Chapter 18: The Strange "Tablemate"

"Squinting, as if I've discovered some secret"

When it comes to Li Nan at the same table, Lin Yawen is always miserable. Li Nan is a real boy, not only his name is like a girl, but even his slender and long voice is very similar to a girl. To put it bluntly, it's a bit of a mother. He was not tall, thin, but had a huge head. Every time Lin Yawen saw his head, he wondered how his thin body could walk without falling.

What Lin Yawen is most annoying about is that he always tears off the paper on the homework book, blows the thick snot on it with a snort, and then wraps it up in a ball and puts it in the hole in the desk. Whenever this happens, Lin Yawen always suspects that there is still unwiped snot on his hands, and he feels disgusted when he thinks about it.

Another point is that Li Nan is particularly cautious. I remember one time, for some reason, there was a little conflict with Lin Yawen, he muttered uncleanly, Lin Yawen was angry, so he reached out and pushed him, he staggered and almost fell. Maybe it was unintentional, Lin Yawen's nails cut a bit of skin on the back of his hand, so this guy wrapped transparent tape around the broken skin and ran to Mr. Lu to complain.

When Lin Yawen told Teacher Lu what happened, Teacher Lu smiled at Li Nan several times and threw down a sentence: "Li Nan, what are you doing!" He motioned for Lin Yawen to go back to the classroom and no longer paid attention to Li Nan, and Li Nan had no choice but to sneak into the classroom dejectedly.

Because of this matter, Li Nan was reluctant to deal with Lin Yawen for a long time. As for Lin Yawen, it's rare to be quiet, and she doesn't pay much attention to him.

Li Nan hummed a little song and shook the stool to a creaky sound. Lin Yawen had no choice but to pretend not to hear.

"Poof", Li Nanyou began to blow his nose! Lin Yawen endured it, didn't dare to breathe, and didn't want to look at his teeth and claws wiping his nose!

The classroom was still full of people, but Lin Yawen felt that Li Nan's noise in his ears seemed to be much less. Suddenly, a hand stretched out, Lin Yawen's eyes were quick, and he hit the hand with the ruler in his hand.

"Don't mess with my books!" Lin Yawen thought it was Li Nan, who had just finished blowing his nose, so he slapped that hand hard.

"Oops, it's really fighting!" Hearing this voice, Lin Yawen saw that the person in front of him was not Li Nan, but Mu Zi'an, who was supposed to be sitting in the back seat.

Lin Yawen looked at Mu Zi'an, who was grinning in pain, and didn't know what to say, so he could only reach out and pick up the Chinese textbook that fell on the ground, put it on top of the pile of books that had been turned over, and then buried himself in writing homework.

Seeing that Lin Yawen didn't speak, Mu Zi'an reached out and took her Chinese textbook again, this time, Lin Yawen didn't raise his hand to hit him with a ruler, but just tilted his head slightly and glanced at him, which was considered acquiescence.

Mu Zi'an flipped through Lin Yawen's Chinese textbook, looked at the dense notes on it, and the juanxiu font, and let out an exclamation in his heart that he was no longer autonomous. When he turned to a text, he saw the following lines written above the title of the text:

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. --- "Wangyue"

Mu Zi'an involuntarily squinted his eyes, as if he had discovered some secret. He was very proud of his discovery, so he asked Lin Yawen meaningfully: "What do these poems mean?" Tell me about it! ”

Lin Yawen asked him which poem he was without raising his head, and he pushed the book with the poem in front of her, and winked at Lin Yawen with bad intentions. Seeing those few lines of poetry, Lin Yawen's face turned red, so Mu Zi'an was even more convinced of his guess.

Lin Yawen blushed, snatched the book from Mu Zi'an's hand, and said to him in a low but firm voice: "Get up, go back to your seat!" ”

Mu Zi'an spread his hands and mouthed towards his seat, "I have no place to go......" he said helplessly. Lin Yawen looked behind him, and saw a few students who didn't usually study much, sitting around Mu Zi'an's desk, playing poker from nowhere.

Oh, my God! Lin Yawen sighed silently and looked out the window, where the teachers who were collectively striking were still gathered under the flagpole. Inadvertently, Lin Yawen caught a glimpse of Ling Yue's eyes sweeping towards Mu Zi'an, and prayed to get out of class soon, and get out of class quickly