Wait For Me After School

Chapter 43

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Yu Fan supported his face with one hand, completely blocking his view from Chen Jingshen.

He stared at the words in the textbook, still without turning his head: "No. Who is angry? I'm not angry."

Chen Jingshen said: "Then why ignore me."

"Sleepy, don't want to talk."

Yu Fan could feel Chen Jingshen watching him silently for a while.

A few seconds later, the sight on the body disappeared, and the person next to him read the text in a low voice with the Chinese class representative.

Yu Fan subconsciously relieved himself and rubbed his face vigorously with his hands a few times.

He was indeed not angry, Chen Jingshen couldn't be blamed for the dream, Zhu Xu could be blamed, the puppy love was still kissing in the corridor of the classroom, he deserved to be arrested. The next time he ran into him again, he would call Fat Tiger directly.

The morning reading is over, the first two periods of today are math class, Zhuang Fangqin hasn't come yet, and the group leaders take advantage of this time to collect homework.

Ke Ting got up and collected them from the front row. When she arrived at Yu Fan's place, she asked cautiously, "Yu Fan, do you want to hand in your math homework? Teacher Zhuang said that if you don't hand in your homework today, you have to stand up in two math classes." "

Yu Fan leaned on the chair and bent down to look for the textbook, without raising his head, he said: "I didn't write it, no..."

"My and his." Chen Jingshen took out two math test papers from the belly of the table and put them in front of Ke Ting.

Yu Fan was taken aback, first glanced at his drawer, and then looked up at the two test papers Ke Ting had just received: "When did you take it away?"

"When you go to the bathroom."

"... You can't learn my characters, and you still want to stand together for two classes?"

Chen Jingshen said lightly: "It should be possible this time."

Yu Fan didn't believe it, so he stood up and grabbed the test paper in Ke Ting's hand: "Let me have a look."

Seeing the words on the paper, his eyebrows were twisted into Chinese knots, and his reaction was exactly the same as before, "What? It looks like my words??"

When he said the latter sentence, he subconsciously looked up for approval.

Ke Ting, who was stared at by him, could only look down at the test paper, and then whispered, "It's... quite similar?"

"..."

Yu Fan opened his mouth to say something when someone touched his waist suddenly. Through the thin summer school uniform, he instantly felt the temperature of the opponent's hand.

Chen Jingshen looked at the figure outside the door: "Wangqin is here..."

boom!

Yu Fan was shocked, and he dodged to the side, bumped into his own desk and chair, and moved his desk and Ke Ting's chair in front of him.

The violent movement of the tables and chairs attracted the whole class to look back.

Chen Jingshen still maintained the posture of raising his hand, and turned his head together with everyone to look at the person who was so frightened that he bounced away.

"Yu Fan!" Zhuang Fangqin stepped into the classroom and shouted at the door, "Why don't you just sit on the seat and touch the porcelain desk? Do you want to stand at the back and go to class?!"

To be honest, Yu Fan really wanted to.

But his deskmate had stretched out his hand and pulled back his chair and table. So Yu Fan could only say "no", and sat down again stupidly.

Zhuang Fangqin gave her a white look, and as he walked to the podium, he asked the group leaders who hadn't handed in their homework.

After Yu Fan sat down, he put his hands in his pockets and stared at the cover of the math workbook.

Chen Jingshen glanced down at his school uniform: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Don't talk to me." Yu Fan's voice remained flat, "I can't talk to you now."

The ears are red again.

Why is this guy so funny

Chen Jingshen asked: "Then when can you talk to me?"

Yu Fan estimated: "Let's finish the second class."

Wang Lu'an was the only one in the class who didn't do math homework.

He was standing with his textbook in his hands, not in the mood to listen to the class, so he overheard all the conversations at the next table.

But what are these two talking about? Why does he sound like Nima encrypting the conversation.

He turned his head, just in time to see Chen Jingshen say "oh", turned his face back, and looked up at the blackboard.

Wang Lu'an stared at Chen Jingshen's side face for a moment, subconsciously patted the person next to him, and whispered, "I'm stupid, is Xueba laughing?"

The disciplinary committee member pushed his glasses and ignored him. I just opened my discipline book and wrote "Wang Lu'an" skillfully on the page where I was speaking in class.

At the end of the two math classes, Zhuang Fangqin put down the paper, put one hand on the podium and said, "Okay, before get out of class ends, I will simply change seats."

Yu Fan's originally slack sitting posture tensed unconsciously, subconsciously looking at Zhuang Fangqin on the stage.

… By the way, he almost forgot that he had to change seats after the midterm exam.

Chen Jingshen should also change.

After all the mother said so.

Yu Fan leaned back on the chair and saw Zhuang Fangqin lowering his head to renovate the seating arrangement, and suddenly felt a little bored. This mood is similar to that when he comes home and finds the lights are on in the house, with a little resistance mixed with annoyance.

After a few seconds, Yu Fan suddenly came back to his senses.

What's bothering him? Isn't it good for Chen Jingshen to change? From now on, no one will always stare at him in class, no one will bother him with lectures every day, and Chen Jingshen will no longer be called by Zhuang Fangqin to lecture him because he doesn't study.

There was a lot of movement from the side, and Yu Fan turned his head to see Chen Jingshen bent over and tinkering with the desk.

Fangqin hasn't said anything yet, is there such a rush? Is this how you feel about sitting apart from your crush

Go, go, change quickly, so that you don’t have to keep liking and liking in your ears all day long, it’s so annoying——

"Cai Yun and Xie Enen change positions, monitor and Zhou Xiaoye change, and..." Zhuang Fangqin's eyes drifted to their side, "Wu Si, you and the disciplinary committee change."

Zhuang Fangqin closed the notebook, "Okay, change it quickly during the break, don't delay the next class."

As soon as Zhuang Fangqin left, the sound of moving desks sounded in the classroom. This kind of small-scale seat change is more lively than everyone changing together.

Sensing the gaze of the person next to him, Chen Jingshen turned his head: "Can you talk?"

Yu Fan looked at him: "... why didn't you change?"

"Why should I change?"

"Your mother..." Yu Fan paused, then reined in, "Yes. Then what schoolbag did you pack?"

Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows and stated: "get out of class is over, collect the textbooks."

"..."

As the biggest beneficiary of this seat change, Wang Lu'an really enjoyed the day.

After the second class in the afternoon, Wang Lu'an walked to the corridor and leaned against the window in a good mood to bask in the afternoon sun.

Zhang Wenjing rested her chin on one hand, her beautiful long hair was hanging loose: "As for being so happy? I see that the disciplinary committee sits at the first table, and they still have to look back at you two or three times in each class."

"It doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't stand next to me and stare at me." Wang Lu'an thought of something, and put his hands on the window edge, "Xueba, I saw your car at the parents meeting yesterday, it's awesome."

Young people are not so sensitive about this aspect, Wang Lu'an is sincerely boasting that the car is awesome. But after thinking about it, he added, "I saw your mother too, she's so beautiful."

Chen Jingshen threw the pen into the pencil case, and said casually, "Thank you."

Wang Lu'an: "I knew you inherited it from her, especially the nose and..."

Yu Fan grabbed the water bottle and threw it out the window: "It's so noisy."

Wang Lu'an staggered and reached out to catch the water bottle firmly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the corridor of the next class.

He put the bottle back on Yu Fan's table, and touched Zuo Kuan's arm: "Zuo Kuan, what's the matter with that girl in your class, she was just about to come over, but she turned around when she saw me. Are you secretly in love with me?"

Zuo Kuan followed his words and glanced back: "Come on, it's your turn? It's just the one I mentioned at the last meal, people think Yu Fan."

The person who was called sat motionless and played with his mobile phone without turning his head.

Yu Fan clicked on Snake, and was about to start a new game when he glanced at the friend rankings out of the corner of his eye.

He paused, and couldn't help poking the person next to him with his elbow: "When did you surpass my record??"

Chen Jingshen glanced at him: "After hanging the video last night."

"..."

Their voices were so low that no one else could hear them clearly. Wang Lu'an said indifferently: "Why are so many people secretly in love with Yu Fan, just because he is handsome?"

Zuo Kuan: "Otherwise?"

"Not all of them." Zhang Xianjing lazily analyzed, "The main thing is Yu Fan's bad boy temperament."

Yu Fan was a little taken aback, and finally raised his head: "Talk to someone else."

Zuo Kuan was dissatisfied, and frowned: "Why, I'm not a bad boy? I'm fucking necrotic!"

Yu Fan: "..."

"That's different," Zhang Wenjing began to analyze, "Let's not talk about Yu Fan being more handsome than you. He's not talking, he's tall, and he has hair that grows so fast that it can cover his eyes..."

Zuo Kuan grabbed his hair: "Am I not long enough?"

"Let's see who it is, Yu Fan's face, half-covered, has that kind of melancholy feeling. You... you'd better not keep it, you look like an idiot and out of the mainstream."

Left Width: "..."

Wang Lu'an bent down to look at his brother: "Fuck, why doesn't Yu Fan like to cut his hair? It turns out that An's heart is to seduce female classmates."

Self-study in the next class. Chen Jingshen took out a competition paper and was doing it. Hearing that the speed of calculation was a bit slow.

After being so slow, Yu Fan discovered it.

"Shut up." With his heart beating faster for no reason, Yu Fan raised his hand, and carelessly pushed back the front hair, "I'll cut it after school. Push it off."

Wang Lu'an: "Really or not?"

Yu Fan: "Cheat you to have money—"

"It's over, it's over, it's over!" Zhu Xu hurried over from the next door, and clapped hard in front of their window, "Fat Tiger is here! Run!"

Wang Lu'an was startled, and subconsciously made a motion to extinguish the smoke. After finishing it, I came back to my senses: "Your mother, come here, we don't smoke, why are you running?"

"He brought two barbers behind him!" Zhu Xu said, "He just cut off all those unqualified in the first grade of high school! Now the mother is coming to our teaching building!"

My grass

Before the two people standing outside the window had time to react, they felt a "boom" beside them, the sound of a chair being moved away suddenly.

Yu Fan took out "Stupid Fly" from the drawer, rolled it up and carried it in his hand, threw the phone in his pocket and stood up.

Thinking of today's math homework, Yu Fan bent down and began to rummage in the drawer again.

Wang Lu'an said in a daze, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Yu Fan said, "Sit and wait for Fat Tiger to cut your hair?"

"Oh oh oh." Wang Lu'an came back to his senses, and hurried into the classroom to get things ready to run.

But when he was digging, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head and asked, "Wait, what are you running? Don't you just want to push your hair?"

"..."

Yu Fan froze when he took out the paper.

"Who knows the level of those barbers he leads?" After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence.

Wang Lu'an: "Anyway, you want to promote it, no matter what level he is."

"..."

"I'll stay here after I push it," Yu Fan pointed to the right side of his head, "Leave a letter. Can Fat Tiger keep it for me?"

Wang Lu'an wanted to say that was too fucking stupid, but after seeing his brother's coffin face, he shut his mouth again: "... probably not. Let's run away."

Yu Fan held the exercise book, trying to kick the chair of the person next to him to get out of the way.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingshen stood up before he stretched his legs, picked up his schoolbag and put it on his shoulder.

Yu Fan was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Together with you." Chen Jingshen said, "I don't want to cut my hair either."

Yu Fan followed the trend and looked at Chen Jingshen's hair. It was a little long, but not obvious.

Wang Lu'an has already packed his schoolbag and came over now: "It's okay Xueba, your hair is fine, just stroke it up later, Fat Tiger will definitely not catch you."

"Just in case." Chen Jingshen asked, "Where are you going?"

Wang Lu'an was stunned: "I've been holding on to the back door for the past few days, so I can't get out. I guess I'll play ball for a while."

"Can I add someone?"

"Yes, why can't..."

Chen Jingshen's hanging schoolbag strap was pulled by someone, he turned his head to look.

"Why are you joining in the fun?" Yu Fan said coldly, "Take your class well."

"I really don't want to cut it." Chen Jingshen looked down at him, "It's self-study anyway, take me there."

There are two self-study classes on the Friday afternoon of the second year of senior high school, and the stadium is almost all boys from the first year of high school.

Because it was a temporary skipping class, there were not enough people. Zhu Xu simply went to grab a few sports students who hadn't trained in the first year of high school and played 5v5 with them.

The two sides fought back and forth. The tall figure of the young man shuttled and jumped in the court, and it didn't take long for many people to watch.

The most handsome two are especially eye-catching.

Chen Jingshen hasn't played so happily for a long time. Ever since he joined the basketball team in junior high school, and Ji Lianyi almost forced the entire basketball activity to stop, few people asked him to play again, and he consciously refused to join.

At the moment when the score was the tightest, Chen Jingshen made a neat three-pointer to achieve a lead. Wang Lu'an and Zuo Kuan, who were rushing to the enemy's rebound, came up to pat him excitedly, calling him awesome.

Yu Fan finally returned to defense, and when he passed by him, he patted him on the shoulder.

"pretty."

after awhile. Yu Fan turned around and shook off the two opponents, and dunked a basket beautifully.

Hearing the opponent's "grass" that he couldn't hide his surprise, Yu Fan couldn't help laughing, turned around and walked back with his head down, his hair was suddenly pressed.

Yu Fan was stunned and looked up at the person.

Chen Jingshen unbuttoned the two collar buttons very rarely, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, revealing his slender and sharp outline. He lowered his eyes, smiled, and said, "Pretty."

"..."

At the end of a game, everyone is exhausted.

Playing in the summer is both exciting and excruciating. The air was dry and hot, and several boys even lay down on the spot to take a rest, their chests heaving violently.

Yu Fan wiped off the sweat from his chin, picked up the steaming mineral water bottle on the stone chair and poured it vigorously, half of which was lost in an instant.

He turned his head and saw Chen Jingshen standing behind him.

Chen Jingshen was also drenched in sweat, and his school uniform was just as messy as theirs. But maybe his face was too cold, and he didn't seem to have the dirty and smelly visual effect of other boys at all.

Everyone else was pouring with water, only Chen Jingshen was empty-handed.

The ice water passed through the throat, refreshing. Satisfied, Yu Fan asked him, "Do you want to drink water?"

"I want to drink." Chen Jingshen said, "I'm waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" His throat was still dry. After Yu Fan finished speaking, he raised his head and took another sip.

"water."

"?"

Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes and swept over his hand: "The water in your hand is mine."

"..."

How can it be? He only drank two sips of water, and the other bottles on the stone chair were all empty—

Glimpse something out of the corner of the eye. Yu Fan lowered his head and saw the mineral water bottle that had rolled down on the ground, with more than half of it left.

"..."

The mineral water in Yu Fan's hand was squeezed so that there was a "click" sound.

He still had a sip of water in his mouth that he didn't swallow.

Chen Jingshen, drank the water.

The heat that had just been dissipated by the ice water rushed back to his mind like a waterfall, and Yu Fan stood where he was, mouth pouting like a fool.

Chen Jingshen: "Have you finished drinking?"

Yu Fan froze and did not move, and let out a very low "hmm".

"That?"

Like a robot, Yu Fan handed out the water.

It wasn't until his hands were empty that Yu Fan came to his senses, stared wide-eyed and said with water in his eyes, "Yeah, ummm..."

Wait, I fucking drank it, you wait until I buy you another bottle—

Chen Jingshen held the water bottle, raised his neck slightly, put his mouth against the mouth of the bottle, and drank the remaining water.

The line of his protruding Adam's apple rolled and rolled, and Yu Fan's heart skipped along with it.

Gulp.

Yu Fan swallowed the ice water in his mouth.

Chen Jingshen put down the bottle: "What did you say?"

Yu Fan: "..."

His mouth was numb, and Yu Fan subconsciously wanted to lick his lips, but then turned into pursing his lips again, "It's nothing."

Boys often put dozens of bottles of water together when they play, and it's normal to drink the wrong one.

They're all men, what's the big deal?

After resting for a while, everyone packed up their things and left.

The boys behind were still chatting lively about the ball game just now. Chen Jingshen turned his head and asked, "Dining together?"

Yu Fan shook his head silently.

Chen Jingshen: "Did you bring your homework?"

Yu Fan nodded expressionlessly and walked a little faster.

Chen Jingshen turned his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.

Yu Fan originally wanted to walk quickly to get rid of people, but unexpectedly it happened to be the rush hour after school, and the doorway was full of students. Yu Fan could only slow down.

He was walking side by side with Chen Jingshen, when the people around him suddenly called him: "Yu Fan."

"You are now," Chen Jingshen held back a smile, "Can't you talk to me again?"