The whole school is waiting for my confession

Today, Monday, is the tenth day of the winter vacation, and it is also the first day of Bai Juan's return to school to make up lessons.

The make-up class will be held in the empty classroom on the fourth floor. According to the message sent by the teacher the day before, Bai Juan is divided into class 2, and the classroom is also in the second room.

After dinner yesterday, Jiang Qingyan and Bai Juan received the message at the same time, and the content of the message was exactly the same.

Jiang Qingyan immediately decided to go out with Bai Juan the next day. Although Bai Juan agreed, he went out 10 minutes earlier than usual this morning.

And when Bai Juan stepped into the empty campus, only the sound of Bai Juan's footsteps could be heard in the silent corridor, step by step, he walked towards the classroom.

Frankly, this feeling is not annoying.

Bai Juan enjoys the time that only belongs to him, and feels that a new day is slowly rising with the sun, and he stands at the starting point of dominating this day.

This is a hopeful time.

The fresh air with the aroma of plum blossoms moistens the lungs, exhales lightly and disperses in the mist, drifting farther and farther away with the sweet fragrance of tofu.

Bai Juan was holding things in both hands, hesitating for a moment, biting the last bean paste bun, and then he freed his right hand to gently twist the doorknob.The bun was not small, Bai Juan raised his face slightly, and saw a familiar face through the folds of the bun.

——Jiang Qingyan sat in the middle and drank soy milk.

Bai Juan paused his steps, clenched his teeth, and the whole bun almost fell off.

Jiang Qingyan looked at Bai Juan with a smile, without surprise in his eyes, he glanced at his watch: "You came so early." Jiang Qingyan laughed again.

Bai Juan felt more and more embarrassed, and nodded stiffly.

This classroom is usually only used as an examination room, and now it still maintains a one-person-one-table style. Jiang Qingyan didn't mention why Bai Juan didn't go out at the appointed time, and Bai Juan didn't ask Jiang Qingyan why he was earlier than himself.

Neither of them spoke, only the buzzing air conditioner and the little red alarm clock on the podium sang in harmony.

Bai Juan hurriedly put the things on an empty table, and then freed his mouth.

"Bean paste stuffing?"

Jiang Qingyan didn't turn her face away when she spoke.

Bai Juan said, "Yes."

Jiang Qingyan asked again: "Brown sugar tofu flower? Why is it so sweet now, isn't it greasy?"

Bai Juan snorted, but didn't answer.

Bai Juan moved his seat to the far right.Bai Juan likes to sit in this position the most. The position next to the corridor can get the sun and the air is good.

There were three tables between Jiang Qingyan and him, whether it was far or close.

After a moment of silence, the door came again. A round-faced man opened the door and came in, his eyes shining brightly: "Good morning, you two top students! It's a great honor to be assigned to the same class. I, Feng Guanghao, will take care of you in the future!"

This kind of enthusiasm rushed over violently, but was softly blocked by two ice walls.

Jiang Qingyan didn't know him, so he just replied casually: "Hello."

Bai Juan is not enthusiastic either: "Hello."

Feng Guanghao's joy remained undiminished, and he sat between the two without any insight, and looked around complacently: the one on the right was the first in grade, and the one on the left was second in grade. Although he fell to No.10 this time, such a configuration , In the future, it will be difficult for me not to improve my grades.

In the silence, Feng Guanghao plucked up the courage to greet Jiang Qingyan: "Hey, Brother Jiang, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Qingyan turned her face slightly, revealing the cold lines of her profile: "Who?"

"Me! From the sixth class before, we shook hands in the last exam!"

Jiang Qingyan nodded: "Oh - who is it?"

Jiang Qingyan really doesn't remember such a thing, not to mention this person's overly enthusiastic smile, coupled with such an ignorant style, Jiang Qingyan doesn't even want to know him.

Feng Guanghao was also stubborn, he insisted on sticking his head in front of the firecracker: "How could I not remember? After shaking hands with you, I got second in the exam later!"

Jiang Qingyan chuckled, feeling that the second is really worthless, I feel like I just grab one when I go out and wander around.

In the room is a two-thirds probability.

"Congratulations." Jiang Qingyan was still concise.

"Haha." Bai Juan on the other side was inexplicably poked into laughter by this conversation.

Seeing this, Feng Guanghao quickly turned around, ready to introduce himself to Bai Juan straight to the point, but was stopped by the latter: "I remember who you are."

There were almost tears in Feng Guanghao's eyes: "Really?"

Jiang Qingyan answered: "That can be fake? Bai Juan has a better brain than me, right?" Jiang Qingyan put her hand on Feng Guanghao's shoulder.

Feng Guanghao felt a murderous aura condensed into a knife against his throat as if it had substance, and his desire to survive was revived: How could they let them quarrel because of him!

So he tried to control the situation: "We are all classmates, so talk about it if you have something to say."

After this sentence came out, these two people were classified as the one who didn't talk well.

On the contrary, the atmosphere became even more strange. The tense momentum seemed to return to the time when the two first met.

Jiang Qingyan passed him, turned the chair in front of Bai Juan, and sat down: "I have a very good relationship with him."

"Right?" Jiang Qingyan raised her chin at Bai Juan, and smiled with a row of neat teeth.

Bai Juan didn't answer, Feng Guanghao, as one of the few living creatures in this room who could breathe, had to give face, it's very important to have a good relationship on the first day.

"Of course, I heard that Bai Juan likes you very much."

Bai Juan almost choked on this tofu flower.

Which pot does not open and which pot is lifted, Bai Juan has no affection for this classmate Feng, and squeezes out a word between his teeth: "Rumor, pass it on."

Jiang Qingyan held her face together: "That's right, I really like it now."

A few more people came in while talking, and Bai Juan swallowed the reprimand he was about to blurt out.

Everyone is familiar with each other. Bai Juan looks impressed, but he can't call out his name. Perhaps Bai Juan's face is too unattainable. All the students who came in just said hello , and then there is no post.

Instead, they sat in a group and started chatting, Bai Juan had nothing to do and had to do the questions.

One person said: "I just got my flight ticket to Nanshi refunded, and this make-up class has completely ruined my travel plans!"

Another person also sighed: "Yeah, our family has gone out to play, and it's just me and our dog living together."

"Who doesn't know that you stepped on shit in the final exam, just have fun secretly now." One person said to the girl who complained first, "Now you are still pretending to be serious, look at who is like you and does the questions as soon as they come .”

When the girl was said so, her cheeks were flushed, she closed her winter vacation homework, looked around, and finally saw someone who was also buried in writing.

"Then there is one." She snorted angrily.

Following her finger, the students in this direction turned sideways one after another, giving way to a straight line.

Bai Juan, who was innocently cueed, was stared at and slowly put down his pen.

"what happened?"

"Hahaha is a white god, reasonable!" the boy said haha.

Bai Juan didn't know what to say, so he nodded slightly and continued to write.

Interrupted by such an episode, many people also took out their books and began to write and draw.

Jiang Qingyan hadn't moved his seat since just now, and just sat in front of Bai Juan all the time. He was tall and burly, completely covering Bai Juan's sight in front of him.

Jiang Qingyan turned around and glanced at the focused Bai Juan, and then at the students who were mobilized one after another, feeling that the days ahead should not be comfortable.

As soon as Jiang Qingyan's former classmate entered the door, Jiang Qingyan waved excitedly: "Brother Yan came early!"

Jiang Qingyan waved his hand, and the latter immediately took all of Jiang Qingyan's outfits from the original seat - a pen and a draft pad.

It's hard even if you try to pretend...

But Jiang Qingyan really didn't think about pretending, and immediately swiped her phone.

As soon as the class bell rang, everyone sat down and waited for the teacher to come. After a while, he heard his voice before seeing him—the sound of high heels.

The next moment, Teacher Dong walked into the classroom holding the book with his head held high. Seeing the crooked table, he coughed dissatisfied.

Then she looked around the whole class and smiled at Bai Juan, who also smiled at her.

"I will be the head teacher of your class from now on."

But apart from Bai Juan, almost everyone else didn't smile. Mr. Dong is famous for being too young, having a bad temper, and being strict.

Jiang Qingyan sighed the loudest, he never expected that life would be so difficult in the future.

Mr. Dong was really resolute, and it took them 5 minutes to rearrange the desks, and at the same time sent someone to the office to pick up the books, and it took another 5 minutes to roughly rearrange the seats.

Jiang Qingyan was almost taken special care of to the first row, but someone suggested that Jiang Qingyan was too tall to block his view, so he was exiled to the last row again, without even a tablemate.

Bai Juan was still sitting by the window, so he was far away from Jiang Qingyan. Fortunately, this was the best angle to observe Bai Juan.

Teacher Dong obviously didn't want to introduce himself to them and get to know each other, so he directly dragged the progress to the class selection committee.

The head teacher, who always claimed to be a meritocracy, asked, "I'll see if you were a class leader before."

Crashing, seven or eight hands stood up, and the squad leader's concentration was obviously extremely high.

Jiang Qingyan raised her hand slowly while hesitating. Teacher Dong's eyes widened when she saw this hand: "Then, do any of these students volunteer to be monitors?"

In such a crouching tiger, hidden dragon place, most people have no ambition to take the lead, not to mention that the class committee has too many things to do, which will affect their own studies.

For a moment, all hands were put down, except - Jiang Qingyan.

Teacher Dong and Jiang Qingyan looked at each other, two words were written in the teacher's eyes: let go.

Jiang Qingyan naturally didn't want to take on this job, but he has a bad temper, and when others force him to do something, he has to do it against him.Teacher Dong coughed strategically: "Ahem, are there no other students?"

When she said this, she looked at Bai Juan encouragingly.

Bai Juan was in his own class before, with good grades and ability. Although Teacher Dong wanted to show that he treated everyone equally, he still had a bias in his heart.

Bai Juan couldn't ignore the teacher's pleading eyes, so he slowly raised his hand under the eyes of everyone.

The others took a sharp breath: Why did the scene of the gods fighting they were expecting take place so early? !

Teacher Dong praised: "Yes, Bai Juan, not bad."

"Since there are two students who are willing to be, why don't we vote democratically?"

Now it's time to engage in this time-wasting democratic vote.

"Forget it, I'll quit." Jiang Qingyan gave way simply.

Teacher Dong also thought that Jiang Qingyan was the kind of character who would never give up until he achieved his goal, and he was full of doubts about Jiang Qingyan's sudden action: it is better for these two people to separate.

Bai Juan had the feeling that Jiang Qingyan and the head teacher had joined forces to rectify him.