Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

The smile on Song Jiali's face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He suddenly realized that he and her had crossed the line too far.

But in the eyes of their parents, they are simply siblings.

He observed He Sheng's expression and found that she looked normal. He also noticed that when he looked at her, she gestured for him to eat quickly.

Song Jiali felt mixed emotions and couldn't tell what he was feeling.

It seemed that he was the only one who was struggling with this matter. Didn't He Sheng think there was anything wrong with it? He didn't know.

After dinner, oh no, actually it can be considered as a midnight snack, it was almost ten o'clock when we finished eating.

He Yilian went to wash the dishes and Song Kang cleared the table.

He Yilian yawned and said, "I will definitely not eat so late next time, but the time for you to eat after school at 7 o'clock is too short, hey."

He Sheng stretched lazily, "Just bear with it, for another year, we will be free."

Because the dining table was still wet after being wiped, the two of them moved to the coffee table in the living room to do their homework.

The sofa was too high, the coffee table was too low, and the small stool was not comfortable either, so He Sheng sat down on the ground. "Hurry up, let me see what you don't know. Let's finish it early and go to bed early."

[Are you sleepy? ]

"Yeah. I feel sleepy when I'm full."

[Then don’t tell me anymore, go to sleep. ]

"It's okay, just let me take a look first. It won't take long anyway, and I can't really sleep right after eating."

When Song Kang and He Yilian came out of the kitchen, they saw two people sitting next to each other on the floor, with He Sheng explaining a problem to Song Jiali.

Song Kang lowered his voice for fear of disturbing them, "Shengsheng is a good child."

"That's because I met the right person. She used to be a naughty girl. She slept in class every day and I would scold her at school."

"I used to believe it, but now I just can't see how she could be that kind of child."

He Yilian waved her hands, "It has something to do with the school. The school she attended before was too picky and demanded everything. She was punished to write a self-criticism because her hair was longer than 10 centimeters. She became rebellious and didn't want to stay there at all."

“That’s too harsh.”

"The transfer procedures were not easy to handle at that time, so it was always delayed."

Song Kang stared at it for a long time and said, "Go back to sleep. It's embarrassing to watch over the child."

He Yilian turned her head and saw He Sheng looking at her with a smile.

"Okay, okay, mom won't look at you anymore." He Yilian said and walked into the bathroom.

He Sheng watched her leave and complained to Song Jiali, "I can guarantee that my mother must have said something bad about me just now."

"She knows me, and I know her better. She must have told your dad about how I used to make trouble and not study hard."

Song Jiali raised his lips slightly, [So were you really a mischievous person in the past? ]

"A little? But it's okay. It's just that the teachers in that school like to call parents, and my mom is often called over." He Sheng curled his lips, "When I was taking the exam, I met a classmate named Ju Shi. He told me that Jingshi No. 1 Middle School is a prison. He must have never seen my former high school."

When Song Jiali knew about Ju, his family was rich and was said to have spent a lot of money to get him in. However, he always handed in blank papers and was always ranked last in the school.

"Oops, that's getting off topic. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's see if there's anything else you don't understand."

He Sheng brought the topic back, and Song Jiali no longer had time to think about those trivial things and focused his attention on the test paper.

After finishing all the homework, it was already a little after eleven o'clock, and the two of them packed their things into their schoolbags.

Song Jiali said to her, "We are no longer deskmates today."

He Sheng didn't care. "What's the big deal? We're still in the same class, and we can still be together after evening self-study, just like we are now."

Song Jiali stopped talking. She really didn't care at all.

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The next day, as soon as the morning reading was over, the seats began to be changed. Students lined up according to their grades and went in one by one to choose their seats.

Song Jiali prayed that he could sit near her, hoping that the seat wouldn't be occupied.

But unfortunately, everyone wanted to get closer to outstanding people, so when it was his turn, as soon as he entered the classroom, he saw He Sheng sitting in the second row. With her as the center, all the seats in front, behind, on both sides of her, and also the seat of her deskmate behind her were full.

Song Jiali hesitated for a long time but still didn't have the courage to choose the seat in the first row, and finally sat diagonally behind and to the left of He Sheng.

This position is also good, I can see her just by looking up.

Wait until everyone has chosen their seats before starting to move tables.

He Sheng moved his desk, and Song Jiali also took his things to his new seat.

Song Jiali's new deskmate is Cai Pengfei, who is relatively familiar to him in this class. He Sheng's new deskmate is Wen Haomiao, who is the second in the class, but 129 points less than He Sheng, a very scary gap.

However, before He Sheng came, Wen Haomiao's score was indeed the undisputed first in the ordinary class.

Song Jiali felt uncomfortable from the first class with his new deskmate. Cai Pengfei was a good person, but he didn't want to sit with him.

Sometimes when they encountered questions in class, they both had no idea what to do and could only stare blankly. When they looked up, they saw He Sheng explaining the questions to Wen Haomiao in a low voice, which made them feel even more heartbroken.

Song Jiali held his chin with his left hand and scribbled on the paper with his right hand. He didn't know what he was angry about, but he was just very unhappy.

This situation will continue until the end of September, when the National Day holiday is over and we will have a new deskmate.

Song Jiali frowned and wondered if it was possible for him to improve his score by 40 points in half a month. In this way, even if they were not deskmates, at least he would be around her.

Song Jiali has never been so eager to improve his grades as he is now. It's so annoying.

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But unfortunately, when the second monthly exam came at the end of the month, Zhao Hou became furious because some of his classmates had regressed significantly, and the matter of changing seats was shelved.

Some are happy and some are sad. Obviously, Song Jiali is the sad one.

Then came the National Day holiday. The original seven-day holiday was given to high school students, so only three days were left.

Song Kang and He Yilian also took advantage of these days to get married. Although the procedures were not as complicated as those of young people, they still had to invite relatives from both sides to a banquet to announce that we were married.

He Sheng and Song Jiali, two ready-made laborers, were exploited and forced to entertain guests at home.

Fortunately, those who came were those he often contacted, and He Sheng knew them all.

Being beautiful, good at speaking and sweet-talking, He Sheng quickly replaced Song Jiali as the subject of their conversation.

He Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. They had been talking about Song Jiali, and she was afraid that the topic would suddenly turn to "It's a pity that he is a mute."

There were guests staying overnight that night, and He Sheng didn't want to listen to the adults chatting, so he took Song Jiali downstairs for a walk.

After a busy day, He Sheng finally had some free time. He Sheng enjoyed the cool breeze at night and walked side by side with Song Jiali, sighing, "This feeling is so good, this kind of comfortable feeling."

Song Jiali was hiding something in his mind and was always distracted. He Sheng suddenly stopped and held his hand, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Song Jiali looked down at their holding hands and nodded.