What should I do if my deskmate is blind

As a "student" of the experience school, Ji Chen has always followed the route of "I've heard everything and done it, but my mother just won't pay back the bad luck".

Only after I met a real scum of Shu Yan's level did I realize that my understanding of human variation was still superficial.

Ji Chen even somewhat understood Lao Wang's painstaking efforts to persuade him to be good all day long.

Damn, when he saw that Shu Yan was forced to sleep on the table as soon as he entered the classroom, and he didn't hear a word in his ears, he also wanted to shake him awake, shake his head tofu brain, and tell him seriously The impulse of "listening may not be useful, but if you don't listen, you will not understand".

But he held back.

It's none of his business.

As a result, 10 minutes later, I don't know if I was embarrassed or was woken up by the laughter in the classroom. The new deskmate actually lifted his exquisite tofu brain.

Shu Yan lay on the stomach for a while, but didn't fall asleep.

Originally, every time just after eating was the best time to catch up on sleep, but he didn't feel sleepy after lying down for a while.

Shu Yan has always been very curious, as for Lao Wang's...so kind and almost naive personality, those people in the class seem to like him a lot.Is it because he is easy to bully? After listening for 10 minutes, I felt that I was shallow before.

"There are not many records about xxx in the official history, but I have studied him a lot." Lao Wang raised his temples, "Let's talk about this person briefly."

After chatting briefly for 10 minutes, Lao Wang forcibly pulled himself back, "It's off topic, let's go back to the textbook."

2 minutes later - "Speaking of this ginseng Yangrong pill, I just want to talk to you about our ancient emperors' enthusiasm for pills..."

Isn't this more interesting than listening to books?

Or how to put it, no matter what industry or industry, professional ability is the last word.

It was the new tablemate next to him who vowed to use absolute strength to defeat all conspiracies and schemes. The complicated gazes he cast from time to time made him a little... not to mention unpleasant, but a little subtle.

Shu Yan turned his head to look over.

"..." Ji Chen felt that every time the two of them met, they could rehearse the dialogue of "what do you see" and "what do you see" over and over again.

Ji Chen's tattoo is above the earbone of his left ear, and Shu Yan is sitting on his right, so he can't see it from this angle.Although every time he sees Ji Chen, he feels like "what does this guy look like" and "oh, he's so handsome", but the only thing he can remember is the black back behind Ji Chen's ear.

So at this moment, although he is still handsome, Ji Chen, who can't see the tattoo, is...a stranger to him.

A wonderful "now I know who he is, but I don't see who he is" colloquially sick state.

Shu Yan lowered his eyelashes, glanced at Ji Chen's carefully recorded class notes and self-perception, and found an answer that had troubled him all night.

The writing on the wall of the dormitory, his new deskmate is not playing performance art, it is true... He carefully disassembled those two sentences into a couplet.

For example, it is written in his notebook at the moment: "What medicine do you take regularly, why don't you rush for treatment?" It is these people who really care about her, not cursing.

"..." Shu Yan raised his eyes and saw that Ji Chen was still looking at him.

The corners of his lips curled up in a fixed-point arc that was neither salty nor dull, and he said to him very sincerely: "Listen to the class."

Ji Chen: "...?"

Just when Shuyan glanced at his notebook, coupled with that lazy tone, the voice seemed to be: Even if you listen to it, it may not be useful.

Hold?Is he despised?huh huh huh?And he was despised by a real scumbag, right?

Who looks down on whom? !

Hearing the slight movement behind him, Zhao Yi turned his head, and what he saw was Shu Yan looking at Ji Chen with a kind smile on his face, while Ji Chen was preparing to flirt with a fierce look on his face.

"Chen'er, Chen'er!" Zhao Yi called Ji Chen in a low voice but persistently, adding fuel to the flames, "Don't bully Shu..." What did Shu say, "Shu, he just came here and didn't know the place, you What are you doing?"

"...Fuck." Ji Chen tilted his head and leaned back in the chair, stared at Zhao Yi, and said, "Fuck your grandpa."

Zhao Yi blinked and temporarily stopped breathing.

Ji Chen's phoenix eyes are curled inside and out, and the shape of the eyes is narrow and long. When he is not smiling, he looks fierce.But what frightens him the most is the scene of Ji Chen smiling very peacefully.

As soon as Ji Chen's expression came out, he also realized that at this moment, he seemed to be helping a new classmate to wrong his 18-year-old brother.

Chen'er must be jealous.

He couldn't bully his new classmates, and he couldn't hurt his brother's heart, so he had to sacrifice that he might become the grandfather of some bear kid early in the morning.

Laughing twice, Zhao Yi said, "Then when I go to the grave during Chinese New Year, I will burn some paper money for my grandfather to say hello."

Even Xu Muzhou couldn't listen anymore, and whispered without turning his head, "Grandpa wants to knock on the door tonight after hearing about it."

Shu Yan: "..."

Ji Chen wasn't really angry, let alone jealous.Will anyone be jealous of a fool?Won't.

But it seems that the atmosphere has already reached there, and it is difficult to end without a fight.At this time, there happens to be a person who forcibly pushes a step under your feet, and raises his arms and shouts "Come down! Come down!", then it is very disrespectful for him not to satisfy the other party.

"Go away." Ji Chen struggled to move his long legs that were stepping on the horizontal bars of the desk, leaned his upper body forward, knocked the notebook to the left with a little movement, half covered the page with his whole right arm, and The vibe of "you fucking take another look at today's class and don't take it".

Shu Yan: "..." Primary school student?

Zhao Yi turned his head and touched the back of his neck.I can't say it, but I somehow feel that the doorway here is a bit strange.

Obviously it was Shu Yan who offended Ji Chen, why was he the one who got murdered?

But his brain circuit was not enough for him to understand the ravines inside, so Zhao Yi quickly gave up thinking.

Wang Guangyuan also saw what was going on here, squeezed his glasses and said cheerfully: "Very good, the classroom atmosphere is very active today! Young people should be so energetic and sunny!"

Shu Yan: "..."

Full marks for understanding.

After finally holding back until the get out of class bell rang, Ji Chen leaned back in his chair, squinted at the back of Shu Yan's head, and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

This forced Lao Wang to fall asleep in the last 5 minutes when he analyzed the character of the character according to the content of the textbook, and then assigned the homework.

Damn, co-authored and listened to Lao Wang's class as a lecture?No, lectures are not as good as listening to them as storytelling.

He wants to watch Boss Crab's class next time, so he can't sleep anymore.

As if competing with himself, Ji Chen held his breath and just stared at Shu Yan's determination while lying on his stomach.

After staring at it for half a minute, I began to rejoice that my obsessive-compulsive disorder was not serious.

Ji Chen didn't know if he was a poor sleeper or if he slept too much last night. His jet-black hair was a bit messy, and there were two small strands of hair curling up in his heart like stupid hair, under the flickering ceiling fan. Standing like a tumbler.

Very disobedient.

Inexplicably, Ji Chen thought of what the old man said: People with stiff hair also have a stubborn temper.

Resisting the urge to pat his hair, Ji Chen looked away.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen—" (12) There are already several people pasted on the windows beside the corridor of the class, "Let's go play ball!"

Zhou Tianyu found out exactly where Ji Chen was, and patted on the old windows of their class that would slam when the wind blows hard: "Brother Chen and Brother Yi, our class will have PE class next, come and play for a while!"

Ji Chen's feeling of someone waving his arm to pass him the steps came back.

In the past, only Zhao Yi was passionate about these 10 minutes.It's almost over before I start running, so I'm not having fun.

But today, he promised faster than Zhao Yi.

"Let's go, let's fight for a while." Ji Chen stood up and kicked Zhao Yi's stool leg.

Zhao Yi raised his hand to say OK.

Zhou Tianyu was still in the corridor and asked, "Will Zhou Zhou go?"

Xu Muzhou stood up and told them: "No, you guys can play."

Li Yisi sent her a message during class, asking her to accompany her to the teacher after class.

A few boys who were familiar with Ji Chen and the others also ran away together, the classroom was quiet, but a certain place became lively.

—— "Deciphering the amazing industrial chain behind the newly promoted school grass, why were the big bosses in the past afraid of him"

Landlord: Okay, I admit that I am a headline party.But the discrepancy between the facts and the title is not very great.

When get out of class was over today, the handsome transfer student in our class was sleeping. Everyone knows that the classroom in our old building is as small as a dojo in a snail shell.The newly promoted school grass is sitting on the right side of the big brother again, just blocking the way of the big brother.

The two of them were already at odds when they were in Lao Wang's class, but they didn't expect the transfer student to fall asleep on purpose when the get out of class was about to end!

What was even more unexpected was that Ji Daxie Chen, who used to kill without blinking an eye, didn't wake him up, but left the classroom from Zhao Yi instead!

Don't want coriander: Zhao Yi was going out to play with Zhou Tianyu's gang, so brother Chen just happened to be on the way, so there's no need to be so pushy.

I want coriander: The one upstairs is not in the anonymous group at first glance, you don’t know what happened yesterday morning, right?

Start a fight: @秦书书, check it out.

I want coriander: The transfer student forced the boss to eat his leftovers, can you believe it?

fight:? ? ?Are you serious? !

Want Coriander: We didn’t dare to take the photo, but several people saw it at the time, so we can’t lie collectively, right?

Salted tofu nao yyds: I testify that what I eat is leftover tofu nao that has been made into a sesame paste!

Fight up: Fuck!Transfer students are so awesome? !

Don't want coriander: Brother Chen, what's wrong with you, Brother Chen, are you still the brother Chen who broke all three legs of WHF?

Untitled: Who is WHF?fiancé?

Don't want coriander: the freshman upstairs? ?Be careful that Brother Chen breaks all five of your legs!Wu Hua Fan.Ah - moderators don't block me, I am popular science! !

Coriander: According to inside information, the transfer student came to us because he committed a crime in the original school.

Fight up: wow!real?Expand and talk Expand and talk!

……

The boys who followed the post began to bet on who would become the new boss of the Twelfth High School.

Some said that Ji Chen was the best. After all, if he beat someone, the transfer student would have to transfer to another school. Ji Chen could still stay in No. [-] High School steadily.

Some said that was not necessarily the case. After all, if Ji Chen left, his grandfather could shovel the complex building overnight and drag it away as construction waste, which is not something he would do with building blocks.But transfer students have no background, so they can only transfer.

The girls happily launched a new round of school grass voting that would easily collapse the old pink webpage.

Oh, Zhao Yi even got mixed in.

Ah, what is Zhao Yi, and Xu Muzhou.

……

Shu Yan didn't sleep too hard, and happened to ring the bell when he woke up.

Then I found that there was no one on the left, and no one in front.Only Zhao Yi's childhood sweetheart, Xu Muzhou, sat comfortably on the stool.

There was already a teacher standing on the podium, Shu Yan glanced and found that it was the trumpet teacher from the morning.

Of course, he would not naively think that his face blindness has been cured, mainly because this teacher is too recognizable, as long as he remembers a few words... bald on the front and curled up on the back.

The lesson plans are placed on the podium, and the words on the spine of the book can just be seen.It turned out to be teaching mathematics.

The boss is not wronged.

The horn teacher obviously noticed that there were still a few empty seats in the back, and was about to ask a question, when a few boys crowded in noisily at the door.

The leader is a handsome guy.

"Report." The commander-in-chief said calmly and politely without blushing or panting. He stood upright and upright.

The voice is a little lazy, but also a little familiar... Oh, he is at the same table.

The trumpet teacher glanced at them: "Next time if I'm late for class, I don't have to come in."

Several boys hurried in, and one who was leaning against the wall pulled his collar and turned up the fan on the ceiling of the classroom.

He was the only one at the same table, still unhurried, and even glanced at him when he sat down.

Standing up in class, Shu Yan heard everyone call the trumpet teacher, Mr. Xie.

Started to give a lecture, Shu Yan listened for a while, and then apologetically a little...couldn't listen anymore.It's not that Mr. Xie's lectures are not good, Mr. Xie's lectures are quite good.

The formula is clear and coherent.Not the "I'm good but I can't tell you what's going on and leave you confused" kind of teacher.

To put it simply, it made Shu Yan feel helpless to be scolded by others for speaking out - listening to such shallow content is nothing but a waste of time and life, it is better to catch up on sleep.

Since he didn't prepare anything today, Shu Yan took out his phone out of boredom, planning to watch something casually and sleep for a while while it was hot.

Shu Yan doesn't have many friends on WeChat, so he can get in place in one step if he scrolls through the circle of friends quickly.Wanting to see what new content the president posted today that needs to be liked, Shu Yan didn't look for Sui Junchuan's avatar, but directly clicked on Moments.

As a result, the first content that was refreshed was sent by his sister who was far away in country Y - using Sang Qian's mobile phone.

The photo was taken by her and Sang Qian at home.A dining table and candles are set on the terrace of a pretty little mansion.The little girl has golden brown curly hair, big eyes like a doll, deep and three-dimensional facial features, but the outline of her face is obviously Asian.

A beautiful little mixed race girl.

The little girl was afraid of the cold, so she wore a lot of clothes, and she smiled so much that she curled up her eyes and nestled into Sang Qian's arms.The warm yellow light on the terrace shone on the faces of the two of them, creating a very warm picture.

The photo should be a snapshot. Sang Qian seemed to be called out by the person behind the camera, holding the little girl up with a smile, and happened to be captured by the shutter at this moment.

Shu Yan didn't swipe down anymore, just holding the phone until it locked the screen automatically.

Sang Qian's circle of friends blocked him for a while.

It was the little girl who once called him with Sang Qian's mobile phone, and asked him in Mandarin mixed with Chinese in her mother tongue: "Brother, why don't you like your mother's circle of friends?"

……what.

Only then did Shu Yan realize that it wasn't that Sang Qian didn't like to post anything like him, but that he was not in the "visible range" at all.

Shu Yan didn't know whether it was the little girl's request, or Sang Qian slipped her hand to let him out. Anyway, since then, he has often been able to see the contents of Sang Qian's circle of friends.

envy?

No, very calm.I was so peaceful that I just wanted to sleep and even recited the "Mahayana Infinite Life, Majestic, Pure, Equal Enlightenment Sutra" silently.

Jealousy is an emotion only children have, Yan Er.

Shu Yan imitated Sui Yi's tone and said to herself.

"You fucking..." Ji Chen was startled, this person could fall asleep while listening to Boss Xie's class and playing with his mobile phone? "Can you sleep with Mr. Crab's level of urgency? Are you still a man?"

"...?" Although he didn't follow the causal relationship in Ji Chen's words too much, Ji Chen's words inexplicably pulled him out of the emotion of wanting to memorize "The Sutra of Infinite Life".

So Shu Yan raised his head and said, "It's easier to fall asleep when listening to this level of human voice."

Shu Yan didn't raise his head completely, just laying on his stomach with his forehead resting on his arms, making his voice muffled, as if he was about to fall asleep and was woken up by him.

Ji Chen: "...?"

No, you made me feel like I was pretending to be wrong from the beginning on the road of learning scum.

Ji Chen was about to say something, but was hit on the forehead by a hidden weapon with special effects of white smoke.Accompanied by an oppressive warning: "Ji Chen, listen carefully, and don't prevent you from sleeping at the same table."

Shu Yan: "...?"

"……"Hold.

Ji Chen was convinced, and didn't dare to resist.

For this inexplicable hidden weapon that he shouldn't have received, he can only hold his heart and accept it.

The other teachers are fine, Mr. Xie seems to be able to see through everything with his faint eyes.

Ji Chen always felt that Boss Xie's wise eyes had discovered something early in the morning, especially when he slowly said the phrase "I've been watching you for a long time" every time with a blank expression.Ji Chen doesn't want to take this risk yet.

So the student who even gave up on Mr. Krabs, is it possible that he is still counting on him to save Shu Yan, a young man who has lost his way?

tired.Love someone.