My nemesis and I have a crush on each other

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Jiang Yi didn't know that this nickname was easy to lose. He has always chosen a nickname, and most of his nicknames have something to do with his own name.

What's more, he actually tipped his little deskmate.

Unknowingly, he hid his mobile phone behind the standing textbooks, enjoying the video of his little brother's slender fingers and music, enjoying himself.

Not long after, get out of class is over.

The classroom was bustling for a while, but because it was the third year of high school, most of the top students sat still and started to solve the questions. At the same time, many students passing by from other classes gathered outside the classroom. Looking in through the crack of the door, I sighed:

"Is this Class 3? It's such a learning atmosphere."

"Yes, yes, it's so curly."

"Niupi, few of them go to the toilet."

"Qingbei class, there are too many bosses, it's normal."

"I heard that the second transfer from the city is here?"

"Well, it's Jiang Yi, handsome man."

"Which one?"

"Over there, look, the fourth row from the right."

"The two big brothers are at the same table?"

......

Jiang Yi didn't know that he was being watched.

He was propping his head up, looking at his new tablemate boredly.

Tsk, I have to say, just looking at his face and temperament, it's quite confusing--didn't he almost get hooked by him a few days ago?

At that time, I transferred more than 2000 yuan to him, and I don't know what to think.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath and warned himself: Don't be fooled by appearance, he is your opponent!opponent!

"Yu Bai." Jiang Yi called him.

Yu Bai was doing his homework with his head down, tilted his head, his dark eyelashes fell, and his shadow fell sharply on the bridge of his pale nose.His handwriting was straight and clean, his side face was white, and his eyes were very focused. He didn't seem to hear him calling himself. After a while, he whispered: "What's the matter?"

He turned his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

Yubai's eyes suddenly lit up.Meeting those clear eyeballs, Jiang Yi's heart thumped twice without warning, his face became hot, he turned his eyes hastily, knocked on the table with his index finger casually, and said: "It's okay, just get used to your name .”

Yu Bai picked up the kettle from the table, unscrewed it, took a sip of water, his Adam's apple slipped, he glanced at Jiang Yi suddenly, and stretched out his hand.

Jiang Yi was taken aback, and felt a slight touch on the back of his head.

Why is Yu Bai touching his head?

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Yi hid back, his ears turned red.

"The hair is sticking up." Yu Bai looked at him and said casually.

It took a while to realize that this guy was actually helping him with his hair.

"How did you sleep?"

Yu Bai asked in a low voice.

There were muffled whispers of laughter from all around.

Jiang Yi: "..."

Across a corridor, the girls on the left turned to look at Jiang Yi, and smiled suppressedly.

A small round mirror was handed over, the girl blinked and said, "Handsome guy, look for yourself."

Jiang Yi took a photo and found a few very irregular hairs on the back of his head, fluttering in the wind. He couldn't help but feel hot, returned the mirror, and then stretched out his hand to stroke back a few times, but the hairs were very ugly. Disobedient, still stuck there.

Yu Bai watched for a while, his lips slightly bent, like an illusion.

Not long after, he lowered his head and started brushing the questions again.

Jiang Yi thought to himself: Are you not tired?Why did it start rolling again?

Besides, his grades are so high... Still learning, is this going to get full marks in all subjects?

Jiang Yi was full of strange thoughts, seeing Yu Bai studying, he also took out a teaching aid.

It can only be said that Qingbei Class deserves to be Qingbei Class, and the learning atmosphere is so good that there is nothing to say, but at the same time, Jiang Yi also noticed a little unusual atmosphere that seemed to be there. There were a few girls who covered their mouths and snickered, and ran away laughing, saying something: "The two of them have a good atmosphere..."

What atmosphere?

Is it the learning atmosphere?

Jiang Yi held his chin and didn't think about it.

He dug out a book of Five Three from the desk cabinet, took out a few Pilot juice pens and began to write the questions. After writing for a while, he found that the questions were too simple and not very challenging, and he felt slightly bored. The tablemate couldn't help but stare blankly again.

Tsk, I have to say that people with Yu Bai's temperament always have a natural and fatal attraction to Jiang Yi.

Yu Bai seemed to be very serious when he was doing his homework, his eyes were very focused, he lowered his head, and a few rays of light from the window shone on his white to transparent skin. With long and slender fingers pinching the black gel pen that was almost out of water, he was writing something stroke by stroke, frowning slightly from time to time, as if he was thinking.

For some reason, Jiang Yi felt itchy in his heart, and always wanted to talk to him.

He thought for a while, and seriously found a high-sounding reason for himself, thinking that I have to find out the enemy's situation, knowing myself and the enemy, I can win a hundred battles.

"What are you writing?" Jiang Yi approached.

Yu Bai stopped and glanced at him.

Jiang Yi was very close, with a slight smile in his voice, and his eyes curved into crescent moons again.

"Mathematics." Yu Bai slowly opened the cover and showed it to him.

This is the competition guidebook.

"Competition question?" Jiang Yi nodded and said, "Yes."

Yu Bai: "..."

"Does your leg hurt?" Jiang Yi asked again: "Is it convenient to walk?"

Yu Bai: "..."

He stopped, turned his pen, and said, "It's broken."

Jiang Yi looked at him, and Yu Bai said inexplicably, "Are you planning to take responsibility?"

Jiang Yi was stunned: "Huh?"

Yu Bai twitched the corner of his lips and said, "It's okay, just write your question."

After speaking, continue to bow your head and do your homework.

Jiang Yi lay on the table, laughed to himself for a while, then looked at him again: "Hey."

He said, "Aren't you bored by doing quizzes all day long?"

Yu Bai didn't speak, and glanced at Jiang Yi. This man was out of shape, his eyes were bright, and the lock of dull hair was still dangling on the back of his head.He stopped writing for a moment, conveyed what it means to be speechless with his eyes, shook his head, and said, "No."

"Okay." Jiang Yi then said, "What did you write? I'll be there too."

"Competition question." Yu Bai said.

"Where did you buy this book?"

Jiang Yi asked again.

Yu Bai stopped writing, lowered his head, searched in the desk and cabinet, and handed Jiang Yi a book.

—— "Full Explanation of Hua Luogeng Mathematics Contest".

Jiang Yi: "?"

Yu Bai looked at him, his Adam's apple slipped, and said in a low voice: "This book, I want to write it myself."

"thanks......"

Jiang Yi was a little touched at once, thinking to himself, he doesn't shy away at all, unlike some top students who secretly learn by themselves and don't want to share.

He blinked and said sincerely for the first time: "You are really kind."

Yu Bai bowed his head and wrote the title: "Say less, you won't choke to death."

Jiang Yi: "..."

make a fist.

Fuck, do you think I'm noisy? ? ?

Jiang Yi exploded instantly.

well.

This damned man managed to attract his attention.

Jiang Yi took the book and swore to himself: next time he must surpass Yu Bai.

It's just that he doesn't work hard at ordinary times, Jiang Yiru thought, and poured himself a mouthful of chicken soup, thinking, if he tried his best to learn, Yu Bai might not be his opponent.

Hehe, I thought he was noisy.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath, and then began to read the competition questions of the same style as Yu Bai.

The book was written by Yu Bai once, and some of the handwriting is his simplified solution to the problem.

Jiang Yi wrote a question, looking at the handwriting while writing, comparing the gap in thinking between him and Yu Bai, and slowly calmed down.

Gee.

Gee.

Yu Bai still has a hand with this guy, Jiang Yi thought to himself.

Looking at the drafts, Jiang Yi roughly assessed the opponent's strength, and felt a vague sense of indescribable excitement—it's been a long time since he met someone of this level.

Sometimes, the feeling of meeting an opponent is hard to put into words.

Is it hostile?

incomplete.

I have to say, probably because I got rid of a certain sense of loneliness at a high place, you understand him, and he understands you.

About weakness, about thinking.

"Yu Bai," Jiang Yi wrote for a while, took the book over, and said, "Why did you buy two identical books?"

Yu Bai glanced at him and said, "Guess."

Jiang Yi was taken aback.

Yu Bai said lightly: "There is one, it wasn't originally for me."

As if thinking of something, his expression quickly turned cold, his pupils seemed to have a layer of frost, but he didn't speak clearly.

Not for him?

Who is that for?

Did someone else buy the book for Yu Bai?

He lowered his head and flipped through a few pages. Inside were his handwriting, which was scribbled and had a slightly bitter smell of ink.

Yu Bai's handwriting is very beautiful, the strokes are somewhat connected, with a setback, and he likes to draw some strokes very long, such as vertical hooks and oblique hooks, which give people a very sharp feeling.

Don't ask too much about other people's affairs.

Jiang Yi wrote the question for a while, and put a bookmark in it.

He glanced at his watch, guessing that class was about to start, looked up at the blackboard, and there was a column of timetable drawn on the right.

He is slightly short-sighted, but he and Yu Bai were seated at the back of the classroom, so when looking at the timetable copied on the blackboard, he had to squint his eyes slightly.It's a pity that his myopia seems to have deepened again, and after looking at it for a while, he still can't see clearly.

He called the classmate at the front desk: "Classmate."

No one ignored him.

Jiang Yi: "..."

Embarrassed.

The two people in front are relatively silent or indifferent types. Since Jiang Yi turned around, the two of them haven't initiated a conversation. On the contrary, Jiang Man and Xu Nian'an in the back are more enthusiastic, and they get familiar with each other after a while. Poke Jiang Yi's back and talk to him.

Jiang Yi looked at the two classmates at the table in front of him.

They were tall and short, one was like a gorgeous rooster, the other was like a weak chick.

The boy who looks like a big rooster on the diagonal is very tall. In school, he doesn’t wear a school uniform. Instead, he is wearing a fancy ball uniform and is dangling on the seat. He doesn’t know how long he opened a book .

With light brown curly hair on his head, he is full of society and seems to be a rebel.

His deskmate was completely different. He was wearing a neat school uniform. As soon as Jiang Yi entered the class, he was doing his homework without raising his head. He seemed to love learning.

Jiang Yi lightly poked the back of the hard-working boy in front with a pen, and said, "Student."

The boy turned to look at him.

It was a rather petite boy.

It seems inappropriate to describe a boy as petite, but it is just right for him.He wears round glasses, and always lowers his eyes when he talks to people, as if he is embarrassed to look at people, and his voice is very low.

"What's the next class?" Jiang Yi said, "I can't read the class schedule."

The boy thought for a while, turned around quickly, then tore off a post-it note from the upper left corner of his desk, handed it to Jiang Yi, and said, "Here, I copied the timetable. The next period is math class."

Jiang Yi looked down at the post-it note. On it was his hand-copied week's schedule, which was neatly copied.He couldn't help being very moved and said, "Thank you, what do you do then?"

The boy whispered, "It's okay, I can see clearly."

His grades were poor, although he was already at the top of the grade when he came in, but he came in close to the line, just ranked 50th, a class of 50 people, he was the one who fell on the tail.

Looking at Jiang Yi, who was second in the city, he couldn't help but put on a filter, his voice was weak.

"What's your name?" Jiang Yi asked.

"Liu Zhizhi." The boy whispered.

"Where are you at the same table?" Jiang Yi asked.

"His name is Liang Yue." Liu Zhizhi whispered.

In contrast to the petite classmate Xiao Liu was his deskmate, who felt tall, tall and burly, sitting in front of him and swaying non-stop.His tablemate is called Liang Yue. Compared with his unruly appearance, his grades are in the top ten every time. His study is like playing. I'm proud of it.

Besides, he looks fine.

He seemed impatient, and glanced at Liu Zhizhi with disgust and disdain in his eyes.

Liu Zhizhi turned around and shrank back into the corner, as if he was afraid of him.

Jiang Yi didn't know that Liu Zhi had been in the same class as Liang Yue for the past two years. Liang Yue hated him very much and took the lead in isolating him. In the original class, there was no boy who was willing to play with Liu Zhizhi. They all looked mocking and disgusted. They thought they would be separated into classes after the third year of high school, and they would be able to stay away from this person in a different environment. In the end, he was dumbfounded when he saw the seating chart.

Liang Yue became his deskmate.

Liu Zhizhi felt like a squeaky little mouse running around in the gutter, but he still couldn't avoid the fate of being rejected.

He can already see what the next year will hold.

During the class break, Liang Yue taunted him almost all the time, seeming to take pleasure in it.

When Liu Zhizhi unscrewed the kettle and drank water, Liang Yue could gag and said:

"Fuck, can you be normal, my good girl."

When Liu Zhizhi did his homework, if he met someone who couldn't do it, he made a circle, and Liang Yue would ridicule him, saying:

"Are you mentally handicapped, you can't do it so simple?"

Or simply and rudely, when you are thirsty, you can pass the water bottle over and order Liu Zhizhi:

"Hey, pour me some water."

Liu Zhizhi stood up, as if he really wanted to help him fetch water.

Jiang Yi couldn't see the master who bullied others, and felt aggrieved for Liu Zhizhi while writing the title.

He was about to stand out and say a few words for Liu Zhizhi, when suddenly, Liang Yue burst into a burst of national curse: "Fuck, your mother."

While writing the question, Yu Bai kicked his chair casually, and with a few bangs, he kicked him down.

Liang Yue got up from the ground in embarrassment, put his chair back, and sat down.He was sitting in front of Yu Bai. It stands to reason that he should be suspected of being Yu Bai when someone kicked the stool over. Yi face.

Liang Yue turned his head, stared at Jiang Yi, and said, "What did you do?"

Jiang Yi didn't care, he was upset, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Are you disabled, you can't sit still? Blame me for falling?"

Immediately, the whole class looked over.

The atmosphere solidified.

"Damn it, are they fighting?"

"That's Liang Yue! Why did Jiang Yi provoke him?"

"Does Liang Yue have a background?"

"His father is the boss of the Hongda Group branch, and his mother is the deputy director of the Education Bureau."

"I'll go. No wonder it's so horizontal."

"Jiang Yi doesn't seem too bad, does he?"

"I saw his dad driving him here in the Phantom."

......

They locked their eyes on the people at the right back of the classroom. They saw Liang Yue who was blushing; Yu Bai, who was brushing the questions indifferently and calmly, roughly understood what happened.

Most of the people in the experiment have heard of a small thing.

In his sophomore year of high school, Liang Yue led a group of people to bully Liu Zhizhi, calling him a bitch, and beat him up for no reason.Liu Zhizhi's grades were stable in the top five of his grade. Since then, he seemed to have a psychological shadow, his whole body was depressed, and his grades plummeted.

Why is one person so malicious towards another?

no one knows.

Liu Zhizhi looked at Jiang Yi in surprise, his ears turned red.

Liang Yue stared at Jiang Yi: "You, mom, force me."

It was the first time he met someone who hated him so openly and honestly, he couldn't hold back his face, and didn't care whether this person could be provoked or not, he stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Yi's desk violently, and the books in Jiang Yi's desk cabinet scattered scattered all over the floor .

"Counsel." Jiang Yi raised his eyelids, glanced at Liang Yue, and said casually: "Count, you dare to provoke some people who won't scream."

Liang Yue had his breath stuck in his throat, wishing he could grab him and beat him up.

"Come on," Jiang Yi snorted, "Want to fight? Do you dare?"