After passing through the book, he was targeted by two fierce A's

The sun is rising, mist is everywhere.

The campus in the early morning is shrouded in a morning light.

Early self-study time, the classroom was lifeless.

Jiang Heping pushed open the door and saw that almost everyone in the back row was sleeping on their stomachs.During this time, Ye Jue, who was holding a book and reciting seriously with his back straight, looked particularly eye-catching.

Looking away in relief, he walked up to the podium and knocked hard on the blackboard: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, cheer up!"

"It's always a sick day. It's hard to stop raining. The students by the window opened the window to let in the air. Listen carefully to what I'm talking about."

The sound of endorsements gradually stopped, and the students looked at the podium with sleepy eyes, some drank water, and some took the opportunity to eat.

Ye Jue's mouth was dry, and he was dizzy all morning because he didn't memorize a text.

Last night he lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, worrying about how to make Pei Heng and Ji Yi come to their senses, and worrying about the big and small bugs in the plot from time to time.

It was nearly two o'clock when I finally fell asleep, and I didn't know how I woke up in the morning.

On the podium, Jiang Heping babbled from hygiene to study. In a daze, he heard Jiang Heping seemed to mention some "support plan".

……

Ye Jue suddenly woke up with a jolt.

...Aid plan?

This sounds very dramatic.

According to the normal campus culture trend, Ji Yi and Pei Heng sat at the same table properly.

The system confirmed his guess: [Host, it was mentioned in the text - "everything that happened since I became the same table", this assistance plan should be a key point of the plot. 】

Ye Jue pondered: "Do you need us to intervene?"

[It doesn't seem to be used at the moment,] the system said: [Everything is going smoothly. 】

On the podium, Jiang Heping also explained the meaning of the "Support Plan", "...it is to help those with good grades to help those with low grades to achieve common progress. Let's try it out for a month for the time being, and fine-tune it after the midterm exam."

"It's the third year of high school, everyone is focusing on their studies, don't always worry about me for you, study is for you, not for me..."

People in middle age seem to have this habit of preaching as they talk.

The classroom has exploded, and a few girls in the distance are holding hands with expressions of reluctance.

In the pile of top students in the front row of the class farther away, apart from Pei Heng, who was reading with his head down and looking extremely calm, the other students were also a little worried, and asked, "Teacher, how are you arranged?"

"The seating chart will be arranged right away. I'll bring it to my class in a while. Students who have problems can come to me to discuss it," Jiang Heping said in a good-tempered manner: "This mainly depends on your own wishes. If neither party is willing, we will It can be adjusted."

"Those who don't want to wait for the seat chart to come out and come to me in private and say, that's fine, stop discussing, and continue to endorse."

Several students who still wanted to say something looked at each other and fell silent.

There was another burst of noise in the class, and the sound of small discussions was gradually covered by the sound of endorsement.

Seeing this, Jiang Heping left the classroom holding a thermos cup, and went back to the office to continue adjusting the seating plan.

He didn't realize that there was a little tail following him not far behind.

The boy walked close to the wall at a moderate pace. The strange thing was that the teachers and classmates who passed by him didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end.

……

Ye Jue followed Jiang Heping closely, and he was worried if he didn't see the seating chart with his own eyes.

If something goes wrong in such a crucial plot, then the problem will be big.

Jiang Heping got on the elevator.

Ye Jue turned around and walked quickly towards the stairs.

As soon as he entered the stairs, he almost bumped into a classmate who was walking over.

"Sorry, sorry..." He apologized, took two steps back and raised his head: "Are you okay, classmate?"

The word "learning" almost froze in his mouth.

Ye Jue looked at the person in front of him, dumbfounded: "Ji—" Yi?

In the quiet and spacious stairwell, Alpha, who had been hit by him with a dull head, looked tired, and still looked like he hadn't woken up, but the brows were slowly raised, and he lowered his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance.

Ye Jue immediately changed his words: "...Brother, good morning."

Very self-conscious.

Ji Yi paused, and looked down at him with a half-smile: "What are you going to do?"

"Go to the teacher."

"Look for a teacher..."

While reading his words sloppily, Ji Yi stood in front of him in a nonchalant manner, his broad and strong shoulders almost cast a shadow, covering Ye Jue's face, which made him a little confused.

Thinking of Jiang Heping who might have already started to line up the seats, Ye Jue was anxious, and called again tentatively: "Brother?"

...My brother, do you know what you're doing?

You are killing your love!

You deserve it because you don't have a wife!

Ji Yi, who didn't know what he was thinking at all, said slowly, "What's your name?"

He took his leisurely time, "Isn't it to eradicate evil?"

Ye Jue: "?"

Ye Jue: "..."

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Lifting his head as if suffocated, he looked at Ji Yi who was close at hand, and smiled with difficulty and slowly.

understood.

It is impossible to go.

Ji Yi can't get along with this kid, he likes to settle old scores.

……

……

A few more students came to the office intermittently.

Jiang Heping put down the lesson plans and listened to them.

"Teacher, I don't have much time to help my classmates. I still have to take part in the Mathematics Olympiad competition class. I also have piano lessons on Saturdays and Sundays. Besides, I'm in the third year of high school. My time is full..."

A few top students who came together firmly circled Jiang Heping's position. Everyone agreed, spoke in an orderly manner, and their meaning was very clear. They were unwilling to move from their current positions, and they were unwilling to change their deskmates.

Jiang Heping discussed with them and said, "The mid-term exam is just two weeks away, and the assistance plan will only be trialed for two weeks for the time being. Let's try it?"

"Some students are not unwilling to learn, but they really can't find a way. They are also introverted and don't like to come to the teacher for questions. If we sit together and help each other..."

"But what if my grades drop?" Some students said distressedly: "Teacher, your intentions are good, but I really don't want to waste time on this."

"Me too, teacher, I don't want to change seats."

"My own grades are not good. I want to take advantage of the time after class to make up lessons."

……

Jiang Heping slumped on the seat and took a sip of tea wearily.

The students who asked him for suggestions got satisfied answers and left. The computer screen suddenly lit up, and the seat chart just arranged on it was obviously useless.

The teacher in the next class who listened to the whole process snorted and said with a smile: "Old Jiang, I have already said, don't waste this kind of effort. Why do you still do these thankless things when you are in the third year of high school?"

Jiang Heping responded with a good temper: "... hey."

The teacher of the next class said again: "If you have time, let's take care of the discipline of your class. You can only hear your classmates arguing there when you enter the corridor all day long. You don't know what is going on every day."

"Really, I thought it was your class." Jiang Heping smiled like a good old man, as if he didn't see the gradually distorted face of the teacher in the next class, "Last time I heard that the teacher said that your class's discipline is too poor and deducted two points, oh , or I may have misheard."

Using Maitreya Buddha's smile to drive away the demons and ghosts again, Jiang Heping felt relieved and took another sip of tea.

After an unknown amount of time, a man suddenly stood in front of the table.

Jiang Heping, who was staring at the computer screen in a daze, raised his head, "...Hey, Pei Heng, why are you here?"

The pale and handsome alpha rarely came to the office when there was no call from the teacher. He was tall and tall, with a dignified temperament, and he was well-dressed in a school uniform. Even the two buttons on the collar were fastened to the top. He was from a family A cold and self-absorbed character cultivated by nobles.

Jiang Heping looked pleasing to the eye, changed his mind, and said clearly: "Is it for changing seats?"

"Yes," Pei Heng replied, "Are the seats arranged?"

"The arrangement is ready, but fine-tuning is still needed," Jiang Heping said, "Last time you said you didn't want to participate in this support plan. I've always remembered it. You were not assigned a tablemate for you, and you sat alone."

He babbled about changing the seating chart, and changed the names of several people with a headache. Taking a glance from the corner of his eye, he found that Pei Heng hadn't left yet.

"What's the matter, is there anything else?" He was a little surprised.

The alpha, who had always been taciturn and silent in front of him, was silent, and slowly opened his mouth, saying every word very clearly, "Teacher, I can participate in this assistance plan."

Jiang Heping: "...?"

Jiang Heping: "!"

He was so shocked that he made a slip of the tongue: "This... Didn't you say you didn't have time last time?"

Not only rejected him directly, but also euphemistically offered a suggestion to help Ye Jue make a study plan.

After all, I just don't want to have in-depth contact with others.

...How come there are two faces here?

"Now there is time."

However, in just a few days, it seemed that the tone of the alpha of the two hadn't changed at all. He raised his eyelids, his phoenix eyes were dark, and he continued in a very flat manner: "His grades are not good, he should make up for it."

"I am the squad leader and have this obligation."

Jiang Heping: "...?"

Wait, what do you have?

As a Chinese teacher, he could barely understand the meaning of the word 'obligation'.

From teaching Pei Heng in the first year of high school until now, he thinks he knows a little about this student.

Unlike Ji Yi, who is always lazy and indulges himself, Pei Heng has a somewhat stubborn personality, self-denying and polite, and not good at speaking. In three years, he has not had a single close friend.

The reason why he was appointed monitor was also because he was afraid that he would be too closed and mentally unhealthy.

When he suddenly heard such words from his mouth that didn't fit other people's plans, Jiang Heping suppressed his shock for a long time, and then said with great comfort: "...Okay, okay!"

"In this case, then as I said before, you and Ye Jue form a support group, is it okay?"

The bright golden sunlight poured in from the window, outlining a layer of gold for the boy standing quietly in front of the table.

Jiang Heping faced the light, couldn't see Pei Heng's expression clearly, and could only hear a light response without any ups and downs: "No problem."

The tall and straight alpha bowed his head slightly, and said to him again: "Thank you teacher."

"Ah, good, you go back to class."

Jiang Heping responded blankly, seeing that Pei Heng had already left the office, he tidied up the lesson plans and said in confusion, "...thank me for something."

The author has something to say:

Pei Heng: Thank you, teacher, for your success. I will definitely invite you when I get married.

Jiang Heping: ...?