Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

The student looked almost 1.9 meters tall, so it should be fine to sit there.

Logically speaking, Xie Zhuo's seat is good, but the teacher never thought of letting the new student sit with him.

Not to mention Xie Zhuo's innocuous little problem of falling asleep in class, let alone his violent temper, the teacher dare not do that.

What if Xie Zhuo loses his temper and beats up the good seed they have so hard to find?

As for Xie Zhuo, he also woke up from his sleep in a drowsy state at this moment.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a boy who looked pretty good.

The man's pupils were pitch-black, and he looked down with arrogance.

And the haughty eyes paused obviously the moment they passed by him, and then showed a little smile.

Xie Zhuo: "?"

Good boy, want to fight?

"Xuan Xiao, you first..."

"Teacher." Before the teacher finished speaking, Xie Zhuo raised his hand obediently: "I still have a seat here, and student Xuan Xiao can sit here with me."

How could that obedient tone sound like something spoken by a bad boy?

If it weren't for seeing him almost throwing the senior who found fault a year ago downstairs, the students would have believed his gentle appearance.

The smile on the teacher's face froze: "No need, the seat in the back looks good to me."

Most importantly, don't get beaten.

"I can't see it." Xie Zhuo was extremely calm: "I think this student is short-sighted and may not be able to see clearly."

teacher:"……"

What's the matter, you thought he was short-sighted the first time you met?

Are you clairvoyant?

The teacher still wanted to struggle, but he heard a gentle voice from beside him: "Teacher, I can sit next to that classmate."

teacher:"……"

It's over, I've thrown myself into the trap.

"Okay." The teacher forced a smile, took out the paper, and prepared to give a lecture.

And Xuan Xiao took the schoolbag and walked to the seat next to Xie Zhuo, and saw a pile of messy papers.

Those papers were obviously just sent out and hadn't had time to sort them out. They were arranged in a thick stack, telling the story of the high school senior's master's inattentiveness.

And their masters are looking at themselves with a smile at the moment: "Help clean up, it's troublesome."

Xuan Xiao put the schoolbag on the ground, and said in a good temper: "Okay."

He sorted out Xie Zhuo's papers one by one, but in a moment he put all the test papers in order and put them in front of Xie Zhuo.

Then, Xie Zhuo heard him whispering in his ear: "The hair is sticking up."

There was a little smile in that voice, like mocking, or...

Xie Zhuo rubbed his numb ears and took out his phone.

He was reflected on the screen with a pile of hair standing up, looking like a second idiot at the entrance of the village with not very high intelligence.

He pulled his hair down expressionlessly, but the disobedient part stood up persistently the next moment.

Xie Zhuo: It makes no sense.

He poured water from the water bottle, and it stuck to the unruly strand of hair.

With the pressure of the water, the strand of hair finally fell obediently.

When he was doing all this, Xuan Xiao was also looking at him with a smile.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo looked like the cat he raised at home, impatiently licking a strand of disobedient hair, and then flicking his tail in satisfaction.

Xuan Xiao bent his eyes again towards the not-so-intelligent cat.

Turning to look at his Xie Zhuo: "?"

laugh at me?You kid don't want to live.