The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

At that moment, the leader of Jiang University, who had been in the world for many years and had never seen any bloody scenes, stopped there abruptly while bowing his head and holding the book.

Is it too late for him to change classes now!

After about two or three seconds, Colonel Jiang completed the action of holding the book calmly.After analyzing the possibility of Wen Yan's hands-on actions in class, he showed a symbolic friendly smile.

"Hey, what a coincidence."

Wen Yan glanced at him indifferently, but didn't speak to him.

But Jiang Han clearly read the meaning of "who coincides with you" from his face.

I just beat someone up the day before yesterday, and I ran into him today, and it just so happened that I was at the same table!

What kind of fucking peerless "fate" is this!

TV shows don't dare to act like this!

With extremely complicated emotions, Jiang Han spread out the test paper and took out a pen, but his mind was not on the lecture at all.

Although it was a group fight, he was at fault after all, and I don't know if the injury was serious or not?

I also thought that if I could still come to class, it shouldn't be serious.

But... who knows?

Maybe it's just holding on...

Looking at that pale face, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's okay...

It was the first time that Jiang Da's bully, who had lived unrestrainedly for 18 years, felt so distressed.

He wanted to ask, "Are you seriously injured?", but seeing that Wen Yan didn't intend to answer him at all, he couldn't open his mouth.

And it seems that he doesn't remember him from the look of that person, it seems a bit stupid to ask you "Are you okay" after hitting him.

The third class is a self-study class. Now there are no books or materials. To put it bluntly, it is a free class. As long as you don’t leave the classroom, the teacher will not care what you are doing.

After Jiang Han spent the second class in a disturbed mood, he felt that he had to express a little apology, so he went to the infirmary to get a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao back after class.

In any case, at least let people see his sincerity.

When Wen Yan came back, Wen Yan was resting on the table, Jiang Han stuffed the medicine into the table first, planning to wait for someone to wake up.

In the classroom, those who tell gossip speak gossip, those who sleep sleep, and few people are studying.Jiang Han was a little bored, remembering that he hadn't written the English homework assigned for the holiday, so he poked the front and said in a low voice, "Hey, can you lend me that English homework?"

Liu Wei at the front desk visibly trembled, turned his head tremblingly, and said with a confused expression, "Wh, what English homework?"

"Didn't the teacher assign homework?" Jiang Han said, "I remember that there seems to be something... um, reading and translation should be written, it should be the yellow book called 'Lao Ma will take you to learn English'."

"Master Tai" is the nickname of their English teacher Zhou Miao, who was secretly nicknamed by everyone because of his strict teaching.

Liu Wei's expression froze for five seconds before he said, "That was arranged during the mock exam last semester."

And people don't call it "Lao Ma will teach you English", but "Brother Feng will teach you English", it's green!

Of course, he didn't dare to say that.

As a person who is seriously partial to subjects and has always been idle in his studies, it is quite remarkable that he can still remember that there are homework in English.

Hearing that there was no homework to copy, Jiang Han was naturally happy, without any embarrassment at all.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There were still 10 minutes before get out of class was over.After playing with his mobile phone for a while, Jiang Han unconsciously turned his gaze back to Wen Yan.

The boy's stature is still immature and thin, and the collarbone exposed under the white T-sleeve is thin and thin.The warm rose sun outside the window sprinkled on the fine and soft hair, softening the sense of alienation on the young man.

How could a person who was so clingy when he was a child become so... well, cold when he grows up.

Jiang Han secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that two days had passed, and he wondered if the wound on his stomach had subsided...

Jiang Han struggled in his heart for a while, thinking that it would be okay if he took a sneak peek, since Wen Yan was sleeping anyway.

Thinking about it this way, Young Master Jiang is a man of action, and he has already moved over.Then, he smelled a faint fragrance.

It's a bit like the smell of summer lavender, and it's also a bit like the refreshing smell of melting ice and snow in winter... He can't describe it specifically, but it smells good.

But when he sniffed it carefully, it was gone again.

Jiang Han thought for two seconds, then reached out and quietly lifted the corner of Wen Yan's clothes.

The bruises on the stomach have not subsided, leaving on the white skin, bright and a bit dazzling.

Jiang Han suddenly felt a little guilty, and was about to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was grabbed by someone in the next second; at the same time, a cold voice sounded beside his ear: "What are you doing?"

Wen Yan had already woken up and was looking at him warily.

Jiang Han: "..."

"No, no...it's not what you think..."

It was the first time that Young Master Jiang was so speechless. He looked at his haunted claws, then at Wen Yan's defensive eyes, and finally gave up altogether, and said with a broken can, "Actually, I just want to see you injury."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and he himself did not believe what he said.

With that said, to prove his innocence, Jiang Han took out the Yunnan Baiyao from the table and handed it to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan stared blankly at the medicine bottle in Jiang Han's hand, then let go of Jiang Han's hand, and said "no need" lightly.

Jiang Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing this tone, he should not be angry, at least he didn't regard him as a pervert or anything.

But then, he saw Wen Yan stand up and take out the book from the table.

Jiang Han asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Wen Yan: "Change seats."

Jiang Han: "..."

"Don't!" Jiang Han hurriedly said, he grabbed Wen Yan's hand subconsciously, "This seat is very good, the two seats at the door are always patrolled by the 'Impermanence Ghosts', and no one dares to sit there on weekdays. He is stern and selfless, and if caught, he will invite his parents..."

Jiang Han spoke so sincerely that he completely forgot that good students are not afraid of being investigated.That's right, after all, in Jiang Xiaoba's subconscious for 17 years, those who sit in the last row either don't like to study, or the mud can't support the wall.

Wen Yan's eyes fell on Jiang Han's hand holding him. The young man's fingers were slender and fair, with prominent joints, which just encircled his arm for half a circle.

Jiang Han subconsciously followed Wen Yan's gaze, then silently let go of his hand.

He always felt that one day his claws would be lost.

The end of summer has not yet passed, but the boy's arms are cold.

Seeing that Wen Yan was a little shaken, Jiang Han continued to insist: "And there is a trash can at the door, and there is always an unpleasant smell in summer. The smell is definitely refreshing, and it can keep you energetic all day long..."

The three words "trash can" successfully dissuaded Wen Yan, and Wen Yan put the book back on the table.

Finally, he managed to keep him, Jiang Han was a little happy, at least the class wouldn't be so boring if he had a deskmate.

Jiang Han took out his mobile phone and typed: Are you there?

Reply over there in seconds:?

[JH: What should I do if I don’t accept something as a gift? ]

[Princess Feifei: Brother, do you want to give girls something? ! ! ! ]

[Princess Feifei: Who is who! !I'd like to see whose girl has such backbone! !I want to worship her. ]

[JH: Get out!It's not a girl, just tell me what to do. ]

[Princess Feifei: Oh, let me think about it, but why did you give him something? ]

[JH: Accidentally beat someone up. ]

[Princess Feifei:? ? ? ]

[Princess Feifei: A slap and a candy, I wouldn’t accept it instead. ]

[Princess Feifei: Is it the one from the previous vocation?But brother, this is indeed something you did unethically, sneak attack is not your style. ]

[JH: Cut the crap. ]

[Princess Feifei: Good. ]

[Princess Feifei: Then you should apologize well, so that people can feel your extremely sorry heart and guilt. ]

[Princess Feifei: It's like pretending to be obedient and soft in front of parents after failing the exam. ]

Jiang Han thought about the feasibility, then pushed the medicine bottle onto Wen Yan's table, coughed and said, "Then what... I was wrong about what happened last time. If you feel uncomfortable, you can call back."

At the end, I sincerely added: "Really, I promise not to fight back."

The movement of the two had already attracted the attention of the people around them, but they kept their ears pricked up while suppressing their curiosity.

Wen Yan had a headache, Chen Xing even sent him more than ten messages asking him what happened, Wen Yan didn't know how to reply.

He wanted this person to shut up, but his good upbringing prevented him from saying that, but if he didn't accept it, this person might bother him, so he had no choice but to accept the active oil, and then he didn't show any expression Say "thank you".

Seeing that Jiang Han was about to speak again, Wen Yan said again: "Okay, I accept your apology."

Although Jiang Han's thinking was not online this afternoon, he also heard that Wen Yan meant that he didn't want to talk to him, so he also took the initiative to shut up.

...

Tongcheng No. [-] Middle School is an open and inclusive school that pays attention to the overall level development of students, and takes the comprehensive construction of morality, intelligence, physical education and aesthetics as its long-term school-running purpose.To put it simply, the results are not as good as others, and other aspects are used to make up for it.

In the first and second grades of high school, I only have half a day of class on weekends, and I finish self-study at eight o'clock on weekdays.In the first week of school, the principal of the school even skipped the morning and evening self-study in order to let the students adjust their status better. It is really hard to find such a good leader who is considerate to the students.

So as soon as the get out of class bell rang, everyone swarmed out of the classroom as if they had received some kind of instructions, Internet cafes in Internet cafes, basketball courts in basketball courts, running faster than rabbits.

Wen Yan had nothing to pack, and he left the classroom when the corridor was almost gone.

Yang Qian sent him a message saying that he was waiting for him at the school gate and went out to eat together, Wen Yan replied "yes".

As soon as he reached the door of the classroom, a girl stopped Wen Yan.

Holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, she glanced weakly into the classroom, and then said to Wen Yan: "Student, can you call Jiang Han from your class for me, thank you."

Wen Yan's footsteps stopped, but soon someone in the classroom teased and shouted: "Jiang Han, a girl is looking for you."

In the classroom, Jiang Han responded from a distance, and then the boys booed: "Jiang Han can do it... there are girls looking for him just after school..."

—

"It was Luo Yi who deliberately found fault that night. He didn't bother you at school, did he?"

"No, he probably doesn't know me."

Yang Qian chose a time-honored noodle restaurant near the school. The furnishings and decoration are in the style of the Republic of China, and the cinnabar red paint makes the environment dark and elegant.This meeting was just after school, and there were quite a lot of people in the store, and the two of them were sitting and waiting for their meal.

"I was afraid that he would find fault on purpose. After all, you were there that night."

Yang Qian's words sounded like he was gnashing his teeth. Not only did he not win or lose that night, he was also ordered to punish him.

As if thinking of something, Yang Qian said again: "There is also Jiang Han, who can get together with Luo Yi is probably not a good person, it is best to stay away."

Wen Yan hummed inexplicably, picked up the cup and took a sip of water before saying, "Jiang Han...what's wrong with him?"

"I heard that he changes girlfriends three or four times a semester, so it's... not right." Yang Qian didn't know much about Jiang Han, and his knowledge of Jiang Han was only based on rumors, but he didn't want to change girlfriends like this. Speed ​​is definitely not a good character.

The scene of leaving the classroom just now flashed through Wen Yan's mind, and he smiled meaninglessly.

Yang Qian naturally didn't expect that the "not a good person" he said was already at the same table with Wen Yan, and he was very happy.

But it is often said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive. As soon as Jiang Han walked into the noodle shop, he saw Wen Yan, and sat down at their table very familiarly, and then said hello very naturally: "Hi! Dear colleague table, don’t mind sharing a table.”

The tone was so familiar that it was like an old friend who had known him for decades.

It would be hypocritical to ask this question even after sitting down, Wu Fei followed Jiang Han heartily, thinking that his brother was still so thick-skinned.

But... at the same table?

When did Jiang Han have a tablemate?

Wu Fei had a bad stomach today and didn't go to school, so he didn't know about the transfer student.

As we all know, the seat next to Jiang Han is always vacant, not because of the school bully, but because no one wants to sit next to someone who never pays attention to class but can get high scores in every exam as the same table.

After all, people are better than people, and it is easy to piss people off.

Although Wu Fei had doubts, he followed Jiang Han and sat next to him: "Well, you don't mind having one more person."

I haven't learned other skills, but I have practiced thick-skinned like fire.

Wen Yan glanced at the two of them without saying a word, acquiescing to their table sharing.

There was only Yang Qian in the audience, who was still immersed in the fact that Wen Yan and Jiang Han were at the same table without recovering.After a while, he cursed "Fuck" in a low voice.

"When did it happen?" Yang Qian asked in shock.

Wu Fei also wanted to ask when it happened. He thought his brother might be beaten up—there was a fight the day before yesterday, so how could anyone rush forward so eagerly.

But in fact, he was worrying too much, Yang Qian just looked around the two of them a few times, staring at Jiang Han vigilantly, and then he didn't continue.

"Ah," Jiang Han didn't realize it at first, but after seeing Yang Qian's wary eyes, he said, "Don't be so nervous. Although we are at the same table for the first day, I am also very concerned about the new tablemate. The day before yesterday It was a misunderstanding, it was purely a money transaction, and I didn't—"

He wanted to say "I didn't do anything." But then he realized that the person he accidentally injured was right next to him, so he changed it to "Just for fun".

After speaking, Jiang Han poked Wu Fei again.

Wu Fei immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, I can guarantee that our boss really didn't want to make a move. If you don't believe me, you can ask your people, there is absolutely no harm—"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Han coughing lightly, and Wu Fei understood immediately: "I will never hurt anyone intentionally."

He was stopped by someone before that night, and naturally he didn't see the person's appearance clearly.At this moment, after thinking about it, I realized that his brother is really not afraid of being beaten-although few people can beat Jiang Han.

I just beat someone up the day before yesterday, and today I was able to share a table for dinner, and I was still at the same table on the first day of school. This is no one's luck.

Wu Fei felt that this person had a good temper, and even now he could bear not to beat him up.

But what he didn't know was that Wen Yan had already beaten someone before, when Jiang Han didn't call him "beautiful sister" that night.

"Getting together is fate, how about making friends." Jiang Han always had a lively atmosphere on his mouth, "Come on, come on, let's treat you as an invitation to this meal today. How about you? It is good."

Whether he hit someone or not, Yang Qian naturally knew that he didn't know Jiang Han's personality, but he didn't want Wen Yan to get in touch with such a person.

He always felt that Wen Yan was different from them. He should be excellent, respected, and a good student in the eyes of other parents.

But seeing Wen Yan didn't seem to refuse, Yang Qian couldn't say anything.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Han took the initiative to bring a few bottles of drinks over, and cooperated with Wu Fei's slippery mouth, the atmosphere was not so stiff for a while.

The signature beef flower noodles here are the most famous. The beef is freshly slaughtered beef, and the noodles are hand-made refreshing ramen. Several people order signature noodles.

After a while, the noodles came over.

The store is very affordable, half a bowl full of beef, full of color, flavor and ingredients.

Teenagers in high school are growing their bodies, and they are unambiguous when they eat. Wu Fei is a foodie, and he has already started to eat.

Then, as soon as Yang Qian looked up, he saw Jiang Han take away the coriander from Wen Yan's bowl.

Yang Qian: "..."

Is this really just the first day we met?

"You can give it to me if you don't eat it." Jiang Han looked at Wen Yan and said, "Anyway, if you don't eat it, you throw it away, don't waste it."

Wen Yan paused with his chopsticks, looked at Jiang Han's smiling face, only glanced at him indifferently, and continued to eat noodles quietly.

Yang Qian was so shocked that he almost dropped his chopsticks. Wen Yan has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and doesn't like things touched by others, let alone things like picking up vegetables.

But seeing Wen Yan's reaction was not very repulsive, Yang Qian glanced at the two with a complicated expression, and finally suppressed the doubts in his heart.