Li Qi, what nonsense are you talking about, who casually changed seats just because he was the squad leader? You are poisonous, this seat was changed by Wang Xin himself! ”

Li Qi's angry expression froze on his face, and he looked back at the classmate in disbelief, "The seat is aunt...... Was it changed by the head teacher? ”

"Yes! The seating chart is in the front, so you can see for yourself! ”

After the classmate finished speaking, he put down the trash can and went out to wash his hands.

So, Li Qi pulled Xie Ran, who was still shedding tears, to the front to look at the seat chart.

Of course Jiang Xin won't wait here for them to come back, Han Yi has already moved the two tables over, Jiang Xin picked up the chair and turned around to look, stunned.

"Why is it so far away?"

Her and Han Yi's tables were separated by a whole aisle!

Han Yi swept the aisle in the middle of his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the tail of his eyes, and said slowly: "Separated by a group, you are in the second group and I am in the third group." ”

“……”

So.

This is what he calls a tablemate? It's really a big table!

Across the aisle, it is clear that they are 'people in the same way'!

staring at the clean aisle for a long time with a complicated face, Jiang Xin pursed his lips, didn't speak, put his chair down the aisle, pulled his chair and pulled out a book to read.

All morning, Jiang Xin didn't say a few words to Han Yi.

Gossip is not a word, and if the problem is to be done, go back to do your own thing.

Because the school had just started, there was no teacher to take a serious class in the morning, so the head teacher came directly to ask them to study on their own and give them attention.

At the end of class, many students from other classes came over and looked at Class 9 outside the door.

The students' ability to gossip online and offline should not be underestimated, and it was only after the second class that the whole school knew that the school flower in class 9 of the third year of high school sat in the penultimate row.

The school forum blew up directly.

It's not that everyone is making a fuss.

In fact, everyone first knew Jiang Xin because of her appearance and score, and later it was rumored that she was the eldest lady of Jiangshi Group, which became a plus, adding a wealthy halo to the title of school flower + god of learning.

Now, such a number one person in No. 1 Middle School sits in the penultimate row.

And in the eyes of many people, there is no difference between the penultimate row and the last row, all of them are for unmotivated poor students.

How can this make everyone calm?

The more schools like this, the more they value the score and the grades.

And just like that, the forum sparked a heated debate about the relationship between grades and seats, and in less than three hours, the school forum system collapsed.

At 10:05, class ends.

Jiang Xin pulled out of the book, habitually wiped his eyes and looked out the window on the left, only to see Han Yi's handsome and perfect side face.

“……”

She simply took out her mobile phone and opened it to see a bunch of missed calls,+".

This situation is similar to the Chinese New Year a few days ago.

Jiang Yuan actually called her.

Her dad doesn't usually call her.

Jiang Xin picked up his mobile phone, went out the back door, and walked to the corridor outside the classroom to call back.

"Dad?"

Jiang Yuan's voice was still so serious: "Xiaoxin, what's going on on the Internet, you quarreled with the head teacher as soon as school started, and then the seat was moved to the last row?" ”

Jiang Yuan also studied books, so he naturally knew what the concept of the last row was, and because he knew, he couldn't bear it.

Standing next to the guardrail, raising his eyes to look at the green leaves on the branches in the distance, Jiang Xin hummed lightly: "Don't ask or care about this, I have a number." ”