When Yan Weichu heard Lin Yifeng's words, he couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't make a sound, but the corners of his lips hooked.

Xing Fei'er has been paying attention to her from the beginning of her speech, and when she saw her after hearing Lin Yifeng say this, she smiled and couldn't help but be angry.

She leaned over slightly, lowered her voice, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "What are you laughing at, you are twenty-ninth, how powerful are you than me, we are half a pound and eight taels, no one is worse than the other......"

Yan Weichu listened to Xing Fei'er's words, and felt even more funny.

Besides, what she laughs at, what she cares about.

She is not her ancestor, and she even cares about her own laughter.

There are always a few people who like to be nosy.

The smile on the corner of Yan Weichu's lips deepened, and he replied to Xing Fei'er: "We are very different, and the twenty-nine are better than you at the bottom of the class." ”

I don't know where Xing Fei'er got the courage, but she was ashamed to say that she and her were half a catty.

I'm sorry, but at least I don't need to choose what others have left.

"You." Xing Fei'er gritted her teeth, and her face turned blue when she was not first said: "You are twenty-nine, what are you pretending to be the penultimate one!" ”

What is pretending, thinking that she doesn't know that she is twenty-nine?

When the monthly exam came out, she saw her name.

Hehe, it's shameless, blowing there.

Before he raised his eyebrows, he really can't talk about the long and short with a fool.

"I'm sorry, it's really not me pretending, because ......" Yan Weichu was about to sarcastically mock Xing Fei'er when a voice sounded indifferently in the classroom: "Not yet." ”

This voice, the students who were in the first class before knew who it was.

It's Shen Yeting's.

And his words are obviously towards the beginning of the words.

The results of the monthly examination are out, and the positions are reassigned.

Zhishang is still wise, that is, let the students in the class choose their own table and position.

Xueba has the highest right to choose, because who makes the family a scholar

Good academic performance is particularly important, especially at a critical juncture such as the third year of high school.

Once a student gets good grades in the exams and goes to a good university, the teachers and the school will be stained.

Therefore, teachers and schools pay special attention to this kind of students, and at the same time let them go.

As soon as Shen Yeting's words came out, Xing Fei'er was stunned.

Is he talking to Yan Weichu?

I heard that since he entered Zhishang, he has never chosen a classmate to be a tablemate.

The first is disgusted with trouble, and the second is not liked.

Even if it was at the end of the night, the teacher asked him, and he didn't want to be at the same table.

At this moment, he actually took the initiative to choose Yan Weichu, who had just been admitted to the first class, to be at the same table, isn't this slapping her in the face in public?

Twenty-nine for the first place? Isn't that a joke?

Many top-ranked students will choose top-ranked students, so that they can compete, stimulate, discuss, and improve each other's grades in learning.

I've never seen the first place pick the last.

However, it happened right in front of me, and it was hard not to believe it.

What Xing Fei'er didn't expect even more was that a slight voice came from her ear: "Look, this is the difference between me and you!" ”

When Xing Fei'er heard the voice, she suddenly withdrew her gaze from Shen Yeting's body and looked at Yan Weichu beside her.

I saw that after she said this provocatively to herself, she excitedly walked to the position next to Shen Yeting with her schoolbag.

Shen Yeting sat by the window, and Wei Chu seemed to bow his head and say something to him.

He stood up and shifted to the outside position, that is, he gave up the window seat to Yan Weichu.