Too much

"Who are you going to choose??" Yang Tianfeng couldn't believe his ears, he stared at Qi Jingchen for a long time, then frowned and said, "No, you forgot about him posting rumors about you?"

Qi Jingchen lowered his eyes, "I haven't forgotten."

"I didn't forget that you still chose him." Yang Tianfeng replied angrily, "And why did you help him in class just now? For a person like him, he should be taught a lesson, lest the dog can't change and eat shit .I think even if you help him, he doesn't think much of it, just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

Qi Jingchen glanced at him expressionlessly, and said lightly, "One size belongs to one size."

Yang Tianfeng was a little speechless for such an unanswered question, but it was Qi Jingchen's private matter after all, and he had no reason to interfere, "All right, then can I ask why it was him?"

Qi Jingchen still looked lukewarm, "He is good at Chinese and complements each other."

Yang Tianfeng showed the expression of "what nonsense are you talking about".Shen Zeming's Chinese score is barely on par with the class average. Isn't it funny to say that he is good at Chinese?

"Jingchen, do you have some brain problems?"

Yu Meng, the study committee member standing by the side, couldn't help laughing, and then began to fight for the injustice of his deskmate, "If you want to speak Chinese well, the best grade in our class must be my deskmate's Chinese class representative, you Why didn't you choose her?"

"Yeah." The others followed suit.

But Qi Jingchen didn't intend to continue answering, he raised his eyelids and looked at the wall clock on the wall, lowered his head to find out the exercise book for the next class, and reminded: "Class is coming soon."

This is the meaning of chasing customers, Yu Meng and a few girls were not as thick-skinned as Yang Tianfeng, so they walked away tactfully.Only Yang Tianfeng was still at Qi Jingchen's place, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the class monitor who walked in with the report card.

"Everyone be quiet. This is the report card of the midterm exam. As usual, the top ten students in the class choose their own deskmates in order of ranking, and the rest of the students wait for Old Man Li, bah! Wait for Teacher Li to arrange."

"Before class in the first ten afternoons, I changed the position by myself."

The top ten in the class can choose their own tablemates, which is an incentive system of old man Li, and it is also a kind of welfare to a certain extent.But now compared with this, the report card in the monitor's hand is obviously more attractive.

In an instant, everyone swarmed over to check the results, except Qi Jingchen, and Shen Zeming who had been lying on his seat after class.

The whole class was almost surrounded by the podium, most of the classroom was empty, and no one was blocking their view. Qi Jingchen turned around and fixed his eyes on a small part of the back of Shen Zeming's neck that was exposed due to his inadvertent posture.

Until Yang Tianfeng excitedly yelled at him.

"Fuck, Jingchen, you are too awesome! The third in the class, the fifteenth in the grade!" As he was talking, he ran back like a fool, "You can choose your deskmate."

Qi Jingchen withdrew his gaze, his voice didn't fluctuate, and he answered calmly: "Really?"

"Who are you going to choose this time?" Yang Tianfeng looked curious, but after three seconds, seeing Qi Jingchen's expressionless face, he suddenly felt blessed and opened his mouth wide, "You, you won't choose Shen Zeming again, will you?"

Qi Jingchen stopped writing, and smiled, "Probably."

Yang Tianfeng felt that he might not be far from being insane, he looked at Qi Jingchen with an indescribable look, then sighed, and walked away while shaking his head.

The last class in the morning was chemistry. There was nothing wrong with the chemistry teacher, except that he liked to procrastinate the class. After he finished all the big questions, only the second class and the gang had nothing to eat in the teaching building of the second grade.

Although the cafeteria was very crowded at the moment, the hungry tiger couldn't hold back. The chemistry teacher didn't finish his sentence when he heard the chairs in the class rattle. When Qi Jingchen raised his head, the classroom was almost empty.

The huge classroom was empty, among the remaining three people, the chemistry teacher shook his head and sighed, packed his things neatly and left the classroom.

As for the other person...

Shen Zeming stood up, walked to the podium, and stared at the report card pasted on the podium for a long time.About 2 minutes later, he pursed his lips, quickly glanced back at Qi Jingchen, and left the classroom with his head down.

Qi Jingchen witnessed all this, and when Shen Zeming's figure completely disappeared from his field of vision, he walked up to the podium and saw that on the report card, Shen Zeming's name was ranked tenth from the bottom in the form.

The grades can be described as bad, only 110 five points in Chinese can barely catch the eye.

Qi Jingchen stood in front of the report card for a while, then walked back and began to clear the table.

.Most of the students in No. [-] Middle School do not have the habit of taking a lunch break. Although the school arranges a full one-hour lunch break, few students are willing to take a lunch break.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Shen Zeming arrived in the classroom.

There is still half an hour before the first class starts.

At this time in the past, the classroom was already full of students who were studying the questions and reading books, but it may be that they have just experienced the "baptism" of the midterm exam, and the whole class has a loose atmosphere, and there are not many people in the classroom.

He walked to the last row of the classroom and found that there was an extra table next to his seat. On the table was an English textbook with three bold characters on the light blue cover.

Qi Jingchen.

Shen Zeming didn't react for a while, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, Qi Jingchen actually chose him as his deskmate.

He walked around Qi Jingchen's chair, sat back in his seat, and stared at the English textbook on Qi Jingchen's desk with a complicated expression.

No one will suddenly show affection to a person for no reason, and there is a festival between them.

Unless Qi Jingchen has other purposes.

Five minutes before the start of the first class, Qi Jingchen stepped into the classroom. As soon as he came in, he saw the group of people headed by Yang Tianfeng looking at him with weird eyes, as if he had done something outrageously stupid.

Ignoring these gazes, Qi Jingchen walked towards the last row.As soon as he sat down, he heard Yang Tianfeng burst into shock, and everyone else in the class stared at him with wide eyes.

Qi Jingchen looked back blankly, and at the same time raised his finger to the podium, reminding: "The teacher is here."

However, when he turned his head, he met Shen Zeming's eyes again.

Qi Jingchen smiled.

"What exactly do you want to do?" But Shen Zeming didn't relax his vigilance because of his smile, and even became more cautious, "What's your purpose?"

"Why do you think that way." Qi Jingchen didn't look at him, picked up the pen and placed it between his index finger and middle finger, skillfully turning the pen, "I don't have any purpose."

The pen holder slides from the index finger to the middle finger, and then slides back extremely quickly.

After a few back and forth, seeing that Shen Zeming was still staring at him with hostility, Qi Jingchen sighed, held his pen and looked at Shen Zeming, with a pertinent voice, "Your position is suitable for sleeping in class, or doing something else."

"Don't think too much, I really don't do anything."

The teacher had already started the lecture, and after he finished speaking, he looked away at the podium, as if he didn't care whether Shen Zeming believed the explanation or not.