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Chapter 181 We will be at the same table from now on

At the end of the four classes in the morning, everyone also had a new understanding of Fan Yihang.

A guy who got an unprecedented high score in Chinese and a perfect score in math is actually in their ordinary class!

In just one morning, the entire No. [-] Middle School knew that Fan Yihang was not only a "face genius", but also a fucking real "genius".

If usually only girls from other classes would come to Fan Yihang's class to probe their brains, then now even the boys would squeeze their heads to the door of the class, and they would not be able to drive away.

Of course, some of these people came here for Fan Yihang's grades and wanted to see the real person; some of them were just gossiping about who the guy whose school supermarket envelopes were sold out because of him was.

These people came excitedly and returned in despair.

They shook their heads one by one: "There's nothing to do, there's nothing to do..."

Luo Weiwei sat on a chair with her feet on the table, glanced at the crowded classroom door and then at the guy next to him who was still writing the simulation paper for the college entrance examination, and said twice, "Fan Yihang, you still You're really skittish, look at you, our class is in a traffic jam!"

Fan Yihang continued to write the questions in his pen as if he hadn't heard anything, and he was not at all moved by the crowd at the door who wanted to take a look at him.

Deadwood!

Luo Weiwei shook her head, thinking that she was the only one who could stand his sullen temper. She was really great, saving the students in the class from fire and water.Whoever sits at the same table as him will be suffocated to death!

However, these days are coming to an end, there is no homeroom teacher's class in the morning, so there is no talk about seat transfer.

Thinking of this, Luo Weiwei didn't have the heart to cross Erlang's legs, put her legs away, and took advantage of the lunch break to sleep on the table.

If there is something unhappy, just sleep on it!

However, she usually fell asleep as soon as she touched the table, but she turned her head around and couldn't fall asleep in any position.

"Hello." She didn't sleep at all, she rested her head on her right hand, and poked Fan Yihang's arm with her left hand.

Fan Yihang ignored her and kept writing in his hand.

She said directly: "Maybe I will change positions after the basketball game. As my tablemate for the past few weeks, what do you want to say to me?"

Fan Yihang finally stopped writing, but did not turn his eyes. He paused, and said in a casual tone: "Study hard."

Luo Weiwei was taken aback, and frowned: "Except for this?"

She was answered by silence.

Depend on!
This person, maybe he didn't want to be at the same table with her for a long time in his heart, but she still felt extremely... extremely reluctant.

Luo Weiwei, Luo Weiwei, when will you stop being sentimental?
The school's announcement sounded: "Athletes from all classes participating in the basketball game are invited to gather in front of the podium on the playground."

Luo Weiwei was annoyed by Fan Yihang's attitude, snorted coldly and called the four members of the women's team to leave.

When Song Ningyuan ran in from outside the classroom, Luo Weiwei had already left. When he ran into Fan Yihang who happened to stand up, he hurried over and said, "Let's go, Fan Yihang, call for assembly."

"I see." He paused and said, "Go first, I'll be right there."

"Okay, don't be too slow." Song Ningyuan took the other three people and left first.

Fan Yihang walked out of the classroom door and walked towards Grandma Liu's office.

……

The broadcast set is mainly to draw lots to determine the opponents and the order of the game. The order of men and women is different. Luo Weiwei happened to draw the team from the next class. Song Ningyuan and the others were even more miserable. They drew a class with two school basketball players.

"How did you get the sixth class? Damn!" Song Ningyuan kicked the rostrum angrily.

"Don't worry, Brother Yuan, don't we have Fan Yihang? Last time he played against Shen Mucheng, he almost won. You know Shen Mucheng's skills. Back then, the teacher in charge of the school team chased him and asked him to join the team. , he won't go in."

Listening to this, Song Ningyuan felt happy for a while and irritated for a while.

He fucking gave Fan Yihang a good chance to show off!

"By the way, where's the other person? It's not that he'll be there soon, where is he?" Song Ningyuan asked with a frown.

"I didn't see it... Ah, here it comes."

The crowded crowd automatically gave way, and everyone whispered: "Is that Fan Yihang from the second class?"

"Why did you come? The lottery has been drawn." Song Ningyuan complained, but he also got down to business: "Our class was drawn to Class [-] in the first round, and there are two school basketball teams in their class. It's easy to fight. Besides, I heard sister Weiwei said that your foot was injured?"

Fan Yihang had already pulled down the trousers of his school uniform, covering the white bandage around his ankle, so he couldn't see it from the outside.

He said indifferently: "Small injury."

"Is it okay?" Song Ningyuan was a little worried: "Or is it still a substitution? Anyway, there is no rule for personnel to play."

Fan Yihang looked away and hesitated for a while, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a boy talking to Luo Weiwei. The boy was very sunny, wearing the uniform of the school basketball team, and looked like a sunny boy.

Fan Yihang took a look, his eyes sank.

"Why is that guy talking to our sister Weiwei?" Song Ningyuan also saw it, and frowned uncomfortably: "I told you about the two school teams of Class Six, one of them is him."

"I'll go." Fan Yihang said suddenly.

"Ah?" Song Ningyuan didn't realize it, Fan Yihang had already left.

Song Ningyuan scratched his head, looked at Fan Yihang's slightly straight back, and always felt that Fan Yihang's "I'm going" smacked of gunpowder.

Is he too sensitive?
Luo Weiwei had just rejected the suggestion of "I can let the boys in your class" from the boy who handed her water in the gymnasium last time, when she looked up, she saw Fan Yihang walking past her expressionlessly, as if there was no See her like this person.

Thinking of the indifference on Fan Yihang's face when she mentioned the matter of changing the same table, and contacting now, she was even more sure that she was being self-indulgent.Fan Yihang doesn't like her at all, but she has a crush on her, she is really miserable...

……

On the other side, Fan Yihang ran into Qin Qianqian on the way back, and Qin Qianqian called him to stop with a bright face.

"Fan Yihang, I need your advice in the future!"

Hearing this, Fan Yihang glanced up and down at her without emotion, and said, "Huh?" with a little doubt at the end.

Qin Qianqian put away her flying eyebrows, returned to her usual gentle and peaceful smile, and said, "I just went to the office to check my grades. I am No.2 in the class. We will be at the same table from now on."

She didn't do well in the math test this time. Fortunately, Yu Hongwei, who was always ahead of her, failed the test this time, so she managed to keep the No.2 position.

The old tradition in their class is to arrange seats according to their grades, and No.1 sits with No.2, so after changing seats today, she will be at the same table as Fan Yihang!

Since Luo Weiwei got acquainted with Fan Yihang at the same table, then she can do it too!

However, Fan Yihang looked at her with complicated eyes and said, "I'm afraid not."

(End of this chapter)