The Overbearing Demon Must Be Cured

After Rong finished solving the matter of removing the seat, he was refreshed and went back to the classroom happily, asked Liao Yu to help, and swaggered back to the original position of his desk and chair.

The penultimate row, the second by the window.

Lao Lin asked someone to move his seat away, and it was moved quite well. He also moved the basketball under his desk and several stacked youth magazines.

After Rong finished moving back, he also brought back Jing Yizhi's neat things.

The students around looked at him in surprise: "Why, you won't change seats again?"

Satisfied, Rong Wan sat down on the table carelessly, patted his seat, and said, "I won't change, this position is at the right time and place, and I have a feeling that the mid-term exam will help me break into the top [-] in my grade. Don't rob me."

Everyone laughed and dispersed: "Who is going to snatch it from you?! Are we afraid that we won't die fast enough?"

All grades, class three, Yuan Yun, with a famous name, I am afraid that this person, Jing Yizhi, is not afraid of anything, dare to sit here!

I didn't see Yuan Yun for a day, and Rong Wan was still a little awkward. After moving the seat and dismissing the students around me, I sat down and started writing questions.

After a while, Yuan Yun finished taking out the trash and came back after washing his hands.

He came in through the back door, and the students near the back door wished they could bury their heads in the desk, for fear of provoking him somewhere—in fact, Yuan Yun had never hit anyone in his class, even his one-on-six thing, the third class Few people have seen it with their own eyes, but for some reason, he is like a sharp blade, making people feel uncomfortable for no reason, and just want to avoid it.

When Rong Wan was writing the question, he felt that there was someone standing beside him.

Yuan Yun stood on the side, looking at him expressionlessly, his dark hair was slightly wet, and the skin on his neck exuded heat.

That means, signal him to get out of the way and go in.

— Didn’t you step in from the empty table behind?Are you going to start using my automatic sensor to open and close the door again?Rong Wan felt angry and funny, but finally moved the table and chair back, he was in the right mood, so he graciously stepped aside, and only sat down after Yuan Yun entered.

It suddenly occurred to him that since Yuan Yun came earlier than him, he must have witnessed what happened before and after, but he didn't know if he heard the conversation between him and Lao Lin outside the office.Looking at Yuan Yun's expressionless expression, one can't see what's going on in his mind.

Rong Wan couldn't help but said redundantly: "I just want to sit here, do you mind?"

Yuan Yun flipped through the book, his dark brows drooped, and he didn't answer.

"You don't mind?" Rong Wan did not give up, dragged out his tone, and asked repeatedly.

Yuan Yun pinched the pages of the book, fell silent for a while, and let out a slightly low and stuffy nasal voice: "En."

A second before the end of Rong, he was still full of disappointment, thinking that the second volume did not write that Yuan Yun's throat or tongue was injured, and he was able to speak. Occasionally, the teacher asked him to get up to answer questions, and he would answer a few short sentences. How did he get there? It's been almost a week here, why don't you say a word to yourself?I babble all day long, like singing a clarinet—wait, huh?What's wrong with him? !okokokok? ? ?

Well!

Rong Wan's complexion brightened immediately, as if he had touched a cabbage, he was elated, and then he chattered to Yuan Yun: "I took a day off yesterday, do you know what homework I haven't finished yet? By the way, my grandpa is sick and hospitalized , That's why I asked for leave yesterday, the whole family stayed in the hospital all day, and the smell of disinfectant on my body—"

Although Yuan Yun ignored him, there was no look of impatience or sullenness in his eyes, instead he gave him a fixed look.That look was a bit long, Yuan Yun stared at his fluffy bangs, and the thin earlobes that swayed with him, illuminated by the light from the window, it was a little transparent, as if it was so white that it reflected light——

Yuan Yun's eyes gradually showed some emotions that Rong couldn't understand.

After Rong finished, he wanted to ask again, but Yuan Yun paused, and suddenly stretched out a slender hand towards him, and opened the math textbook on his desk, inside were three papers neatly sandwiched.

"So much?!" Rong Wan asked.

In one day, there were already three papers in mathematics!Are the current students so miserable? !

Yuan Yunwei nodded, then lowered his head to write the question, Hao Hao's expressionless side face still showed indifference.But when Rong Wan stared at him, he still felt a little bit of happiness in his heart.

The mood of the next whole day is flying.

During the lunch break, most of the students returned to the classroom and took a nap on their stomachs on the table after eating. In the past, they ate outside at noon, and they were naturally picked up by the car after eating.But this week, he didn't go back to Jing's house for dinner, and his grandfather was dying recently, Jing's father and Jing's mother didn't care about him, so he naturally stayed at school at noon.

It was very hot during the lunch break, and Xia Chan knew it all the time. Once the heat on the ground evaporated, the whole school became a huge steamer.

Especially their third shift, facing west.

There is a vertical air conditioner in the classroom, but in order to save electricity costs, the school has explicitly required that it can only be turned on in July and August. In other months, it must be turned on when the temperature exceeds 39 degrees!It's hard to live. Today's weather forecast temperature is only 38 degrees.

Rong Wan collapsed on the table, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and he was about to pass out.

There are still four electric fans in the classroom, which were bought by the students last year when they put together their class fees, and put one in four directions: front, back, left, and right.

The electric fan was turned on to the highest gear, but it was still hot and dry, with sweat all over his forehead and neck.

Because this location is right next to the west window, it is the hottest in the afternoon, and it is a corner, and the head of the electric fan swings back and forth, so it cannot blow him.

Rong Wan was too hot to fall asleep, looked at Yuan Yun who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and saw that he was breathing evenly, facing the wall, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

The classroom is very noisy, no one cares about the lunch break, those who like to sleep sleep, and those who don't want to rest just play games and chat.

Rong Wan couldn't help but walk over, and moved the electric fan close to him to an angle so that it could blow on him.

As soon as he moved, the boy closest to the fan yelled that it was hot.

"Jing Yizhi, why are you moving around? I've been woken up by the heat." The boy's grades are not good, and he's usually a mess in class. He doesn't think well of a good-looking boy like Jing Yizhi pleasing to the eye.

Rong was so hot that he pulled the collar of his short sleeves in front of the electric fan, and said, "Move it a little bit, you can blow it, and I can blow it too."

The boy was unconvinced: "So why do you have to sit here? You are fighting for the electric fan with me. If you sit in the middle, won't the big ceiling fan blow on your head? Before you came, several of us here blew the electric fan. Make sure to blow it!"

After holding his breath, and just about to say something, the classmate next to the boy said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically: "Jing Yizhi, let your rich dad install another air conditioner in the classroom, please pay more for the electricity bill." Well, wouldn't we all be cool off then?"

"I..." Just as Rong Wan was about to speak, the chair behind him rang suddenly, and an indifferent and slender figure brushed past his shoulders,

The man turned the head of the electric fan towards the window with one hand, just facing the position of Rong Wan, and then fixed it without saying a word.The head of the electric fan stopped moving, and those boys couldn't blow it anymore, they were all dumbfounded.

Yuan Yun raised his eyelids and glanced at them.

No one dared to speak.

The boss wanted to blow on the electric fan, and the boys turned their heads in embarrassment, folded the paper into a small fan, and blew it up humbly.