Love Rival is so cute [Rebirth GL]

Yang Zixi has always been looking forward to it, hoping that the head teacher can take the initiative to mention the matter of changing seats, so that he does not have to face Yan Haiqing every day.

It's a pity that the voice of the heart has not been answered. It is said that this seat will be maintained until after the first midterm exam.

Yang Zixi had no choice but to use cold violence - it was normal to treat other people, except Yan Haiqing.

The [-]th line was always there, Yang Zixi didn't wipe it, but Yan Haiqing really never crossed the line.

One day, after taking a nap on the table, Yang Zixi found that his elbow was pressing on the [-]th line, occupying half of the line.She raised her elbow and saw that her skin was covered with white rice pen dust, and the boundaries of the [-]th line on the table became very unclear, the edges were fuzzy, and a long section disappeared in the middle, as if It's like saying that the gates of the city are wide open to welcome you.

Yang Zixi said "tsk" silently, thinking that the part that disappeared was probably on his arm.

She quietly looked to the other side, Yan Haiqing hugged her arms tightly, with the back of her head facing her, wondering if she fell asleep.

Yang Zixi got up to go to the toilet, and washed off the ashes of the rice pen on his arm by the way.When I came back, I passed by the desk and brought back a rice pen by the way.She erased the original [-]th line and drew a new one in place.

The meter pen rubbed against the desk, making a rustling sound.Since solid sound transmission is better than air, Yang Zixi was always worried about waking Yan Haiqing up when drawing the line.But luckily, Yan Haiqing kept that posture and didn't move a bit.

After re-drawing the line, Yang Zixi put the rice pen into the belly of the table, and then lay down on the table to rest.

If the [-]th line is gone in the future, this meter pen can still be used next time.

Communication in high school largely depends on the seat, and it is easiest to develop revolutionary friendship at the same table and at the front and rear tables.However, the ecological environment of these two rows of Yang Zixi is relatively special. Chang Yi does not talk to Du Yu, and Yang Zixi does not talk to Yan Haiqing. Naturally, Du Yu and Yan Haiqing have a good relationship.

The two often discussed topics, and they always checked each other's recitation tasks in Chinese class. It took only one month to exchange teaching aids.

When the other two were already in a group, Chang Yi tried to build a good relationship with Yang Zixi.After class, she called Yang Zixi to go to the bathroom together: "Yang Zixi, are you going to the bathroom?"

Yang Zixi raised his head and said, "No."

Chang Yi stood up and saw a fashion magazine that Yang Zixi was concentrating on watching spread out on the table. He frowned in distaste and said, "Yang Zixi, don't read this kind of magazine, it's better to do the quizzes."

Yang Zixi felt baffled, and asked: "I'll do the paper later, what's wrong with this magazine, I'll learn how to match it."

Chang Yi pointed to the topic of swimwear and said, "You can't wear this kind of clothes anyway, and you don't go swimming."

Yang Zixi didn't bother to talk to Chang Yi, and said, "Go to the toilet quickly, class is coming soon."

Chang Yi left angrily, not understanding Yang Zixi.

After Chang Yi left, Du Yu glanced back at Yang Zixi's table, and whispered, "What kind is it?"

Yang Zixi lifted the magazine up a bit and showed it to Du Yu.In the front and rear rows, the only one she was willing to show good looks to was Du Yu.Yang Zixi asked, "Do you want to see it?"

Du Yu blushed in an instant, maybe a model with beautiful breasts and white legs was too exciting for him.He blushed and faltered for a long time, and said, "You show Yan Haiqing, I won't read this..."

Yang Zixi looked at Yan Haiqing, who was immersed in the problem, as if he hadn't heard the conversation at all.Yang Zixi stuffed the magazine into Du Yu's hand, and said, "I've finished reading it, you can read it. --Put it away quickly, Chang Yi is back from going to the bathroom."

Du Yu put the magazine into the table in a panic. Chang Yi happened to come back and asked suspiciously, "Du Yu, what are you doing?"

Du Yu shook his head.Just when Yang Zixi clicked his tongue and took out a copy of "Duke Zhou Interpreting Dreams" to read, Du Yu leaned over and asked, "Why are you reading this?"

"I'm having a nightmare, take a look." Yang Zixi said.

"Then don't read this," Chang Yi said, "Look at Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams", professional."

Du Yu is still young, and his knowledge is not so wide. Hearing this, he showed a very admiring expression and said, "You are so amazing!"

Chang Yi smiled and said, "Floyd is an expert in psychology, and talking about dreams must make more sense than this."

Yang Zixi is at a loss for words. Although she is just a scumbag college student who has studied philosophy for four years, Freud still wants to read it, and... what the hell is Freud?Chang Yi probably only read the words "interpretation of dreams"...

But as a mature adult, Yang Zixi didn't intend to expose this point, who didn't pretend to make a few mistakes when he was young?

But Yan Haiqing's weak voice came from the side: "It's Freud..."

Chang Yi was taken aback: "What?"

Yan Haiqing's voice was a little louder, and he said firmly: "It's Freud, not Freud."

Chang Yi's expression changed immediately, and he said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!" She wanted to say something more, but the class bell rang, so she had to sit down angrily.

Du Yu also turned around, and after a while passed a note to Yan Haiqing, writing: [Is it Freud or Freud?I’ve never heard of it, you’re all so amazing...] Yan Haiqing was actually not sure, after seeing the note, he muttered to himself: "Is it Freud, I remember it seems to be..."

Seeing this series of incidents, Yang Zixi just wanted to laugh, what are these things, children are too cute.

So when Yan Haiqing doubted himself, Yang Zixi calmly added: "Floyd."

Yang Zixi didn't look at Yan Haiqing when she said this, she seemed to be talking to herself, and she even turned a page of Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams.

Yan Haiqing was taken aback, and when he heard Yang Zixi say this, he was convinced that what he said was correct.

She didn't know why, but subconsciously felt that although Yang Zixi didn't talk to her, judging by his usual behavior, it seemed... quite trustworthy.

So Yan Haiqing replied to Du Yu without hesitation: [It must be Freud, trust me. 】In fact, it is Xin Yang Zixi.