Campus life is relatively stable and comfortable.

Each day is divided into equal passages by the ringtone, in which the students live similar but different lives according to their temperaments.

During this time, Lan Shuying's biggest achievement was not to make up for her high school knowledge reserves, nor to quietly study the world's college textbooks by herself, but to establish a strategic friendship with the male protagonist Meng Qingguang, and to destroy the other party's obsessive-compulsive disorder in the area of time.

The friendship of the Xueba duo grows by leaps and bounds.

Starting from the 40th minute after the end of each evening self-study, it is the time for them to communicate with each other.

Because it was the second year of high school, the learning atmosphere was not so tense, and usually only the two of them were left in the classroom at this time.

Or she went to Meng Qingguang's class, or Meng Qingguang came here, they inspired each other on the difficult problems, and then each brushed the questions, brushed for twenty minutes, and then went home together.

Meng Qingguang had always only sent her to that intersection, and then turned around in Du Mu's extremely unfriendly gaze.

Such days lasted until the seventh day.

Lan Shuying finally waited for the person she was looking forward to.

"Listen to me, today, there is a new member in our class! This is Feng Wanwan, who transferred here from the capital, and in the next semester, she will study with everyone! Come, everyone, welcome! ”

The head teacher was full of enthusiasm and called a fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged girl to his side.

Feng Wanwan finally appeared.

According to the normal development, after her lively and cheerful self-introduction, it is time to choose a seat.

Lan Shuying pushed the little fat man.

The little fat man woke up in his sleep and wiped his saliva blankly, "Xueshen, what's wrong?" ”

"How many did you take the exam last month?"

How many exams are there?

Faced with this lethal question, the little fat man felt that his heart was being tortured, and he cried and said with a sad face: "Xueshen, you ask this, it's a loss of conscience!" 47 in the class, ...... in the whole school Don't talk about it, I'm uncomfortable. ”

There are a total of 49 people in this key class, excluding one who went home to recuperate because of a heart attack, that is, 48, and the little fat man is the second-to-last. If it weren't for his father's good business and stuffed a lot of red envelope shopping cards for the head teacher, he really wouldn't have been able to sit at the same table with Du Xianjun.

Lan Shuying continued to imitate Du Xianjun's tone, stared at him seriously, and said, "Zheng Xiaoyuan, I can let you raise at least twenty places in the next monthly exam, but I have a request, see if you can agree." ”

The little fat man was stunned.

He is actually not stupid, but his concentration is not easy to concentrate, and if he thinks deeply, he is easy to drill the horns, so his grades have not been able to go up.

Lan Shuying had observed him for a few days and felt that she could pull him.

Mainly......

"Oh, I'll go, learn God, you have an idea to tell me earlier, what are the requirements?"

Lan Shuying said word by word: "If you continue to sit next to me, no one can change with you." ”

"No problem!" The little fat man said yes.

His grades have always been the most headache at home, usually it is hard enough to see his parents busy with business, and he has to worry about him when he goes home, the little fat man has long been overwhelmed, but he has no way, and now the beautiful student next to him is willing to reach out and pull him, how can he say no?

As soon as he agreed, he smelled the fragrant wind wafting, his nose itched, and he sneezed directly into the textbook!

This time, the sound was louder than the "no problem" just now.

The eyes of the classmates had already followed Feng Wanwan, and now they all looked here.

Lan Shuying looked calm and lowered her head to do the question.

The little fat man had just sneezed that shocking sneeze, and now he was scrambling through the drawer for tissues to wipe his nose, not even noticing that there was another person behind him.

Feng Wanwan stiffened with a polite smile that met the requirements of society, and stood beside him like this, stuck in his mouth when he changed seats.

Her eyes stared at the scattered spittle stars in the textbook - disgusted? No, you can't show disgust...... But it's really disgusting......

"Same, classmate......" she mustered up the courage to speak, "can I change seats with you?" ”

The long-legged young lady put her knees together, a pair of big eyes of the same comic girl stared at the little fat man, and the two little pink fisters faced each other, pleading with a face.

Lan Shuying's left hand touched the corner of her mouth and coughed lightly.

The little fat man received the signal and immediately put his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, no, I won't change!" ”

Just kidding, this is the closest he's ever gotten to the middle of his class!

Beautiful girl? Well, that's not going to work, it's important to study!

The little fat man looked at Feng Wanwan firmly, and his tone was sonorous: "I'm sorry, you can find someone else to change!" ”

Feng Wanwan felt very weird.

She is the eldest lady of the Feng family, although the Feng family is not her father in charge, but the seventh uncle doesn't like to go out, and he is too lazy to deal with outsiders, usually her father is responsible for attending various occasions, and he always has more face than other uncles.

And she herself is also the first few in the rich second-generation circle, no matter where she goes, someone will hold her, but I didn't expect that when I arrived in such a poor county today, I just made a simple small request, and I was actually rejected??

Feng Wanwan was a little aggrieved, more because he felt that he had been embarrassed and was very unhappy.

The head teacher saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly came over to play the round and persuaded the little fat man to sit in the back row, although the words were not thorough, the meaning had already come out: Your grades are not good, and it is useless to die by Du Xianjun's side, it is better to give up the seat to the new classmates.

As for how much benefit Feng Wanwan gave her?

I don't know the specific things, anyway, it must be more than the little fat man's father.

Not only Lan Shuying, but the people around him obviously have this kind of understanding, because everyone has sent things to the head teacher, which is related to whether they can live well in the class. Therefore, everyone's eyes now look at the little fat man with a bit of sympathy.

Lan Shuying said: "Teacher, Zheng Xiaoyuan's height is probably not suitable for sitting in the back row, this new classmate ......" She deliberately used her eyes to draw everyone's attention to Feng Wan's long legs, below the short skirt, above the black leather boots, and a pair of slender legs wrapped in flesh-colored warm socks.

The meaning I want to express is very clear: this height, if you don't sit in the back, who will sit?

The head teacher was silent.

Receiving gifts, she accepted a huge red envelope from the Feng family, and she couldn't even arrange a seat for Feng Wanwan, and this time it hit her face.

She was about to take tough measures, when she suddenly saw Feng Wanwan's face change, and she smiled magnanimously and said, "It's okay, then I'll go sit down, this classmate, what's your name?" ”

Lan Shuying thought it was funny.

Asked what the name does, didn't you come up after asking about it?

"Du Xianjun." She said lightly.

The other party immediately smiled and stretched out his right hand with extra familiarity: "I'm Feng Wanwan, can I make friends with you?" ”

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