She has little monsters in her pencil case

Squeak.

The last stroke of Sang Wan's name fell on the blackboard.

The person who had been waiting for his name to appear whispered, and then opened his eyes in surprise.

She subconsciously looked in a certain direction in the front row, and the memories of the past also emerged like a beautiful stream.

Just when Sang Wan was in a daze, the head teacher standing on the podium spoke.

The head teacher in the new school year of the third year of high school is a young man wearing glasses, wearing a white shirt with a bookish look, and his voice is gentle when he speaks.

"Then the seats for this semester will be arranged according to what is written on the blackboard. They are allocated completely according to grades, so they will not be changed until after the midterm exam. If anyone has any objections, they can come to the office alone to find me."

"Oh, and also."

The head teacher continued, "Because today is the first day of school, there is no late self-study, but after you adjust your positions later, you have to clean up the classroom as a whole, and you can't leave until the bell rings after school, you understand?"

"understood."

The students answered neatly and neatly.

The head teacher nodded in satisfaction.

"Then come two boys and me to get some cleaning tools. Let's change places first."

After finishing speaking, the head teacher walked out of the classroom first.

Today, it is mid-August, when the sun is still hot in summer, the cicadas outside the window have not stopped singing, and the sun is also fierce and disturbing.

Today is also the first day of the third grade of Shijin Middle School, a key high school in the city.

Sang Wan sat in her seat in a daze. What she didn't expect was that before the excitement and anticipation for the new semester arose in her heart, she would be filled with surprise first.

It's not because the class assigned to him in the new semester is not good, nor is it because the seat assigned by the teacher just now is not good.

On the contrary it is all good.

According to the tradition of Shijin Middle School, seats are arranged according to grades.

This is even more so in the critical third year of high school.

As a result, Sang Wan's senior one class was a class formed by taking the top [-] of the science grades in the final exam of the previous semester.

Fortunately, Sang Wanwan did well in the final exam of the semester.

So even the seats allocated for the new semester are also in an excellent location.

And the tablemate is perfect.

In fact, Sang Wan didn't care where she sat.

What surprised and concerned her at first, and cast her eyes, was not the seat, but her new deskmate in the new semester.

When she saw her own name on the blackboard lined up with that person's name, Sang Wan couldn't help but look over at that person.

He hasn't looked back until now.

Where her eyes rested, there was a girl with short hair around her ears, wearing round-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, sitting alone by the window on the left.

The afternoon sun caressed her side face through the glass window, leaving a warm halo, which complemented the delicate and perfect person so dazzling.

It's just that there is no expression on this person's face, and his eyes are also cold. He looks like a cold and indifferent person who is not approachable.

This person is called Liang Bing.

It was Sang Wan's classmate in the first year of high school.

Liang Bing was just like her name, aloof and aloof and cold, she walked alone and didn't like to talk to others, and never got along with others.

It's just a matter of engraving the words "Don't let strangers in" on your face.

But even so, Liang Bing's status in everyone's mind still cannot be surpassed.

Not only because she is good-looking and cold, but also because she is a super student.

To what extent is God?

God knows that Liang Bing has never dropped from the first place in her grade since she entered school, not even once, and she has been far behind No. 2 every time.

God is so good that everyone does not ask God to worship Buddha before each exam, but first worship Liang Bing.

Due to Liang Bing's personality, even though she was a classmate in the first year of high school, Sang Wan was not at all familiar with this cold and arrogant school bully.

The total number of words spoken by the two during their freshman year of high school did not exceed ten sentences.

But I didn't expect that now in the third year of high school, not only will they be assigned to the same class, but they will also become deskmates dramatically.

Sang Wan retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes.

But it's okay, I'm not a talkative person, even if my deskmate is a bit colder, it doesn't matter.

"Ah! I'm so pissed off! It's not good to sit with someone, but I sit with that damn chubby!"

The voice that suddenly rang in Sang Wan's ear was full of vitality, full of resentment and unwillingness, and interrupted Sang Wan's thoughts at once.

Sang Wan heard the sound and went to the person sitting next to her at the moment. The person at the same table glanced at it and chuckled.

"New term, new atmosphere, don't you two get along well?"

"boom!"

Zhang Qiyu, who was sitting at the same table as Sang Wan, patted the table, and his voice was gnashing of teeth when he spoke.

"Get along well? Labor and management are at odds with him!"

She was so bitter and bitter, Sang Wan could only smile and shake her head.

Speaking of which, Sang Wan has a good relationship with her old classmates this year.

Zhang Qiyu, who was sitting next to him now, and Xiaopang, who was just mentioned, were Sang Wan's freshman classmates like Liang Bing.

And Sang Wan has a good relationship with them.

Even though they were divided into classes later, they kept in touch occasionally.

But Zhang Qiyu and Xiaopang have a long-standing grievance and have never been at odds. Whenever they meet, they will quarrel.

Now that they are sitting together, right in front of them, there will be a lot of excitement in the future.

Speaking of the grievances between Zhang Qiyu and Xiaopang, there is actually a story.

Compared with their classmates, there is a noun that suits them better. These two are rivals in love.

But it's strange to say, how could a man and a woman become rivals in love?

This is because Sang Wan's good friend Zhang Qiyu, although her gender is female, her orientation is also female, and she was crazy infatuated with the school belle Xia Wen in her first year of high school.

This news was supposed to be kept secret, but later, it was discovered by Wang Xiaopang, who also had a crush on the school belle.

At that time, Xiaopang and Zhang Qiyu were still close friends in the boudoir, but because of this incident and many follow-ups, they turned their faces, and have since become enemies.

Sang Wan also knew about this.

But she has always been a gentle person who is good at taking care of other people's ideas, and she is also open-minded. She has no prejudice or special opinion on this matter.

In her eyes, Zhang Qiyu's orientation is neither special nor weird, it's just an ordinary crush.

Now that the old things were brought up again, Sang Wan couldn't help but smiled at Zhang Qiyu, and spoke with a little helplessness.

"You."

"Me! Oh."

Zhang Qiyu sighed, his voice mournful.

"Don't talk about me, you are no better than me, you are sitting with the first grader, Liang Bingbing, with your character, can you talk ten sentences in a semester, how will you live in the future. Fortunately, I will sit in front of you."

"Don't say that."

Sang Wan smiled and shook her head when she heard what she said, "Liang Bingren is pretty good. Okay, don't be silly, let's change seats first."

Just as Sang Wan was talking to Zhang Qiyu, the students in the class had already moved to change seats.

The classroom was noisy and messy, but it was full of life.

Sang Wan's new seat is not far from her, just a few steps away.

It is in the third row on the left side of the classroom by the window, with good ventilation and clear vision, which is a very good location.

But one thing is not so good.

Sang Wan stood in her seat and sighed.

Because her seat was inside by the window, it meant that her deskmate Liang Bing was sitting on her right side by the aisle.

In this case, Sang Wan would inevitably trouble Liang Bing every time he went in and out.

And Liang Bing has always been quiet and cold-tempered, once or twice is okay, I don't know if he will be annoying if he troubles her for a long time.

Sang Wan clicked her tongue lightly.

After that, don't run around after class, just stay in your seat honestly.

"Boom."

It was a muffled sound that sounded beside Sang Wan, interrupting her thoughts of worrying about her daily life.

The sudden sound entering the eardrum made Sang Wan look sideways subconsciously.

It was a person with a deadpan expression and a cold temperament who had walked to the seat next to him at some point, put his stack of textbooks on the table, and made a dull sound.

The people who came still had that delicate and good-looking appearance, and they still had that bad temper.

Haven't seen each other for a year, familiar and unfamiliar.

It was Sang Wan's old classmate and her new deskmate, Liang Bing.

This is the first time the two meet again after a year. The atmosphere is calm and neither familiar nor warm.

When Sang Wan looked sideways, Liang Bing happened to look down too.

Sang Wan was gentle and friendly as always, and smiled at her deskmate.

Liang Bing nodded expressionlessly, and then looked away.

When they met again, their surroundings were in a mess, and the front seat was still choking their necks and arguing.

After the two greeted each other silently, their eyes quickly moved away.

Polite restraint.

Detached enough.

But the front row where they were arguing was a hundred times more lively than the two of them.

Zhang Qiyu's seat was just diagonally in front of Sang Wan.

She got to the seat one step later than Sang, and just reached the place, she threw her schoolbag on the table, making a bang.

At that time, Wang Xiaopang, Zhang Qiyu's classmate at the same table, was already arranging books in his seat, and he didn't intend to bear it when he saw this manly woman acting like this.

With a small glance, he snorted and spit out two words, "Rude!"

"Ah, who are you calling rude!"

Xiaopang's voice was unrestrained, so Zhang Qiyu heard it immediately, and his hair exploded immediately.

Immediately, he raised his voice to refute and went back to fight.

It's a pity that the flames of war could not be ignited, and they were stopped by Sang Wan who heard their conversation in the back row.

"Okay, okay, it's the first day of school, why did you two quarrel when you first met?"

"Hey, you can't blame me for this, it was obviously Zhang Qiyu, a woman who provoked you first."

When Xiaopang heard Sang Wan's words, he swallowed back the rebuttal he had prepared, and instead snorted at Zhang Qiyu to express his disdain.

Then he turned his head to face Sang Wan behind him with a happy expression on his face.

"But speaking of it, it's been a long time since I saw Wanwan. I miss you so much Wanwan!"

"I miss you! Stay away from our house every night!"

As soon as Xiaopang's words came out, Zhang Qiyu stopped him.

Fatty was naturally unconvinced, and immediately choked back.

"You ghosts! I think it should be far away from you!"

These two people really want to quarrel whenever they meet, and they can't stop for a moment.

Sang Wan looked at the two people in the front row, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh.

Just when she smiled and shook her head helplessly, her peripheral vision accidentally landed somewhere, so she accidentally noticed that Liang Bing was looking at her.

When he looked sideways, he subconsciously met Liang Bing's gaze.

Out of politeness, but also out of joy at the moment.

The already existing smile on Sang Wan's cheeks gradually enlarged, and she tilted her head at Liang Bing. The smile was gentle and beautiful, bright and dazzling.

When Liang Bing saw her smile, he didn't speak or show any expression.

It's just that the slender eyelashes trembled slightly like a butterfly, and then calmly looked away.

And at the same time.

In a classroom with a noisy background, in a dark corner where no one noticed.

The unknown person who was temporarily forgotten on the table and hidden in the darkness became restless after hearing that person's name.

As he searched and searched, there seemed to be a small but excited voice coming out.

"Wan Wan? Wan Wan! Sang Wan! Hehehe, I finally found you!"