He Yi put down the pen, raised his head with a light smile, and waited quietly.

After Liu Yang registered the seat in front of He Yi on the seat record sheet, he walked to the next student as usual, directly picked up the test questions on the table, and scanned them quickly.

He Yi still sat calmly, not as flustered as other students.

It wasn't until Liu Yang turned the page and looked at the back that He Yi felt a little nervous, as if his mind was being spied on, staring at his answer sheet fixedly.

But she didn't wait for any comment, Liu Yang just nodded symbolically at He Yi, put down the answer sheet, took the seat registration form and wrote it down and left.

He Yi pressed the answer sheet with one hand, exhaled, and his expression darkened again.

Yi Chuan, will he know?

Forget it, you can't tell him.

He Yi thought, "What if he only treats me as an ignorant little sister...... If one day I can be worthy of him...... I'm going to try to be better. ”

She wouldn't know that one day in the future, she would give up this dream for the person she truly loved.

But so what, it's just a different way to protect the people she loves.

In fact, He Yi's desire to become a fashion designer was not on a whim, and when she was very young, her grandmother would take her around the village whenever she had free time, and their village was famous for its sewing skills in the surrounding towns.

Every New Year's Festival, the town will send people to the village to find someone to make new clothes, those clothes with different colors and novel styles directly open the door to He Yi's new world.

The little He Yi always followed behind those tailor aunts, chasing after them and asking all kinds of questions.

"Auntie, the new clothes you made look so good."

"Do you like it? If you like it, will your aunt make one for you next time? ”

"Don't! I want to do it myself. ”

"Obedient, you go and sit next to you, and your aunt will make you something to eat later."

"Yiyi really wants to learn."

The adults looked at the little firm-eyed man with some strange eyes, and were silent for a long time.

"Yiyi, sewing is hard work, you can't be so unproductive."

"But I like it!"

Yes, at that time she said that she liked it, and since then she has followed the aunts who can sew more closely, and occasionally makes some interesting suggestions.

After a long time, those aunts no longer shy away from it, and even occasionally slowed down to teach He Yi some basic designs.

One night later, my grandmother made a big table of He Yi's favorite dishes, took her hand and said bitterly: "Yiyi, do you want to get out of this small village in the future?" ”

He Yi flashed her long eyelashes, tilted her head, and asked in confusion: "Did grandma take Yiyi out to play?" ”

Grandma shook her head: "When Yiyi grows up, she goes to live in a big city, finds a decent job, and then takes her over, and grandma will be happy." ”

Little He Yi seemed to understand what her grandmother meant, but she didn't quite understand.

"Grandma, Yiyi remembered."

"Then Yiyi won't go to learn sewing in the future, grandma has found you a primary school in the town, it's time to study hard."

He Yi didn't understand why everyone didn't want her to learn from it, she just liked to design those good-looking clothes.

But she didn't mean to disobey her grandmother, she just began to collect atlases and copy all kinds of clothing paintings.

Every day after school, I hide in the house under the pretext of doing homework, and move a small bench to draw all kinds of design drawings.

At a time when adults are mediocre and working hard for life, she just wants to draw a beautiful dress.

In fact, her talent is good, and she wears clothes designed by herself in various performances in elementary school, some of which are made of waste paper and plastic bags.

He Yi's teacher once held those clothes and said with great relief: "Yiyi, this is your wealth." ”

It was only later that the elementary school where He Yi attended was demolished for various reasons, and He Yi never had the opportunity to show her talents after transferring to a new school.

Until today.

This little wish, which was almost forgotten, was given a new meaning because of Yi Chuan.

Teacher Liu Yang read all the answers, walked up to the podium, and handed the seating chart to the No. 1 girl in the first row, who was their acting class president.

Before the first monthly exam, all the affairs of the class president were represented by this classmate.

"Change the seats after class, don't think about the fairness of the public, and you will understand in the future that any competition that seems unfair is the fairest, because you have the right to be surpassed, not to say, to be directly declared eliminated."

He Yi's heart was shocked.

Liu Yang glanced at the freshmen who seemed to understand again, slightly relieved, and lifted his black-framed glasses.

"Of course, these are not what you should consider, all you have to do is work hard, and only after working hard will you know what you can have."

After speaking, he paused, and seemed to glance at He Yi and her tablemate.

Said lightly: "Before the military training, there will be a blackboard newspaper design competition, and the outstanding designs will be selected in each grade, and there are two students in our class whose ideals are related to design, He Yi, Ji Yun, you two are responsible for this design." ”

He Yi was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Ji Yun, and the other party looked at the book with a calm expression.

What an arrogant nerd......

He Yi didn't have a good impression of this tablemate, not that she disliked him for no reason, but that he was annoying, and it had only been a long time since school started, and he didn't want to pay attention to him before and after.

Two days ago, the little girl at the table in front of him was holding a math book and asking him questions, but he didn't even look at it, took out a workbook and began to brush up on the questions.

In the end, in order to avoid embarrassment, He Yi taught the girl to finish it......

Yesterday, the boy at his back desk accidentally dropped a pen under his desk, poked his back, and wanted him to help pick it up, but he just lay on the table and ignored it.

He Yi couldn't look at it at all, and said a few words to him, now it's okay, people drew a line on the desk, and once He Yi crossed the line, he looked at her with horizontal eyebrows.

Seeing He Yi's heart, he was furious.

So much so that when Ji Yun was away, He Yi always secretly discussed with nearby classmates whether he had any illness, such as depression or something.

But it doesn't look like it......

How can such a person communicate with him well and design the board report? He Yi suddenly pulled his hair, extremely depressed.

However, will it be easier to communicate after changing seats, after all, it is not dangling in front of his eyes, He Yi believes that he will forget about her tomorrow, and then persuade him to communicate together with class honors.

He Yi glanced at his table mates who were frantically brushing the questions, and shook his head helplessly.

However, the moment she saw the seating chart, He Yi was even more helpless, she and Ji Yun were still at the same table? He Yi felt that he had been struck by lightning, and he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Ahh

And his tablemate didn't get up the whole time, as if he knew he didn't have to change positions......

Ten minutes later, He Yi knew that the so-called change of position was fake, and Liu Yang just wanted to get to know them, so he copied everyone's name.

That is, no one changed seats.

“……”

Except for Ji Yun, the whole class looked at each other, exchanging their confusion with each other.

But the next day is the weekend, although the school is strict, but the first year of high school students have weekends, this confusion immediately disappeared in the joy of going home.

Only He Yi was immersed in his own thoughts, and he was bored.