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Fu Yun couldn't listen to what the strong man said on the podium.

Jiang Yan's composition sounds funny, nonsensical, inexplicable and even bloody.

But somehow he poked his point, Jiang Yan, he...wasn't he full of food and sleep?

Snapped--

It was Jiang Yan who turned over impatiently and dropped the pen on the ground.

Fu Yun helped him pick up the pen and put it in the hole of his desk.When he got up, he also saw that Chai Yi who was behind Jiang Yan was also in a deep sleep. His pen and books were pushed to the edge of the desk by Chai Yi's wide arms, hanging in the air precariously.

Fu Yun held onto his book and pen, and put the pen on his desk. The book covered his face and blocked the sunlight.

When Jiang Yan woke up, he saw that his new deskmate was listening to the blackboard very seriously, which was very different from the overall painting style of Class Z.

Jiang Yan held his chin and looked at his side face for a while, thinking, Fu Yun is still a good student?

Fu Yun, who was labeled as a good student, had his thin lips pursed into a line, his slightly white knuckles were holding the pen holder, his eyes were fixed on the blackboard, he would bow his head to scratch from time to time, taking notes meticulously.He didn't notice Jiang Yan's presumptuous sizing up at all.

Jiang Yan has never observed a person so seriously.

The sun was hitting his neck, making his skin delicate and soft.With broken hair on his face, he frowned and listened carefully. When he heard an interesting problem, he would raise his eyebrows quietly, and then draw a symbol to write it down.Hearing the simple questions, he stared blankly at the blackboard and wandered, unconsciously drawing chaotic circles on the draft paper with the pen in his hand.

They are all old men, what is there to see, bah!

Jiang Yan spat at himself in his heart, and was about to look away when he met Fu Yun, who was expressionless with a face of ice cubes, and quickly patted Chai Yi's table in the back seat with his hands behind his back.

Chai Yi woke up with a start, and looked around in a daze. At that time, the dean was walking past outside the window.

Tsk, I can't tell.

Before, I thought it was because he was his roommate that he was the only one who was kind to him, but now I know that this little ice cube is a bad guy.

Jiang Yan pouted.

However, Fu Yun could save the first person, but he couldn't save the second person.

Jiang Yan, who curled his lips, was hit in the middle by the flying chalk.

"Hiss—" Jiang Yan was forced to have a mark on the forehead of the female teacher's chalk.

Jiang Yan was particularly upset. He stared at the female teacher with wolf-dog eyes, as if he was about to step forward and bite her in the next second.

The young female teacher was so frightened by his gaze that she swallowed the words telling him to get out and stand for punishment, and hastily avoided his gaze, pretending not to see it.

How could a 17-year-old child have such fierce eyes?

The female teacher couldn't help but shuddered, and looked around to explore, and finally stopped on Fu Yun who was listening to the class seriously.

Xin sighed, it's really not easy to have such good seedlings in this hodgepodge of Class Z.

Under the contrast of Jiang Yan's scumbag next door, it is of course impossible for Fu Yun, who exists in the regretful tone of the teachers of various subjects, to know this.

He is worried about another person.

After sleeping at the same table with Jiang Yan who was discriminated against for a few days, he found that Jiang Yan was sleeping during the day and brightly lit in the dormitory at night.

Because of this, Fu Yun suffered from dark circles under his eyes for two days.

After discovering that it disturbed the sleep quality of his new roommate, Jiang Yan changed from brightly lit bedroom to brightly lit bed.

I often wake up the next day and rub my sore neck, and my face is not very good-looking.

What the hell is he doing?

Fu Yun really couldn't figure it out.Is there anything more important than studying?