The school grass wants to marry me

Chapter 5 Hello, My Name Is Yanzhong

He is said to be a white-faced scholar, because at a glance, his skin is even whiter than Lin Guagua.

I grew up in the villages and towns. Although the color of my skin has not yet reached the color of wheat, it is already considered dark compared to Lin Guagua. If I compare it with him, I am almost a black man.

Well, it's actually not that black, it's just a little yellowish.

After getting off the podium, Qingxin returned to her seat, and before she could calm down, she was kindly dismissed by Lin Guagua.

"Qingxin, what were you doing just now? Tell me about something so private as your grades. See if you've been dismissed." Lin Guagua chattered.

There was nothing in Gu Qingxin's heart.

After all, the grades are as much as they are, and it doesn’t matter if they are disliked. There are too many people who dislike themselves. Who are they, hahaha.

She is already very happy to have Lin Guagua as a friend who smiles and dislikes her.

After applause, the rest of the students quickly introduced themselves.

Gu Qingxin didn't wait for the boy behind her to introduce herself, in fact, she missed it because she was having too much fun chatting with Lin Guagua.

Immediately afterwards, the teacher picked up a list in his hand.

"Next, I will read the names in order of grades. Those who read the name first will choose the seat first." The teacher raised his eyes and said seriously.

"Speaking." The teacher was the first to call out the name.

The boy sitting behind Qingxin imitated the teacher and raised his eyes, "Teacher, I will be the last one to choose."

It turned out that his name was Yan Zhong, what a strange name, and it turned out that he was No.1 in the class, a ranking I envied.

Bah, what are you envious of?I am also No.1, but it is only the last one, so it is also the first one after all.

But why should he choose the last one?

The teacher seemed to be very friendly to him. He said that he chose the last one, and he didn't even ask him why. The treatment for good academic performance is really different.

One name after another, from Qingxin's left ear to the right ear.

After a few names, I heard the teacher call Lin Guagua. It seems that her grades are also good.It's just that Lin Guagua suddenly took the schoolbag and walked to the seat in front of Qingxin, which was different from what he had imagined. There was actually a boy sitting on the seat.

Qingxin's heart is a little messy...

What's the situation?What about being the deskmate?

After sitting on the seat directly in front of Qingxin, Lin Guagua turned around and smiled strangely, and said, "This seat has good Fengshui." Then he quickly wrote a small note and handed it to Gu Qingxin.

Qingxin opened it and saw that the note said: "Qingxin, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the boy I like to be in this class."

That's all, a guy who values ​​sex over friends.

"Hmph, go and pursue your happiness, and you will get half of the snacks!" Gu Qingxin passed the small note back.

"Gu Qingxin!" The teacher called out her name.

"I'll just sit here." Gu Qingxin said bluntly.

In other words, there are not many seats left, and the penultimate row is considered to be the most front, not to mention that at least Lin Guagua is still in front of him, and has a talking partner.

Dragging his cheeks in a daze.

Suddenly a boy came over, looked at Qingxin tenderly, and said, "Excuse me, classmate, can I sit here?"

Gu Qingxin was taken aback. Isn't this what she said about being the first in the class? She was really flattered to have to sit at the same table as herself, but it was true that there was no seat left.

Who can blame?I am stupid to be the last one to choose a seat.

"If you don't dislike it, of course you can. My family, Gu Qingxin, is very happy to be at the same table with you." Qingxin greeted politely.

"Hi, my name is Yan Zhong."

This is a boy who wears glasses like an ancient scholar. He has a scholarly family but not a weak feeling. He has a refined temperament. He doesn't talk much but smiles very warmly.

　Those who read books on the surface of the water, and those who read books while diving, all come out to spit bubbles. Your bubbles are my motivation, motivation, motivation!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)