Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

Anti-theft, please purchase all proportions, otherwise it will take a while.　　 Fu Chuan and Yao Yizhi are separated from each other by the distance between the two classes. Yao Yi didn't realize that he was consciously isolated by the classmates.

The game officially started at 8 o'clock. Most of the people from each class gathered in the playground to cheer for the players in their class, and a few stayed at the table to write inspirational words, or distribute snacks and water.

Yao Yi and several classmates huddled together on a stool and shared a table, which looked extremely crowded.

On the opposite side of the first class, Fu Chuan alone occupied a table and stool, which was very loose.

"Squad leader, go to the playground, it seems that someone in our class is injured!" A class of students suddenly ran over and called Yu Qingying away.

More than half of the people left in the first class.

At this time, some classmates in Class 2 wanted to eat snacks. Li Ge opened a few bags, looked around, and planned to pour the things on the table.

"Yao Yi, you can make room." Li Ge was very ruthless and chose to let Yao Yi go away.

The other classmates lying on the table are struggling to write, fighting for the honor of the second class's broadcast word, but Yao Yi alone is the only one with a small book to count there.

"Oh." Yao Yi scratched his head and stood up very freely. Then a person stood in the aisle and looked down at the numbers on the notebook, making sketches from time to time.

Originally, the whole school was crowded with people at this time. Everyone was shuttled back and forth. Yao Yi was forced to move around by abruptly, and finally he stopped with a backrest.

"Hiss——" After Li Ge distributed the snacks, he turned his head and looked around, trying to find Yao Yi and let her sit back. But I don't want to see Yao Yi rush to the first class, still leaning against Fu Chuan's desk!

Fu Chuan probably hadn't noticed it yet. He was sitting obliquely with his head down and reading the book. And Yao Yi stood by the table, bowed his head and was still counting.

When someone who didn't know saw this scene, they might think they were close classmates, and Li Ge felt a toothache when he thought of the competitive relationship between the two.

What a crime, Yao Yi doesn't care about anything as long as he starts to do math problems.

"Pus--Pus--" Li Ge didn't dare to run over, so he could only try to make a little sound to attract Yao Yi's attention.

Li Ge picked up the phone and gave them a close-up, and then sent it to Yao Yi's phone.

This time it worked, Yao Yi bit his pen, tilted his head and took out the phone from his trouser pocket.

She frowned first, then looked up at the opposite side, and saw Li Ge, who was waving wildly.

Seeing that Yao Yi was still silent, Li Ge sent her another message:

The three exclamation marks fully reflected Li Ge's anxiety and madness.

Yao Yi turned his head to see the familiar back, then glanced at Li Ge, as if he understood something. He gave Li Gebi an ok gesture, and then naturally sat down beside Fu Chuan incomparably.

"??" Li Ge was stunned.

Everything in Li Ge's eyes resembled a slow-motion playback. After Yao Yi sat down, he even raised Erlang's legs, put the notebook on his knees, and concentrated on his own problems. Fu Chuan, who was next to him, turned his head and glanced at Yao Yi, and then turned back to look at his book.

... Excuse me, he thinks too much.

Li Ge turned around in despair, feeling for the first time that the emotions between learning the gods were not understandable by mortals like them. Their competition is full of grandeur and grandeur, and it's not what narrow people like them think.

He was wrong!

Li Ge walked out of the logistics area in a daze and disappeared into the crowded playground.

As for Yao Yi, she understood Li Ge's meaning as helping her find a place to settle down.

Fu Chuan still took the logic theory that he hadn’t read before. He considered his back to the table, while Yao Yi was in the opposite direction from Fu Chuan. She put it on her lap for a while, probably feeling tired, The little book is placed on the table, lying on the table and writing.

The two of them turned a deaf ear to the noise of the outside world, and focused on doing their own things. There was almost a vacuum around them, and the others couldn't get in at all.

At least it was this scene in the eyes of Yu Qingying, who had rushed back.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Qingying stepped forward to break the silence.

"Yao Yi, why did you come to our class?" Yu Qingying smiled slightly. "The monitor next door will also say that we snatched you over later."

"No." Yao Yi didn't even lift his head, doing his own question with heart.

Yu Qingying suffocated, clenched both hands, and then released it after a moment: "Yao Yi is really open-minded. I don't mind that our two classes are competitors."

Yao Yi was puzzled and raised his head: "The empty space in our class was squeezed out by your class. Isn't it right that we get along friendly?"

Fu Chuan suddenly closed the book and glanced at Yao: "Go to the supermarket?"

Yao Yi looked at Fu Chuan blankly, feeling inexplicably that he was going in the wrong direction.

"Let's go." Fu Chuan stretched out **** to hold Yao Yi's collar.

"Oh." Yao had to close the notebook and stumbled to follow Fu Chuan, leaving Yu Qingying in a daze.

The weather was a bit cold and the wind was strong, and Yao Yi sniffed.

Fu Chuan's Yuguang fell on Yao Yi, and said, "Last time you asked me to eat breakfast, did you still count?"

Yao Yizheng wanted to answer that he had already invited him once, and then he swallowed Fu Chuan's cold and sharp eyes.

"Okay." Yao Yi bowed his head and narrowed his mouth, feeling that he was taken advantage of.

Fu Chuan took the campus card in Yao's hand and went to the window to brush two cups of soy milk. I kept a cup for myself and handed Yao another cup.

"Do you just drink soy milk?" Yao Yi thought he would order other things to eat.

"Swipe again next time." Fu Chuan said lightly, returning the card to Yao Yi.

"Oh." Yao Yi bit the straw and walked out of the cafeteria behind Fu Chuan. He lowered his head and drank for a while before reacting: Why would she give him the brush next time?

Before he had time to question Fu Chuan's shrewd abacus, Yao Yi was already sitting with him under a tree in the flower bed.

Fu Chuan ignored Yao Yi, put the soy milk aside, picked up the book and continued to watch, returning to the state in the logistics area just now.

Yao Yi stared at Fu Chuan for a while, and finally took out his notebook to continue the calculation.

...

The next afternoon was the five-kilometer race. Yao Yi was still wearing a school uniform with a piece of thin wool inside.

"Is that a sports student? Looks very strong!" Han Jiaojiao shook his hands anxiously, worried about Yao Yi.

Among the six players on the field, Yao Yi stood on the far right and was close to the rostrum. The person next to her was dressed coolly, short-sleeved shorts, and a pair of sneakers. She even had a backflip on the spot.