with Fang Yu, who has no sense of presence? Instead of classmate He Donglin?
"Classmate, are you willing to give up this position to me?" Tang Xiaorou said to the stunned Fatty Liu, with a gentle tone and a melodious voice.
As a fat otaku, it was the first time for Fatty Liu to face a beautiful girl of this level at such a close distance. His face turned red and his mouth opened, but he was speechless.
"I don't want to sit at the same table with you." Before Fatty Liu could speak, Fang Yu on the side spoke.
"Wow……"
Some boys couldn't help it and burst into exclamations.
Tang Xiaorou's request to sit at the same table with Fang Yu was enough to shock them.
But they didn't expect that Fang Yu would actually refuse to sit at the same table as Tang Xiaorou?
Does he know what he is rejecting?
It’s the dream of all the boys in the school!
"Fuck, if you don't want to, I will!"
All the boys in the class were shouting in their hearts.
Tang Xiaorou didn't care about Fang Yu's rejection. She turned to look at Huang Hai.
Feeling Tang Xiaorou's eyes, Huang Hai's whole body tensed up.
With Tang Xiaorou's status, even the principal must be respectful in front of her. Now Huang Hai will naturally fulfill her small request.
So, Huang Hai looked at Fang Yu and said in a deep voice: "Classmate Fang Yu, please have a better attitude! Classmate Tang Xiaorou has just joined our class, how can you talk to her like this?"
"You and Liu Dong often whisper to each other in class. I have wanted to separate you two for a long time!"
"Just in time, let classmate Tang Xiaorou sit at the same table with you, and Liu Dong will move to the back of the second group and sit alone! Move now!"
The head teacher gave the order, and Fang Yu naturally had nothing to say.
A few minutes later, Tang Xiaorou got her wish and became Fang Yu's deskmate. But Fatty Liu sat alone at the back of the second group.
"Tang Xiaorou is a top student from a key class. We must learn more from her!" Huang Hai flattered again.
For Fang Yu, being at the same table as Tang Xiaorou is undoubtedly a bad thing.
He kept a low profile in this high school for two full years, so much so that most of the students in the class couldn't even remember his name. But all of this was ruined by Tang Xiaorou.
Just like now, although he was still in class, Fang Yu could feel many eyes locked on him.
"Alas." Fang Yu sighed and rubbed his temples.
After class, under the gaze of the whole class, Fang Yu and Tang Xiaorou left the classroom one after another and came to the rooftop of the teaching building.
"I know why you came to me, but I can tell you that I can't help you." Fang Yu said straight to the point.
Tang Xiaorou bit her lip lightly and said, "You are the disciple of the God of Medicine. You can definitely save my grandfather."
"I have said before, I am not Xia Xiuzhi's apprentice, I am his friend." Fang Yu shook his head.
"Don't lie to me. You can tell at a glance that my grandfather has terminal lung cancer and has less than three months to live. Who else can do this except the disciple of the Medicine God?" Tang Xiaorou said firmly.
Fang Yu regretted it very much. He shouldn't have said that in the first place.
"So what, it doesn't mean anything, right? No one in the world can cure terminal cancer, right?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
"I, I don't ask you to cure me, I just hope... you can extend my grandfather's life and let him live a few more years... Please, we really have no other way..." Tang Xiao
Her soft eyes turned red, and she said with a sigh of relief.
Over the past year, the Tang family has spent money to hire many well-known experts at home and abroad to diagnose Mr. Tang, and they all came to the same conclusion: Mr. Tang's disease is incurable.
After that, they went through all kinds of hardships to find the residence of Xia Xiuzhi, the God of Medicine, but they didn't expect that the God of Medicine had passed away.
Now, Fang Yu, who appears at the Medicine God's residence and can see Mr. Tang's illness at a glance, is the last life-saving straw.
A beautiful girl of Tang Xiaorou's level was on the verge of tears and looked so pitiful that a normal man would not be able to hold her back.
However, Fang Yu is not a normal man, he is an old monster who has lived for almost five thousand years.
"Sorry, we can't do it either," Fang Yu said.
With so many people in the world experiencing misfortune, Fang Yu cannot save everyone, let alone has the obligation to save everyone.
Fang Yu just wants to live a normal life, hoping to break through the Qi refining stage one day.
He is not a hero and does not want to be a hero.
"No matter how much compensation you want, we can afford it!" Tang Xiaorou said again.
"I really can't help you, and I don't need money." Fang Yu replied lightly, turned and left.
After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "By the way, I hope you can move out. I don't want to sit at the same table with you. I really... hate trouble."
Seeing Fang Yu leave without looking back, Tang Xiaorou turned pale with anger.
As the eldest lady of the Tang family, she had never tried to ask for help in such a humble manner, and she even shed tears.
But this Fang Yu didn't like any oil or salt, and he looked calm and breezy.
"Hate trouble? Then I will create trouble for you!" Tang Xiaorou gritted her teeth.
The two returned to the classroom, and there was no communication in the next few classes.
Until the end of the last class in the morning, Fang Yu was still sleeping on the table, while Tang Xiaorou arranged the books and poked Fang Yu's shoulder with a green finger.
"Fang Yu, let's go have lunch together." Tang Xiaorou said in a sweet voice.
Fang Yu raised his head and looked at Tang Xiaorou, who was smiling like a flower, and felt something bad.
"Forget it, you were too tired last night, go back to sleep, I will bring you food later, just wait patiently." Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, she got up and left the classroom.
In the classroom, the students who heard these two sentences from Tang Xiaorou were already going crazy.
This sentence contains too much information!
What does "too tired last night" mean? What does the shyness and blush on Tang Xiaorou's face mean when she said this!?
Could it be that Tang Xiaorou has been given by Fang Yu...
Facing the jealous looks of many boys in the class, Fang Yu remained calm and composed.
It seems that Tang Xiaorou is sincerely trying to cause trouble for him.
However, in order to cause misunderstanding, Tang Xiaorou was even willing to tarnish her own reputation, which can be considered cruel.
However, Fang Yu didn't care at all.
Just because he hates trouble doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble.
Isn't it just to become famous in school and then be jealous of a group of brats with no hair?
What is this?
If a person who has been cultivating for nearly five thousand years can't even handle a teenage girl's little tricks, he might as well commit suicide.
Fang Yu stood up and wanted to go to the canteen with Fatty Liu to eat, but was stopped.
"Hey, Fang Yu, I want to discuss something with you. Let's go out to the corridor to talk?" The person who spoke was none other than He Donglin in the front row.
