Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 133 Hello, deskmate
After all the results were announced, Ye Guodong began to draw a table representing the seats on the blackboard.

"I don't think I need to explain the process in detail."

He said, "You have received your transcripts. Please line up outside the classroom according to your ranking."

"Those who can't choose a good position can't blame others. Look at your own results and think about why you didn't do well in the exam."

There was a sigh in the classroom.

Parting with familiar classmates is a sad thing after all.

Fortunately, this sadness had nothing to do with Bai Yang. After lining up outside the classroom, Bai Yang stared at Zhong Xilu's back with interest and said with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Zhong, does it feel strange to be standing in this position?"

"It's quite novel." Zhong Xilu turned around and asked: "Where are we going to sit this time?"

"It's better to sit by the window." Bai Yang said, "I'm used to it."

"That's fine." Zhong Xilu said with a smile, "How about you sit inside instead? I always have to push past you from behind, which is very inconvenient."

"If it's inconvenient for you, wouldn't it be even more inconvenient for me with my physique?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes: "Whenever I go in, you'll have to stand up first."

The line soon reached Zhong Xilu. She glanced at the blackboard and said with a bitter face, "Our previous position has been taken."

"Maybe he wants to absorb the luck of being the top student in the grade." Bai Yang took a look and said, "It's better to move back a little. It's not so easy for the teacher to find out if I talk to you during class."

"That's right." Zhong Xilu entered the classroom and filled in his name in the fifth row by the window.

Bai Yang followed closely and filled in his own name next to it.

No one in the classroom reacted. After all, this was not something unexpected. These two had basically been like conjoined twins since school started.

After moving the books and sundries in the desk to a new location, Bai Yang sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, deskmate." Zhong Xilu said to Bai Yang with a smile: "Please continue to take care of me in the next half semester."

Bai Yang couldn't help but laugh and said, "What about next semester?"

"That's the same!" Zhong Xilu said affirmatively: "At most I will control the points then."

"That's not necessary." Bai Yang waved his hand: "If you continue to control your grades, the school will either give you trouble or give me trouble. I'd better try harder in the final exam."

"I'll help you with your tutoring, hehe." Zhong Xilu's good mood was evident in her words: "I hope we can sit at the same table throughout high school!"

"That might be a little difficult." Bai Yang shook his head. "I went out for training in my senior year. I wasn't in school last semester. When I transfer back next semester, I guess you'll already have a fixed deskmate."

"Ah?" Zhong Xilu was stunned for a moment: "Does the art training take that long?"

"It will take at least eight or nine months from next summer vacation to the end of the art school recruitment the year after." Bai Yang explained: "After all, Xiangdong No. 1 Middle School is not an art high school. Schools like the Affiliated Middle School of the Academy of Fine Arts do not need to go out for training."

"Oh." Zhong Xilu suddenly felt unhappy: "That means I won't be able to see you for a long time."

"It's still early." Bai Yang smiled and said, "Besides, the training camp is not like being in prison. It doesn't restrict your personal freedom. If you really want to meet, how can you not meet?"

"That's right!" Zhong Xilu suddenly became excited: "I'll come find you then! Where do you usually go for training?"

"I heard it's the imperial capital." Bai Yang said.

"Xiaobai, you went to the capital to get familiar with the environment in advance." Zhong Xilu stroked his chin, "Then after we finish the college entrance examination, won't you have become a local boss?"

"That's for sure." Bai Yang grinned, "When you come, tell me my name, and I guarantee no one will dare to mess with you!"

"It better be!"

The seating chart on the blackboard was filled up gradually. Surprisingly, when it was Wu Bo and Li Yang's turn, the two rows at the back were already full.

When the school started, students were still a little green and full of fighting spirit, trying to squeeze to the front. But now, many students have become experienced, and the seats in the back row that are not paid attention to by teachers have become popular.

"So, even the seat next to Brother Yangzi can be reserved for me?"

Li Yang sat down behind Bai Yang.

Bai Yang shrugged. He could probably guess what his classmates were thinking. After all, no one wanted to see two people being so close to each other every day.

"I'm still wondering who my deskmate will be." The girl next to me said happily, "Hello, Li Yang."

Li Yang turned his head, his face pale: "Liu Dongxiang?"

"Haven't you always sat at the same table with Yang Liangqing?"

Liu Dongxiang snorted: "It was an accident before. Actually, I wanted to sit at the same table with you."

Li Yang: “.”

"You know what, your arms are pretty strong." Liu Dongxiang grabbed Li Yang hard.

Li Yang shuddered: "Don't come over here!"

"Brother Yangzi, save me!"

Bai Yang gave him a look that told him to wish him the best: "Brother, there is still a long time to live, so cheer up."

He stood up. "I should almost go to the studio."

"Are you going today?" Zhong Xilu pouted. "Since you're already so late, why not just go to the classroom for some evening self-study?"

Bai Yang poked her forehead and said, "That won't do. Being late means something, but being absent means it's an attitude problem."

"Okay." She rolled her eyes and said, "Then I'll come over to play with you after class?"

"Comrade Xiao Zhong, you really have a little free time." Bai Yang waved his hand: "Come on, come on, I don't care."

Ye Guodong was still standing on the podium. Bai Yang nodded at him and walked out of the classroom leisurely.

Everyone's eyes followed his back.

Normally, Bai Yang was not around and no one thought anything of it, but now during class time, he could actually walk out openly. It's really enviable.

What degree of freedom is this?

I always feel that other people’s high school life is completely different from mine.

"What are you looking at? What does this have to do with you?" Ye Guodong scolded, "Study hard!"

He walked around twice more before returning to the office.

The teacher next to him said, "I heard your class's voice in the office. Are you arranging seats by grades again?"

"Yeah." Ye Guodong nodded.

"You're the only one in the whole school who does this." The teacher laughed and said, "Don't parents come to you to give you a gift and ask you to change seats or something like that when you arrange seats based on grades without any consideration at all?"

"I don't buy it." Ye Guodong sat down on the office chair. "No matter what, students have to put grades first. If you have this energy, you might as well educate your own children and focus more on studying."

"It's not good to push too hard." The teacher shook his head: "Did your class's average score fall out of the top three in this midterm exam?"

Ye Guodong's face turned dark.

If the ace of the class hadn't handed in a blank paper and two other great guys hadn't held him back, how could the average score have dropped so drastically?

He was too lazy to talk anymore and couldn't help but pick up the "Weird World" next to him.

Although he only glanced at a few pages at the beginning, when he was busy with class affairs just now, Ye Guodong couldn't help but think about the subsequent plot, and he felt itchy in his heart.

So, can Yang Xiaobai escape from the evil ghost in the attic?

The pigeon pinched its claws and counted. You must still have monthly tickets in your hands, right?

Please feed me!

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(End of this chapter)