her mountain, her sea

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Luo Zhengli was persuaded by her friends to come back to class, her eyes were still red, she lay on the table and refused to raise her head, as if she had suffered all kinds of grievances, after class, the rest of the dormitory gathered around her and patted her shoulder comfort.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, it's just a joke."

"It's the same with Chi Tang, she's just joking, she meddles in other people's business."

The more Luo Zhengli was comforted, the more she kept crying, as if she was the biggest victim in this incident.

Chi Tang felt that the crying was annoying enough, and behind him was Wang Jiaoyang poking her shoulder to talk to her.

"Oh, were you jealous just now?"

"Do you dislike me receiving love letters, or do you dislike others liking me?"

"If you were my girlfriend..."

Chi Tang couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, and went to the office to find the head teacher.

Students at this age don't like to find a teacher when they have something to do. Whoever finds a teacher to solve their problems for themselves is breaking away from the student camp and becoming a lackey of the teacher. But Chi Tang doesn't care about these things. She didn't bother to care about them before, but now she is irritable But it suddenly piled up to the point where she couldn't bear it.

She never liked to wrong herself, let alone force herself, if she was so annoyed, she must do something.

"Teacher, I want to change my seat. I can't see the blackboard clearly when I sit in the back." Chi Tang found the most reasonable reason.

Although Lao Fang, the homeroom teacher, was a little surprised, he didn't show too much embarrassment. Instead, he laughed: "I told you to sit in the front row. You see, there are some students who don't like studying in the back seat. Your grades are also very easy. If you are affected by the decline, your monthly exam this time is not as good as last time, you still have to be more serious in the future, and strive to improve a few places, okay?"

Lao Fang, like all class teachers, likes to cook chicken soup to encourage people. Although these words are heard in the ears of the students, they really don’t feel inspiring at all. In the hearts of teenage children, their little emotions are disgusting. Rainy days, bad words at the same table...everything is more interesting than studying.

Lao Fang took a look at the class roster and seating chart, and asked, "Luo Qingqing is also in your dormitory, right?"

Luo Qingqing and Luo Zhengli are bunk beds, they always play best, and she is also You Yu's tablemate.

"Luo Qingqing also told me before that she doesn't want to sit at the same table with You Yu." Lao Fang sighed for some reason, raised his head and asked her, "Then can you share the table with You Yu?"

Lao Fang seemed to know that You Yu and the other girls couldn't hang out together.

Chi Tang nodded dispensably: "OK."

For her, as long as she gets rid of that idiot Wang Jiaoyang behind her, it is not unacceptable to sit in the front.

The next class happened to be Lao Fang's Chinese class, so we went to the class and arranged to adjust the seats directly.Chi Tang moved to the third row in front and became You Yu's deskmate. Her original seat was replaced by a boy. Behind Luo Zhengli's deskmate, her deskmate was replaced by Luo Qingqing.

The one who is most dissatisfied with this arrangement is Wang Jiaoyang.When Chi Tang moved the table, he stepped on the chair behind and swayed his legs, and asked her: "What do you mean, why move to the front?"

Chi Tang was not polite: "Because you are annoying."

Probably because he really hurt his "man's self-esteem", Wang Jiaoyang felt ashamed, turned his head to talk to someone with a dark face, and did not continue to pester her.

Chi Tang didn't want to care about the mess of this group of people, so he directly took the table and filled the empty seat next to You Yu.

There are eight rows in total, and these two rows are by the window.Before Luo Qingqing sat here, there was a big gap between him and You Yu's table, which meant to draw a clear line and keep a distance, just like the [-]th parallel of elementary school students.Chi Tang thought this kind of behavior was childish and ridiculous, but she didn't care, the table was leaning against You Yu's table, and it fit perfectly.

There was no one who harassed him endlessly behind him, and it was much quieter. Chi Tang let out a breath slowly.Her new deskmate is not like the previous one who likes to chat with the front row, and is very quiet and busy studying.

Chi Tang knew before that the number one student was serious about studying, but when she was at her deskmate, she realized that this person was indeed a veritable academic bully.When she moved here, she looked up at her, and then she kept burying her head in taking notes and brushing up questions. The homework book on the side was full of various formulas and problem-solving processes, but she couldn't understand it.

Sitting here, it seemed that the classroom was much quieter, and Chi Tang felt that his mood was finally getting better.

It was raining again outside the window, hitting the leaves of the old ginkgo tree outside.Even though it was raining, the temperature did not drop, it was still hot and humid.The fan in the classroom was shaking half-deadly, and there was no wind coming to their position. She opened her school uniform jacket, with the cuffs rolled up to her forearms, and put it on the cold table.

Lao Fang was lecturing on the stage, and he put the two previous poems into this lesson, so they turned around and went back to study.

He talked about "Rain Lane", about a girl like a lilac, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley.

When Lao Fang was young, he was probably a literary and artistic young man. He especially loved this kind of poem, and it was full of emotion when he read it. Chi Tang was a little sleepy when he heard it. Whatever thoughts and moods she has, she wants to sleep even more.

The sleepiness in the middle of the night all came out at an inappropriate time at this time.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the drowsy students in the classroom instantly came to life. Tables and chairs dragged around, some got up to go to the toilet, some went to drink water, some went to talk to someone, and there were footsteps and voices in the corridor outside.

Chi Tang leaned on his arm, feeling a little tired.

During this period of time, she would dream every night, a night of chaotic dreams, and after waking up, she would forget all of those messy dreams, but the uncomfortable fatigue in the dream seemed to have continued into reality, still affecting her.

With her eyes closed, she heard a rustling sound next to her.

Rustle, rustle, very regular, it is Yu Yu writing.

The pen was put down, and the pages were turned, very lightly.