Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

The little girls jumped up the topic quickly, and within a few minutes they began to discuss the brand of the floral skirt worn by a certain class flower yesterday, and which dessert shop they went to eat on the weekend.

Meng Xi came back to his senses, took the packaged seafood fried rice from the boss, turned around and walked towards the school.

The noon sun was hot and poisonous, and I was covered in sweat after walking around outside.Fortunately, there is an air conditioner in the classroom, which happens to be installed at the back door. The cool wind blows out from the fan blades, hitting the scorching skin, bringing a bit of brisk coolness.

Song Huai hadn't come back yet, and Meng Xi enjoyed the best position of blowing the air conditioner all by himself, and the icy wind blown away three points of his dry body.

He had just opened the box of seafood fried rice when he suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.

"?"

Meng Xi paused, subconsciously pressed down the brim of his hat that was slightly sweaty, and turned his head to look, it turned out that the squad leader was calling him.

The squad leader is called Chi Hui, born in April, a proper Taurus.He is not tall, honest and stable, and has a sense of responsibility. He has very good friends and can get along well with anyone.

In the class, his overall score is not considered top, he belongs to a good student who is not very smart but willing to work hard.

Meng Xi and he were not in the same class before, and the two were not familiar with each other, but they had heard each other's names.

He glanced at it and saw that the class monitor was holding a stack of thick handouts in his hand, which looked like the in-class test papers he had just brought back from the math teacher.

"I was still looking for you just now." Chi Hui smiled at him, "The head teacher asked you to go to his office now."

Calling him over now is probably to preach.

I haven't even had a bite of this meal yet.

Meng Xi sighed silently, closed the lunch box, and prepared to eat when he came back.

When he turned around, Chi Hui stood behind him and hadn't left.

"...By the way, there is one more thing."

Chi Hui was still organizing his speech, but seeing that he had turned around, he could only say, "You didn't do exercises during the big break today, and it happened to be called by the Disciplinary Committee. But I have crossed out your name, but this afternoon's But don’t forget it again, or you won’t get back your attendance points.”

Their class has a self-contained attendance system. Points will be deducted for not doing exercises, and points will be deducted for being late and absent from class. In contrast to the penalty, points will be added for answering questions in class, and the test scores will be converted into corresponding points and added.

At the end of the month, the squad leader will make a count, and those whose attendance scores are below the passing line will be fined to do manual labor, such as sweeping the street, moving buckets, or taking out garbage and other dirty work.

"No need." Meng Xi fastened his baseball cap tightly, not caring, "Do it as you want, and remember the morning one."

Chi Hui was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

When he regained consciousness, Meng Xi had already walked out of the classroom, leaving only a black, tall and thin back.

·

The head teacher's office is a corridor away from the classroom.Meng Xi arrived at the door in three steps and two steps, and was about to knock on the door to enter, when he suddenly heard faint voices from inside.

"Song Huai, what are you going to do?"

This is the voice of Zhao Qianqian, the math teacher in their class.

He subconsciously stopped knocking on the door.

The person in front of him didn't answer, Zhao Qianqian continued: "You have also seen Song Huai's report card in City No. [-] Middle School. This child is born to study. It is too wasteful to sit in the last row with Meng Xi now."

There was a hint of sadness in her tone, like a vegetable farmer who found out that the pig had stalked his own cabbage.

Meng Xi couldn't help curling his lips.

"I know, I haven't considered these concerns of yours."

The class teacher Tang De finally spoke, "At first, I wanted Song Huai and ordinary students to sit in a circle, so as to better separate the poor and form a good atmosphere."

Zhao Qianqian nodded.

She thought so too.

"But over the past few days, you've also seen that Song Huai doesn't like socializing."

Tang De sighed, "This kid is cold-tempered, and I can't see him having any friends on weekdays. If it weren't for the school rules not allowing it, I think he would like to put a note on his face that strangers should not get close to. Even if I arrange him to be with top students, ordinary students Sitting with students, with his temper, can he bring the students up?"

"Is it important? High school students should focus on learning."

Zhao Qianqian had a big opinion on Meng Xi, "Besides, it's much better than him sitting with the gangsters, but don't bring good students down. I think that Meng Xi just won't change, you should give them Change to another tablemate."

"...Let's talk about it later." Tang De said vaguely, "We will rearrange the positions after the preliminary examination is over, and it will not be a few days away."

The test of the bottom line, isn't that next week?

Meng Xi's heart sank.

He knocked on the door, and the two teachers heard the movement, and the conversation was over.

The head teacher called him over this time, not to train him.

Comrade Meng Jianguo called Tang De this morning, saying that he wanted to apply for a check-out, and their parents would accompany him to study outside the school.

Considering that it still depends on the student's own opinion, Tang De wanted to bring Meng Xi over to ask him what he thought.

"No need." Meng Xi didn't expect his father to want to kill him first, so he simply refused, "I'll tell him about it."

The head teacher was not surprised either.

Just finished eating at noon, and the air conditioner was blowing again, Tang De's anger plummeted, so he grabbed Meng Xi and babbled a lot of chicken soup for the soul in a friendly manner.

Meng Xi went in one ear and out the other, and put his two hands under the table to pick his nails, listening absent-mindedly. When Tang De was exhausted, he was finally let go.

Back in the classroom, Song Huai hadn't come back yet.

Meng Xi recalled what the head teacher said, and felt very heavy for a moment.

If it's left in the past, just change the seat, anyway, I'm used to sitting alone.But the key is that the class happens to be even-numbered, so it's impossible to 'isolate' him and go out alone, and then we'll have to run in with our new deskmate...

He absently opened the takeaway seafood fried rice, and after eating half a bowl, he suddenly realized that the originally hot fried rice had been blown completely cold by the air conditioner, and he could no longer taste the tempting aroma when it was just out of the pan.

·

Meng Xi skipped his evening self-study again.

At this time, all the students were in the classroom, and he boldly went to the library wearing a mask and changing clothes.

Before entering the door, he was stopped by the administrator.

No wonder, he was wearing a white T inside, but a navy blue jacket outside.

Very gimmicky.

It looks like a peacock from a distance.

The uncle questioned him for 5 minutes, checked his student ID card carefully, and made sure that he was a student of our school before letting him in.

Meng Xi borrowed a book of English vocabulary for the college entrance examination.

After registering in the library, he returned to the dormitory, pushed away all the sundries on the desk, and created a temporarily good and focused environment for reading.

After cleaning the desk, he seriously took out a blank notebook, then opened the first page, and began to write silently from top to bottom.

abandon.

give up.

abandon, aban...

An hour later, Meng Xi tilted his head and subconsciously wiped off his saliva. Suddenly, he heard a low bell ringing, which was quickly cut off, followed by the sound of soft footsteps gradually going away.

Surrounded by silence, Meng Xi was startled awake by the slight movement, opened his eyes in a daze, and checked the time, it was [-]:[-].

It's already evening self-study.

He slept for an hour, the first page of the vocabulary book hadn't been turned yet, the turquoise print abandoned was full of ridicule.

Meng Xi: "..."

Suddenly, a vague sound drifted in from the window sill of the dormitory.

He looked back subconsciously, and saw that the sky was gradually turning black, and under the incandescent light, a man in white short sleeves was standing on a small balcony not far from him, talking on the phone.

The man's back was tall and straight, inexplicably familiar.

Meng Xi raised his eyebrows.

The window was not closed, and the sound came in through the wide slit, and together with the wind, it fell into his ears clearly.

"Don't apologize to me."

Song Huai's voice was very cold, as if coated with a layer of cold moonlight, "Please don't bother me again in the future, your behavior will only bring me trouble."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Meng Xi immediately thought of the rumor about Song Huai that he overheard not long ago.

Could it be true?

If it is true, then no wonder you have to transfer schools.It must be an extremely humiliating experience for a school god whose life is going well, for a girl to faint after being hugged.

He was thoughtful, and saw Song Huai switch his phone back to airplane mode, put it in his pocket, and watched the ghostly swaying tree shadows in the distance for a while.

After a while, the white shadow moved slightly, as if about to turn around.

Alarm bells rang in Meng Xi's mind, he quickly got down on the ground, his eyelids were relaxed, his mouth was slightly opened, and his breathing was slow.

It looks like a useless scumbag who learned to fall asleep.

Song Huai unscrewed the doorknob, the sound of the door closing creaking and the sound of footsteps followed one after another, followed by the sound of the bench being gently dragged on the tiles——

He sat down at the desk.

The desks of the two are connected together, and physical contact will occur if they are not careful.

Now Meng Xi finally couldn't pretend anymore, he lay down on the table for a while counting, then naturally opened his eyes, rubbed his arms and yawned.

This point happened to be his usual bathing time. Meng Xi pushed the things on the table aside, stood up to get the toiletries in the closet above his head, and just took a step back with his left foot, and instantly felt a subtle imbalance.

Wait, this feeling——

Meng Xi completely forgot that after sleeping on the table for so long, he would inevitably lose his balance when he stood up again.

He staggered, his body tilted to one side uncontrollably, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Song Huai sitting at the desk, wearing a short sleeve, revealing a section of cold white skin, and holding a glass in his slender hand.

Day...according to this trajectory, wouldn't he fall into Song Huai's arms? ? ?

The key table was clean and tidy up just now, there was nothing that could make him stop and hold on!

"Song—!"

As soon as he yelled a word in desperation, Song Huai suddenly stood up, retreated towards the surrounding wall, and completely separated from the bench.

The speed is unimaginable.

"?!"

Losing this large obstacle, without any surprise, Meng Xi slammed his face against the stool.

……Grass.

He couldn't help swearing, and sat up on the table dizzily after a while, when he looked up, he suddenly realized:

His good deskmate was still holding the glass steadily in his hand.

"Walk carefully."

Song Huai glanced at him indifferently, and walked away holding the cup after speaking.