Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

As soon as Lao Yang's words fell, the class was as lively as if a pot had exploded. The students began to whisper to each other, their faces were full of excitement, and their hearts were twitching.

Changing seats seems simple, but everyone has some unpredictable and unspeakable thoughts.

Those who have a crush will naturally find ways to get together with the person they like, and those who have a strong relationship also want to sit together.Some students with good grades want to sit with those with good grades and compete with each other; but some students like to compete with those with lower grades than themselves, which gives them a sense of accomplishment.

There are also some poor students who are not tall. They only hope that the teacher can arrange him in the last row so that they can sleep in a corner.

Fifty or so students can produce hundreds of small thoughts.

Gu Jiayang said to Li Xue with a smile all over his face: "Xue, let's stay at the same table!"

Li Xuebai gave him a look: "Don't call it that, it's a bit disgusting. Don't you want to hang out with the monitor, why don't you sit next to the monitor."

Gu Jiayang gesticulated above his head with his hand, "The squad leader is so much taller than me, what do you think..."

Hearing that he was going to change seats, Xie Yao thought about it. He turned his head and glanced at the window, and found that Yan Zhou had returned at some point, and was still sleeping in the classic posture.

Yan Zhou's deskmate had already run out of his seat, agitated and flirting, and couldn't wait to get rid of the cold-faced devil beside him, after all, every day was a day when he was afraid of being beaten.

Xie Yao thought to himself, if he could be at the same table, it would be more convenient for him to persuasion, and he could educate Yan Zhou with no, hole, no, no.

Although he doesn't have any self-confidence at all... After all, this uncle is quite difficult to deal with.

Lao Yang clapped his hands, made a silent movement, and signaled the students running around in the back row to return to their seats.

"Be quiet, this is the end of the discussion about changing seats. If anyone has negotiated privately to be the same table after school, you can report to the monitor. Okay, now everyone take out the exercise book, let's talk about it Yesterday's homework."

Xie Yao noticed that the phone vibrated, and after looking at it, he found that it was Gu Jiayang who was discussing changing seats in the small group.

Gu Jiayang: Is it true that you can discuss with the teacher who you want to be at the same table with?

Gu Jiayang: I don't believe it...

Gu Jiayang: Is this really not a reverse operation?

Li Xue: It makes sense for you to remind me like this!Does Lao Yang actually want to investigate who has a good relationship with whom!

Zhao Jin: Grass!I used to use this method to catch a wave of puppy love. Do you believe it?

Zhao Jin: As long as the man fills in the woman's name, and the woman fills in the man's name, they will all be called to the office for an interview!The original pairs of mandarin ducks in our class were all torn apart!

Xie Yao couldn't help but feel deeply about the depth of the head teacher's routine.

In the senior three class he was in, the seats were arranged directly according to his grades, and then he was slightly adjusted according to his height, so there were so many moths.

Xie Yao: But I think Lao Yang is quite honest, so he shouldn't be so coquettish?

Li Xue: Oh...not sure.

Zhao Jin: I also think Lao Yang would not do that.Monitor, why don't you go to test after class?

Xie Yao: Okay, stop playing with your phone and go to class first.

Xie Yao said "Don't play with your phone", but his hands were untangling the tangled headphone cable under the table.

He put the earphones into one ear, leaned on the table to listen to the music, and couldn't help feeling that it was really cool to sit in the last row, as long as the taller person in front could block him.

After class, a small circle of students gathered around Xie Yao to register their names. Xie Yao rummaged for a long time and found a piece of draft paper, then glanced at Yan Zhou, then took out something from his schoolbag and stuffed it into the pocket.

"I put my paper here, if anyone of you wants to register, just write it on it."

"Alright~" Several students happily came together to fill in the information.

He went out to use the bathroom, and when he came back, he found that Yan Zhou had already woken up, sitting on a chair in a daze, his slender eyes were stained red.

Seeing that his deskmate was still lying motionless on the table, Xie Yao waved to him in the corridor through the window and said hello.

"Hey, wake up."

"Is something wrong?"

Yan Zhou's voice was still a little hoarse, like a stalled ship stranded on the beach.

Xie Yao tossed the things in his pocket lightly, Yan Zhou raised his eyes slightly, and caught them as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Scar removal, I have used it before, and it is very useful."

Yan Zhou glanced at the packing box, put the things back on the window sill, and said without looking at Xie Yao, "Don't bother."

Xie Yao had already guessed Yan Zhou's attitude, tapped his knuckles on the box of a tube of medicine, and said calmly: "Just treat it as last week's food expenses? I can't eat plain rice, right? It’s expensive, and I guess it’s not enough to pay for food.”

Yan Zhou still had no expression on his face, and said lightly: "I've already poisoned you, can you still pay for the food?"

Xie Yao: ...Listen, are you speaking human words?

Today is another ordinary day where I want to beat up a certain uncle every day.

"Squad leader? What are you doing here?"

Xie Yao turned his head to look at the person who was talking to him, and found that it was Chen Ning, the flower of their class.

Although it hasn't been long since the start of school, the classmates in the class have been secretly criticizing the class flower in private very early. Chen Ning was quite famous in the first year of high school, with good grades and good looks. flower position.

Xie Yao half-jokingly said, "Communicate your feelings with your classmates."

It is true to communicate feelings, but it seems that the car has overturned.

"Changing seats this time, monitor, can I be at the same table with you?" Chen Ning asked generously.

"Huh?" Xie Yao was not familiar with Chen Ning, so he asked doubtfully, "Can I ask the reason?"

Chen Ning blinked: "Squad leader, you are the first in the grade. Being at the same table with you will definitely improve my grades, and it will be convenient for me to ask questions I don't know. I want to find a deskmate who can urge me to study."

A few boys beside Chen Ning leaned over to listen and wailed: "Oh, what hinders me from being at the same table with Ban Hua is my grades!"

"The three mountains of the people, achievement, achievement, achievement!"

"I'm so envious of the monitor..."

Chen Ning added: "Squad leader, I have seen your grades. You are very good in science, and I am good in liberal arts. It is just right for us to be at the same table. We are very complementary and can make progress together..."

Xie Yao scratched his hair and leaned his back against the wall, a little confused: "I think we might not be suitable."

Passing by a few female students from the next class in the corridor, they only heard the words "we are not suitable", and they glanced at Xie Yao ghostly, with gossip written all over their faces.

"Where is it inappropriate?"

Xie Yao said sincerely: "The height is not suitable."

Chen Ning, who had a golden ratio, showed disbelief in her eyes. Before she had time to say anything, Xie Yao added another sentence.

"You're a little short."

Chen Ning: "..."

The boys standing by the side of the class were crazily complaining in their hearts, what kind of straight male comments are these!

Yan Zhou stretched his arms and listened idly to a few people by the window, his gaze fell on the table.

The afternoon sun shone on Xie Yao from the window, and a slender and well-proportioned figure fell on the table, shaking slightly, covering Yan Zhou's wrist bones from time to time.

Yan Zhou lowered his eyes, staring at the small shadow on his wrist, and suddenly felt the texture of feathers falling on his skin.

Xie Yao returned to his desk and found that a small pile of names had been written on it, one by one.

This fucking feels like a mate.

"Squad leader, I'm still at the same table as Li Xue, please help me write. By the way, can you arrange the front and back tables? It would be fine if you continue to sit behind me."

Xie Yao smiled: "It's not like buying two and getting one free, or you can go and bargain with Lao Yang?"

Li Xue said helplessly: "I still don't know whether Lao Yang is operating forward or reverse..."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the window, and a classmate hurried in, leaned against the window and shouted, "Yan Zhou! Your mother is in the office! Lao Yang called you over."

Xie Yao was looking at a contest question that Hou Junjie sent him, and almost heard it vaguely as "Yan Zhou, your mother is calling you home for dinner". He turned his head and looked at the window, only to see Yan Zhou suddenly He raised his head, put his hands on the window sill, and quickly went out through the window.

Why did Yan Zhou's mother come to school?When Lao Yang called him before, he said that his mother could not reach Yan Zhou.

So did you directly find someone to find the school?

Xie Yao pinched the bridge of his nose, paused the pen in his hand, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.He put down his pen, leaned on the back of the chair for a while, and then decided to go to Lao Yang's office.

This tutor is so terrible that he can't help but eat carrots and worry about it every day.

Before he entered Lao Yang's office, he saw a middle-aged woman walking out from a distance, wearing a light blue dress, with a slender and slim figure.

The atmosphere in the office was almost stagnant. Xie Yao glanced at Yan Zhou and found that he was not in a good mood.

The hat was pressed down very low, the brows were slightly frowned, and the breath on his body was colder than the air-conditioning wind, and ice balls were falling down.

"Teacher, the information about changing seats has been collected." Xie Yao handed over the paper.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, monitor."

Lao Yang glanced at the list and asked, "Don't you have the tablemate you want to find?"

Xie Yao originally wanted to say something to Lao Yang about being helpful and helping the students in the class improve their grades, and then abducted Yan Zhou along the way, so that he could sit next to Yan Zhou logically.

But now that Yan Zhou himself was in the office, he couldn't bear to say this no matter what.

Just look at this Uncle Yan, every time you talk to him, do you talk about people...

Xie Yao sullenly said, "I can do anything."

Lao Yang nodded, then asked Yan Zhou: "Where's your boy? Do you have any ideas?"

Yan Zhou froze slightly, and said a word indifferently.

"Can I not have a deskmate?"