Sun Haoxiang and his group had a good relationship with Bo Jin, and they had a small group among themselves. But in addition to that, they secretly had another group without Bo Jin, called the Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry Despair Center.
Sun Haoxiang paid to get into the experimental class, He Mingjie's grades were just in the middle, and although the deputy monitor Pan Yu was much better than them, with Bo Jin around, no matter how hard he worked, he would always be the runner-up.
This group is usually as quiet as a chicken and only becomes lively around exams.
However, today was different. After Bo Jin stopped Xie Ruan and asked him to sit next to him, the group exploded.
He Mingjie: Oh shit, what’s going on
Sun Haoxiang, who has rejected school beauties many times: I just told Xie Ruan that Brother Bo doesn’t sit at the same table with others, but he turned around and grabbed me! [Black question mark face.jpg]
Sun Haoxiang, who has rejected the school beauty many times, said: Doesn’t this affect my image in Xiao Xie’s heart
He Mingjie: I just don’t understand why he suddenly changed his personality
He Mingjie: Pan Yu, Lao Pan, was it you who wanted to sit with Brother Bo before, but was rejected
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu:
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: That is not called ugly rejection! That is called keeping a beautiful distance.
Sun Haoxiang, who has rejected the school beauty many times:… It’s really pitiful when you are so stubborn.
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: Shut up, Xun!
Sun Haoxiang, who has rejected the school beauty many times: ... Glasses, you are dead.
He Mingjie: Can you two stop going off topic? If you want to argue, please chat privately. Is this the main point now
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: They must have known each other before.
Sun Haoxiang, who repeatedly rejected the school beauty, said: Bullshit, how come we don’t know that they know each other? Did Brother Bo tell you in private
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: No, look at this post, Brother Bo went to Class 11 to look for Xie Ruan yesterday afternoon [link].
He Mingchu: You are worthy of being the deputy class leader! You know all the gossip.
Sun Haoxiang, who has rejected the school beauty many times, said: It’s definitely not because we know each other, I even know Brother Bo in the deputy class.
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: ??? Will you die if you don’t cue me
He Mingjie: Hahahaha, it wasn’t me who said that this time.
Sun Haoxiang, who rejected the school beauty many times, said: Maybe she is attracted by your looks.
Deputy monitor-Pan Yu: Do you think Brother Bo is you
Sun Haoxiang, who rejected the school beauty many times: Then why
This question stumped everyone, and the noisy group instantly fell silent. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't figure out what was so special about Xie Ruan that made Bo Jin make an exception for her.
Is it really about looks
Xie Ruan didn't know that even though he had transferred to a new class, he was still the center of gossip.
He was sitting in his seat packing his things.
"Why do you put the trash cans in the back of your class?" Xie Ruan asked Bo Jin while installing the bookshelf. "My previous class put them behind the front door."
He bought the bookshelf at the supermarket last night and needed to assemble it himself. Xie Ruan was impatient and got a little irritated after assembling a few pieces. But the bookshelf seemed to be against him. No matter how he rigged it, the bottom was not level. It was crooked on the table, like a defective product.
Even if Xie Ruan's self-filter was a hundred meters thick, he couldn't say that the bookshelf was well installed. There was no choice but to suppress his temper and reinstall it.
Bo Jin's sleep was interrupted several times in a row. Although he was still sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep. He half leaned on the chair, rubbed his temple, and smiled: "I put it in the front before.
Xie Ruan was in urgent need of diverting his attention, so he turned his head and asked, "Then?"
"That bastard Ah Xun opened the door with such force that he knocked the trash can over." Bo Jin unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip, then smiled. "It almost hit Old Sun on the head, so we moved to another place."
He sighed and said, "We are of the same origin, why are we so eager to fight each other?"
Xie Ruan reacted quickly, remembering Sun Haoxiang's self-introduction, and instantly understood who Ah Xun was. He was immediately amused and asked, "What happened next?"
Bo Jin was amused: "What happened later?"
"That's Mr. Sun's reaction."
Xie Ruan usually acted arrogant and didn't care about anything. But now, because he heard some interesting gossip, his eyes lit up, full of excitement, and a kind of childish cuteness. Bo Jin stared at him for a moment, and suddenly raised his lips: "Come closer, I'll tell you."
Of course, you have to whisper about the teacher's gossip. Xie Ruan understands. Without thinking too much, he went over.
"Closer."
Xie Ruan was almost under Bo Jin’s chin.
Bo Jin reached out and flicked his forehead gently: "What reaction do you want to see? Why are you so gossipy at such a young age? Hurry up and pack your things."
"You!" Xie Ruan covered his forehead and was about to let him see the consequences of touching a man's head casually, when he saw Bo Jin pointing at his bookshelf and saying, "It's installed upside down."
"Where?" Xie Ruan's attention was immediately diverted.
Bo Jin started to remove two wooden boards. I don't know how he did it, but after just two brushes, the previously uneven bottom instantly became smooth like a donkey with its hair smoothed.
Xie Ruan had to admit that Bo Jin was a pretty good guy.
After the bookshelf was installed, Xie Ruan cleaned up faster. He glanced at Bo Jin who was watching him busy with his chin propped up beside him, and suddenly thought of something, and asked vaguely: "Well, is it convenient for you if I sit here?"
Yesterday he did some intensive research on depression and learned that some people with depression prefer to be alone.
Bo Jin didn't understand what he meant: "Hmm?"
Xie Ruan was not good at speaking softly, especially when the other party was Bo Jin. It was obviously a normal inquiry, but he was inexplicably unable to open his mouth. Seeing that Bo Jin was waiting for his next words, Xie Ruan made up his mind and went for it: "I mean, will it bother you if I sit next to you?"
"What are you bothering me about?" Bo Jin was in a better mood after being shown such care in such an awkward way, and couldn't help teasing him, "Why, are you afraid that I will be distracted by you?"
Xie Ruan gave him a blank look: "You think too much, I'm not that narcissistic."
He still has some self-awareness. Who is Bo Jin? It's strange that he cares about someone like him.
Bo Jin raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Xie Ruan thought he had finally given up, and was feeling smug about having finally won a round, when Bo Jin suddenly turned around and said leisurely, "Who knows."
Xie Ruan: “…”
It's all in vain!
The morning self-study bell rang at the right time, and Xie Ruan took out the first-year Chinese textbook from the bookshelf, intending to start with the simplest textbook. He memorized two ancient Chinese texts yesterday and felt pretty good.
Bo Jin glanced at him unconsciously and asked in surprise, "Why are you reading a book for the first year of high school?"
Xie Ruan started from the first page and flipped through the pages one by one. While searching for the article that needed to be memorized in full, he said, "I didn't study much in the first year of high school, so I plan to catch up now."
Bo Jin looked at him for a while, and seeing that he was struggling to find it, he felt guilty and decided to do something good. He reached out and pressed down Xie Ruan's textbook, saying calmly, "Don't look at it anymore. Remember what I said."
"Ah?" Xie Ruan didn't understand what he meant, but out of the poor student's admiration for the god of study, he instinctively picked up the pen.
"The third page of "Qinyuanchun Changsha", the sixth page of two poems, the sixteenth page of "Zhu Zhiwu Retreats the Qin Army"..."
As he continued to speak without pause, Xie Ruan was shocked at first, then sighed, and finally became numb. His hands wrote mechanically, and his soul had drifted to who knows where.
Is this the academic genius
It's fine if he remembers all the recitation items, but what about remembering the page numbers? Is this kind of person born to attack others
"What are you daydreaming about?" Bo Jin saw that his eyes were fixed on his desk, so he reached out and tapped on his desk. "Have you finished writing?"
Xie Ruan looked down at the notebook, touching the full words on it, and then slowly came back to his senses: "Yeah."
He exhaled lightly, closed the notebook, and looked at Bo Jin with a complicated expression: "Are you counting pages to make it easier to review?"
Bo Jin was stunned and said "hmm" vaguely.
Xie Ruan was in awe. With such an attitude towards study, no wonder he always got first place in the exams.
The academic genius has worked so hard, so why shouldn't he, a poor student, study hard? Xie Ruan felt a sense of urgency. He stopped talking to Bo Jin, opened "沁园春雪", and began to recite silently with concentration.
Bo Jin withdrew his gaze from him and glanced at the Chinese textbook on the table. After a long pause, he chuckled. Who would deliberately count the pages for no reason? He wasn't crazy.
He didn't know if it was Xie Ruan's illusion, but he always felt that since he awakened his self-awareness and broke free from the character setting in the original book, his muddled mind had become smarter.
For example, now, even though he has never attended the class and this is his first time to come into contact with these ancient poems, he can memorize most of them after reading them carefully a few times.
This discovery boosted Xie Ruan's confidence and he became more focused. He finished memorizing the first two poems in just one morning self-study session. When the class was over, he felt so accomplished that even when he went to the toilet, he looked very proud.
As soon as he left, Sun Haoxiang came over impatiently: "Tell me, what's going on between you two?"
"What's going on?" Bo Jin opened the bottle of mineral water in his hand with a frank expression.
Sun Haoxiang was smart for once and didn't let him fool him: "Do you think I don't know you? Can you let him sit at the same table with you? He will find out sooner or later anyway, so I suggest you confess as soon as possible."
Bo Jin took a sip of water and sneered: "Your suggestion is not important, leave."
Sun Haoxiang: “You!”
Sun Haoxiang was not good at talking and couldn't win the argument, so he simply turned around and asked for help: "Old He!"
He Mingjie was a little better than Sun Haoxiang. He knew how to speak with facts and went straight to the point: "Then why did you let Xie Ruan sit next to you?"
Bo Jin glanced at him and said, "It is my responsibility as the class monitor to take good care of the new students."
He Mingjie: “???”
If he didn't dare, He Mingjie really wanted to grab his collar and ask him, didn't he feel guilty when he said that? Usually, Pan Yu was responsible for all the big and small things in the class, and what did he have to do with him as a nominal class monitor? !
Several people were anxious to know the truth, but it was useless for them to persuade Bo Jin, as he did not want to tell them.
Sun Haoxiang thought quickly and deliberately raised his voice to ask Pan Yu: "Old Pan, has Xie Ruan been pursuing Shen Xingyun for a long time?" While speaking, he secretly observed Bo Jin out of the corner of his eye.
However, Bo Jin stood still like a mountain, not even his expression changed, which made him so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Pan Yu wrote furiously without even looking up. His voice came from the book: "One year. I started chasing her from the second day of the first year of high school."
Sun Haoxiang: “…”
There’s no need to go into such detail, Sega really lives up to its reputation!
He Mingjie only knew a rough outline of what happened between Xie Ruan and Shen Xingyun before. After hearing this, he immediately changed his focus: "No, is Shen Xingyun blind? He doesn't even like Xie Ruan?"
Sun Haoxiang judged others by his own experience: "Maybe she doesn't like men."
"What's wrong with men?" He Mingjie propped his chin with one hand, smiled and said, "Look at Xie Ruan's face, legs and waist... Men are not at a disadvantage."
Bo Jin frowned and glanced at him.
Xie Ruan is good-looking, but it’s too much to fantasize about her like this.
But He Mingjie was so excited that he didn't notice it at all, and he was still talking to himself: "I don't like men either, but if Xie Ruan..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his forearm was suddenly pulled out. He Mingjie was caught off guard and his forehead hit the table hard. He screamed in pain and almost jumped up: "Brother Bo, what are you doing?!"
Bo Jin took his hand back nonchalantly: "Does it hurt?"
"Nonsense!" He Mingjie looked at Bo Jin with tears in his eyes, covering his forehead and wailing, "It hurts so much!"
"That's right." Bo Jin said.
He Mingjie: “???”
Bo Jin smiled: "Only when it hurts can you learn a lesson."