The whole school is waiting for my confession

Jiang Qingyan made too much movement when she got up, pulling the chair back with a squeak, and the sleepy class felt like a thunderbolt, and the students secretly glanced over in horror.

Jiang Qingyan had already stepped out of the back door with half of her body. Seeing this, she took two steps back and smiled cutely at the teacher.

Just when the bell rang, the political teacher assigned homework out of sight and out of mind, and the class was over.

The second class and the third class are the next class, Jiang Qingyan passed by the door of the third class, slowed down, and searched for that face from the window.

Their class seemed to be in a chemistry class. The teacher was doing an experiment with a small beaker. The students stretched their necks and talked and laughed. The atmosphere was very lively.

And Bai Juan sat in the fifth row of the sixth row. In the crowded place, he looked very thin. He sat upright, focused on his glasses with one hand, and said something to the people around him from time to time.

Sensing his gaze, Bai Juan turned his gaze to the window, and bumped into Jiang Qingyan again.

Jiang Qingyan waved the paper in his hand to him and smiled.

The corners of Bai Juan's mouth sank for an instant, and he said in his heart: "The calamity is here again.

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Those not-so-good misunderstandings immediately came to mind, and he looked back.

Jiang Qingyan thought to himself: "So Bai Juan still wears glasses? But he looks more obedient."

He noticed that Bai Juan's eyes were dodging, and he smiled secretly: now he knows how to be shy.

The teacher in class three had a weak concept of time. After the experiment, he turned around and wrote the formula again. Several students who were in a hurry to go to the bathroom had to sneak out through the back door.

Bai Juan turned his head and saw that Jiang Qingyan had disappeared, so he relaxed and continued to take notes.

The next moment, Bai Juan's shoulders felt hot, and a hand came up.

Jiang Qingyan's slightly smiling voice sounded from behind: "Are you done?"

Bai Juan looked sideways and realized that the table behind had changed, but he bit his lip and pretended not to hear.

The tablemate Ma Zhile was enthusiastic: "Bai Juan, Jiang Qingyan is talking to you."

Bai Juan sighed helplessly: "It's already handed in."

The people in the back row who were aware of the situation also looked over quietly.

Jiang Qingyan seems to have a flamboyant physique, and she can immediately attract the attention of others wherever she goes.

Jiang Qingyan said: "I'm done too, let's go."

Ma Zhile secretly poked and moved his body to this side, trying to hear the whispers of the two.

Bai Juan seemed indifferent: "Class will start soon, don't go."

Jiang Qingyan slapped Ma Zhile to the other side, what's wrong with this classmate, he was too close to the elementary school bully.

The chemistry teacher finished the homework and left the class, leaving only the little time between classes.

Jiang Qingyan pointed to the timetable written on their blackboard, and said, "Isn't your next class a self-study?"

Bai Juan said in his heart: Self-study is also arranged, just like you, you can do whatever you want.

But he said politely: "Well, yes."

"Then let's go." Jiang Qingyan looked enthusiastic.

The few people around who went to the toilet and pretended to throw garbage almost pricked up their ears.

Bai Juan felt that he had to draw a clear line with this person as soon as possible, so he stopped writing, and made eye contact with a few classmates, all of them were gleaming with gossip.

"Wait a minute, don't worry."

Get away from me now.

"It's not because I can't do it, I'm afraid of losing."

Bai Juan didn't pay any attention to such a low-level aggressive method.

Jiang Qingyan seemed to understand something, aware of the unusually quiet atmosphere between classes, he cleared his throat and said:

"Bai Juan and I are just good friends, don't spread rumors anymore." He spoke righteously, and everyone in the third class nodded their heads.

Bai Juan and Jiang Qingyan didn't seem to have anything to do with each other before last week... how come they became good friends.If before, they felt that the photo was an accident, now the students feel: something must be wrong with them.

Bai Juan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Qingyan's ostentatious expression, feeling that the catastrophe was finally understanding, and let him blurt out what he had been thinking about for a long time but didn't say.

Bai Juan even ignored the words "good friend" in the first half of Jiang Qingyan's sentence.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Qingyan grabbed Bai Juan's wrist and walked out involuntarily.

Bai Juan was caught off guard and staggered, being covered by the table, his whole body almost threw himself on it again.But in the eyes of everyone, he reacted quickly, and his body could not help but flexibly save himself.

He held Jiang Qingyan's arm with one hand, raised the other hand high, and swung the paper in the palm of the hand to the other's face, which was a clean slap.

……

For a moment, the air seemed to be dead.

Ma Zhile swallowed nervously, at a loss for this scene, not only him, everyone was at a loss.

Bai Juan lost his temper.

The person who was beaten was Jiang Qingyan.

I don't know which of these two things is more terrifying.

Bai Juan is a well-known good-tempered academic bully, the kind who will write a separate explanation for you if you don't understand a question after explaining it eight times.

Jiang Qingyan, I heard that the black belt in Taekwondo single-handedly defeated ten punks.

Hmm... the students feel as if they are witnessing history.

"Ding dong ding dong——" the class bell rang, shattering the freeze of time and bringing back the sanity of everyone present.

Bai Juan slowly put down the paper in his right hand, thankful that he didn't have a pen in his hand, otherwise, the other party would probably break his skin if he did this.

But the current situation is not optimistic.

Jiang Qingyan seemed to be blinded by the beating, her eyes stared blankly at Bai Juan, half of her face was slightly red from the beating.

Is this an accident?

Except for Bai Juan, no one would think so.His actions just now were too fluent, as if he had lost his temper and vented his anger on the other party.

Jiang Qingyan also asked in her heart during the few seconds of being beaten: "Why did he beat me?"

Normally, he just felt that the other party was desperate, and then retaliated back on the spot.

But just now when Bai Juan beat himself up, his temper was filled with confusion before he got up.

What did you just do to make him angry?

One day, Young Master Jiang will take the initiative to find the reason on himself.

What did I just do to pull him?

No, is it because he said "Bai Juan and I are just good friends"

Ah, Jiang Qingyan looked at Bai Juan with complicated eyes.

Why is he so sensitive?Bai Juan also... likes me a little too much.

The brain circuits of the surrounding students and Jiang Qingyan coincided.

So Dang Bai Juan took the initiative and said, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Qingyan was considerate: "It's okay, I can understand."

Bai Juan asked back: "Really...it's okay?" Jiang Qingyan didn't look like the one with a good temper, he was ready to be beaten back immediately.

Through the glasses, Bai Juan's eyes looked cleaner, and Jiang Qingyan's heart was softened by the cowardly and nervous voice.

"It's okay, let's go."

Bai Juan was dragged away in a daze.

As soon as the two of them left, the classroom was filled with jubilation, and the students were chatting in a hurry. It was rare to be the first-line crowd to eat melons, so exciting!

The people who were still skeptical at noon were convinced now, after all, the slap was so real - they accidentally discovered Xueshen's unknown violent side.

Jiang Qingyan went upstairs and said, "It's quite heavy."

Bai Juan felt a little guilty: "I didn't do it on purpose."

"It wasn't intentional, was it subconscious?"

Bai Juan nodded solemnly.

Jiang Qingyan just said it casually, but she didn't expect to be answered so seriously by the other party.

Subconsciously want to hit me?Looking at Bai Juan's reaction, he almost thought that the next moment, the other party would formally confess his love to him.

If Bai Juan really wants to confess his love to me, what should he do?Jiang Qingyan was tickled by this thought.It's not that he hasn't been confessed before, but this time there is some expectation mixed inexplicably.

"Jiang Qingyan!" Bai Juan said.

"Huh?" Jiang Qingyan looked at Bai Juan's reddish mouth.

"It's the office, where are you going?"

Jiang Qingyan withdrew her endless thoughts, went down the stairs, turned around and followed into the office.

In the office, Teacher Chen was a little surprised to see the two appearing at the same time.

"You two have a good relationship."

Jiang Qingyan: "Well, the mutual attraction between top students."

Teacher Chen took the test paper: "What attracts each other? If you have nothing to do, learn more from Bai Juan. The review is very good, why don't you know how to do it?"

Jiang Qingyan: "I'm learning, I'm learning, don't I have to hand in my homework?"

"What about the other subjects? Don't think that if you pass these two exams, you will relax your requirements. If you don't make progress, you will regress!" Teacher Chen said earnestly.

Jiang Qingyan patted Bai Juan: "I am improving? So classmate Bai will be unhappy."

Bai Juan was irritated again by Jiang Qingyan's inexplicable self-confidence.

"Teacher, is my paper corrected?"

"Yeah." Teacher Chen took out the paper, with a clean red tick all over his face, which was very pleasing to the eye.

"It's just that there are some minor problems in these two places, and I'll mark them out for you."

Teacher Chen started correcting Jiang Qingyan's homework again: "Correct, correct, correct..."

While looking at his own paper, Bai Juan paid a third of his attention to Jiang Qingyan's paper.

His way of doing that question is different from his own, and his method seems to be a little easier.

Bai Juan frowned.

Yes, the teacher is right, no progress is equivalent to regress.

Teacher Chen turned over the test paper and changed to the last question, but found it was blank: "Can't do it?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "No, it's too difficult."

Teacher Chen: "Are you aware of your shortcomings? Then study hard. There is still a lot of distance between you and the perfect score."

Jiang Qingyan looked at the score of 140 on her paper and sighed, "Oh, I lost, and I lost to Bai Juan again."

Bai Juan's expression was not happy.

Teacher Chen was about to explain the idea of ​​explaining the problem to Jiang Qingyan, but was interrupted by the latter: "Let me think about it myself."

He gestured to sit down at the empty desk beside him.

Bai Juan immediately asked the teacher about the topic, Bai Juan took notes seriously, and then went out with the corrected homework.

Jiang Qingyan finished answering the question in twos and twos, and then chased him out.

"What do you want for dinner?"

Bai Juan asked: "What's wrong?"

"I lost, I have to treat you to dinner."

Jiang Qingyan wanted to help with homework, but Bai Juan avoided her.

Seeing him smiling as if he had won the competition, Bai Juan was speechless for a while, and then realized the childishness of the bet.

After all, I did offend someone just now, so I can't pretend it didn't happen just because the other party didn't pursue it: "Forget it, let me treat you."

Jiang Qingyan's heart was beating violently, looking at the other party, her mind was full of thoughts: Bai Juan, please stop your provocative behavior immediately.