Why do I feel like I'm the owner who abandoned my own dog?

Later, Bai Yitang came to help in person, and finally managed to get Bai Qianmo away from Class 4.

That afternoon, Fu Dongjun's face was filled with the words "bitterness and deep resentment".

The internet-addicted teenager chuckled and teased, "Young Master Fu, something's not right with your expression. You look like you've been dumped by your wife."

Fu Dongjun shot him a cold glare, and the internet-addicted teenager immediately shut up.

Fu Dongjun kept a cold face for a while, then suddenly thought of something and took advantage of the break between classes to make a phone call home.

"Mom, I want to transfer classes!"

Fu's mother looked puzzled: "Why would you switch classes out of the blue?"

"So I can study hard!"

Fu's mother smiled and said, "Son, your father and I have given up on treating your studies. We've also thought it through. We won't force you to study hard, and you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. After you graduate from high school, we'll send you abroad to study. That way, you'll at least be an international student. Anyway, our family isn't short of money. We can afford to support you even if you want to be a freeloader."

Fu Dongjun's handsome face furrowed more and more as he listened: "Can't you and my father make some demands of me?"

Why can't his parents keep up with other parents?

"Requirements? Our only requirement is that you behave well and be a good little freeloader, and just don't get into fights outside. Your grandparents can't stand seeing you get even a scratch. Okay, okay, Mom's getting a beauty treatment right now, I'll hang up now."

Before Fu Dongjun could speak, Fu's mother hung up the phone.

Fu Dongjun looked utterly defeated. This was truly his mother; she didn't care at all about his academic performance.

After thinking about it, I finally made another call.

"My dear grandson, why are you calling your grandma at this hour? Has something happened?"

Towards the end, the old man became a little emotional.

Fu Dongjun quickly interrupted, "Grandma, nothing's wrong with me. I just want to talk to you about something. I want to transfer classes. Could you help me contact the school?"

The old man was relieved to see that his eldest grandson was alright.

"Why the sudden change of class? Didn't you say Class 4 is for art students, so there's no pressure in this class? My dear grandson, Grandma knows you're under a lot of pressure in your senior year of high school, but your health is the most important thing. Don't neglect your health for the sake of studying..."

"Grandma, I want to transfer to Class 7. The learning atmosphere in that class is better. I want to make your grandson happy, so please help me get it done as soon as possible!"

Before the old lady could continue her rambling, Fu Dongjun quickly hung up the phone.

A laugh suddenly came from behind me.

Fu Dongjun turned around and saw Bai Yitang standing at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, staring at him with amusement.

"Fu Dongjun, Bai Qianmo just transferred classes, and you're already following her around? Are you her little shadow?"

Fu Dongjun's expression was somewhat cold: "I suddenly want to study hard, and it has nothing to do with Bai Qianmo. Class 7 is the best class in the entire senior year. I'm worried that Bai Qianmo's grades will surpass mine after she goes to Class 7, and I can't let her laugh at me."

Bai Yitang didn't expose Fu Dongjun in public, but he understood the situation perfectly well.

It's no secret that Fu Dongjun has feelings for Bai Qianmo.

but……

"Fu Dongjun, just so you know, you won't get a response from Bai Qianmo. She and her boyfriend are in love."

Fu Dongjun's expression was somewhat unnatural, as if his thoughts had been laid bare and completely dissected in public.

"Don't overthink it. I just think she's fun and it's comfortable to be friends with her."

After saying that, Fu Dongjun avoided Bai Yitang's gaze, turned around and hurriedly returned to his class.

As school was about to end, Bai Qianmo was packing her books when Hengyang walked in with a smile.

"Classmates, we have a new student transferring to our Class 7. Let's give them a round of applause!"

The students in Class 7 are mostly top students, and with the guidance of their homeroom teacher Hengyang, the overall atmosphere in Class 7 is much better than that in Class 4.

When they heard that a new student was coming, everyone applauded enthusiastically.

A tall, slender figure strolled in with a leisurely gait. The girls were pleasantly surprised to see the boy enter.

"Young Master Fu, he actually transferred to our Class 7?"

"My God, the school heartthrob has come to our Class 7! Finally, I don't have to hang around outside Class 4 so often anymore."

Fu Dongjun, carrying a black schoolbag, quickly scanned the classroom before finally settling on a figure in the corner, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

Bai Qianmo frowned slightly. Why did he also come to Class 7?

Hengyang laughed and said, "Fu Dongjun, you can continue to sit next to Bai Qianmo."

Fu Dongjun didn't say anything, but walked straight towards Bai Qianmo with his cool and handsome face.

Putting down his schoolbag, Fu Dongjun sat down, propped his head up with his hand, and said, "Once a classmate, always a classmate. Aren't I loyal enough?"

Bai Qianmo gave a noncommittal laugh: "It seems I can't get rid of you this senior year of high school."

Fu Dongjun scoffed, "You should be grateful to have such a handsome deskmate like me. Do you think everyone would want to sit next to you?"

Bai Qianmo twitched the corner of her lips and didn't continue the topic.

Hengyang took out a roster printed on A4 paper.

"The list of participants for this provincial-level Mathematical Olympiad has been released. Let me read it aloud to see if there are any mistakes or omissions!"

Hengyang called out the names of all the students in the class who had signed up for the competition.

Bai Qianmo's name was also among them.

Bai Qianmo, who hadn't taken the matter to heart, suddenly darkened her indifferent expression.

"You signed up?"

Bai Qianmo shook her head, her brain working rapidly to analyze the situation.

She didn't register, but her name was on the list, so someone must have registered her on her behalf.

The moment Bai Qianmo realized that the math class representative was Shu Ningxuan, she understood immediately.

Fu Dongjun frowned: "Since it wasn't you, then someone must have registered under your name when you were in Class Four."

"I know who it is. It's really impressive that she came up with such a method."

Fu Dongjun narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness in them.

"Who is she? Tell me right now, my deskmate, and I promise I'll go and teach her a lesson after school."

Bai Qianmo scoffed lightly, "No need. It's just an exam. I'll take it."

Back then, she was in Class 4 just to annoy Xing Zhenzhen and Zhou Yiqian. Now she's in a class in Hengyang, and she'll be joining a film crew soon. So, she doesn't plan to keep hiding her talents at school anymore.

*

After school

Bai Qianmo and Bai Yitang walked home together.

"You're getting so close to Fu Dongjun, aren't you afraid my brother-in-law will get jealous?"

In Bai Yitang's heart, he had already sided with Gu Jueye.

Bai Qianmo frowned and glanced at Bai Yitang: "I have no feelings for Fu Dongjun."

"But you can't guarantee he won't have feelings for you too. Besides, I think your brother-in-law is as jealous as the King of Jealousy in Shanxi. You should be careful!"

Bai Qianmo slowed her pace, her brows furrowing.

Gu Jueye shouldn't be the kind of person who gets jealous easily...