"This class ends here. get out of class dismissed."

The math teacher, who had been keeping the class going for five minutes, finally put away the monthly exam paper in his hand, picked up his lesson plan, and announced the end of get out of class.

As the math teacher left the classroom, many students who could no longer hold on adjusted their posture and fell unconscious on their desks. Of course, there were also some students who had scored high in the exams, who were holding their test papers and comparing them with the students next to them, feeling smug.

The class report card was posted on the white tiles at the back of the classroom two classes ago. Since the get out of class ended late and most people had already checked their grades, no one else was still there.

Jiang Li moved the stool away and stood in front of the report card alone.

Mo Jingchun, with a total score of 691, ranked first in the class and fifth in the school.

This was the first name that caught Jiang Li’s eye. It was her deskmate, Mo Jingchun.

My vision continued to slide down, and I finally saw my name in the last place of the top ten.

Jiang Li, with a total score of 627, ranked tenth in the class and 137th in the school.

Jiang Li didn't continue reading, because the people behind her were all strangers to her. Although Mo Jingchun ranked first in the class, the gap between him and the second place was nearly 30 points, which made him a unique figure.

Compared to myself, it is nearly 60 points lower.

How did he manage to slack off every day and still get such high scores on the exam? Is he really a genius?

Jiang Li recalled what Mo Jingchun had told her on Wednesday night, that he was a math genius.

"How is it? Does it feel oppressive to have the top student in the class sitting next to you?"

A shadow covered Jiang Li who was still thinking. At the same time, a white and slender finger appeared in his sight and pointed at his result which was in the first column.

Jiang Li turned around and saw that it was indeed Mo Jingchun standing behind him.

At this moment, Mo Jingchun had an arrogant smile on his face. He was very close to Jiang Li. He put one hand across her bandaged head that just reached his chin and pointed at the results on the white tiles.

This scene looked as if Mo Jingchun was holding Jiang Li down with one hand and pressing her into the corner, which seemed a bit ambiguous.

"No." Jiang Li turned sideways and came out from the other side.

"You're being stubborn," Mo Jingchun followed Jiang Li back to his seat, "Woman, are you playing hard to get with me?"

Jiang Li used his hands to support the table in time and almost fell off his seat.

"You..." Jiang Li bit his lip, looking a little hesitant, "Have you been infected by Mo Ling?"

"What do you mean by contagious or not?" Mo Jingchun disagreed. "Just tell me, are you being stubborn?"

Jiang Li held his forehead and said, "Yes, I'm being stubborn."

"Then you should...should..." Mo Jingchun was suddenly stuck while speaking, as if he thought of something, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his originally handsome face.

Damn it!

Mo Jingchun cursed inwardly, how could he say such embarrassing things? He shouldn't have listened to Xu Fan and Mo Ling's advice, they were exactly the same.

Not long ago, Mo Jingchun, who had never thought that there would be a day when he would need to make people happy, decided to humbly ask for advice from his two most trusted friends.

After learning about Mo Jingchun's troubles, Xu Fan and Mo Ling also offered suggestions.

Mo Ling felt that since Jiang Li had such a long-term facial paralysis, she should say some exciting and childish quotes to stimulate her emotions.

However, Xu Fan thought that he should take advantage of Mo Jingchun's handsome face and give Jiang Li the shock of a domineering and cold young man.

Mo Jingchun stood by and watched the two of them chattering away for a long time. For the first time, he felt like he couldn't get a word in. In the end, the two of them decided to work together and made a comprehensive plan for him.

Next, he should say what Mo Ling told him.

Mo Jingchun looked at Jiang Li's increasingly puzzled eyes, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but as luck would have it, the class bell rang at this moment, interrupting him abruptly.

Mo Jingchun closed his mouth and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat. He turned his face to the window beside him with a constipated look.

"Ha ha."

The crisp laughter was mixed in with the class bell. Although it was short and weak, it was still caught by Mo Jingchun.

But Mo Jingchun did not turn his head, because he could not hold it back any longer. He pursed his lips together and tried his best to control his facial expression.

While bringing joy to others, you will also fall into this kind of mood.

Mo Jingchun found it very interesting. Although he didn't see Jiang Li smile again, he knew from previous experience that Jiang Li looked very beautiful when she smiled, at least much better than her current expressionless face.

Perhaps it was the sun shining through the window onto his body that made Mo Jingchun feel warm in his heart.

Jiang Li lowered her head, a lingering smile still on her face. She put the math test paper in front of her, which was covered with red pen corrections, aside and began to prepare for the next class.

The green years of youth always seem to pass slowly. The sunlight pierces through the windows and shines into the classroom, forming silhouettes and creating clear boundaries.

The row of windows near the wall were filled with sunlight, but their deskmates were still in the shadow of the classroom.

Light and darkness turned into two extremes. Although Jiang Li was in the shadow, he could still feel the warmth coming from beside him. Light and darkness always appeared at the same time.

They are just entangled with each other, but it can summarize the vast majority of people in this world.

The two of them smiled softly at the same time, and the boundary between light and shadow seemed to no longer be clear...

In the afternoon, after school, in Class 407's classroom.

"Do you know why we have a deskmate?" Mo Jingchun asked Jiang Li seriously, holding a black pen in his hand.

"What kind of question is this?" Jiang Li looked puzzled, stopped what he was doing, and did not give a clear answer.

"Because," Mo Jingchun moved his chair and moved closer to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li looked at Mo Jingchun who suddenly approached, and calmed down, waiting for his next words.

Mo Jingchun's expression froze, and he pointed at the latter's monthly math exam paper. "You spent half an hour on this multiple-choice question on the monthly exam. As your deskmate, I can't bear to read it anymore."

"I don't want to trouble you." Jiang Li finally understood the meaning of Mo Jingchun's words and shook his head.

"What's the trouble?" Mo Jingchun pounded his chest. "Going back to what I said before, why do we have a deskmate?"

"This... I don't know." Jiang Li said after hesitating for a while.

"That's because," Mo Jingchun heard the answer he wanted, and a look of pride appeared on his face. "Classmates should help each other improve, that's why we have deskmates. Which question don't you know?"

Seeing that Jiang Li was still hesitant, Mo Jingchun simply snatched her test paper away.

"Hurry up, today is Saturday, don't stay in school too long."