Ke Chengwen didn't answer the question with a guilty conscience, and directly changed the subject: "Brother Xi, if you don't, let someone bring her desk back."
Fu Yangxi raised her eyebrows in a warning way: "?"
Ke Chengwen didn't realize the danger yet, so he continued to make suggestions: "Or play a curveball and force the head teacher to arrange the two of you to sit together. When she sits down, you will put on a stinky face forced by the head teacher, like this Wouldn't it be logical to get her back? You don't have to twist your neck and stare at it, and you'll get cervical spondylosis later."
Hearing the last sentence, Fu Yangxi almost picked up the book and threw it on Ke Chengwen's head: "She wanted to soak me, not me! Which eye did you see that I wanted her to move back to sit?"
Ke Chengwen shrank his neck.
Fu Yangxi's hair exploded: "What's the bad idea, did I say that I want to be at the same table with her? Didn't you see that she didn't bother me all morning, my lord, I'm sleeping better?!"
"Yes, yes." Ke Chengwen hurriedly followed his words and said, "I'll just say, Brother Xi, why do you think she's your tablemate?"
Fu Yangxi snorted coldly.
Ke Chengwen continued to flatter him: "Sorry, if you want me to say, it's all transfer students who are too ignorant of flattery, and actually want to play hard-to-get with you."
Fu Yangxi's brows wrinkled again: "How do you talk?"
Ke Chengwen: "...?"
Fu Yangxi said, "I threw her table away early in the morning, and she is understandable when she is sad for a while. Don't be mean to other people's little girls' stomachs. It's hard to say that it's hard to escape."
Ke Chengwen: "—"
fine, it's all his fault.
Man, it's hard to survive.
Two classes in the afternoon passed in a blink of an eye.
There was an evening self-study today, and the teachers in each subject had more homework assigned. In addition, Mingxi was busy replying to some messages on the forum asking for the exam, so he didn't think of a way to get close to Fu Yangxi for a while.
She looked at the potted plants that had not progressed all day today and were stagnant in the number of seven tender seedlings, and she was also a little worried: "Fu Yangxi hates me very much, and doesn't want to be at the same table with me, what else can you do? Increase your luck a little bit at one time?"
Just helping out with errands and delivering desserts only grows two or three buds each time, which is too slow.
Get what year and month.
The system said: "Have you read the novel?"
Mingxi: "I've seen a lot."
The system asks: "Which part makes you feel most physically and mentally happy when you read a novel?"
Mingxi thought for a while and said, "That's naturally when the male and female protagonists have physical contact."
"That's it." The system said: "You give Fu Yangxi a gift and help him run the circle. From the perspective of the readers of the original text, your female partner has become his little brother, and you will have a little affection for you, but not too much— Do you have an impression of one of the younger brothers of the trendy person? So doing this, the luck will not increase too much at one time."
"But - if you can not just be the younger brother of the trendy people, but have more contact with them, then the amount of luck that can be increased at one time will be more."
Mingxi understood in seconds: "Can physical contact with the people on the list increase more luck?"
System: "Yes."
Mingxi's whole person is not well. She just wants to be Fu Yangxi's tablemate, but Fu Yangxi is unwilling to put on such a stinky face.
If she went up to a tiger puff and hugged her, I am afraid that in this life, she would not have died of a terminal illness at the age of 23, but had died at the age of 17 by Fu Yangxi's fist.
The system urged: "Just give it a try, touch his skin and see how much the buds will grow. If you touch it without a trace, he probably won't hit you."
Mingxi began to rack his brains to think how he could touch Fu Yangxi's body as if nothing had happened.
After going around in such a circle, it seems that he still has to be at the same table with Fu Yangxi.
After becoming the same table, she accidentally touched Fu Yangxi's elbow and said sorry, so no one would find out.
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I don't know if Mingxi's desire to live is too strong, God has heard it.
During the second class break, the head teacher saw her sitting in the last row alone, and actually called her to the office and asked her if she was adaptable.
Mingxi quickly seized the opportunity and shook his head: "I don't get used to it, it's too far from the blackboard."
Mingxi spoke very little, his eyes were black, and his hair was soft and well-behaved.
The head teacher had a good impression of her and asked, "Where do you want to change?"
Mingxi hesitated and said, "It seems that only Fu Yangxi is left with a seat next to him."
Speaking of this overlord, the head teacher frowned so much that he could catch flies: "If you want to be at the same table with him, I suggest you sit alone."
Mingxi said firmly: "Just let me sit there. Fu Yangxi's English is very good and can help me... In fact, others are also good."
The latter sentence Mingxi said was against his heart.
Anyway, whether the head teacher answers or not, it's always right to try.
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Outside the door, Ke Chengwen, who was eavesdropping with a group of people, was stunned, and hurried back to the classroom of the international class.
"Brother Xi, the transfer student has just proposed to the head teacher to be your tablemate!"
A younger brother imitated Mingxi's tone and breathed softly at Fu Yangxi: "Just let me sit there, Fu Yangxi is not bad."
"Go go go go." Fu Yangxi was no longer sleepy at all, he grabbed a book and smashed it over, hitting the blackboard with a crisp "pop". The boy hurried to hide, and the whole class was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Fu Yangxi scratched her hair irritably, trying her best to pretend to be annoyed and angry, but her ears couldn't help but turn red.
What the hell is a transfer student, why is it so clingy? Couldn't stand it all day. I didn't see her doing anything in the morning, I thought she gave up, but in the afternoon I secretly looked for the head teacher.
She is so clingy!
When Mingxi came back from the office, she could hear the class booing all the way, but as soon as she entered the door, the voice stopped abruptly.
More than 40 pairs of eyes in the class stared at her.
what happened.
The head teacher came out of the back and said to Fu Yangxi, "You ask a few people to help Zhao Mingxi move the seat back, don't bully the transfer students, and let a girl sit alone in the last row?!"
The younger brothers in the class all looked at Fu Yangxi.
They dare not move if Fu Yangxi doesn't speak.
Fu Yangxi hugged her arms and crossed her legs, looking at the head teacher in dissatisfaction, her face stinking.
I am anxious-
What's going on with this group of people, the class teacher didn't listen to what they said
The head teacher was so angry that his head hurt: "Don't hurry up and move!"
Still no one moved.
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi frowned and lowered her legs, stood up irritably, with a reluctant expression on her face, she muttered, "Give face to the head teacher, then move on."
The two younger brothers moved immediately.
Seeing this, the head teacher glared at Fu Yangxi before turning around and leaving.
Just like that, after a while, Mingxi followed behind with the book and sat back to the seat next to Fu Yangxi.
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Because of the class, the inexplicably noisy atmosphere in the class had to quiet down.
Mingxi quietly glanced at Fu Yangxi to the side, Fu Yangxi continued to sleep on the table with his coat on, wearing noise-cancelling headphones, buried his head on his arms, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his ears were red, and he was about to catch up with his arrogance. The red hair is red - Mingxi is probably angry.
He was forced to sit with him, and he should be dying of anger.
She thought that maybe because of this incident, Fu Yangxi hated her even more, which might have an impact on her approach to him in the future, so she wrote a note.
[I'm sorry, the head teacher arranged it, I didn't know it in advance. 】
Mingxi used a small eye.
Fu Yangxi raised one eye from her arm and glanced over, and saw that jade-white slender finger was pressed on the note, and it was gently pushed over carefully. Immediately he fled and shrank back.
The note that she handed over seemed to be scorching hot.
Fu Yangxi hummed in her nose, but did not lift her blushing handsome face.
He only stretched out two fingers, pretended to be impatient, and pulled the note over.
Glancing at the contents of the note, the corners of Fu Yangxi's mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Obviously, he took the initiative to ask the head teacher to change his position. But actually said so.
fraud.
He understands.
A girl's crush is always a poem.
Fu Yangxi raised her head with a cold snort, supported her face with her left hand, and blocked the redness on her face by the way, picked up the pen on the table with her right hand, and quickly wrote two strokes on the note.
Then knead it into a ball and throw it back.
Because I didn't look over there, I accidentally missed it and threw it to the upper right corner of Zhao Mingxi's table.
The teacher on the podium seemed to be coming over.
Fu Yangxi immediately reached for it.
Zhao Mingxi glanced at him and felt that this was a good opportunity. He also pretended to pick up a note so that he could touch his fingers casually. I don't know how many sprouts can grow.
The opportunity could not be missed, and Mingxi immediately reached out his hand.
The two fingers touched each other.
Fu Yangxi's fingers were icy cold, and immediately felt that the girl's fingertips were soft and warm.
Like an electric shock, he retracted his hand angrily and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"Sorry." Mingxi also apologized in a low voice.
Then Mingxi unfolded the note, and Fu Yangxi only wrote two words on it, "Whatever."
Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that although Fu Yangxi was not very happy, he was too lazy to make a big fight with the head teacher over this trivial matter. In this way, things have finally progressed, and she can sit in this position with peace of mind.
Immediately, Mingxi looked up, and immediately found that her potted plant was growing five new shoots in an instant.
In addition to the original seven, it became twelve in an instant.
what's the situation? Can you go up so much at the first touch? ?
Mingxi couldn't wait to touch the top of the list one by one.
Fu Yangxi continued to cover her face with the book, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mingxi's eyes curled up undisguised.
His face suddenly turned red, and his heart was pounding.
- As for it, just touching his hand, not soaking him, are you so happy
So sticky, what to do in the future.