"What?"

“…… It's nothing. ”

In the dark, Song Yiran hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't ask.

Half a week has passed since the art festival, this morning class is self-study, the teachers have a regular meeting as usual, there is no teacher in the classroom, some students have to make up for sleep, the atmosphere is very quiet.

Song Yiran lowered his eyes and slowly flipped through the pages of ancient texts, ready to write silently, but was lightly touched by Shen Yu in the crook of his arm.

Shen Yu pointed to her desk, then pulled out the notebook that was placed on the edge, signaling that she had something to say.

He flipped the page and wrote down a few words with a stroke of his pen, pushing them to Song Yiran.

"Is there any arrangement for tomorrow afternoon?"

"Probably not, what's wrong?"

Regarding Shen Yu's first initiative, Song Yiran was a little stunned and replied obediently.

"Shen Cheng said he wanted to see you."

Under Shen Yu's long eyelashes, deep eyes that shimmered like black crystals were looking at her at the moment.

Song Yiran looked back, his eyes fell into him and he was slightly distracted, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

There are only two classes tomorrow afternoon, and school ends early, and there is no evening self-study at this time of week, so there is plenty of time.

I thought that children were more forgetful, but I didn't expect Shen Cheng to remember himself, and Song Yiran was sweet in his heart.

"Okay."

Half a day.

In a state of sleep, Teacher Zhuo finished the morning meeting, walked back to the class with long legs, stood on the podium and knocked on the blackboard.

"Everyone who sleeps wakes up, I sleep as soon as I'm not in you, and the morning self-study has become a remedial class?"

A few sleeping classmates woke up in confusion, Lin Guoer raised her head from the table, instinctively stretched out her sleeve to wipe her saliva, and looked at Teacher Zhuo in a daze.

Song Yiran, who was not far away, couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes.

"I fell asleep on my stomach just now, be conscious, write down my name in the deduction book after class, be sober, I have something to talk about."

Teacher Zhuo looked around, cleared his throat and began to get to the point.

"Come in."

As soon as Teacher Zhuo's words fell, a girl with short hair walked slowly from outside the door with a schoolbag.

"This is a new transfer student in our class, come, introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, I'm Qu Shuhan, take care of me."

The voice is crisp and clean, without a trace of emotion.

Song Yiran suddenly raised her head with the voice, and the girls on the stage looked around, and their eyes were glued to her.

Qu Shuhan's eyes were clearly extinguished, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked upward, and it was this look of contemplation that made Song Yiran exude a trace of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Teacher Zhuo was talking about arranging seats, when Qu Shuhan on the stage turned his head, looked at the teacher and asked.

"Teacher, can I choose my own seat?"

Teacher Zhuo was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"Yes, where do you want to sit?"

Qu Shuhan's voice did not have a trace of hesitation, and it was loud.

"I want to be Shen Yu's tablemate."

"There are a lot of vacancies in the class, you can pick another one, there are people there."

"Are you willing to switch places with me, Song Yiran?"

……

As these words came out, the class was quiet for a moment, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of Song Yiran.

Qu Shuhan's purpose is too strong, menacing, and obviously coming for Shen Yu.

Song Yiran could feel a little hostility from Qu Shuhan's eyes. Thinking of the action of hugging Shen Yu that day, the depressed feeling came to my heart again.

She doesn't want to change.

Although Song Yiran didn't know how Qu Shuhan knew her name, the current situation didn't allow her to think too much.

"You choose another position."

A cold boy snatched away the right to speak when Song Yiran was about to open his mouth to refuse.

Shen Yu's voice was like a thunderbolt, instantly igniting the quiet class atmosphere.

If someone leans down to look at the scene from God's perspective now, they will clearly see the fire of gossip burning in the eyes of each student.

Song Yiran turned his head to Shen Yu's gaze in astonishment, with a hint of puzzlement and surprise in his eyes.

Shen Yu gave her a reassuring look.

……

The eyes of the students turned to Qu Shuhan on the podium, just when the atmosphere was tense and stale.

"Okay, I'll sit in the back row."

Qu Shu on the stage swept away the unwillingness in her eyes, evoked a calm smile, tilted her head, and looked pure and harmless.

Qu Shuhan picked up her schoolbag and draped it over her shoulders, stepped off the podium, and walked towards the row of empty seats behind Shen Yu in the eyes of everyone.

The classmates began to whisper.

"This newcomer is so beautiful, I'm about to catch up with Goddess Yiran."

"It's an ice beauty, it's not easy to provoke at first glance."

"Can you stop being sentimental, people are obviously going towards Shen Yu, and you two can't get into her eyes."

"I heard that she has a lot of background, and the newly built library was donated by her family."

"I also heard that she and Shen Yu are childhood sweethearts."

"Childhood sweetheart? My CP is about to be threatened. ”

"Not necessarily, didn't Shen Yu also express his position just now......

"I don't think so, I'm new."

"Then I'll stand as the goddess of Yiran."

“……”

Qu Shuhan, who was seated, put down his schoolbag, found a comfortable sitting position, reached out and patted Shen Yu's shoulder.

"I'm behind you."

Shen Yu turned his head helplessly and took Qu Shuhan's hand on his shoulder,

"Don't be naughty."

Song Yiran didn't look back, and caught a glimpse of the intimacy between the two in the afterglow, and was a little apprehensive, so he forcibly pressed down.

"Alright, turn your head around."

Teacher Zhuo maintained order and clapped his hands.

"It's a good thing that the class has new blood, and the last activity of this semester is over, and the next thing we have to do is to unite to face the upcoming college entrance examination and prepare for the exam."

"The teacher will work with you, do you have any confidence!?"

Obviously, most of the students didn't drink this bowl of chicken soup, but just held it in their hands with a blank face.

"Teacher, are there no activities in the future?"

Zhou Tian raised his hand in disbelief.

"The semester is over soon, go straight to the college entrance examination, what other activities do you want at this time?"

Teacher Zhuo hated that iron could not become steel, so he had no choice but to support his forehead, and then he seemed to remember something, and sold Guanzi.

"But there are ...... yes"

"You say!"

The students' eyes lit up with hope.

"Late Autumn Games."

“！！！”

Zhou Tian stood up directly and cheered, according to him, he was a person with poor academic performance and liked to make trouble.

If you live in a dry learning atmosphere, like a fish that only lacks water, you can keep your learning active with a little bit of activity.

Originally, I didn't have much hope for the late autumn games, because I heard from the grapevine that this year's school rectification regulations that the third year of high school will go all out to face the college entrance examination and cannot participate in the late autumn games.

A sophomore who almost implicated himself in preparing for the exam will be disqualified from participating in the exam 80 percent of the time.

Teacher Zhuo's words directly ignited the atmosphere of the class, and it instantly warmed up.