Chapter 94: After Abandoning the Cold and Lonely Academic God 2: Good Deskmate, Lend Your Book to...

Fu Wei suddenly realized that it was him.

Fu Wei looked Lin Guanchen up and down, left and right, and he finally understood why the person in front of him could make him hate him so much just by looking at a photo.

How come this face looks a bit like his mortal enemy, Lu Ningyao, the eldest son of the Lu family?

However, the two people have very different temperaments. Lu Ningyao is the type of person who is unruly, harsh in his words, and acts like a bitch.

The one in front of me has an outstanding temperament, like a handful of snow, with a bit of chill. I have to say, he is indeed better looking and more pleasing to the eye than that guy Lu Ningyao.

But it's far inferior to me.

"So it's you. You look just like that." Fu Wei raised his chin, his eyes teasing and provocative.

Lin Guanchen was stunned. He didn't expect Fu Wei to say that. He said "hmm" after a while.

Fu Wei was instantly disgusted. It turned out to be a gourd with a sawed mouth. What a waste of such a face.

Fang Chenghua's brows furrowed and he jumped up. Unable to bear it any longer, he grabbed Fu Wei by the scruff of the neck and threw him out.

"Are you here to compete for beauty? Go out and stand there. Come back when you've reflected on your actions. This is outrageous."

Fu Wei said earnestly, "Don't be angry, Mr. Fang. Anger can easily lead to baldness." Then, pointing at Fang Chenghua's head, he sighed, "Look! This is a lesson learned the hard way."

Fang Chenghua: “…”

Fu Wei said, "Look at me, I don't like to get angry, so I have a little more hair than you."

Fang Chenghua: “…” I’m so angry, so angry.

The students tried hard not to laugh, but their red faces showed that it was very difficult to hold back.

Fang Chenghua pointed at the door weakly and said, "Just stand there."

Fu Wei: "Okay."

In fact, Fu Wei is not only popular in school, but also liked by teachers.

He wasn't like other rich second-generation kids, arrogant and domineering, bringing chaos to the classroom. If the teacher asked him to write or read a self-review, he'd write it for him without asking who wrote it, and he'd read it without hesitation. If the teacher ordered him to stand in the corner, he'd smile and go. If he got into a fight, he'd settle it himself.

Apart from this small detail, he can even be considered an obedient child.

So Fang Chenghua said that he would make Fu Wei stand in the corner as punishment, and Fu Wei went there happily.

After all, as long as he doesn't have to listen to the tight-fitting curse in class, Fu Wei is happy to do anything.

To express that she disliked Lin Guanchen, Fu Wei deliberately touched him with her shoulder when she walked out of the classroom.

Then he put on his signature smile and said, "I'm sorry."

Lin Guanchen looked at him deeply and said, "Yeah."

Well, what else can he say besides this?

Oh, and he also said that he would work for himself in the future.

Thinking of this, Fu Wei felt happy.

Everyone whose attention was attracted by Fu Wei finally came back to their senses and remembered that the top student was still being ignored by them. After all, Lin Guanchen was the treasure of No. 1 Middle School.

Fang Chenghua glanced at Fu Wei, who was walking out slowly, and narrowed his eyes. He felt that this kid really needed to be punished, so he immediately stopped him and said, "Fu Wei, help Lin Guanchen move the books in first, and then go stand in the corner as punishment."

Fu Wei paused, turned around, and looked at Fang Chenghua in disbelief, his eyes wide open: "I moved it for him?"

Fang Chenghua: "I'm just helping to move some books. Hurry up and make amends. You won't have to stand in the next class."

Fu Wei: "Then you should let me stand."

Fang Chenghua: "Fuwei——"

Fu Wei: "My hands are for playing games. How could I possibly touch these dirty books? They would defile me."

Fang Chenghua was so angry that he laughed, and his mood calmed down. He began to search for his phone in his pocket, muttering to himself: "...I think I have your aunt's phone number here. Dirty books will defile your noble hands, right? I wonder if your aunt thinks so..."

Fu Wei's aunt is a career-oriented woman who acts decisively. If she knew she had done this, she would probably twist her head off.

Fu Wei's expression immediately changed: "Teacher Fang, you can't take a joke like this. It's just moving books. I have plenty of strength."

The class was in chaos, people were changing their faces, and there was a rich second-generation who was talking nonsense. Lin Guanchen had a complicated expression. He probably felt that his future was hopeless after coming here, and he could only go out to work in the future.

"No, I can do it myself."

Lin Guanchen was just about to bend down and pick up his own books when he saw Fu Wei casually pick up a book. As if doing a good deed without asking for anything in return, he said to Lin Guanchen, "Okay, I'll carry this much. You can carry the rest yourself." Finally, he said to Fang Chenghua, "Just tell me if I helped you or not."

It helped, but not much.

Lin Guanchen: “…”

Fang Chenghua: “…” You little thief, you are so sneaky and cunning.

Classmates: “…” He is worthy of being the supporting father.

Lin Guanchen picked up his book expressionlessly, held it in his arms, and said, "Thank you."

Such a serious person.

Fu Wei casually put the book into Lin Guanchen's arms and blinked: "You're welcome."

It would be better not to move it and put it back to the owner.

Fang Chenghua repeated to himself three times: I am a teacher and a gardener. These people are the flowers of the motherland. I must protect the flowers. I must protect the flowers!

Fang Chenghua closed his eyes, then opened them again: "Just stand there for two classes. If you miss one second, I'll call your aunt."

Fu Wei said obediently: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."

Fu Wei felt that Fang Chenghua should not be called Fang Baldy, but should be called Snitch.

After solving the problem of Fu Wei, the troublemaker, everything returned to normal in the class. After arranging Lin Guanchen's seat, the class began.

The first class was Fang Chenghua's math class. Everyone was drowsy, but Fang Chenghua was the only one who spoke enthusiastically with an excited look on his face.

After all, he has never taught the top student in his grade, so he has to seize the opportunity and live up to his expectations. Lin Guanchen is not very serious in class, but occasionally he is called upon to answer questions, and he talks freely.

After the class, Fang Chenghua looked at Lin Guanchen as if he were looking at his own eyeballs.

The forty-five-minute class ended with the students looking sleepy.

Lin Guanchen closed his math notes and put them away, then sorted out the things he would need for the next class. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few people talking outside the window.

It’s Fu Wei.

He was leaning against the window, his arms folded across his chest, talking to a girl with a smile on his face. I don't know what he was talking about, but the girl's cheeks were slightly red and she was giggling.

Lin Guanchen took a look and looked away indifferently.

But the little boy with glasses on the side saw it and said jokingly, "Hey, whenever we help our dad get punished by standing in the corner, there's never a cold outside our class. Otherwise, how can we say we are the face of our class?"

Someone laughed and replied: "If I had a face like that, I would stand there every day as punishment."

Little Glasses chatted with his deskmate for a long time. There were still three minutes left before the second class started. Lin Guanchen looked outside again for some unknown reason.

The two girls surrounding Fu Wei have turned into a handsome and cute boy.

But unfortunately, the class bell rang and the boy left reluctantly, while Fu Wei stood back obediently, stretched, revealing a snow-white waist with graceful and flexible lines. Under the sunlight, the boy seemed to glow.

It was only for a moment, but it scared Lin Guanchen.

His earlobe was dripping with blood, and he quickly regained his composure, frowning slightly.

What am I doing?

Fu Wei stood for a whole class and felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. The second class happened to be English, so he tried to slip back.

The Chinese teacher is a woman in her fifties with a gentle personality and her own way of teaching. All the students in the class like her very much, especially because she is easy to talk to.

So when the Chinese teacher came, Fu Wei pinched her arm hard, without saying a word, and looked at her pitifully with red eyes, like a soft rabbit.

The Chinese teacher adjusted his glasses and said sadly, "Fuwei, why are you being punished to stand again?"

Fu Wei wiped away her nonexistent tears and said pitifully without explaining the reason: "Teacher, I was wrong——"

The Chinese teacher said helplessly, "You always know you're wrong, but you just won't change. What's wrong with you, kid? Forget it, just go to class first. I'll talk to Mr. Fang and tell him not to do it again."

Fu Wei: "Thank you, teacher."

Fu Wei, who had finally gotten what he wanted after all the hard work, stretched and followed the Chinese teacher back. Then he saw that there was an extra person in the empty seat next to him.

It’s Lin Guanchen.

The first ten minutes of Chinese class are spent reading texts and reciting ancient poems, so now the classroom is full of students' reading sounds. The Chinese teacher is turning on the computer, plugging in the USB drive, and starting to prepare the PPT for today's class.

Fu Wei sat down, looking worried: "Why are you here?"

Lin Guanchen lowered his eyes to look at the book. When he heard Fu Wei ask him this, he replied calmly, "There is only one vacant seat."

Fu Wei was unhappy: "Go change seats, I don't want to do it with you."

Lin Guanchen: "No change."

Fu Weiqi gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Guanchen.

After Lin Guanchen finished reading the ancient poem, he went to get his textbook. Fu Wei saw the opportunity and took the Chinese textbook before him.

Lin Guanchen looked at him subconsciously, his brows and eyes distant, asking him what he wanted to do with his eyes.

Fu Wei smiled and said, "Since you don't want to change seats, then forget it. My good deskmate, let me introduce myself. I'm Fu Wei."

Lin Guanchen: "So?"

Fu Wei threatened him seriously, "You should know me. My academic performance is not very good. I like to stir up trouble and fight. If you sit with me, you have to be mentally prepared. Be careful not to be bullied by me until you cry."

After saying this, he showed a fake and vicious smile.

Lin Guanchen's eyelashes trembled as he looked at the red corners of the boy's eyes. His pair of deer eyes, like glass, were slightly raised with a cunning light. He didn't look like a bully, but more like a rabbit pretending to be fierce.

Why do I suddenly feel a little cute?

Lin Guanchen raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Really?"

This is simply a provocation!

This seriously challenged Fu Wei's authority.

It's simply unreasonable.

Well, if he dares to provoke me today, I will climb over his head and do whatever I want tomorrow.

"It's okay if you don't believe it. You will believe it in the future anyway." Fu Wei said with a wry smile.

Lin Guanchen retracted his gaze and put away his smile: "Well, give me back the book."

Fu Wei: "No, I don't have any books. Good deskmate, please lend me your book."

Lin Guanchen: "No." Then he grabbed the other corner of the book.

The two men each pulled at one side, and Shu was about to frown. Although his face was calm, inside he was in turmoil. They fought back and forth, neither of them giving in.

The little boy with glasses at the front desk naturally noticed the commotion and quickly handed over his book, saying, "Dad, I'll lend you my book. We're in class now, so please be more restrained. You just came back."

Fu Wei raised an eyebrow, "I don't want yours, he wants his, so give him yours."

Lin Guanchen was unwilling: "No."

Fu Wei gave a provocative smile and said, "Me neither." After a pause, he continued, "The last row is mine. Go change seats for someone else and I'll let you go. How about that?"

Lin Guanchen told with his eyes, still "no".

What a hard piece of rotten wood. He has a stubborn temper, right? He has an even tougher temper. Anyway, he doesn't have classes, so he can spend the whole day with this guy.

So Fu Wei simply found a comfortable position, propped up her chin, and waited lazily for him to compromise.

Lin Guanchen looked at him quietly.

"What are you doing?"

At some point, the Chinese teacher came down and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.

Neither of them spoke.

So the Chinese teacher asked Xiao Yanjing, and Xiao Yanjing had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell him what had just happened.

The Chinese teacher said, "Teacher Fang must have had his reasons for putting you two together. Since you both dislike each other so much... Fu Wei, put your arm on Lin Guanchen's shoulder."

Fu Wei was puzzled: "Huh?"

Chinese teacher: "If you don't want to continue standing in the corner, just get on it."

Fu Wei got on reluctantly.

The light fragrance of the young man lingered at the tip of his nose, and the warm arm pressed against his neck made Lin Guanchen's earlobes completely red. His mind couldn't help but think of the waist that flashed by.

The Chinese teacher nodded with satisfaction and said to Lin Guanchen, "Lin Guanchen, put your arm on Fu Wei's shoulder too."

Lin Guanchen silently put his arm on it.

The two of them immediately went from being sworn enemies who hated each other to being good brothers who loved each other.

Seeing that they looked like they had eaten a fly but had no choice but to do so, the Chinese teacher smiled with satisfaction, feeling that he had really saved a pair of good classmates.

"Just read the book, don't fight over it," the Chinese teacher said earnestly. "Be good to your deskmate. If you get along well with him, he'll be closer than a brother."

Fu Wei: “…”

Lin Guanchen: “…”