Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

"Go ahead and talk. I'm listening." He Sheng stared at him, waiting for him to sign.

Song Jiali slowly raised his hand and said, "Thank you for what happened during the day."

He Sheng recalled what he had done during the day. Oh, helped him change the subject, "This is nothing, this is not even a small favor."

Song Jiali looked at her quietly and said, "No, it counts."

Ever since he fell ill and had surgery, that uncle would talk about this matter every time he saw him or his father, and they would always say the same few words.

"It's a pity for Jiali. He can't hear and is dumb."

"Will you be able to get married after this? You won't be able to carry on the family line."

"Oh, what a pity that such a good child became disabled."

Song Jiali didn't like those words, he had disliked them since he couldn't understand them.

It would be fine if he just said it himself, but he would also pull the people around him to agree with him, and Song Jiali would always become the focus of the crowd.

Whenever Song Kang met him in the past, he would ask Song Jiali to take off his hearing aid, but that was pointless.

The appearance of He Sheng showed him a new method.

He Sheng was impeccable in every aspect, but the most eye-catching thing was her grades. As soon as her grades were announced, everyone looked at her enviously and then started talking about their own children.

The uncle also shut up because his son couldn't even get 300 points in the exam, and he was always particularly quiet when talking about his child's grades.

The reason why he likes to poke at Song Jiali's sore spot is simply because his child is healthier than Song Jiali. Although his grades are not good, he is healthy. This is the only way to compare them.

Song Jiali looked at He Sheng for too long. He Sheng looked back in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

Song Jiali gritted his teeth, [I want to be your deskmate.]

"I see. I'll go talk to Teacher Zhao when school starts."

Song Jiali was stunned. Just like that? Just that simple? He just said one sentence...

He Sheng saw him standing there in a daze and laughed, "Why do you have that expression? Do you think I would disagree?"

He nodded honestly. Yes, he always saw her and Wen Haomiao having happy discussions. He thought that she enjoyed sitting at the same table with him and his unreasonable request would be rejected.

"It's not a big deal. If you want to sit with me, I'll just ask for it. It's not a big deal."

Song Jiali curled up the corners of his mouth and nodded.

The depression of the past few days was swept away, and now he walked with a breeze.

He Sheng could obviously sense his good mood, and couldn't help but find it even more amusing, "Why are you so easy to coax? You're happy just like this."

Song Jiali was stunned, with a bewildered expression, not knowing how to respond.

He Sheng felt in his pocket to take a picture of this scene, then realized he didn’t bring his phone. Alas, he could only watch it a few more times.

He Sheng changed the subject, "But speaking of it, after today, we are officially siblings, half-siblings, hahaha."

He nodded hesitantly, not knowing what she meant by suddenly saying this.

He Sheng smiled happily, jokingly, "Brother? Brother Song Jiali?"

Song Jiali's ears turned red, his neck turned red too, and he surrendered.

He had no idea how to respond. It was just very strange. She just called him brother... She was younger than him, so he could deserve to be called brother.

Looking up at He Sheng's expression again, Song Jiali subconsciously wanted to escape and walked away quickly.

He Sheng thought he was angry, so he caught up with him and apologized to him, "Ah, I'm sorry, I wouldn't have yelled if you didn't like me."

Song Jiali turned his head to look at the flower bed on the roadside. He didn't dislike it, he just didn't know how to respond to her.

After walking a few more steps forward, Song Jiali heard the footsteps behind him disappear and He Sheng stopped.

He stopped and looked back at her. He Sheng ran to him with a look of triumph on his face. "Hey, don't be angry. I won't call you next time."

【Not angry.】

He Sheng was surprised, "Are you not angry?"

【No. 】

"Then why did you leave suddenly?"

Song Jiali hesitated for a long time, [I don't know how to respond to you. ]

He Sheng almost died of laughter, "So you just walked away? Hahahaha, you're so cute, what's wrong with responding to that? You could just nod or say um, I thought you were angry."

He Sheng continued, "Then if you still say you're not angry, will I still call you like this in the future?"

【Um. 】

The moonlight this night was so gentle, the wind was gentle too, the boy and the girl were laughing together under the street lights.

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He Sheng first went to Wen Haomiao to ask for his consent, and then went to Zhao Hou to try to get Song Jiali's desk mate, but was rejected. He didn't tell her the reason for the rejection, anyway, it was just not possible.

He Sheng reported the result to Song Jiali with a bitter face, "I thought it would definitely pass, but I didn't expect it to fail."

Song Jiali patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, I will continue to work hard in the next exam, and we will eventually be deskmates. 】

"But it's a pity, I already promised you."

Song Jiali also let it go. [If I really agree, it will be unfair to other students, especially Wen Haomiao. He worked hard to be your deskmate, but all his efforts were wasted because of my words.]

He Sheng agreed. After all, everyone got this seat based on their performance. It would not be a good idea to change it casually. Even if Wen Haomiao agreed, the people around her would be worried.

He Sheng thought the matter was over, but he didn't expect there would be a follow-up.

When they returned home from school at noon that day, He Yilian and Song Kang looked at them curiously at the dinner table.

He Yilian asked, "Did you two get into trouble at school?"

He Sheng was at a loss, "No, I'm a top-notch student. At most I sleep in class."

Song Jiali was even more confused. He didn't even sleep in class, at most he dozed off.

Song Kang frowned, "Your class teacher asked us to go to him this afternoon. He also specifically mentioned He Sheng's parents and Song Jiali's parents."

He Sheng and Song Jiali looked at each other, frantically reviewing what they had done recently, especially what they had done together.

He Sheng: "Ah, we didn't do anything. Could it be that we discussed changing seats with the head teacher this morning?"

She scratched her head. "Just because we sit at the same table, we have to call our parents? Is that so outrageous?"

Song Jiali's homeroom teacher since the first year of high school was Zhao Hou. Song Kang knew that Zhao Hou was not that kind of person. He shook his head and said, "It may be something else. Relax. Since you two haven't done anything bad, the parents may just talk about studying and ask us to cooperate with him in disciplining you."

In the afternoon, Song Kang and He Yilian went to school with them. He Sheng and Song Jiali entered the classroom, and the two of them went into the teacher's office.

He Sheng felt very anxious. Although it was not the first time that her parents were called to the police station, she felt really wronged this time. What did she do to deserve being called as a parent?

The same went for Song Jiali. This was the first time he was called a parent. It was a very... novel experience.

Holding back their curiosity, they finally waited until school was over in the afternoon and rushed home to hear what Song Kang and He Yilian had to say about what had happened.