The Class Genius Sitting Next to Me Is Always Trying To Flirt With Me

Lu Xiao is the most irritating person.

Ye Cheng understood that he couldn't make any excessive demands, so he agreed on the spot.

Who knows, then Lu Xiao went crazy.

Ye Cheng's original intention was to let him finish this before the exam.

There were still a few days before the mock exam. After Lu Xiao got the materials that night, he went back and stayed up all night to do it all night.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he wrote a full eighty pages.

The next day in class, he was woken up by Hua Wangchun hitting him with a chalk tip.

At noon, everyone in the classroom went to eat.

Ye Cheng sat in Li Junxiao's seat, lying on Lu Xiao's table to give him the papers.

This was Lu Xiao's hard work to persuade him all morning, insisting that he "personally" approve it for himself, of course, to show off that he wrote 80 pages in one night.

The little boy's mind is so simple to understand.

The sky outside the window is blue and transparent, and the rolling clouds are like in Hayao Miyazaki's anime, white and innocent, and playful and cute.

The sushi on the table is neatly arranged, waiting to be greeted with small hands, and there are a variety of flavors.

Lu Xiao propped his chin with his hand, looked at Ye Cheng's concentration, carefully picked up a piece of seaweed warship, and tried to feed it while the chaos.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something before you approve?"

"Yeah." Ye Cheng's attention was on the paper.

Not seeing his movements, he picked up a piece of sushi with chopsticks and slowly ate it.

Lu Xiao's neglected hand froze in mid-air, lowered his eyes in disappointment, and packed the seaweed warship into his mouth.

Ye Cheng has a small habit—if he does something right, he doesn't tick it, and if he does something wrong, he hits a huge fork.

For example, Lu Xiao missed a multiple-choice question, and his cross was big enough to cover the upper and lower questions.

It looks spectacularly like half a page is wrong.

So every time he started to write, Lu Xiao reflexively tightened his heart and his blood pressure soared.

That feeling was a hundred times more exciting than the teacher grading papers in front of him.

Ye Cheng finished marking in one go, and pushed the paper to him.

Very unfortunate, every page is a big red.

He frowned unhappily and said, "You can't do this. The error rate is about to catch up with my grandmother's first subject in the exam. After all, I still haven't mastered the knowledge points.

Lu Xiao didn't dare to say a word, didn't he just want to eat hot tofu.

In fact, he also read the knowledge point last night, but he just forgot after reading it, and didn't remember it at all.

Ye Cheng turned his watch over, and Lu Xiao blinked at him, not knowing why.

He glanced at the time and said, "There are 40 minutes until the lunch break. You can memorize it for 20 minutes first, and then I will come to spot check."

Lu Xiao was immediately nervous, he was really nervous, the hair on his body stood on end.

"Ah? Back now?" He had a thick skin since he was a child, but there has never been a moment when he was so afraid of being slapped on his back.

I used to be blind with a few backs, and I couldn't pull it out.

But this time was different. This time, Ye Cheng personally checked him!

If he can't memorize it... No, looking at Ye Cheng's face, he already felt that his mind was blank.

Also carry a hammer.

"Otherwise, don't memorize it now, and then memorize it after the exam?"

Ye Cheng's voice sank, with an unspoken majesty.

He stared at Lu Xiao coldly.

Lu Xiao remembered that Tan Xiaoqi had said that he hated people who couldn't study well the most.

He didn't want Ye Cheng to hate him and feel sad.

"I'll recite it." He picked up the material with a face down, and began to recite it in a low voice, just like reciting the scriptures:

"'A Hundred Schools of Schools Contending' is the first ideological liberation movement in Chinese history..."

Ye Cheng picked up the chopsticks to eat, chewing the salmon, and said vaguely: "Keep your voice down, or go outside to memorize it, it will affect my appetite."

Lu Xiao had to stand up silently, walked outside the door and continued to carry on his back.

History is the most troublesome subject for him. The reason why he chooses science is because he doesn't need to memorize or memorize it, and he can get a passing grade every day in class and sleep.

The liberal arts is a nightmare-level existence, the kind that will wake you up in the middle of the night.

Plus I didn't sleep well last night, Lu Xiao started to get irritable when he carried it on his back.

His two eyes stared blankly at the densely packed words, not even a single word could get into his head, floating in the air like flies and mosquitoes.

He was full of thoughts, why am I standing here on my back with an empty stomach? Isn't it enough to pass the exam?

Ye Cheng didn't ask him to take all A's anyway, because that's impossible, so why did he torture himself so much?

Halfway through the meal, Ye Cheng caught a glimpse of Lu Xiao in a daze.

Although he didn't see his face, his wife knew some of this man's state too well.

Just by looking at the back of his head, he knew that he must have tore up the book in his heart.

With this temper, it's a problem to expect him to quietly memorize for five minutes, let alone the subject he hates the most.

Ye Cheng stood up, took a piece of sushi, and slowly swayed to the door.

"How's it going?" he asked.

Lu Xiao was shocked and suddenly came back to his senses.

He shook the information and pretended to be attentive: "It's a little hard to remember, I haven't finished memorizing it yet."

"Well, eat something before continuing." Ye Cheng raised his hand and brought the sushi to his mouth, and the other hand continued below.

Lu Xiao stared at him blankly, forgetting what he was going to do for a while.

"Open your mouth, ah—" Ye Cheng said in a coaxing tone.

Lu Xiao opened his mouth mechanically and let Ye Cheng put the piece of sushi into his mouth.

It was not until his taste buds were violated by the particles of roe that he realized what had just happened—Ye Cheng was feeding, eating, and eating in broad daylight, in the bright sky, and in the large corridor.

Lu Xiao's face flushed with lightning speed, he covered his mouth and choked, then silently lowered his head to chew.

Ye Cheng smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

He nodded slowly.

"Come on then."

Nodding again.

After Ye Cheng wandered in, Lu Xiao resolutely rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform and focused on his endorsement full of fighting spirit.

The white clouds on the horizon flowed up and down, and the knowledge points on the materials jumped up and down like little tadpoles.

He roamed in the ocean of history, and he was extremely motivated.

Well, history doesn't seem to be so boring anymore.

Jiang Jin came back from dinner and passed the door throwing a Coke bottle.

Just happened to see Lu Xiao standing against the wall at the back door, holding up a stack of paper and reciting impassively, almost thought he had hit a ghost.

He walked over in disbelief, rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiao raised his chin to look at him, and said proudly, "Do you know which three are the 'Three Heroes of Literature' of the Renaissance?"

Jiang Jin: "What... what?"

Lu Xiao: "Dante, Boccaccio and Petrarch. I don't know that, chicken."

Jiang Jin: "…"

Lu Xiao smugly turned around and entered the classroom, sat upright in front of Ye Cheng, and began to solemnly accept the backlash.

For each correct answer, Ye Cheng rewarded him with a piece of salmon.

That posture, like feeding some kind of large puppies.

Jiang Jin walked around and returned to his seat, trying not to let the two notice his presence.

He was under the table and frantically sent messages to urge Tan Xiaoqi: [Where are you? Come back to the classroom! 】

Tan Xiaoqi: [Press the playground with my boyfriend, what happened? 】

Jiang Jin: […[crying.jpg] I can’t tell, I feel that the cold dog food is randomly slapped on my face. 】

Tan Xiaoqi: [Understood, come right away. When it comes to **** love, is it important to have my CP? No. 】

By the time Tan Xiaoqi was panting and climbed up the fifth floor, Ye Cheng had finished pulling her back.

He praised: "Look, you still remember very quickly, it means that you are not stupid, but you are usually too lazy."

Lu Xiao was erratic, even if he was scolded, he felt comfortable all over.

"If you go back tonight and continue to do those questions, you will feel much more relaxed." Ye Cheng said.

Lu Xiao said obediently, "Okay, will you be able to recite it at noon tomorrow?"

Hidden meaning: Do you still continue to play the feeding game?

"If you want, you can't stop, and memorize everything that I have printed for you." Ye Cheng said.

Lu Xiao nodded happily, and almost shook his head.

Tan Xiaoqi blinked her eyes and sat down beside Lu Xiao with her cheeks on her back. "It's rare to see Brother Xiao who loves studying so much. It seems that Brother Orange still has to come out."

Since she had a criminal record for introducing Tan Mengmeng, Lu Xiao looked at her vigilantly and said, "I love to study, don't slander me."

Ye Cheng cleared his throat, but did not pierce him.

Tan Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. By the way, you all know that Sister Rong is going to transfer schools. She will be leaving in two days."

"So fast? Isn't she taking the exam?" Ye Cheng asked.

"I don't know either, she seems to be in a hurry." Tan Xiaoqi said, "So I thought, should I go out and get together before leaving? I don't know when we will see each other again."

She might just say it casually, but Ye Cheng has a deep understanding of this kind of thing.

For most high school classmates, graduation day may be the last time you meet.

When we usually play together, one of them all agree to get together every year. It is said that the gathering is a mass of fire, and the scattered is a sky full of stars.

But after the real work gets busy, there are often not even ten people at a dinner table, let alone all of them.

He didn't mind that Jiang Yirong liked Lu Xiao, so he agreed, "Yes, when will we meet?"

Lu Xiao tilted his head and looked at him, looking like he didn't want to say anything.

Tan Xiaoqi said, "Then I'll ask her if she's free tomorrow night. It happens to be Friday."

Ye Cheng responded and returned to his seat in the front row.

Tan Xiaoqi looked at Lu Xiao and instructed him: "You go too, Brother Xiao."

"Nonsense." Lu Xiao choked.

Tan Xiaoqi chuckled: "Don't be so fierce, it makes people scared."

Ye Cheng left, and Lu Xiao was no longer polite to her: "Next time, don't introduce Tan Mengmeng to him, Li Mengmeng's, take care of yourself."

Tan Xiaoqi wanted to introduce a fart, my mother is not all to excite you.

She still replied, "Mengmeng just wants to ask Brother Cheng for his English competition experience, she has no other ideas."

"Really?" Lu Xiao asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's true, don't you know, Brother Orange won the first prize in the English competition last year. And he likes being asked questions about his English. It's much more useful than the Renaissance."

She picked up the information on the table with **** and smiled contemptuously.

Lu Xiao's breathing became heavy, and he felt like he was defeated again.

It's not his character, it's not his appearance, it's that he didn't even ask the right question.

Damn, so pissed.

Tan Xiaoqi encouraged him: "Remember to do what you like, so that you won't do useless work, come on! Look after you!"

That night, Ye Cheng received an English composition from Lu Xiao.

Suspect X: [I found a proposition and practiced it myself, could you please help me to see it? 】

When he opened the photo sent by the other party, he was hit in the head by the ugly font.

Then, the first sentence at the beginning is: IamLiMing.

This method of writing I'm as Iam in order to make up the number of words, and the method of forming a sentence with just four words, Yecheng has not done this since the third grade of elementary school.

To be honest, after reading the first sentence, he was no longer interested in reading it.

But in order not to undermine Lu Xiao's rare motivation to study, he simply put his mobile phone aside, put on his headphones, and read the questions while listening to songs on the pad.

After completing the three math problems, he turned on his phone and sent Lu Xiao a message.

Restrain: [The writing is good, you can look at the model essay and continue to work hard. 】

Suspect X: [Really, I actually got the affirmation of the English master? Can I send it to you after I finish writing it? 】

Restrain: [No need, just read the fan text a few times by yourself. 】

What a joke, he didn't want to poison his eyes every day.

Lu Xiao continued to write the questions contentedly, and even before going to bed, he posted his small composition on the circle of friends.

Jiang Jin swiped his phone at night and saw this composition tragically, so he forwarded it to Tan Xiaoqi with one click.

[Help, did you see what Brother Xiao posted? Will Brother Orange really praise such a well-written composition? 】

Tan Xiaoqi is also a night owl. She browsed it from top to bottom and found that it was really bad enough to watch.

Then he typed with tears in his eyes: [How much do you know, this is the power of love! Lovers see Xi Tzu, do you understand? single dog. 】

Jiang Jin never expected that in the end, he was hit by 10,000 critical hits.

Tan Xiaoqi wiped her tears and said: [I hope tonight, they can slap each other wildly with their tongues in my dream. I am going to sleep good night. 】

Jiang Jin: […]

The next day, Jiang Yirong sent messages to a few of them for a dinner party one by one.

She only invited some people with whom she had a good relationship with, of course, Ye Cheng was an exception.

This is what she said to Ye Cheng: [Ye Shen, time flies, time flies, and we have known each other for more than two months. I'm about to leave this land and go to a new dream. Could you please come to my farewell party and practice it for me? The little woman is grateful qaq]

Ye Cheng replied to her: [? 】

Jiang Yirong: [Hey, I think you will like this kind of melody. 】

Ye Orange: [==]

Jiang Yirong: [Then come here, I have something to say to you alone. 】

Ye Cheng: [What? 】

Jiang Yirong: [Wait until you come. 】

In the afternoon math class, Hua Wangchun walked into the classroom.

The bottom is unexpectedly active, and there is no such thing as the usual afternoon languor.

Hua Wangchun was shrewd and said with a smile: "Why, the last time you took my class, you were so happy?"

"Why, teacher, we like you."

"We love your math class the most!"

"Teacher, you are the most handsome! The No. 1 male **** of the Thirteenth Middle School!"

The following chatter said, the atmosphere is very good.

"Come on," Hua Wangchun said with a smile, "Mr. Xu will be back next Monday. I wish I could go."

Li Junxiao raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, will Teacher Xu not leave in the future?"

Hua Wangchun said: "I won't leave, and I will only take your class with you until the third year of high school."

Everyone cheered, and they were all very happy.

After class, Hua Wangchun called Ye Cheng to the corridor.

He said to him, "You will still go to my office as usual for your evening self-study. You don't need to be embarrassed to come because I won't bring you guys."

He set up a desk for Ye Cheng and let him work next to him.

"A lot of things have happened in your class during this time. It's really hard for you." He patted Ye Cheng on the shoulder a few times.

Ye Cheng said, "It's fine, it should be."

Hua Wangchun shook his head: "No, how can you? You are just a seventeen-year-old child. Don't hold back some things and pressure, if you feel unhappy, go talk to Lao Xu. , or talk to me, my office door is always open for you."

From the past life to the present, few teachers have spoken to Ye Cheng in this "elderly family" tone.

The teachers in the attached middle school are all robots, and they only care about students' learning.

After he came to No. 13 Middle School, many teachers made him feel that he had no air - they were serious and regarded these students as their own "bear children".

In the attached middle school, teachers may think that you should be more mature, you should have a strong ability to withstand pressure, you should never let people worry, and you should be a stereotyped good baby.

And after you go to college, as an adult, your tutor will naturally not treat you as a child.

People like Xu Chao and Hua Wangchun are completely different from them.

Less social fame and complexity, more pure and warm in the ivory tower.

This was the first time Ye Cheng felt after transferring to another school that, besides Lu Xiao, this school might have other meanings to him.

In addition to the teachers, there are also a group of students who are completely different from the attached middle school.

Although they are not perfect, they make people feel very relaxed and happy.

"Okay, thank you teacher." Ye Cheng nodded to him.

Hua Wangchun smiled at him, and then left with confidence.

After school in the evening, a group of people went to practice for Jiang Yirong.

She was very popular at school, and she came to several tables during dinner.

This sister is also a hidden rich second-generation, and with a big wave of her hand, she booked the store.

Satisfied with food and drink, a few who had a good time together met to sing K.

Jiang Yirong drank some wine, shook the dice loudly, and suggested, "It's the last time we meet anyway, let's play Truth or Dare, I want to hear your truth."

Everyone said that today she decides to play whatever she wants.

Jiang Jin immediately brought an empty wine bottle and put it on the table.

The table in the private room is relatively small, and everyone sits next to each other.

Jiang Yirong saw Lu Xiao and Ye Cheng squeezed on a chair, and said with a smile, "You two are so close, who's in the middle?"

"It's mine to drink, he can't drink it." Lu Xiao threw a peanut into his mouth.

Tan Xiaoqi and Jiang Yirong looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Then the truth is his?" Jiang Yirong said.

"Also... you can count me." Lu Xiao paused.

Everyone laughed.

Ye Cheng also smiled: "It's okay, I can do it, let's start."

Jiang Jin stood up, holding the bottle with one hand and said, "Beauty, do you want to take a breath of fairy air?"

Jiang Yirong blew a sigh of relief on his hand and smiled sweetly.

"Let's see who will be the lucky one first in this wave." Jiang Jin's subordinates exerted force, and the bottle turned up.

Everyone looked at the table, the bottle mouth stopped slowly, impartially, and pointed at Jiang Yirong.

"Bah!" She immediately turned violent, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Jiang Jin, can you do it?!"

"I'm dying of laughter, it's better not to blow it."

Jiang Jin stammered, "I-I didn't mean to."

Jiang Yirong flipped her hair: "Come on, it's still a big risk to be honest."

Tan Xiaoqi took the initiative: "I'll come, I'll be honest."

She and Jiang Yirong exchanged glances and said, "You are about to transfer schools. From everyone here, pick one person and tell him what you want to say the most."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Cheng felt Lu Xiao's arm froze.

Jiang Jin silently lowered his head and drank the wine from the glass.

Jiang Yirong did not disappoint everyone, she pointed at her and said, "Lu Xiao."

"I want to tell you, I wish you the fulfillment of your wishes, you are a very good person." She said calmly.

There was no confession, no melancholy, she satisfactorily put an end to her relationship with this person.

Lu Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, raised his glass and said, "Thank you, the same goes for you, although I don't like the good guy card very much."

Jiang Yirong smiled and clinked glasses with him and drank it all.

Just as Jiang Jin was about to start the next round, she said again, "Can I choose another one?"

Tan Xiaoqi immediately said, "Of course you can."

Jiang Yirong said, "Then choose Jiang Jin."

Jiang Jin's movements stopped, froze in place, staring at her blankly.

"I wish you to become a painter in the future and to hold an exhibition of your own. You promised to paint me a portrait, and don't forget it in the future."

Jiang Jin's expression was stunned, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he nodded vigorously.

As soon as Li Junxiao saw this posture, for fear that he would cry, he rushed to turn the bottle and said, "Come on, come on, next round."

Everyone returned to the game, he turned hard, and the bottle gradually stopped.

This time, it stopped between Lu Xiao and Ye Cheng.

Before the others could speak, Lu Xiao said, "Let me ask you the truth too."

As he spoke, he filled up the glass in front of Ye Cheng: "You don't have to answer, I'll drink it for you."

Tan Xiaoqi laughed secretly and made a mouth shape to Jiang Yirong: "Look, I'll say it."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "You are forcing me to answer."

"You can also ignore Brother Xiao and let him drink for you, anyway, he likes to drink." Li Junxiao said while watching the fun.

Lu Xiao licked his fangs and said, "A very simple question, what do you want to do most?"

"Wow-" the crowd roared.

Ask one's ideals on this kind of game.

Either care about him, or care about him.

Ye Cheng looked at him: "You want to know this?"

Lu Xiao put away his smile and nodded.

They were very close, and even though the lights were dim, he could still see a clear smile in those beautiful eyes.

"It has been achieved." Ye Cheng's tone suddenly became very light, "What I want to do most, I am doing it now."

Lu Xiao raised his eyebrows for unknown reasons: "Tell me more about it? Get a perfect score in the exam, or help Hua Wangchun as a volunteer?"

Ye Cheng didn't fall for his aggressive tactics, and said calmly, "This is the second question."

Lu Xiao was taken so hard by him that he had to admit that he was unlucky: "Okay, I can't play you with word games."

They played until after twelve o'clock, during which Jiang Jin put his head against the ashtray, shouted "I'm a fool" to the waiter ten times, and was recorded by Jiang Yirong and sent to their temporary small group.

Li Junxiao was asked to fight with Tan Xiaoqi, and the two were shamelessly entangled, and finally Lu Xiao kicked them away.

After coming out of the private room, everyone went to the riverside to blow off the alcohol.

As late autumn approached, the phoenix trees on both sides of the street fell to the ground, and a group of boys and girls walked to the riverside with their shoulders on their backs.

Jiang Yirong was wearing a dress and was blown away by the Jiang wind, she couldn't help shivering.

She leaned against the railing and looked at the two people below who were taking selfies.

I don't know if I'm looking at Lu Xiao or Jiang Jin.

Suddenly, a coat fell on her shoulders.

Jiang Yirong turned around and saw Ye Cheng's profile.

Her family is in the entertainment industry, and she has seen many delicate-looking little stars. But there is rarely a person who makes her feel amazing once, and will still be amazed the second and third time.

"Thank you," she said.

Ye Cheng glanced at her: "Didn't you say you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Yirong was a little confused tonight, that's how she remembered this.

"Sorry, I was influenced by Jiang Jinji and almost forgot." She brushed aside her sideburns, which had been ruffled by the wind. "Before saying these words, can I ask you what you think of Lu Xiao?"

Ye Cheng turned to her and said, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yirong looked at him without flinching: "Is he important to you?"

Hearing this question, Ye Cheng didn't know what to think.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and said casually, "I transferred to Thirteen Middle School just for him."

Jiang Yirong was slightly stunned, but seeing that he didn't want to talk more, he didn't ask any further.

She nodded, as if she had made up her mind: "Okay, then I'll tell you straight. I suspect that Lu Xiao's father was violent and caused both physical and mental harm to his mother."

The smile on Ye Cheng's mouth disappeared instantly: "What did you say?"