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"Shi'an, are you feeling better?" You Ke asked while having lunch in the cafeteria, holding his head.

Luo Shi'an nodded, and Ji Canxi put the chicken legs on his plate, "Shi'an is in good health, don't worry about it."

You Ke snorted, "That's right, I don't need me anymore, the first grader skipped class to cover up."

Ji Canxi rubbed her nose: "The last class is self-study, what does it matter?"

"Anyway, I feel that I am completely replaced by you now, and this girl is very upset!" You Ke said.

Luo Shi'an suddenly said, "You're in love again, right?"

"Ah?" You Ke suddenly became shy, holding his face exaggeratedly, "Why, can you tell from the current state?"

Luo Shi'an: "You posted a photo of the motorcycle in Moments last night, it's so late."

You Ke chuckled: "A handsome guy, we confirmed our relationship yesterday morning, and we went for a drive last night."

Ji Canxi remembered that Du Ming had told him that You Ke had a boyfriend, and now she has another one?I admire you.

"Ah, I'm going to die!" Du Ming and Chen Yinuo walked over with the dinner plate, and Du Ming leaned back on the chair and sighed as soon as he sat down.

Chen Yinuo still looked as calm as a dog, "I'm going to change the seat, it seems that the seat hasn't been moved in the whole year of high school."

Du Ming scratched his hair, "What should I change, the boss has only given me a few days to talk about the topic, I just feel a little bit."

Ji Canxi: "We're all in the same classroom anyway, you can come and ask me anytime."

Du Ming said pitifully, "I don't want to be too far away from you."

"Just switch shifts." Ji Canxi said.

Du Ming suddenly grabbed his hand, "Boss, let's go tell Old Liu that we are at the same table and we are an inseparable pair. He will never have the heart to break us up!"

Luo Shi'an wanted to splash soup on him.

You can vomit, "spicy eyes."

"Damn! Just talk, don't touch me!" Ji Canxi broke free, "What are you thinking about, kid, it's impossible to fall in love with studying all of a sudden."

Du Ming said cheerfully, "I made an agreement with my mother. If I get [-] in the second monthly exam, I will be able to find my grandfather!"

Chen Yinuo: "Congratulations."

"Congratulations." The others said one after another.

"You guys should go too when the time comes. It's the most fun now that the weather isn't hot. We can sleep in a tent and get up early the next morning to watch the sunrise on the beach." The more Du Ming said, the more excited he became. Go surfing!"

The top three are not in the mood to flirt, and You Ke is busy sending out love messages, so he waved his hand, "Let's talk about it."

■

Ji Canxi used to choose seats in her class according to her grades, from top to bottom, one by one, but Lao Liu obviously wanted to be different from others.

"The so-called tablemate is also a kind of fate." Lao Liu took out a transparent box similar to a donation box, "It contains your names, and whoever you catch will be your tablemate."

Some students asked: "What about getting your own name?"

"If you want to sit alone, you can, of course, or you can catch it again. Okay, come one by one according to the order of the seats. By the way, the students whose names have been caught don't have to come up." Old Liu said.

As soon as Du Ming heard the word "fate", he immediately abandoned the deep friendship at the same table, put his hands together and began to chant: "Chen Yinuo, Chen Yinuo, Chen Yinuo, Chen Yinuo..."

Ji Canxi wanted to kick him into the temple.

The first classmate went up and caught a girl's name, and everyone immediately yelled, "Fate, fate! Great fate!"

Straight to call that classmate to step down with red face.

When it was Du Ming's turn, this man had spent a long time mentally building up his paws in the box for a long time, spreading his paws excitedly, and then asked in confusion, "Zhao, Xiao, Mo?"

"Oh oh oh oh, fate, fate!" The students were still very enthusiastic.

When Ji Canxi walked onto the stage, Lao Liu smiled very kindly, "We need to find a good tablemate."

"Ha." Without much hope, he reached into the box and grabbed one at random, but the name on the note made his heart flutter slightly.

"Luo Shian."

Now the class is booing, everyone complained, "What, number one and number two are sitting at the same table."

"The sky is too unfair!"

"A strong alliance, do you still want us to live?"

Lao Liu raised his hand to stabilize the order: "Okay, okay, I said it's fate, next one!"

After confirming the same table, they lined up the seats according to the order of drawing lots. Ji Canxi and Du Ming became the front and back tables. Zhao Xiaomo was a thin and weak boy with a very quiet temperament. Ji Canxi didn't notice him at all when he came here.

What's more, there is only one idea in his mind now.

Luo Shi'an became his deskmate, Shi'an became his deskmate.

Ji Canxi originally thought it would be no different to sit with anyone, but when that person was replaced by Luo Shi'an, the difference was huge!

Everyone has a lot of affection for the desks and stools that they have used for two years, so when changing seats, they take the desks and chairs with them. There was a sting in the class, and the boys took the opportunity to move the desks for the girls to show their strength. Hee hee ha ha, as festive as moving.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Ji Canxi moved her desk, and hurried to move Shi'an.

When the tables of the two were successfully close together, Ji Canxi instantly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Although the two went to and from school together, ate together, played together, although the two also took tutoring together after class, although the two decided to be friends after confessing, although, although...

But, but, in the classroom, being at the same table, Ji Canxi is still a little bit nervous when his hands and feet will touch the distance if he doesn't pay attention.

"Eat, candy?" Ji Canxi poured all the two bags of orange candy she bought on the table.

"Oh." Luo Shi'an peeled one and put it in his mouth.

While eating, Ji Canxi looked at Shi An's table, sure enough, it was very different from his.

It is very clean and tidy. The test papers of each subject are neatly pressed into the folder. The desktop is clean and there are no traces. Unlike Ji Canxi, sometimes I can’t find the scratch paper when doing the questions, so I just calculate directly on the desktop. , Just wipe it off after the calculation, leaving a black mark, and if things go on like this, the desk is almost horrible.

Moreover, Luo Shi'an's stationery is basically black and white, from pencil cases, pens, erasers, rulers, file folders to school bags, etc. Can't escape, while Ji Canxi's is like opening a dye workshop, colorful, the more colors the better.

"Then I'll do the question." Ji Canxi still wanted to report for some reason.

I'm not ignoring you, senior high school students basically rely on ideas to communicate.

"Hahaha, boss, look, Zhao Xiaomo, an older child, what are all his things——Pikachu, Pikachu, Pikachu!"

Of course, there are always some people who cannot communicate with their minds, such as Du Ming.

Ji Canxi glanced at him: "It matches your yellow hair very well."

"I also think that Xiao Mo and I really have a destiny." Du Ming's stupidity and forgetfulness are the source of his happiness, "Hey, there are orange candies."

He reached out and grabbed a few, and threw one to Zhao Xiaomo, "We have made a lot of money, and the first and second are sitting behind us. Do you feel that you are also very good?"

Zhao Xiaomo smiled lightly, but did not speak.

Ji Canxi is already used to Du Ming being in his ear, no matter what he says, he can quickly enter the learning state, but Shi An is definitely not used to it, he stretched his leg and kicked his chair, "Shut up, you, hurry up and do the questions go!"

■

"At least let's commemorate it."

Ji Canxi has been staring at the cold drink freezer in the canteen for 5 minutes, muttering, "After all, it's the first time sitting at the same table, and I need to teach you a lot in the next year, yes, I'll teach you a lot, that's all."

After taking two bottles of orange juice to pay the bill, the clerk at the commissary scanned it, stared at him and said, "10 yuan."

"Okay." Ji Canxi took out the change and gave him the change, and couldn't help but say, "Please advise me."

After saying that, he smiled.

Tut tut.The clerk shook his head at his back, and was dumbfounded again, the pressure of studying is really great.

"Boss, you went to buy a drink, do you have mine?" Du Ming hooked his shoulder in the corridor.

"Come on, if you want a drink, go buy it yourself." Ji Canxi pushed him away.

Du Ming rolled his eyes, "I know who you gave it to, but now, our front and back tables get along really harmoniously."

harmonious.

It wasn't until Ji Canxi approached the classroom that she realized what this meant. Luo Shi'an was lecturing Zhao Xiaomo on a math problem!

Well, although Shi An's mathematics is not as good as his, but he is also among the top students, nothing surprising.

But the topic is the topic, what are you doing so close!

Just talk about the topic, so what are you happy to do!What's so funny, is learning fun?

With a dark face, Ji Canxi put the orange juice on Shi'an's table. Luo Shi'an didn't even look at him, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp, then put it back, and continued to explain to Zhao Xiaomo: "This question is the same as the previous one. The questions are very similar, and they all use the technique of inequalities that do not compare the size of the problem...Since f(a) is not the maximum value of the function f(x), and f(x)max must be at f(1) or obtained at f(e), so..."

Zhao Xiaomo listened very carefully, and when the result was correct, Luo Shi'an would even praise him.

Yo, that's great.Still boasting so much.

Ji Canxi felt even more upset.

■

This unhappiness continued to the tutoring of the two of them outside of class. Ji Canxi turned the pen in her hand, coughed a few times, and said, "You still help Zhao Xiaomo with tutoring."

Luo Shi'an returned without raising his head: "Well, he's quite smart."

Do you need others to make up for being smart?Ji Canxi thought for no reason, and then asked, "Then, do you have enough time to study by yourself?"

Luo Shi'an suddenly looked up at him: "I learned from you."

Ji Canxi: "With me?"

"Du Ming." Luo Shi'an said.

Ji Canxi: "Du Ming is different from him, Du Ming is, yes..."

what is itJi Canxi thought for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "I want to see his grandpa!"

Luo Shi'an: "Then I think, Zhao Xiaomo should also have family members who want him to study hard."

Ji Canxi pursed her lips: "I just don't want you to delay my study progress."

Luo Shi'an: "No, helping him with the topic also deepens my own impression by the way, and it also helps to clarify my thoughts. It's good."

"Oh, that's good." Ji Canxi said angrily.

Luo Shi'an didn't seem to notice his displeasure at all, and asked, "Have you solved the problem I asked you to read for me yesterday?"

Ji Canxi opened the drawer, "I stayed up late last night to figure it out, it's a bit difficult, you should take a look first."

A piece of A4 paper was densely filled with calculation formulas. Ji Canxi's handwriting was not ugly, but it was so small that it was hard to read. There were also coffee stains on the bottom of the paper.

Luo Shi'an felt a pain in the head just by looking at it, and reached out to take out the eye box of the schoolbag.

Ji Canxi saw that it was a rare thing for him to wear glasses, so she leaned over to take a look, "You are nearsighted."

"Add astigmatism." Luo Shi'an shook the paper in front of him.

"When did you become short-sighted?" Ji Canxi asked.

"The glasses I got when I was in the freshman year of high school, the prescription was not deep, and I didn't bother to wear them, but when I encountered a master font like yours, I had to surrender." Luo Shi'an looked at it seriously, and then took out a draft paper on the side to do calculations.

Shi An, who wears glasses, looks good... a bit like a gentle scum, Ji Canxi's heart pounded, and it took him a long time to look away to do the test paper, and after doing a question, he couldn't help but take a look.

■

Eating supper has become an irregular regular activity for the two.

Luo Shi'an sometimes doesn't eat, and just stays with him.

Why would anyone have such a passion for food?

Every time he watched Ji Canxi eat, he couldn't help thinking about this question.

"Let's go eat cold noodles tonight." Ji Canxi asked Shi An, seeing him nodding, she picked a booth that looked quite new, and ran over excitedly, "Boss, two cold noodles, one spicy, one No portion added."

The owner of the stall was an old lady who didn't answer, but nodded to him and gave her a thumbs up.

What's the meaning? Good Choice?

"Grandma, the lettuce is all washed."

With a familiar voice, Ji Canxi turned her head to look. The thin figure was holding a red basket full of lettuce, and dripping water. It was the person Ji Canxi didn't like, Zhao Xiaomo.

He turned around and saw Ji Canxi, slightly surprised. Ji Canxi felt inexplicably embarrassed, so she quickly looked away, paid and sat down at the table in front of the booth.

"Shi'an, shall we go to the basketball court to eat?" Ji Canxi asked him.

"Anything is fine." Luo Shi'an said, but saw the person coming out from behind the booth, "You—"

Zhao Xiaomo rubbed his hands and walked over, and smiled enthusiastically at them: "What a coincidence, my family has just opened here not long ago, and you are the first batch to come here, but don't worry, my grandma is very good at craftsmanship."

Not at all quiet and introverted in the classroom.

He turned around again, brought over two glass jars of soy milk, pried off the lids, and put two straws in, "This is for you to drink."

"No need, I'll still—" Ji Canxi took out her phone and prepared to pay.

Luo Shi'an smiled generously, "Thank you."

Ji Canxi glanced at Shi An, then sat down, "Thank you."

"It's really nothing, oh, your cold noodles are almost ready." A few more customers came to the booth, and Zhao Xiaomo ran over to help them bring over two servings of cold noodles, "You guys eat, I'm going to greet the guests .”

Ji Canxi watched him run over quickly and take the shovel from his grandma, probably asking the guests what they want, the movements are familiar and natural.

Very similar to Ji Canxi in the past.

Luo Shi'an took a sip of soy milk, "He grew up with his grandma."

Ji Canxi: "How do you know?"

Luo Shi'an: "Lao Liu asked him to talk to him before, and I happened to be in the office helping Lao Han correct the paper."

"Oh, I see him, it's quite different from being in the classroom." Ji Canxi slowly mixed two portions of cold noodles together, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, suddenly his expression was a little ugly, and he waved his hand at Shi'an: "No, no, no It's too spicy, you can't eat this."

Luo Shi'an gave him a blank look, he's too good at acting.He ate a large piece of it in disbelief, and the spicy taste immediately spread in his mouth like flames. After swallowing it with difficulty, his stomach was also overwhelmed.Really, Ji Canxi's words are sometimes believable.

He immediately grabbed the straw, and the bottle was empty before the soy milk was completely detoxified. Ji Canxi laughed and pushed his own bottle over, "I told you that you can't eat it, and you're still fighting with me."

"Huh." After finishing his bottle, Luo Shi'an felt that he was back to normal.

"Is it too spicy?" Zhao Xiaomo ran over and handed over two bottles of mineral water, smiling a little embarrassedly, "My grandma's chili is terrible."

"It's definitely of the dark type." Ji Canxi gave a thumbs up, "Is grandma warning me by doing this to me?"

"No, that means she is in a good mood." Zhao Xiaomo looked towards the booth, "However, she rarely has a bad mood."

There were quite a lot of guests at night, Zhao Xiaomo was running around, so busy that he couldn't be free for a moment, Ji Canxi and Luo Shi'an wanted to help, but he pushed them out with a smile.

Around twelve o'clock, grandma made gestures to Zhao Xiaomo, Zhao Xiaomo shook his head, "It's Saturday today, there are a lot of people, grandma, you should go back first, I'll show you for a while."

Grandma shook her head stubbornly. After a stalemate for a while, Zhao Xiaomo smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, close the stall."

Luo Shi'an bumped into Ji Canxi who was drowsy, and the two hurried up to help.

After collecting the booth, Zhao Xiaomo said: "Grandma, I'm talking to my classmate, you go back first."

Grandma nodded with a smile and gave them a thumbs up.

Luo Shi'an smiled, and Ji Canxi gave her two thumbs back.

"You two high school masters, you always stay out so late." Zhao Xiaomo left two bottles of soy milk for them.

Ji Canxi rubbed her stomach, "I'm almost full." But he still took it very unceremoniously.

They couldn't explain why they didn't go back, he and Shi An didn't say a word, they just stayed in such a tacit understanding.

"My grandma can't speak. She had a high fever and burned her throat when she was a child." Zhao Xiaomo said.

"Oh." Ji Canxi agreed, not knowing how to answer.

After being silent for a while, Zhao Xiaomo said softly again, "Shi'an, thank you for giving me a lecture."

Luo Shi'an: "A few bottles of soy milk are enough."

Zhao Xiaomo smiled, and the bottle collided with him, "Actually, I was a mess when I was a freshman and a sophomore in high school. Wan Mu should know a little bit about it. At that time, I ran out of school all day, and my grandma messed up a lot. Trouble. Of course, I can't help her much now."

Ji Canxi was drumming in her heart, don't, don't ask me about my past, I don't know anything.

"It's a little late in the third year of high school now, but it's better than doing nothing." Zhao Xiaomo said, "Wan Mu, I really admire you for making such a huge change. Maybe, you already have potential. .”

"Uh, hehe." Ji Canxi still didn't know what to say, even though he was always a bad fart.

Luo Shi'an said to Zhao Xiaomo: "You don't need to compare with him, it's better to move forward than to get stuck in the mud."

Ji Canxi nodded sharply: "Yes, you have to work hard!"

"Then..." Zhao Xiaomo's eyes shone slightly, "If I have any problems in the future, can I ask you for advice anytime?"

"I would like to help you."

"It's better to rely on yourself."

Luo Shi'an and Ji Canxi spoke at the same time.

Then, Ji Canxi scratched her head in embarrassment, "I mean, he's already in his third year of high school, and he's busy with his own time. If it's really not possible, you can come to me, I have plenty of time."

"No need, you better take care of your Du Ming." Luo Shi'an said.

Depend on!ruthless!

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The previous one is not considered abuse, oops, Mr. Luo has started a routine, you see someone is starting to panic