The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The morning of the second day of school.

"Morning, Uncle Liang."

"Hey, Xiaohan got up so early today, so let's start school."

The soup bun shop still opened very early, the boss came out from inside, turned around and said, "Yuan Yuan, you must take that cold medicine on time. Wait for grandpa to pick you up after school..."

"When did your grandson come back? Why didn't you see him come out to play?" Jiang Han asked casually after paying the money.

"It's only been a few days since I came back from abroad, and I came here to study in kindergarten. We, the old couple, are idle anyway..."

"That's good too. It's more lively if there are children in the house." Jiang Han glanced inside. The child was quite white and a bit of mixed race.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of another fair little face, and couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

"Grandpa, that lid can't be opened..." A child's crisp voice came from inside.

"Where to put it first. The milk must be drunk on time to supplement nutrition, otherwise it will not grow tall..."

"Okay, I've finished drinking today."

When Jiang Han heard this, he stepped back and said, "Uncle Liang, please get another bottle of milk."

"Hey, I remember you didn't like drinking milk before?" Uncle Liang had doubts, but he still took a bottle of milk from the shelf and gave it to him.

Jiang Han touched his nose: "I bought it for someone else."

"Give it to the female classmate." The boss asked.

Jiang Han smiled and said nothing

There were still 10 minutes before the flag raising, the classroom was noisy, Jiang Han stepped into the classroom as usual.

"Jiang Han, remember to write your math homework."

"Brother Han, you're finally here. Heiwuchang is going to raise the flag today to check people's names, and those who bring 'goods' be careful..."

"School uniforms, everyone, remember to put on a set of school uniforms..."

Before Jiang Han got to his seat, the representatives of various subjects had already swarmed up, as if vowing to take down the number one homework defaulter, but just as they were about to show their skills, they were surprised to find It has been written.

"This time the handwriting is actually the same!" Someone exclaimed.

"Brother Han, won't someone else write it for you this time?"

"Don't say it, the writing is pretty..."

Sitting next to Jiang Han, Wu Fei was copying his homework to Fei Qi. Hearing this, he couldn't help but want to say: Isn't this nonsense, otherwise how did those girlfriends come to be him.

But after thinking about it, as Jiang Han's best friend, it is impossible for him to say that the reason why Jiang Han has so many girlfriends is purely to help him with his homework.

And he copied it willingly, without any complaints. What else can he say as a follower besides indignantly saying "the sky is not fair".

It's a pity that being good-looking can really be eaten, Wu Fei can't wait to grow two hands.

The crowd dispersed, Jiang Han glanced at his deskmate after sitting down.

Wen Yan didn't know what kind of book he was reading. It was densely packed with English words, and even if the combination of them made Jiang Dahua go to high school, he might not be able to understand what it meant.

Emotionally, his deskmate is still a top student.

But I also thought about it, with Wen Yan's quiet temperament, it is suitable for reading.

Jiang Han watched silently for a while, then put the milk on Wen Yan's table.

Wen Yan stopped and looked up at him.

Jiang Han coughed, and said solemnly: "Well, it seems that your complexion is not very good. Although studying is very important, you should also pay attention to your own body."

"—As a deskmate, I need to care about the health of my new classmates!"

The righteous and natural demeanor really seemed to be a member of the class showing friendship and caring for classmates. There was no sign on his face that giving milk was just guilt for beating him up.

When the words fell, Wu Fei's hand that copied the homework trembled and nearly sent the words flying out of the sky.

He heard it right!

Will Jiang Han "care" for his classmates?

If he remembers correctly, Jiang Han couldn't remember the name of the boy in the same class for three years in the last friendly basketball match, and he was told the name three times in the end, but the next day he still called him wrong.

The corner was quiet for three seconds, Wen Yan stared at the milk silently for a moment, and then said: "How can you tell that I don't look good?"

The tone is unclear, and I can't hear what it means.

Jiang Han groaned, and blinked with some doubts: "Otherwise, why is your face always so pale, and you look like you're going to be weak..."

The atmosphere was quiet for another three seconds, and then a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

"Pfft hahahaha..."

As a sports committee member, Luo Qing just came down to move books. He couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and looked like he was about to laugh out loud, "Brother Han, my stomach hurts, can I say you are cute... Hahahahaha... ..."

"No... brother, are you serious?" Wu Fei also had a suppressed smile on his face, and it was really not easy to concentrate on not copying typos, "But, it's really funny..."

When Jiang Han turned his head, he found that everyone around him was looking at him with amused expressions.

"Get out." Jiang Han was a little annoyed, and kicked Luo Qing, probably thinking it was funny, so he couldn't help but cursed, "Laughing fart, what's so funny?"

Luo Qing smiled for a while, restrained her cheeks and said, "Brother Han, is it true that no one has ever said you are a straight man?"

Jiang Han: "Laugh again and kick you down."

"Hahaha, okay, I won't laugh anymore..."

"That Jiang Han." Everyone laughed for a long time, and finally someone spoke, "Student Wen Yan doesn't have a bad complexion, he's just so pale."

Wen Yan's skin is cold and fair, the kind that can be so white that it glows under the light. At first glance, it seems a bit too natural and white, but it is definitely not the abnormal paleness.

But it’s not surprising that Jiang Han thinks he looks bad. He’s a person who doesn’t even know his parents when he’s approved by Internet celebrities, but insists that he has a pure natural makeup, so he doesn’t expect him to be able to tell the difference between cold white and pale. .

The person who spoke just now was Zhao Ying, the cultural and entertainment committee member. She is a gentle and gentle lady in the class, and she is more popular with everyone.She looked at the time, put away her smile and said, "Hey! Don't laugh, everyone, can you make a good impression on Wen Yan? The flag will be raised soon, everyone pay attention to dress up."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Wen Yan again: "Student Wen Yan, the old class asked you to go to the office for something."

At the right time, the radio sounded on the campus - "The flag-raising ceremony is about to begin, please gather all students in the playground. Please gather in the playground."

"Please consciously wear your school uniform, wear your school badge, and pay attention to your appearance..."

After all, it was the first time the flag was raised at the beginning of school, and the school would be more strict in checking. Everyone who wore school uniforms, and those who hid their mobile phones, all their attention was diverted, and this short episode was temporarily over.

Jiang Han came to his senses later, and muttered in a low voice when he got up: "Why is it whiter than when I was a child..."

Wen Yan was about to go to the office, but didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Han said quickly, "The milk was bought for you anyway." Seeing Wen Yan picked up the milk, Jiang Han thought he was going to throw it away, and said heartbrokenly, "It's shameful to waste it. How many children in impoverished mountainous areas cannot eat because of poverty..."

Before he could say the word "?", Wen Yan tore open the milk straw and inserted it in.

"...But you don't look like the kind of person who wastes food," Jiang Han seamlessly connected, "This kind of non-waste spirit is very worthy of our promotion. It is my honor to have such a tablemate."

The painting style changed too quickly, Wen Yan finally glanced at him now: "Your concern has been received, can you excuse me?"

"The tablemates care about each other, don't be polite, don't be polite." Jiang Han stepped aside enthusiastically, and kindly reminded him, "The office is on the third floor, turn left and that's it..."

"Students, the past has passed, and the new semester has begun. The new semester has a new atmosphere, and everyone should set a new goal for themselves. Whether it is the first year of high school, the second year of high school, or the third year of high school, everyone should set up a responsibility Consciousness, your main purpose now is to learn..."

"Brother, tell me the truth, do you two know each other?"

After the flag-raising ceremony, the principal was making a passionate speech in front of the school stage. Wu Fei sneaked up and whispered to Jiang Han: "But it's impossible. I knew you when you were wearing crotch pants. It doesn't make sense that you know and I don't." Do you know him? And he is still a top student, Lao Jiang is probably going crazy with joy this time."

Jiang Han stood at the end of the line in a sloppy posture, interrupting him and saying, "How do you know you're a top student?"

"Ah, isn't everyone in the class talking about it?" Wu Fei was at a loss for a moment, and then remembered that Jiang Han has always been a person who doesn't read group news, and explained, "The awesome university student transferred from the experimental class of Changheng Middle School Bully! I heard that Lao Jiang didn’t close his mouth yesterday afternoon, and a group of teachers in the office were talking about it.”

Seeing Jiang Han stand up straighter, Wu Fei couldn't help saying with sympathy: "The teachers of all subjects have already known each other since the beginning of school. You two are at the same table, so brother, I advise you to take care of yourself, maybe you will be watched by Lao Jiang in the future." die."

Jiang Han was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and then smiled harmlessly at Wu Fei: "You're wrong, Lao Jiang won't stare at me."

Wu Fei: "?"

Jiang Han: "He will only focus on those with poor grades."

Wu Fei: "..." Well, he felt that fate was unfair again.

Jiang Han: "There are more."

Wu Fei took a step back vigilantly.

Jiang Han: "When you were wearing crotch pants, I could already pick ten out of ten."

Wu Fei: "..." So why on earth did he seek self-torture!

Wu Fei felt that he was also mentally strong, if it were someone else, he would have a myocardial infarction sooner or later.

Grieving and indignantly eating a bag of potato chips secretly, Wu Fei still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Do you know him?"

Jiang Han looked up at him from the phone, and smiled strangely: "Guess?"

Wu Fei was so disturbed, he rubbed his arms unconsciously: "Brother, don't be so scary, okay. I can't guess."

Looking at the front desk, Jiang Han casually turned his cell phone, and said, "I know him."

Wu Fei: "And then?"

Jiang Han: "He doesn't know me."

Wu Fei: "..."

What kind of answer is this?

After the flag was raised, Jiang Han put away his mobile phone and walked towards the toilet. Wu Fei followed him in a daze for a second: "Why do you know him and he doesn't know you? Could it be that you have seen him before..."