Xueba at the same table is my mortal enemy

Lu Huai and Jiang Qu pinched the diagonal lines of the book, and their eyes were facing each other as if they were on the island that day.

But this time, Lu Huai let go first.

He pushed the book to Jiang Qu, and without changing his face, he slowly started to clear the table.

Jiang Qu got the book, but he felt like a loser in his heart.

What the hell?

This compulsory English book was handed out by him, and he remembered to give it to Lu Huai, so there was no mistake.

And he fiddled with half of the class, and after flipping through the same English book from the drawer, his hands shook.

……

It really is Lu Huai's book.

But this guy didn't even look at the table, how did he know that he was short of books.

Jiang Qu coughed in embarrassment, and pushed the book across the Chuhe-Han boundary, and the last bit of hanging distance was silently smashed by him with a flick of a finger.

"yours."

Lu Huai didn't look at him, and gently opened the title page with his hand, as if to confirm that Jiang Qu was not famous on it.

Jiang Qu cursed again in his heart.

He didn't even remember how many words he had scolded today. In short, Lu Huai seemed to have nothing against him.

Lu Huai threw the book in the upper right corner.

Jiang Qu didn't share the same table before, and the books and papers were packed in a mess, and he didn't have the habit of putting them on the corner of the table.

Now he is sitting on the left side of Lu Huai, with a wide gap in the middle. It stands to reason that it would be better for Lu Huai to put the book in the upper left corner, so as to form a polite and elegant natural wall, leaving some space for each other. Private space.

But Lu Huai chose to put the book in the upper right corner.

In this way, there is no barrier between the two of them. Just turn your eyes and use the simplest peripheral vision technique to spy on each other.

Jiang Qu felt as if a supervisor was sitting next to him.

He is also the number one supervisor of Nancheng City.

He turned his head, looked at the mottled walls outside the window, and thought, forget it, love someone, anyway, it's the second semester of the second year of high school, and no matter how good or bad the relationship between him and Lu Huai is, it's only a year and a half.

Jiang Qu was a little sleepy, and after yawning, he collapsed on the table.

Before class, Sheng Changqing knocked on the door again: "Squad leader and Lu Huai come here."

Jiang Qu stared in confusion for two seconds, seeing Lu Huai put down his phone, got up and went out through the back door, leaving behind a hazy but tall figure.

As soon as he left, there was a commotion in the classroom, and the boys in the back row gathered around Jiang Qu: "What's going on with Lu Huai?"

Jiang Qu lay down again: "I don't know, let's discuss it elsewhere."

"Did you say that he transferred to our school voluntarily? Could there be any unspeakable secrets..."

"It looks pretty cool."

"It's like someone owes him money."

Jiang Qu thought they were noisy, so he raised his eyelids lazily: "If I were number one in the city, I would walk around the school, believe it or not."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear the expected laughter. Instead, the people around him dispersed tacitly to make way.

When Lu Huai came in, he didn't respond to their fearful attitude, and didn't seem to hear Jiang Qu's words, so he sat down quietly and took out his mobile phone.

Before turning on the screen, he looked up at the crowd.

The boys lost their sense of humor after being stared at like this.

Jiang Qu snorted inwardly, and said goodbye.

He changed the direction and lay on his stomach with his back to Lu Huai. After a while, there was a gust of hot air around his ears, and he heard Lu Huai's voice: "Your class monitor, why is it called Fu Shenao?"

Jiang Qu turned his head and saw Lu Huai's enlarged face in front of him. He immediately leaned back two inches in fright: "Fuck! Why are you so close to me!"

Lu Huai leaned his arms on the edge of the table and sat back: "I'm afraid you won't hear me."

The tone of this sentence was not bad, and it made Jiang Qu feel comfortable. He rubbed his flattened hair and answered the question with a smile: "He was born on the day Beijing's Olympic bid was successful. Don't ask the date, just search it yourself."

"July 2001, 7." Lu Huai added, "Friday."

Jiang Qu came as soon as he opened his mouth, choked for a long time before replying calmly: "Oh, you are indeed a god of learning."

Lu Huai turned his head to look at him, but said nothing.

For a whole day, Jiang Qu, as Lu Huai's deskmate, felt the most sincere and enthusiastic eyes from all the teachers, and if he had a slight errand, he would be warned, which was extremely annoying and worse than death.

When the school bell rang, he dumped it on the table without saying a word, with his forehead pressed on the book, thinking about going to talk to Sheng Changqing tomorrow and get Lu Huai away.

"You...have you packed your things, can you go?" Fu Shen'ao stood by Lu Huai's table.

Jiang Qu opened his eyes a little, and saw that Lu Huai followed Fu Shenao with an empty schoolbag.

He tapped Wu Xun's shoulder from behind: "Why are they going?"

"Friends, friends, friends." After Wu Xun finished speaking, someone in front of him said, "Lu Huai is a student, and the class monitor goes to and from school with him, so as to enhance our relationship and feel the ~warmth of the ~class collective~"

Jiang Qu smiled first: "It's awesome, admit it, let's hear what the class monitor used to warm Xue Shen tomorrow."

However, the next day they did not wait for the expected group warmth.

Fu Shen'ao followed Lu Huai into the classroom, just put down his schoolbag, turned around and went to the office, and came back sadly after ten minutes.

"Lu Huai, what are you doing?" Jiang Qu squeezed into the first row, Fu Shenao was too fat, and Jiang Qu couldn't fit in, so he pushed him to sit on another stool.

Fu Shen'ao made a pause gesture: "Don't, Jiang Jiang, Jiang Ge, Jiang Ye, the past is unbearable."

Jiang Qu took off his long-sleeved school uniform: "Don't worry, I'll cover you."

Fu Shen'ao used his school uniform to cover up the muscle lines exposed in Jiang Qu's short sleeves: "March, wear more clothes, don't freeze, it's really no big deal, it's just that from yesterday to today, Lu Huai didn't take the initiative to talk to you. I said a word, I asked the question unilaterally, and he was forced to answer, and it was too cold... Sigh, my glass heart is so fragile that it is not enough."

Jiang Qu pressed the corner of his mouth into a smile: "You are so miserable."

Fu Shen'ao: "...Hmm."

Early in the morning, Jiang Qu teased Fu's Olympic bid. Jiang Qu was in a good mood. He thought about going to the office after morning study, and suggested that Sheng Changqing transfer Lu Huai to sit at the same table with Fu's Olympic bid.

He strolled back to his seat and saw that Lu Huai was wearing earphones, and he had turned to the last page of the vocabulary list in the English book, just looking at it.

……

Xueshen really has a special learning method.

Jiang Qu put the school uniform jacket on the table, and greeted Lu Huai by the way: "Morning."

Lu Huai took off the left earphone: "Morning."

"Doesn't this look okay?" Jiang Qu took out the breakfast from the drawer and pushed Wu Xun's shoulder in the front seat, "Stay out of my way."

With a steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, Wu Xun said vaguely, "Do you have...soy milk, give me a sip, choke..."

Jiang Qu gave him the only bottle of soy milk in disgust: "Fuck off, my mother cheats on eating and drinking all day long."

Wu Xun took a big sip and put it back. Jiang Qu was just about to drink it through a straw when he jumped around his temple. He turned his head and felt a strong gaze——Lu Huai was staring at him and his soymilk with deep eyes.

It seemed to dislike him for drinking what Wu Xun had drunk.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Qu still refused to accept it. Do you have any objections to drinking my own soy milk?

Lu Huai raised his eyebrows lightly: "I just heard that the amount of saliva secreted by people is similar to the amount of urine produced every day."

Jiang Qu subconsciously swallowed his Adam's apple, looked down at his soy milk, the color became more and more wrong, but he couldn't tell Lu Huai so easily, so he just pushed the cup forward, waited for 5 minutes, kicked Wu Asking about the stool: "It's cold, here you are."

"You don't want to drink?" Wu Xun looked into the cup fearfully, "Is it poisonous..."

"Go away, don't let me fall."

After Wu Xun snatched the soy milk away, Jiang Qu didn't forget to stare at Lu Huai, took out his own breakfast and smelled it, and then calmed down.

What he bought today was a bowl of rice noodles, which was cumbersome to put on the table, and would be easy to be spotted, so he simply hunched his upper body and ate with his head buried underneath.

Lu Huai looked down, and what he could see was a small raised spine on the back of Jiang Qu's neck, leading the neck line into the white T-shirt.

Cold white skin has such benefits, no matter what time it is fair and beautiful.

Lu Huai caught the figure shaking in the aisle out of the corner of his eye, and raised his hand to press on the small bump on Jiang Qu, reminding him in a low voice, "Teacher Su is here."

When the cold fingertips touched his dry skin, Jiang Qu shuddered reflexively, but after hearing the last sentence, he skillfully stuffed the breakfast into the drawer and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

After pretending to read the English vocabulary for 5 minutes, Jiang Qu finally watched Su Yunying leave, lowered his head, finished the cold breakfast in two or three bites, and threw it into the trash can.

"Thanks."

Lu Huai only glanced at him, then continued to sit dryly, reading his English book.

After morning reading, Sheng Changqing called Jiang Qu out.

"How does it feel to be at the same table as Lu Huai?" The two of them took a few steps outside.

The morning light from the window sill streamed into the classroom, Jiang Qu turned his head, and at a glance, he saw a thin golden layer on Lu Huai's shoulders, and a few strands of hair stood in the air, revealing a lazy warmth, which made Lu Huai's unapproachable aura The indifference has diminished a lot.

Jiang Qu lowered his eyes, turned the words that came to his throat, and said, "That's it."

"I heard he doesn't like to talk?" Sheng Changqing leaned against the railing with his book in his arms.He is not very old. He just celebrated his 29th birthday at the beginning of the year. He is young and fashionable. He wears gold-rimmed glasses and smiles like an old fox.

Jiang Qu couldn't stand his smirk, panicked, and looked disgusted: "You feel it yourself."

Sheng Changqing raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when Jiang Qu said first, "Can you change his seat? He is number one in the city anyway. If you let him sit with me, I'm not afraid that I will abduct him to skip class and go online tomorrow, right?"

"Lu Huai doesn't look like someone with such poor concentration." Sheng Changqing changed the subject, "Are you still playing this semester?"

Jiang Qu narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "What do you want to do? I have a backer. As a young teacher, you have to respect Lao Lin."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you play, I just discussed it with you." Sheng Changqing started to play the emotional card, "I took over Lu Huai, and the upper management put a lot of pressure on him. He wants to compete for the provincial champion. Even if I am a nanny, I have to give He worked for a year and a half."

Jiang Qu laughed out of his nasal cavity: "You are so humble, but what does it have to do with whether I play or not?"

"Many of Mr. Lin's classes this semester are in the last class in the afternoon. I'm afraid it's too late to occupy the court for you." Sheng Changqing pointed to himself, "I, what do you think?"

Nancheng No. [-] Middle School is an old campus, and the basketball court is not big enough. When we go after school in the afternoon, it will be full of people, and we can't even touch a basketball hoop.

Fortunately, Lao Lin, the physics teacher in their class, likes playing ball and being with them, so he often goes to the court to occupy a seat in advance when there is no class.

Jiang Qu was still skeptical and asked, "What conditions do you have?"

"I checked the home addresses of the two of you, and it's almost on the way, so go to and from school with Lu Huai during this time."

Jiang Qu showed a "I think you are crazy" expression: "No time."

Do you think paying licking dogs is unqualified, and want to change to a ginger licking dog to keep you warm?

"I'll take the mid-term exam for you." Sheng Changqing said, "I also stopped Teacher Su for you to prevent her from taking your physical education class."

"..." The conditions are a bit tempting, Jiang Qu thought for three seconds, "The end of the semester."

"One month before the final exam, at most."

"Okay." For the pitch.

Jiang Qu touched his earlobe. In fact, he knew what Sheng Changqing meant.

Fu Shen'ao is the class monitor, if Lu Huai can get to know him well, he will get to know everyone in the class faster, and Jiang Qu, although his studies are not very good, but he is very popular, he can't tell everyone to listen, but As long as he shows kindness to Lu Huai, the people in that class will accept Lu Huai whatever they say.

What is going home together is to force Lu Huai to arrange a friend.

She really has the heart to be a nanny.

Jiang Qu: "When do I want to accompany him to and from school? Is one week enough?"

Sheng Changqing smiled: "I don't know."

"You fucking?"

"Pay attention to your speech."

Jiang Qu rolled his eyes in his heart and went back to the classroom, tapped on Lu Huai's desk: "Let's go together after school today."

The author has something to say: Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, is jealous every day.

Xiaolu Xiaolu, it's all routines.