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Chapter 193 Finally Treating Him

When Luo Weiwei squatted down, Fan Yihang froze for a moment, his mind went blank for a moment.

Her movement was too sudden, she was still looking like "Who are you, I don't know you" one second, and rolled up his trousers the next second.

Fan Yihang didn't have time to react, and when he did, Luo Weiwei's other hand had already grabbed his ankle, preventing him from moving his foot.

So the hideous open wound was directly exposed to Luo Weiwei's sight without any preparation, and even Qin Qianqian who was next to her was startled when she saw it.

Luo Weiwei's eyes sank, she looked up at Fan Yihang: "Didn't you say you're fine?"

Her tone was full of accusations, even a little angry.

Now, she finally knew why Fan Yihang didn't go to her finals. The injury on his foot must have been ruptured at that time. He was not on the court because he couldn't hold on anymore.

No wonder I can't walk two steps while holding the table. With this injury, a normal person can't even walk empty-handed, let alone holding a desk full of books.

From the angle where Fan Yihang was standing, he could clearly see the top of Luo Weiwei's head. There were two swirls on her head. It is said that people with two swirls are very smart.Luo Weiwei is indeed very smart, but she never uses it on the right path.

He retracted his feet helplessly, opened his mouth, and finally spit out three words: "It doesn't hurt."

"Doesn't it hurt? Doesn't it hurt? Then do you want me to kick you?" Luo Weiwei stood up, as if she was going to kick you, but Fan Yihang didn't hide, just stood there with innocent eyes.

All the anger in my heart was suppressed by Fan Yihang's glance.

This guy... She really can't get angry with him.

Forget it, the seat is decided by the teacher in the first place, no matter whether he cares about it or not, the result will not change.And being able to sit behind him is not much different from sitting at the same table, she can still ask him to give her lectures.

While explaining herself in her heart, Luo Weiwei slapped Fan Yihang fiercely with feigned anger, and said, "Stand here honestly, and I will move the table myself. Don't move your table, I'll move it for you. "

Her tone was unquestionable, as if he could move the table and she could fight him desperately.

He bent his lower lip slightly, and said as if he was relieved, "Okay."

Luo Weiwei finally spoke to him.

Qin Qianqian, who was treated like nothing the whole time, finally found a chance to speak: "Fan Yihang, let me move your table for you?"

Luo Weiwei couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "Squad leader, you're so small, I'll do it."

Don't think she didn't see it, Qin Qianqian's own desk was still moved by the physics class representative.Let others move your own table, and now you are showing courtesy in front of Fan Yihang?Let the physics class representative think?
Qin Qianqian probably also thought that her desk was still moved by others, and she was a little embarrassed for a while.

Just at this moment, Yu Hongwei, the representative of the math class, was standing nearby, and when he heard the conversation between the three, he smiled mockingly, and said, "A big man, the table has to be moved by a woman..."

How bitter these words sounded, Luo Weiwei went straight to him: "No one helped you move the table, are you jealous Yu Hongwei? I told me I have tolerated you for a long time, if you dare to say one more word in a weird way, I will cut you to death today." Do you believe it or not?"

Luo Weiwei was already angry, her eyes stared straight, her fierce and sharp look scared Yu Hongwei out of face, and she just slipped away from the front door with her schoolbag on her back.

"This guy... really deserves a beating!" Luo Weiwei gritted her teeth in hatred.

As the person being ridiculed, Fan Yihang was very calm, and instead comforted Luo Weiwei: "It's okay, just ignore him."

Qin Qianqian once again had the feeling that she was air.

She secretly clenched her palms until her nails were buried in her flesh. Two seconds later, she suppressed all her emotions and said softly, "I'll help you clean up your new location."

Luo Weiwei didn't answer, Qin Qianqian just cleaned it up if she liked, she moved her table, let Qin Qianqian go.

Lin Tianyuan helped to move Fan Yihang's desk in the end, Fan Yihang thanked him, Lin Tianyuan patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be too polite, just give me a few more questions for the next exam. .”

This conversation happened to be overheard by Qin Qianqian, and she asked curiously, "Bet the title?"

Before Luo Weiwei could stop it, Lin Tianyuan said with a big mouth: "Yes! Fan Yihang's betting is amazing! This time I directly improved by eleven places, all because of him!"

Qin Qianqian looked at Luo Weiwei thoughtfully.

No wonder Luo Weiwei went from being the bottom one in the class to No. 30 in the class, a full improvement of fifteen places!

Entering the fifteenth place in the class means that Luo Weiwei can directly skip three exams in the next monthly exam.

"It's not what you think." Fan Yihang said suddenly.

"Ah?" Qin Qianqian was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?"

Fan Yihang stopped arranging his books, looked sideways at Qin Qianqian and said, "It's not because of me betting on the questions that she has improved so much in this exam."

Fan Yihang spoke very softly, and the classroom was noisy. Luo Weiwei sat in the back and didn't hear it, but Qin Qianqian heard it all clearly.

She didn't say anything, and Fan Yihang defended Luo Weiwei?

Heh... It's really a deep friendship at the same table.

But no matter how deep he was, now he was his deskmate, and sooner or later he could take Luo Weiwei's place in his heart!
……

By the time the new seats were packed, it was already raining heavily.

In this early summer season, the rain in Yucheng is especially sudden.

Fan Yihang packed his things first, leaned against the front door of the classroom and waited for Luo Weiwei, and received a text message that Zhao Hean had already boarded the car back to Kyoto.

He replied with "Be careful" and put the phone back.

The two made an appointment to walk home together, but when it rained suddenly, Luo Weiwei walked out of the classroom, and Fan Yihang said, "Take a taxi and go back, the rain is too heavy."

"Otherwise you still want to walk home?" Luo Weiwei glared at him and said, "I'll pay you the fare next week. I really don't have any money this week."

She is not used to taking advantage of others in this regard.

Fan Yihang knew Luo Weiwei's character, otherwise the taekwondo "888" wouldn't have been forced on him, so he didn't bother with it, and said "um".

Qin Qianqian, who was following behind, took a deep breath, stepped forward and asked Fan Yihang with a smile: "Then can you take me along the way? At the same table?"

Her tablemate shouted very gently, but it felt a little uncomfortable in Fan Yihang's ears.

He was used to Luo Weiwei calling him "same table" shamelessly and seductively, so when this title came out of other people's mouths, he felt uncomfortable and frowned subconsciously.

"Can't you take me with you?" Qin Qianqian's tone sounded a little pitiful.

Fan Yihang didn't speak, but turned his gaze to Luo Weiwei.

He knew that it was not good to reject Qin Qianqian, but he knew better that Luo Weiwei didn't like Qin Qianqian, which was more important, he had a scale in his heart.

However, what Fan Yihang didn't expect was that Luo Weiwei nodded at him.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: bring Qin Qianqian together.

How Qin Qianqian treats her is Qin Qianqian's business, but she can't be the same as Qin Qianqian, otherwise she will become someone she hates.

"Then follow us." Fan Yihang didn't say much, and took out the umbrella from his schoolbag.

He paused and asked Luo Weiwei, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

"No."

Luo Weiwei shook her head, then pulled her lips into a smile, and suddenly bent over, the hat on her clothes automatically covered her head: "But I have a hat!"

Her eyebrows and eyes are flying, and there seems to be a little sun hidden in her eyes, which makes her throat look like a cheese-flavored jelly, sweet but not greasy.

Fan Yihang looked away hastily, he was afraid that if he did not look away, he would not be able to look away.

(End of this chapter)