September is the beginning of the school season.

In the second year of high school, it was divided into arts and sciences, and it was counted in the first half semester of high school, and Ling Xing chose science.

The day before the start of school, Nanxi, the former tablemate, sent a WeChat message to tell Ling Xing that Ling Xing was assigned to the second and third classes of high school, and she was assigned to the eighth class.

After a year at the same table, the friendship between the two has long risen from classmates to good friends.

Nan Xi posted a bunch of crying emojis in WeChat, and sent several paragraphs of text, between the lines were reluctant, Ling Xing looked quite moved at first, but when she saw the last sentence she sent, she instantly lost her mind.

Nanxi: [Xingxing, I can't be at the same table with you in the future, whose homework am I going to copy......]

The night before school started, Ling Xing also received a WeChat message from Xiao Jiyan, saying that they would go to school together tomorrow morning.

The two families are close to each other, and the two have been to school together since they were young.

Originally, Ling Xing didn't think it was anything, but since she knew that she and Ji Yan might be the male and female protagonists in the same book, she felt awkward inexplicably.

The conscience of heaven and earth, she has always only regarded Ji Yan as a good friend, and she has never had any other thoughts.

The next day, Ji Yan came over very early, and before he came, Nan Xi also came to look for Ling Xing.

The three of them walked to the school together, and Ling Xing and Nanxi were chatting along the way, and Ji Yan occasionally interjected, basically very quiet.

Not surprisingly, Ji Yan is also in the third class, and the teacher has not had time to arrange the seats at the beginning of the school, and the students are all sitting casually, which is an advantage to come early at this time, and the better seats in the middle are basically full.

Ling Xing chose a relatively backward position, the penultimate row, which can be said to be very backward, Ji Yan didn't want to sit in the penultimate row, so he sat on the left side of Ling Xing, and there was only one aisle between the two.

The second year of high school changed the class teacher.,This class teacher temporarily set up a class group the day before the start of school.,People haven't all pulled in.,Just @ everyone.,Said that boys and girls were not allowed to be at the same table.,And let the students in the group tell each other after they get to the classroom.。

When he heard the electronic sound again, Ling Xing's nerves tensed all over his body.

"Host,The heroine's new table has appeared near the classroom.,In the future, she will be the biggest assist in the relationship between the male and female protagonists.,Please host her.,Her 20 points of goodwill can be exchanged for a little luck value of the heroine.。

"Huh? 20 points to redeem a point? Qiu Yilin's voice was obviously dissatisfied, and she also complained: "You guys are really getting more and more pitted." ”

Ling Xing followed the sound and saw where Qiu Yilin was.

Very good, Ji Yan's front table.

When he retracted his gaze, Ling Xing saw a tall and thin girl walk in at the door of the classroom, and at the same time, the electronic sound sounded again-

"Alert the host, the target person has appeared."

"Okay, I'm ready."

Qiu Yilin was ready, she quietly moved the stool to the aisle, and when the girl walked over, she pretended to be a stool and fell into the aisle.

Unexpectedly, the girl was frightened and took a step back, not holding her as Qiu Yilin expected.

She fell to the ground solidly, and her screams of pain were out of tune.

For a while, the eyes of the entire class looked towards Qiu Yilin.

The girl's eyes widened, and she cautiously half-leaned down and asked Qiu Yilin, who was grinning in pain: "Are you okay?" ”

She raised her hands, obviously frightened, and her little face was full of writing: She fell on her own, I didn't touch her!

Qiu Yilin was helped up by another girl, and after getting up, she smiled stiffly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's that I didn't sit still, I didn't scare you, right?" ”

The girl's expression relaxed, and the two stood in the aisle and said a few more words.

Qiu Yilin's acting skills are also clumsy enough.

"Congratulations to the host, get the main supporting role Zhou Yanwen opinion value +2, please keep up the good work."

Ling Xing was a little incredulous, this, this... That's how you get the opinion points?

Too easy, right?

It seems that clumsiness also has the advantage of being clumsy, the sophomore in high school is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he has not been beaten by society, most of his thoughts are relatively simple, and his favorability between classmates is naturally established quickly.

With those 2 points of favorability, Qiu Yilin successfully turned Zhou Yanwen into her tablemate.

After sitting down in her seat, she glanced meaninglessly in Ling Xing's direction.

The two looked at each other in the air, Qiu Yilin probably didn't expect Ling Xing to be looking at her, she was stunned for a moment, and then turned her head in a little panic.

The one who is a thief is always weak-hearted.

Ling Xing retracted her gaze as if nothing happened, and continued to wipe the desk with wet wipes, she wiped her side clean, and she still couldn't get enough of wiping the empty seat on the right side of the table for her future colleagues.

Throwing the wet wipes into the trash can and folding them back, as soon as she sat down in her seat, Ling Xing heard a girl talking to her: "Hello classmate."

She subconsciously looked up, and the first impression given to her by the girl standing on the right side of her desk was sweetness, not only the voice was sweet, but also the appearance was sweet and lovely, and even the pair of pear vortices that laughed were as intoxicating as sweet wine.

The girl pressed her hands on the desk weakly, and when she saw Ling Xing looking over, her expression was a little cramped, and her voice was much lower: "Classmate, that ...... Do you have a table mate? If not, can I be your tablemate? ”

"I haven't been at the same table yet," Ling Xing pointed to the empty seat on the right, "If you don't feel too far back, you can sit here." ”

Sweet girl's figure looked a little petite in the past, and the position she is doing now is obviously too far back.

"It's okay, there are advantages to being in the back," the girl pulled out a stool and sat down on the empty seat, her schoolbag tucked into the hole in the table.

She touched the clean desktop with her fingers, and smiled at Ling Xing again: "It's so clean."

Ling Xing had reason to suspect that this girl probably wanted to sit here with her because she saw her wipe the table clean.

Of course, the same table should introduce themselves to each other.

Ling Xing was stunned for a long time when he knew that the girl's name was Zeng Zhile.

And Zeng Zhile also showed a surprised expression when he knew that her tablemate was Ling Xing.

Both of them have very good grades, which is strange to say, every time on the grade ranking list, the names of the two are close to each other, and there is never other people's names interspersed in between.

When Ling Xing was thirteenth, Zeng Zhile was twelfth.

Zeng Zhile was eighteenth and Ling Xing was seventeenth.

When Ling Xing worked hard to reach the twelfth place in the grade, Zeng Zhile also fought to the eleventh place in the grade.

In the last final exam, Zeng Zhile fought until the eleventh of the grade, and Ling Xing fought to the tenth place.

The two of them can be said to progress and progress, and regress and regress.

In the whole year of high school, the grade rankings of the two have not been separated once in the middle and final periods.

It's just that they have been fighting for grades for a whole year, but the two of them don't know each other, because one is in the first class of high school and the other is in the seventh class of high school, if they don't deliberately want to know each other, there is no chance to know each other at all.

After a long time, Ling Xing came back to her senses, she held Zeng Zhile's outstretched hand, and smiled slowly: "Fate."

Zeng Zhile also smiled: "No."

Who knew that fate would be so wonderful.

The classroom was still in a commotion, Qiu Yilin retracted her gaze to look at Ling Xing again, and she quietly asked the system-

"System, I robbed the heroine's original tablemate, will the heroine's current table mate replace Zhou Yanwen and become the assistant of the male and female protagonists in the future?"

Ling Xing was also silently waiting for the system's answer, but the system was rarely silent for a while before saying, "Host, this contains uncertain factors, and we can't detect whether the plot will be forcibly reversed."

Qiu Yilin didn't speak.

The system added: "Regardless of whether the plot will be forcibly reversed and returned, host, for now, you still strive to brush up on the favorability of some supporting characters, and exchange the heroine's luck value as soon as possible, so as not to develop the situation into an uncontrollable state later."

In just a short period of time, Qiu Yilin has regained her fighting spirit: "Don't be afraid, I take the counterattack route of the female partner, before I came, I had read a lot of novels in which the female partner wore books to become group pets, and this book is also a little sweet essay of more than 200,000 words, the heroine is in love with her in addition to her academic performance, just one is in love, it's not that I underestimate her, she really doesn't have the ability to turn the situation around."