The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

Xia Yu was in a hurry, and went to hold his arm tightly: "Three months, isn't it two months? Didn't you say it was only when you were sleeping?!"

Yang Yifan repelled being hugged by him like this, so he instinctively threw him hard, almost throwing him to the ground.

Xia Yu was stunned, and then felt sad for a while, he knew that Yang Yifan didn't like others getting too close to him, but he didn't expect that even he would reject it so much.

"I'm sorry. I didn't control my strength. Are you okay?" Yang Yifan hurriedly asked him. Ever since he knew his sexual orientation, he was very resistant to getting close to others, and he even repelled others from touching him from the bottom of his heart.

That's why he doesn't like someone sitting at the same table as him, with such a little space, swaying left and right and bumping into each other accidentally.

He subconsciously felt the pain from his wrist. When Fang Chen held him tightly, his body was almost pressed against him, but that feeling was just embarrassment and even a little overwhelmed, but it was not as resisting as when Xia Yu hugged her. .

He shook off those emotions, comforted Xia Yu, and went to the opposite side with two backpacks.

There are two desks with bookcases in the dormitory, which are arranged side by side. Yang Yifan found an empty one and put his things out one by one.

Fang Chen was shocked at first, and then pleasantly surprised, his slender eyes smiled beautifully, shining brightly: "I will help you."

"No need." Yang Yifan knocked off his outstretched hand, saw him smiling happily, and felt that he couldn't be so cheap, and said, "You have to cooperate with me to do something."

Three minutes later, Yang Yifan kicked Fang Chen's chair while taking a video with his mobile phone, and cursed viciously, "Pour water to Brother Fan!"

Fang Chen looked up to see that he didn't move.

Yang Yifan kicked again: "I don't need you anymore, do you want to be beaten again?"

Fang Chen got up, picked up the cup, took a glass of water and handed it to him.

Yang Yifan took a sip of water, then pressed the video: "Thanks, I invite you to eat at the noodle restaurant that Wang Zihao mentioned this weekend."

Then I sent the recorded video to Yang Zhiming:

--Don't want me to offend your little benefactor, so hurry up and transfer the rest of the money to me.

Fang Chen looked at him with a smile, and said, "The cup you use is the one I usually drink water from."

Yang Yifan, who was drinking water with his head up from the cup, spat out the water with a "poof": "You, what the hell!"

grass!He knew that this person could not be used obediently by him.

Xia Yu was alone in the dormitory, looking at the empty Yang Yifan's desk, she panicked, as if the treasure she had guarded for many years was about to be lost.

Brother Fan definitely approached Fang Chen not only for credits, but something must have happened here. From the first day Fang Chen had to sit at the same table as Yang Yifan, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The phone rang, and I received a friend request. When I opened it, it turned out to be Fang Chen. I resisted and accepted it, and then I received a news link.Just click to see the title.

Geng Hui, the former champion of Sanda in S city, was arrested for several serious crimes including drug dealing and luring others to take drugs, and he may be sentenced to ten years in prison. "

Xia Yu's hands were shaking: Geng Hui, that Geng Hui who blackmailed him for a year and was about to drive him to collapse was arrested because of it! !

But why did Fang Chen send this message to himself.

Then a message popped up:

Chen: --It's not yours, stop thinking about it.

His heart sank:

Fang Chen, he knows!

I know I like Brother Fan.

Knowing that he was blackmailed by Geng Hui.

Did he also know that Geng Hui, whom he bribed, asked Yang Yifan about his sexuality?

Geng Hui was arrested, he should be happy, but now it means that his handle has fallen into Fang Chen's hands, and Fang Chen...does he like Brother Fan? !

Xia Yu's breathing began to become short of breath. Could it be that he just watched his brother Fan whom he had been secretly in love with for several years being snatched away by Fang Chen? No, absolutely no!

Who the hell is Fang Chen, and why did he get so close to Brother Fan as soon as he appeared, and even snatched him away from him.

Xia Yu clenched her fists tightly and stayed up all night.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom the next day, Yang Yifan was stopped by the homeroom teacher Lao Liu, who praised and encouraged him with great difficulty: "Yifan, you improved by one rank in the monthly exam. Not bad, keep working hard."

Yang Yifan: "Teacher, it's hard work for you to give such encouragement against your will. You are old, and this blind man who has made progress knows what's going on."

Of course, Old Liu knew what was going on, and looked at Fang Chen who was at the side without a word, opened his mouth to speak, but still didn't say anything, but Fang Chen who was reading a book raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

After Fang Chen's grades came out yesterday, he went to find the chairman of the board.The chairman said: "Don't worry, Fang Chen didn't come to school in the first place. I will also explain to other teachers, don't criticize him."

However, because of his responsibility as the head teacher, he still wanted to say: "Fang Chen, can you do the exam well next time?"

Fang Chen: "Okay."

Um?Isn't that nice to talk about?

Old Liu went to Chunchun to teach Yang Yifan again: "Yifan, although your ranking is No. 30 and 135 in our class, you are ranked [-] in the science class, an improvement of [-] places from last time. And your scores in all subjects have improved, the teacher is really really really gratified this time!"

"Our school will have the annual autumn sports meeting next week. Registration starts today. The teacher is looking forward to seeing your wonderful performance on the sports field. Moreover, credits can be added if you can enter the top three in each competition. You need credits too much now ,you....."

Yang Yifan interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, I got it, I got it, teacher, can't you see that the math teacher is already waiting outside to come to class?"

Lao Liu: "Let's talk about the last thing. Tomorrow's parent meeting, don't forget that you can no longer just find someone to fool the teacher like last year."

Yang Yifan promised, and after Lao Liu left, he poked Xia Yu in front of him: "Your mother's studio model, lend me it for my parents' meeting on Friday."

Xia Yu turned her head and said, "That's fine, but you're not afraid that the teacher will call your father to complain if he finds out."

"So what if he knows, he won't come anyway."

Fang Chen looked at him the same way: "Model? As expected of the Crown Prince Mingshen, when looking for someone to hold parent-teacher meetings, he only finds models from the studio. Nude beauties, models?"

Yang Yifan rolled his eyes at him: "Have some morals, he's an old man." Then he asked: "But you, at the parents' meeting, is Mr. Puwen, the Wall Street financial tycoon, coming? Do I want to pay a visit to this old man?" A gold master."

Fang Chen: "He can't come, I will ask Pete to come." Then he thought of something: "Don't borrow models from Xia Yu, ask Uncle Luo to open them for you."

Uncle Luo is the housekeeper of Fang Chen's family. He is very kind and courteous. During the two days at Fang Chen's house, Yang Yifan had a good impression of him, but after thinking about it, he still refused.

At the parents' meeting, the teacher would talk about the results of the monthly exam and his performance in school. Yang Yifan suddenly felt a little reluctant that his grades would be known by the people around Fang Chen.

After class, Zhang Shaolei, the sports committee member, began to work hard, recruiting students in the class to sign up for competitions, and taking special care of Fang Chen and Yang Yifan:

"Brother Chen, I beg you, please apply for the shot put. You, with one arm, will definitely give our class the first place."

"Brother Fan, I will kneel down with you. If you apply for three items, our class will definitely win the first three items. For your credits, for the honor of the class, come on bro!"

Fang Chen looked at the registration form for a while, pointed to one of the items, and said to Yang Yifan: "This is quite interesting."

Yang Yifan took a look: What the hell is 200 meters running with people on your back!

Backrunning is an interesting competition at the Yingyuan College Sports Meeting, and it is placed on the last day of the sports meeting as a finale game to mobilize the atmosphere and bring joy.Generally, the strongest boys in the class carry the thinnest boys to participate in the competition.

Zhang Shaolei slapped his head: "Didn't you two participate in this event, Xia Yu? I remember that there is a picture of Brother Fan running first with Xia Yu on his back in the reference room of our school!"

Xia Yu smiled at the side: "At that time, the sports meeting in the first year of junior high school, but Brother Fan didn't play this anymore, Brother Fan, do you want to..."

Yang Yifan: "Don't play! Don't mention it!"

"Okay, don't mention this, then, let's take you to report another 5000 meters? You are Brother Fan, and this kind of competition that challenges endurance and physical strength can show your strength." Zhang Shaolei begged. No one has run 5000 meters.

Under Zhang Shaolei's hard work, Yang Yifan applied for 200-meter swimming, 5000-meter long-distance running and relay confrontation.

After Yang Yifan was dealt with, Zhang Shaolei was about to ask Fang Chen again, and before he even opened his mouth, he listened: "I will apply for the same 200-meter swimming, 5000-meter long-distance running and relay as him."

Zhang Shaolei said: "No, Brother Chen, are you going to compete with Brother Fan? Are you going to compete with Brother Fan again? No, you don't report for the shot put?!"

Fang Chen looked at Yang Yifan who was staring at him, and said with a smile: "Why, don't you dare to compare with me?"

Yang Yifan scoffed at him: "I'm afraid you'll lose too badly."

Fang Chen: "Let's report another person to run on the back. Whoever loses in the first two games will be carried on the back. Do you dare to try?"

Yang Yifan let out a huff: "There is something wrong with you, don't do it!"

Fang Chen: "Are you afraid of being carried by me, or are you afraid that you won't be able to carry me?"

Seeing his provocative and arrogant tone, Yang Yifan was about to slap him in the face when his cell phone rang, it was Yang Zhiming's call.

Yang Zhiming seldom called him. When he called at this time, it must be because of the video last night. He walked out of the classroom with his mobile phone, and just as he answered the call, he began to curse:

"Are you tired of living, do you dare to do this to Fang Chen, have you checked out their family? Let Puwen know that there will be no scum left after we can be wiped out."

"The video will be deleted right away. Don't let anyone see it. And why didn't your parents tell me tomorrow! I'll go over and apologize to Fang Chen in person, and you have to apologize to him too, do you hear me! "

Yang Yifan was very funny, this person who had never held a parent meeting for himself, actually attended his parent meeting for the first time because of Fang Chen.

He said coldly: "I just remind you, don't you forget my conditions."

Yang Zhiming scolded his mother: "I will transfer everything to you today, you white-eyed wolf..."

In the classroom, Fang Chen pulled Zhang Shaolei aside: "Both of us run behind others, report it."

Zhang Shaolei: "It's true, it's a waste of elite talents for you two to back each other up. How nice it is for you to back up Xia Yu. And Brother Fan doesn't seem to be very willing."

Fang Chen: "Report secretly, I'll give you physics tuition."

Zhang Shaolei: "You have to order, Brother Chen!"

Yang Yifan cut off the phone, and returned to the classroom with a cold face: "Xia Yu, the model is no longer needed, my dad will come over tomorrow."

Xia Yu: "Is it true or not? Well, that's pretty good. In fact, your father is also a good person. You must stop arguing with him."

Yang Yifan sneered: "Thanks to someone!"