Chapter 2 Yao Qian at the same table

It was morning when Amu first entered the class.

Teacher Yang asked the new students to find a place to sit casually, and Amu went to find his good friend Ah Long.

Ah Long was his original back table, because Ah Mu once bought an extra bottle of black tea for Ah Long, Ah Long was grateful for this and started Ah Mu's... Pal.

They sat in the penultimate row. The noon sun was so poisonous, shining on Ah Long who was lying on his stomach, Ah Mu leaned over and asked him, "Do you want to row seats?" Ah Long snorted lightly: "Then you don't have to think about it, let's have a table", Amu nodded and said yes, but he had a little calculation in his heart: as soon as he entered the house, he saw a few good-looking girls, and when he saw them, he had already been a deer in his heart, and his eyes glanced at them from time to time.

As soon as he got out of the class, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and when he looked back, it was Yao Qian, who was in the extracurricular class with him, Amu stared at her school uniform with a wicked smile, guessing that it was a crop top dress again, Yao Qian usually goes to some very attractive places as soon as she gets out of school, don't think about it, it's a bar, a song hall or something, and will have in-depth exchanges with some good friends on the road....

Amu first said: "What's the matter, I don't have any money!" Yao Qian flicked him back with his hand, "I'm not here to ask you for money!" How about a row of seats at my table? As he spoke, he rolled up his skirt. Amu pondered for a moment: Although, this Yao Qian herself didn't dare to have an idea, but her figure was really... Tut... Amu was tempted, at this time he completely forgot what he promised Aaron, and he also forgot to go to the toilet, his legs were full of brains.....

Amu's heart was still pounding when he returned to his seat, he had never seen this meeting, although he was used to pretending to be a little more sophisticated, afraid that others would laugh at him, in fact, talking to a girl was like a dam pulling a floodgate - a thin stream of water.

Finally, Mr. Yang called the sleeping students: "Students go to the corridor to stand in line according to their grades"

Amu was puzzled

"New students, don't worry, I have your report card"

Amu's mentality collapsed, because his grades could only be at the bottom of the twelfth class. Watching the classmates in front of him enter the class one by one, what made him even more heartbroken was that the good-looking girls in front of him were all separated!! Finally, it was his turn, he went in and looked, there were only four seats left, he found that Ah Long had the same table, and saw the empty seat next to Yao Qian, although it was the last row, "Hehe, then it's not that I'm unkind" When he sat next to Yao Qian, he felt very strange, as if the whole class was looking at him, and some of the boys even covered their mouths and smiled, Amu thought that maybe they didn't dare to do it, so he did it, so he laughed even happier.