Chapter 140

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense and fell into a dead silence. Even the sound of the needle landing could be heard clearly. Song Mu and Yi Chen just stood there looking at each other straight, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes. There was no one within one meter around them. The words and soft wan who were originally standing beside Song Mu, like other students, flashed to a few meters away. Stay away from danger and save your life is the top priority. Such obvious murderous look can be felt by a normal person. The suffocation of unsmooth breathing makes people feel timid for no reason. "What is this situation, Anling, get up and explain it to me." Yi Chen looked at the "uninvited guest" in his seat. Without even thinking about it, he directly pointed the finger at Anling and felt that he was the main culprit leading to the current situation-his "homelessness". Without saying anything, he rushed to Anling, who was still a face of stupidity and didn't know what had happened, and indiscriminately picked up the things on the table and threw them aside. Stationery and books were scattered all over the floor instantly. This sudden move made Song Mu jump. Looking at the innocent "victims" at his feet, the hands lying flat on both sides of his body gradually clenched, and the big fist of sandbag came out. Looking carefully at the palm of his hand, it seemed that there were several red marks of different shades. "What's wrong with you? This is the teacher's decision. What kind of fire do you have with Anling? You have the ability to find the teacher's theory." Song Mu's anger value has reached its peak, and he can no longer stand all the bursts. He held his head high and looked at Yichen with his chin. He stared at him with fierce eyes. The burning anger in his eyes was obvious. "Song classmate, you just maintain Anling? Just don't want to sit with me?" According to Chen's gnashing of teeth, he squeezed out the heavy words from his mouth, tried his best to hold his mind and contain his anger. Even the voice could be clearly recognized, and it was already trembling. "What are the nests in the back doing? Can't you hear the bell in class? Hurry back to your position and sit down!" Just as Song Mu was about to go back angrily and let him completely dispel the thoughts of sitting beside him, the head teacher happened to come in. As soon as he came up, he was criticized, causing everyone to shut up, restrain themselves and be a good child in front of the teacher. "Yi Chen, you will sit next to Yan Xin in the future. Her English is one of the best in the class. You can ask if you don't understand anything." After receiving the teacher's official answer, it was not easy to say anything in the morning. The surprise in his eyes quickly restored calm. He politely nodded to the teacher and packed up his belongings and moved his position. It is still useful for the head teacher to speak. If it is not finished early, why bother to make such a fuss? Song Mu didn't good the spirit left a supercilious look, whispering in his heart. Only a few days after the school started, the two confronted each other twice because of their seats, and each time they were so aggressive and menacing that they had no intention of giving in. Alas, this time Liang Zi is really settled. It seems that it is still because of my problems. I am really embarrassed. Song Mu helplessly lamented a long breath in his heart, but he did not feel that there was anything wrong with his approach. "Hello, my name is Yan Xin. Please give me more advice in the future." Although the heart of speech is not very talkative at ordinary times, the character is still slightly extroverted. I am naturally curious about this new male deskmate. But after all, it's class time, so it's inappropriate to say hello, so I think about it and adopt the usual way of communication in class-small notes. For this kind of girl's thing, I didn't see it in the morning. I took the note and only looked up slightly. I didn't start writing and reply to a word. Instead, I held it in a ball and threw it into the trash can. "You!... even if angry, don't take it out on the note, how to say she is innocent..." Looking at the death of the note, he almost jumped up from his chair with excitement and hit the desk with a heavy punch, but fortunately it didn't make much noise. It was a "stuffy punch". "According to classmates, why don't you say a word, still angry? There is no need to be so narrow-minded... Then again, what hidden secrets do you and Song Mu have?" After all, the nature of girls indulging in "gossip news" was exposed, only to see that their words and hearts suddenly shone, and their eyes hurt in the morning, giving people a sense of oppression. "Temporary friendship." "Oh? Temporary friends? It seems that you are interested in developing other relationships?!" "Only teacher-student relationship." According to Chen some impatient, frowning perfunctory answer a few words, sound is not through the brain thinking. The reason why I answered so quickly is that I have been asking this question for several days in succession, and it seems tireless to repeat it every day If the fish's memory has seven seconds, Yichen even suspects that she doesn't even have three seconds. How can she forget it? "According to my classmates, it seems that you are slightly weaker in English, and your grades in other subjects are particularly good. Can you help me with tutoring when you are free?" "No, I'm very busy. I have to practice chess after school." According to Chen's expressionless face and indifferent tone, he did not even look at Yan Xin. He directly and mercilessly refused her request, as if he did not know Yan Xin at all. "No, I don't believe you have to practice chess for a week or seven days. I think you just don't want to teach me... the deskmate has been sitting for almost half a month and is still so ruthless..." At some point, the heart of speech seems to be mixed with weak but felt tears in the tone, and the hand movements are not spared. From time to time, the hand symbolically wipes the corner of the eye as if there were no tears. Gee, I have to admire Yan Xin's acting skills. It's just like Song Mu's. It's not a loss. It's a best friend! "Ah... how do you say you cry, I don't hate you... don't cry, can I promise you not yet?" According to the morning, I am not afraid of heaven and earth, but I am most afraid of girls crying. I can't do anything about such incidents. I don't have any clue. I will only worry there when I meet them. I don't know how to start. The only thing that can be done in the end is the word "compromise". "That can be agreed, don't go back on your word, I have evidence, denial is impossible." The heart seemed to have grasped the handle of Yichen. If you hold on to this point, the corners of your mouth unconsciously evoked a evil smile. People were really scared and could not guess what hidden secrets were thinking in your heart at this moment. In this way, the relationship between the two seems to be closer to another level. The initial feeling of strangeness must be gradually diminishing. Instead, it is the kind of relaxation and pleasure between friends and the final talk about everything. However, it is still too early to talk about everything. The plan will never keep up with the changes. Things are unpredictable. The state between the two has not developed according to the expected normal routine, but is developing in another direction, which can be said to be not bad or bad. "Yi Chen, did you learn to play chess from an early age?" After school, there were only two people left in the classroom, Yan Xin and Yi Chen. The sun was setting outside the window, and the faint light shone on Yan Xin's exercise book through the glass window, and the corner of her face was sprinkled, which was particularly pleasant. The heart seemed to suddenly think of something. I put down my pen, pondered with my head down for a moment, then looked up and asked fiercely. The fundus revealed my eyeful of expectation and radiated watery light. "Well, yes." According to the morning is still as cold as before, deadpan replied, eyes are still not raised to look at the heart. "Then why did you lose to Song Mu in the match some time ago, did you make mistakes or were you inferior to others?" Like an exclusive reporter, Yan Xin learned their posture during the interview, and his expression became serious. He raised the pen on the table as a microphone and reached out to Yichen to wait for his answer. I have to say, at first glance, this is really the case, and I have more professionalism than that professional. "......" Finally, Yichen's "Sasha Vujacic" writing pen stopped, slowly raised his head and squinted at his heart. His face gradually darkened, black could drop ink, and his dark eyes became unfathomable. In my heart, I seem to be curious about what the girl opposite is thinking day by day, "100,000 whys"? There are so many questions to ask, and for the first time, they are all embarrassing and deadly fatal questions. "You, a gifted teenager from primary school to big school, were defeated by a nobody who was killed halfway. Isn't it detrimental to your reputation? You just... don't have any ideas?" "In fact, you are still quite good, but this temper and character need to be slightly changed. Iceberg face can't stand it, let alone approach you." This girl's thinking is too jumping. Where is this? One second she was still talking about the past of chess. The next second she talked about how she was doing. She began to instill chicken soup in her heart. The average person really couldn't keep up. According to Chen's face gradually froze, after a flash of wonder in her eyes, she quickly recovered to her original expressionless face, leaning there calmly, her hands folded just on her thighs, and wanted to listen to storytelling. "In fact, you are also very nice, but there is too much nonsense. Don't your family or friends think you are noisy?" It's okay not to open your mouth. As soon as you open your mouth, you will be "a blockbuster". I have to say that it is simply a cone of heart. I don't know how to answer the words at that time, and my brain suddenly stops. "If you talk less in the future, there will definitely be many men who like it. Be quiet as a virgin and be a lady." According to Chen's mouth, it is like a valve that has opened the gate. He can't stop gushing. He has been saying one or two words of "criticism" that he doesn't have. He doesn't give him a chance to exploit loopholes.