Senior year of high school arrived as promised, and time suddenly became fast-paced.
Fang Zonglai, still at a slow pace, lay on the table to catch up on his sleep.
"I hate the people in Class 9." A girl passing by.
Isn't it annoying that Class 9 is always the first class despite being in the last class?
Shen Jun has become the treasure of Class Nine this year.
Xiao Xiao was currently in front of Shen Yong's seat, asking the boss how to memorize mathematical formulas, when he heard this sound. He looked up and saw that it was Shan Sijing who was deliberately provoking.
It's a girl, so I'm a little embarrassed.
If you quarrel, you will be called stingy, and girls will quarrel with you too. If you don't say anything to stop her, she will keep talking.
"Isn't it just that his grades are great? He is not lovable at all. How can such a person adapt to society?" Shan Sijing's words were full of gunpowder.
Shen Zui was in Class 9, and it was obvious that he came with Fang Zonglai. Fang Zonglai didn't understand. As someone who liked Fang Zonglai, how could she not understand what her love rival was thinking. If you want to get close to the water, you have to get the moon first.
"Aren't you from the third class? Why are you running to the third floor?" Xiao Xiaofang's memory was interrupted. There were constant chatter around him, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
When Shan Sijing was approached, she became even more aggressive, "I want to come and see who is holding our school back."
Looking around at Class 9 from the window with disdain, Shan Sijing complained: "I doubt that such results can be achieved in this kind of environment."
Shen Jue stopped writing with an indifferent expression: "What do you suspect?"
When Shan Sijing was stared at by Shen Zui's cold and calm eyes, she felt a little instinctively timid and took a step or two back.
"I wonder how your grades can be better than mine." Shan Sijing said bluntly: "You can only compare your grades with mine, what else do you have."
The little princess Shan Sijing's temper is spoiled because her family's conditions are very favorable.
Some people like it, some people don't like it.
Most people don't like her. No one can tolerate her ignorance all the time.
"As a student, if you don't compare your grades with me, what should you compare with me? Whose performance should you compare with?" Shen Zui retorted calmly.
Shan Sijing said angrily: "Aside from your grades, what else do you have?"
The male protagonist woke up and said: "He still has me."
Covering his mouth and yawning, Fang Zonglai came over and closed the curtains at the window.
"Fang Zonglai!" A voice came from outside with gritted teeth.
Taking advantage of the sudden darkness, Fang Zonglai pinched Shen Ji's face. He had wanted to do this for a long time.
He thought about quickly retracting his hand, but taking advantage of the confusion, Shen Jun didn't know who pinched him. Unexpectedly, Shen Jun held his wrist faster than him.
The curtains were opened again, and Shan Shijing saw the two people holding hands together, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she ran away crying.
"I..." Fang Zonglai's heart was beating very fast.
They all felt that their heartbeat would be transmitted to Shen Jue's hand through their own hands.
Shen Yu looked at Fang Zonglai quietly for a while and then let go. He lowered his eyes and continued writing the title.
Shen Jun's attitude towards him is a bit unclear, and Fang Zonglai is now in a very tangled moment.
He pulled Xiao Xiao, who still wanted to ask Shen Zui a question, and sat down in the back seat to discuss life.
Fang Zonglai clearly expressed to Xiao Xiao, "I seem to like Shen Jui, the kind who can fall in love. Please analyze it for me and find out what kind of... feelings Shen Jui has for me."
Sighing, Fang Zonglai stared at the boy who had been looking at the exercise book, feeling a little at a loss: "I think he prefers books."