Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date! - Chapter 67

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Fu Chuan curled his eyebrows, his face unswervingly turned and looked at the incoming person.

“Come on!” Yao made a sincere gesture to Fu Chuan, and entered the second class by himself.

Fu Chuan turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, then looked at the second class opposite, thoughtfully.

Every day when Fu Chuan enters a shift, it always causes commotion. Although everyone studied harder than other classes, they were all immersed in homework for ten minutes between classes. But early in the morning, seeing Fu Chuan would still be shocked by his appearance and temperament.

Some people say that Fu Chuan only needs to put on another ancient costume, and he looks like a person who walks out of ink painting, and his indifferent eyes reveal a breath of dust.

It just seems a little different today.

Like… watching a play?

Fu Chuan frowned and walked to his seat, watching many people who usually study frantically without raising their heads looking at him.

“Did you tell the truth about the class next door, Yao Yi yesterday?” a boy plucked up the courage to turn around and asked Fu Chuan.

“…” Fu Chuan said coldly, “Really.”

I mistakenly thought that she was not number one, and she was tied for number one with herself. Although Fu Chuan rarely felt embarrassed, he was still willing to admit his mistakes.

In an instant, there was a gasp, and they all bowed their heads and started whispering with their tablemates or friends.

Fu Chuan stopped paying attention to their small movements, looking out the window thinking about something.

…

“Damn!” Li Ge ran back to the classroom with a serious face when the third class was about to begin in the morning.

“What a bluff.” Han Jiaojiao murmured, keeping his eyes on the textbook on the table, but leaning forward with the chair on his buttocks, so that Li Ge could squeeze in.

“Big news!” Li Ge breathed a sigh of relief, “Fu Chuan from the next door officially gave us Yao a written statement!”

“What’s the situation?” Zhao Qian put down the sauced chicken legs in his hand, looking gossip, “Isn’t it still suspicious yesterday?”

“I went to find a group of people to play, and everyone in their class heard it!” Li Ge said solemnly.

“How do you say?” Han Jiaojiao finished a question, turned around and joined the gossip group.

“Didn’t I show some sigh with their classmates yesterday? Someone couldn’t help asking today, and student Fu Chuan admitted himself.” Li Ge patted his thigh, “This student Fu Chuan is too rampant!”

Yao Yi stayed calm as a mountain, immersed in his math problems, and was not surprised at Li Ge’s words.

“At the same table, you will torture him in the next exam! This is too mad, you have to kill him!” Zhao Qian seemed to be provoked, shook Yao Yi, trying to persuade her to come with Fu Chuan next door .

Yao Yi raised his head and said seriously: “Student Fu Chuan worked very hard to prove himself, and felt that it was nothing to be the first in the test. This spirit of not admitting defeat is worth learning.”

Old Han came in through the back door ahead of time. He just heard Yao Yi’s words, he couldn’t help nodding, “Well said!”

The group of people who were chatting just now were quiet as chickens.

Lao Han walked slowly to the podium with his hands on his back: “Classmates, I just heard about it. The first class students insisted on competing with our class and vowed that they would overwhelm our second class in the next exam.”

The second group is boiling.

“Our class’s total average score is two points higher than theirs this time!” Someone underneath couldn’t help but exploded. “If you don’t get the first place, it will swell? When is there no first in the class? “

“No, I said that their first class is too crazy. Unfortunately, as the head teacher said, the second class can only be arranged behind the first class!” Old Han said divinely.

Han Jiaojiao rolled his eyes underneath, and said nothing.

The tip of the pen is drawn heavily on the white paper, and Yao Yi feels inexplicably that something is out of the scope of his grasp.

…

“Student Fu Chuan…” Yu Qingying dressed in a well-fitting school uniform, came to Fu Chuan’s desk, her big eyes filled with water, full of admiration and encouragement for him, “Our class supports you, and you will definitely be the first one next time. !”

Fu Chuan stopped writing and raised his head: “What do you mean?”

Yu Qingying said softly: “We all heard that you are going to compete with Yao Yi next door. The head teacher asked me to tell you that our first class will definitely be better than the second class.”

“…” Fu Chuan looked down at the unfinished exercises, wondering what vortex he was caught in.

Two days later, when Fu Chuan came to understand, this rumor was already known to the whole school.

There is no need to study late for the first time in high school. Fu Chuan changed into his home clothes, lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and finally picked up his mobile phone.

“Last time, you misunderstood what I meant. There was no battle book.”

Fu Chuan sent a text message to someone in the remarks without explaining the reason, but he did not want to be misunderstood by himself.

The sound of mobile phone vibration did not attract Yao Yi’s attention. She was struggling with the theory in the book. The dormitory has now been changed, and the lights are turned off at eleven o’clock. If she doesn’t save some time, she won’t have time to read.

After waiting for half an hour, Fu Chuan, who did not receive a text message reply, moved his finger again.

This time, Yao Yi just finished stretching his waist and intends to sleep. See the information on the phone.

Good fellow Fu Chuan: “I just thought you were upset that you didn’t get the first place.”

what? Send it wrong. Yao Yi flipped up in confusion and saw the first one.

Yao Yi turned her head. She had just come out of the world of mathematics, her mind was still a bit unconscious, and she didn’t understand what Fu Chuan meant.

“The first is me.” Yao Yi also brought a smiling face by the way, looking extremely mocking.

Fu Chuan had a pause, turned over and sat up. Stared at the phone for a long time, and finally dialed the phone.