The whole school is waiting for my confession

Jiang Qingyan arrived in the classroom early in the morning. Monday mornings are always extremely busy, and everyone is immersed in hard work.

And Jiang Qingyan stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom very leisurely amidst the busy surroundings.

Liu Bufan was originally writing hard, watching Jiang Qingyan enter the classroom gracefully, the ringtone became his cool background sound, shaking his head and criticizing: "You also didn't do your homework, how can you escape the punishment of the class rules? ?”

Liu Bufan raised his arms: "This is the blatant double standard!"

"When you reach brother's level, you can do whatever you want." Jiang Qingyan stuffed her bag into the desk, and took out the book calmly.

"Besides, why didn't I do my homework." Jiang Qingyan smashed a stack of papers on the table.

Liu Bufan was taken aback, and reached out to take it: "What's the situation? I've finished all my homework? Lend me to have a look."

Jiang Qingyan patted his hand away: "Tsk, do it yourself."

Liu Bufan looked up and down suspiciously: "You have changed, you have abandoned the organization."

It just so happened that the class representative collected the homework in this row, Jiang Qingyan stopped her class representative who skipped over her as usual, and handed it in confidently.

"Of course, I'm the second grader, don't forget."

The class representative held the paper with a face full of disbelief.

Liu Bufan snatched a test paper from the class representative and copied it, ignoring the angry look on the class representative's face.

While copying, he asked, "This isn't you, why did you start working hard behind my back! Wait, you couldn't, couldn't you have exchanged souls with Baishen... right?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded seriously: "Since you guessed it, then I will have a showdown. I am Bai Juan, and I know all these things by heart." He put down the textbook.

Liu Bufan managed to finish copying and handing in his homework before the class teacher made an inspection: "I said how you released our pigeons last weekend, it turned out to be for study, tsk tsk tsk."

Jiang Qingyan replied: "What kind of games are you playing? Isn't it good to study?"

Liu Bufan was heartbroken, and grabbed Jiang Qingyan's wrist with an expression of embarrassment: "Don't pretend to me, do you think I haven't heard of it? I studied with Baishen on weekends."

"The power of love is really powerful, it can turn the prodigal son back..." Liu Bufan covered his heart, and was so fascinated by the performance that he didn't notice Jiang Qingyan's hint of coughing twice.

The Chinese teacher, Mr. Luo, appeared on Liu Bufan's right side calmly, stared at him dangerously, and patted his shoulder lightly for a long time: "Liu Bufan, whenever you are a prodigal son, turn around and show the teacher."

Liu Bufan fell silent for a moment, and hurriedly pulled out the textbook from the messy drawer.

Teacher Luo stared at his actions suspiciously: "I have time to gossip, but I don't have time to read the text, right? Do you know which lesson you are previewing this morning?"

Liu Bufan peeked at the front table with a look of embarrassment.

"Are you all here to dream?!" The teacher pointed to the door, "Okay, go to the door and stand and read."

The class was quiet for a moment, but at this moment, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help laughing seeing Liu Bufan's unlucky appearance.

His smile added fuel to the flames, and Mr. Luo walked around him with a murderous look on his face.

"Jiang Qingyan, what are you laughing at? It's funny, isn't it?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded truthfully. After handing in the homework, he has more confidence.

Teacher Luo asked, "Do you know which chapter to preview in the morning?"

Without waiting for Jiang Qingyan to turn the book, Teacher Luo shook his head: "You also go out and stand up for me to learn!"

Jiang Qingyan: ...?

The autumn wind was bleak, two teenagers were killed to scare the monkeys, and the loud and clear sound of reading in the second classroom resounded through the corridor.

Jiang Qingyan was originally sitting idle on the empty table by the door, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure at the corner, she immediately jumped off.

He held the book in front of him, and read out with emotion: "Independence and cold autumn, go north on the Xiangjiang River..."

Liu Bufan next to him woke up from a doze, his face full of doubts, and then he understood.

Bai Juan walked slowly from the corridor to here, it seemed that he had just handed in his homework.

Before Bai Juan could speak, Jiang Qingyan didn't have 300 taels of silver here: "I didn't violate the school rules and regulations. The classroom is too warm. I come out to read and feel more refreshed."

Liu Bufan watched him talking nonsense, and blinked in confusion, this... who would believe it?

But if one dares to say it, the other really dares to believe it.

Bai Juan said: "That's right, come on." The weather is cold, and the air conditioner is turned on in the classroom. If there are too many people and the air is not circulating, you will always feel sleepy.

Bai Juan was touched by Jiang Qingyan's learning spirit, but in just one weekend, Jiang Qingyan's spiritual awareness improved again.

After Bai Juan finished speaking, he hurried back to the classroom to read.

Liu Bufan watched the interaction between the two, and gossiped: "I wanted to ask just now, what's the situation? Baishen confessed?"

Jiang Qingyan stared at the book: "What are you thinking about?"

Liu Bufan was not sure: "Then you took the initiative to confess your love?"

Jiang Qingyan: "We are serious friends."

"What the hell? Although you have kissed, ate together every day, and even met your parents, you are just pure good friends?"

Liu Bufan said it right.

Jiang Qingyan's ears were a little hot: "What's the matter, haven't you done all these things with me?"

Liu Bufan hastily separated the relationship: "I have never kissed you before."

"Apparently. Are you sorry?"

Liu Bufan: "No, I don't want to be assassinated by the White God."

Jiang Qingyan chuckled: "Yes, don't even think about it."

The teacher inside saw the two chatting again at the door, and was so angry that he scolded them again, and finally divided the two into the front and back doors as guards.

*

It seemed that something happened, and the three classes gradually reached a consensus.

The key figures in a class can affect the feng shui atmosphere of a class. For example, Jiang Qingyan from the next class can lead their class to be fearless, and the class atmosphere is very lively.

But in class three, the core is Bai Juan, and his gentle wind and light rain gradually spread to the whole class centered on himself, so the class atmosphere is always kind.

But today, the wind and rain became a little more intense.

Bai Juan's deskmate Ma Zhile stared dumbfounded at Bai Juan as if he had injected a few catties of blood, taking notes with a serious expression.

Not to mention that in the morning alone, Bai Juan raised his hand to speak much more frequently than usual.And every time Bai Juan opened his mouth, the conversation between him and the teacher would turn into a bunch of terms they didn't understand in less than half a minute.

Occasionally today, some bold people muster up the courage to interrupt Bai Juan's study state and come to ask questions, and he will be shocked by Bai Juan's unusually concise pointers, and finally frowning and asking "Do you understand?"

It was so cruel, the students shook their heads, only then did they realize how gentle Bai Juan had been to them before.

So everyone whispered, trying to find out the reason.

"It won't be lovelorn."

one person asked.

The sports committee member scratched his head: "Aha? What? My village is connected to the Internet? Baishen has a girlfriend?"

Everyone drove him out of the chat channel: "Don't you know? Beijing's Olympic bid has been successful!"

The sports committee member was very confused, and continued to ask: "Who is so, is it beautiful?"

Gossip has always been the best spice of campus life.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, and gave him a popular science: "The one that Baishen big-eared melon seeds smoked last time."

"Ah, Baishen still has domestic violence... wait, this..." He fell silent.

According to Shen Zhizi's observation, Bai Juan is probably still in the period of unrequited love, and judging from the short relationship with him the morning before yesterday, Jiang Qingyan is also quite nice to Bai Juan...

But seeing Bai Juan's weird state, something must have happened after they left on the weekend.

Could it be that because Jiang Qingyan's cooking was too unpalatable, Bai Juan opened his eyes and decided to give up love in the world?

...Shen Zhizi thought it was very possible.

Sure enough, learning how to cook is a very important thing.

At this time, Bai Juan was immersed in his studies, and he was really determined to win. Seeing Jiang Qingyan start to work hard, Bai Juan always had the feeling that he was not working harder than before, but that he was regressing.

He didn't even go to the cafeteria for lunch, but corrected the wrong questions in his weekend papers.

In order not to disturb everyone's lunch break, he also specially went to the reading room dedicated to self-study on the floor.

There are usually no people in this reading room. It will only be crowded during the exam week. Occasionally, people will hide here to peek at extracurricular books. In short, it is very secluded.

Bai Juan forgot the time while doing it, and there was no clock in the reading room. He was so busy that he didn't return until the bell rang for class, and some notebooks were left there all the time.

Jiang Qingyan also gradually realized that something was wrong, why couldn't see Bai Juan all day today, and couldn't catch anyone during meal time.

Isn't he hiding from himself?

But it doesn't make sense, Jiang Qingyan couldn't think of a reason why Bai Juan didn't want to see her.

Could it be that Bai Juan hoped that he would take the initiative to find him?

He held back for a whole day, and finally went to arrest a class [-] classmate and questioned him before the evening self-study started.

After asking, I found out that Bai Juan had spent the whole day in the reading room.

So Jiang Qingyan also carried a pile of books into the reading room when the evening self-study began.

As soon as he opened the door, the dark night and cold wind outside the house were also swept in, instantly shattering the original tranquility of the room.

In the reading room, Bai Juan had tilted his head to think about something seriously, but was shivered by the cold wind, stopped his pen, raised his eyes slightly and glanced over.

Bai Juan's eyes were emotionless, and the first glance was a little cold.But Jiang Qingyan looked at each other and suddenly felt warm all over.

He raised his hand to say hello: "What a coincidence, you are studying here."

Bai Juan nodded, then looked down at the book with a serious face, but he was thinking in his heart: Jiang Qingyan has already reached the point of working so hard!

Jiang Qingyan sat directly opposite him, but she didn't ask Bai Juan why she avoided her all day, she just followed suit.

When Bai Juan took out any book, Jiang Qingyan opened it; when Bai Juan wrote, he followed suit.

The two became inexplicably cautious with each other, and after sitting for a long while, Jiang Qingyan realized that the air conditioner in the reading room was not turned on.

Bai Juan said: "I'm sleepy after a meeting, don't be too warm."

Jiang Qingyan: ... I was careless.

I just said it casually, and Bai Juan just wrote it down.But seeing Bai Juan shivering slightly from the cold, Jiang Qingyan felt strange.