"Land Rover, what Land Rover?" Qu Fan couldn't understand what he was saying.

"What, Qu Fan, your family drives a Land Rover, why have I never heard of you. When the others heard that Qu Fan was coming by Land Rover, they all came to Qu Fan's side and wanted to get close to him.

Before Qu Fan could speak, Han Bing on the side was anxious and shouted at them, "Get out of the way, don't you see that I'm talking to Qu Fan, I'm blind?"

Everyone knew that Han Bing was not easy to mess with, so he returned to his seat very interestingly.

Qu Fan breathed a long sigh of relief and thanked Han Bing. Han Bing still had no intention of leaving, and was still pestering Qu Fan for contact information. Qu Fan said, "I didn't", but Han Bing didn't believe it.

"I really don't have it" Qu Fan has never had a QQ number, WeChat, and he doesn't even know what the mobile phone number he had just yesterday was.

Han Bing saw that he still refused to give it, so he didn't say anything and turned around and left.

In the middle of the class, a female student raised her hand, stood up and said, "Teacher, I want to change to the same table." ”

The head teacher is a female teacher who is about to retire, surnamed Hao, nicknamed Grandma Hao. This is Grandma Hao's last year leading the graduating class, and many things are turned a blind eye. "What's going on?" asked Grandma Hao impatiently.

"Han Bing wore nail polish in class, the smell was so strong, and it made me wear clothes too, I couldn't stand her anymore. ”

Grandma Hao is also helpless about this Han Bing, this is the top of the class, and the family also has a bit of a background. "Han Bing, how many tables have you changed in the past three years, and who else wants to share a table with you, you say, where can you sit so as not to affect others' classes?"

Han Bing pointed at Qu Fan and said, "If you don't arrange me in the last row, Qu Fan is not the material for learning anyway, and I can't influence him." ”

Grandma Hao looked in the direction of Han Bing's finger, but she didn't see Qu Fan, but saw an unfamiliar face. "That classmate, are you Qu Fan?"

"Well, Mr. Hao, I'm Qu Fan. Qu Fan replied.

Grandma Hao was a little unconvinced, and she didn't want to delay everyone's class, so she asked Qu Fan, "Would you like Han Bing to sit next to you?"

Qu Fan glanced at Han Bing, then at Grandma Hao, and said, "It doesn't matter."

In the past three years of high school, except for Qu Fan who had the same table when he first entered the school, he sat alone in the last row and accompanied by the trash can the rest of the time.

Whether there is a table or not, Qu Fan doesn't care anymore.

"Then Han Bing, you can sit next to Qu Fan, and, Qu Fan, come to me for a trip between classes. The matter was temporarily resolved, and Grandma Hao continued to attend classes.

Han Bing quickly moved his table to Qu Fan's side. This was planned by her before class, deliberately annoying her original tablemates, and naturally sat next to Qu Fan.

"Qu Fan, don't worry, I can't affect you with your results" Han Bing crossed Erlang's legs, crossed his hands on his chest, and said to Qu Fan ruffianly.

"Oh, thank you then. Qu Fan didn't want to continue, turned his head and flipped through the book casually.

Qu Fan's grades are poor, and he doesn't want to. Since he was a child, no one has ever cared about his grades, he has been ignored at home, the teachers at school don't pay much attention to him, and no one cares about his poor academic performance, so he naturally wants to study and do his own thing if he doesn't want to learn.

"Qu Fan, we are both at the same table, we will be friends in the future, I know a lot of people outside the school, if there is anything in the future, just report my name, sister covers you. Han Bing didn't realize that Qu Fan didn't want to continue to deal with her, "Tell me your contact information, and it will be convenient for anything in the future." ”

"I really don't, and besides, there won't be anything in the future, no need to contact. Qu Fan didn't want to tell others his mobile phone number, and he didn't bother to contact people, especially women.

Because when he was young, it was women who hurt him the most. From elementary school to high school, every time a female classmate went to the teacher to complain, saying that Qu Fan was too sloppy and tasteful, and she didn't want to share the table with Qu Fan, but the boy was fine. This gave Qu Fan's self-esteem a heavy blow, so he hadn't had much contact with girls since he was a child.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't give your number to anyone else, especially other girls. "Han Bing is still unwilling, he is at the same table, so he has to get your phone in hand.

Qu Fan ignored Han Bing, and lay on the table thinking about what Grandma Hao would say to him for a while.

Han Bing's heart suddenly became furious, no one dared to hang her like this, other men would do whatever they wanted as long as Han Bing smiled at them, Qu Fan didn't even give her face. Given that the class hadn't ended yet, Han Bing suppressed himself for the time being.

After class, Qu Fan fell asleep after thinking about it.

"Hey," Han Bing shouted to Qu Fan. Qu Fan fell asleep and didn't hear it. Seeing that Qu Fan was still so embarrassed, Han Bing kicked on his table and woke Qu Fan up.

"What are you doing?" Qu Fan glared at Han Bing, "Something." ”

"Qu Fan, give you a face, right, I asked you to give me the phone number, do you give it or not?"

"I repeat, no, if there is, I won't give it to you. ”

"Okay, you have a kind, you wait for me. Zhang Dapeng of Class 7 is my brother, have you heard of Brother B, who is also my brother, you dare to offend me. ”

Qu Fan ignored Han Bing and continued to fall asleep.

The recess exercise was over, and Qu Fan came back from Grandma Hao's office. Grandma Hao didn't ask anything, just to see that Qu Fan has changed a lot today, understand his recent situation, and do her duty as a class teacher. Of course, Qu Fan didn't tell her the truth, just said that he was now living with a relative.

After school at noon, Qu Fan was about to go to the hot pot restaurant, but as soon as he left the classroom door, he was stopped by a person.

This person Qu Fan also knows, and he is a famous school girl in their high school, called An Ran. An Ran is a dance art student, although his figure is not as hot as Han Bing, but he is better than an elegant temperament.

An Ran also knew Qu Fan, An Ran's grandmother's house and Qu Fan's original home were in the same community, and An Ran had to go to his grandmother's house for dinner at noon every day, and often met with Qu Fan. Although the two often met and both knew that they were studying in the same school, the two never spoke. So the two of them only stay at the stage where they know each other's names.

"Qu Fan, don't leave after school this afternoon, it's best to let your family come to school to pick you up, someone wants to trouble you. An Ran said a little nervously, looking around as he spoke. "Be careful. ”

Qu Fan didn't expect that the first thing the famous school girl An Ran said to himself was to let him be careful. "It's okay, who's going to trouble me. Qu Fan didn't remember who he had offended, so he smiled at An Ran and said "bye-bye" and walked towards the school gate.

An Ran saw that Qu Fan was the same as no one, and couldn't help but sweat for him.