Chapter 19: The fun between classmates "For example, holding hands with you to throw away..."

Yu Xiang held the empty bottle in his hand and shook it in front of him, dragging out the ending tone helplessly: "Throw it away."

Zhang Miao paused awkwardly, then tried to hide his embarrassment by saying, "Can I go with you?"

"In that case." Yu Xiang gave him a handsome smile, and while Zhang Miao was stunned, he gently put the empty water bottle into his hand, "Why don't you just go for me?"

Zhang Miao's eyes widened in shock: "......?"

"Hahahaha——" Fang Chengyu, who was not far away, had already started laughing unscrupulously, "I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha Sanshui, are you stupid, hahahaha..."

Zhang Miao's face flushed red from his laughter: "What are you laughing at? Come with me!"

Fang Chengyu laughed and refused: "No, no, no, I don't want to go hand in hand with you to throw away the trash, you go by yourself, hahahaha——"

Zhang Miao sighed heavily, and the words "the world is fickle" were almost written on his face.

"Alright, I'll go throw it away." Yu Xiang couldn't bear to tease him any further and took the water bottle back. "You guys go play basketball with Lu Ziyang and the others."

Zhang Miao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Hurry up and go. If you say anything more, I'll take back what I said."

"No, no, no, I'll go right away - I'm leaving, Lao Fang!" Zhang Miao's brows immediately lit up with joy, and the sadness on his face just now disappeared without a trace.

"Then Brother Yu and Sanshui will go first." Fang Chengyu said to Yu Xiang before leaving.

"Um."

After watching the two happily run towards the basketball court, Yu Xiang muttered, "What's so fun about basketball?" as he turned back, ready to find a nearby trash can to dispose of the empty bottle. As a result, he bumped into Jiang Ci, who happened to be walking in front of him. "...Why are you still here? Aren't you going to do something?"

"My friend was exhausted after the 1,000-meter race," Jiang Ci said calmly, "so there's nothing I can do right now."

"Let me correct you. You're only tired, not broken." Yu Xiang emphasized dissatisfiedly, "Even if you don't play basketball, you definitely still have other things to do, such as—"

"For example, I'll go hand in hand with you to throw away the empty water bottle." Jiang Ci replied calmly, "Let's go."

Yu Xiang: “?”

Yu Xiang: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"Am I just teasing you, or do you really want to hold hands?" Jiang Ci asked him calmly, and actually stretched out his hand to him.

Yu Xiang strode forward with a frown on his face. "That's enough! If your goal was to disgust me, then I declare you've succeeded. Take your claws back."

Bad taste!

Jiang Ci withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, but followed Yu Xiang, and it seemed that he really intended to go throw away the trash with him.

Yu Xiang pretended to be calm and walked a few steps, but finally couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and yelled, "Why did you have to follow me?"

Jiang Ci: "I don't want to follow you."

Yu Xiang: "So what are you doing now?"

Jiang Ci calmly pulled out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket: "I'm taking out the trash. It's just on my way."

Yu Xiang stared at the paper, his facial expression changing again and again, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"Also, that guy from Class 7 casually passed by me three times while you were resting just now." Jiang Ci continued slowly, "Now he seems to be waiting in front of you on the right."

"Who?" Yu Xiang looked blankly in the direction Jiang Ci had indicated. After a careful look, he saw Kang Jinghui waving at him frantically. The corner of his mouth twitched, "...It's him."

The guy who was beaten badly by Jiang Ci last time playing badminton.

"Hey! See you again!" Kang Jinghui ran over with his badminton racket in hand as soon as he made eye contact with Yu Xiang. "Want to play? I wanted to ask you guys just now, but since your two stingy friends were here, I didn't go over."

Yu Xiang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words "stingy friend", then realized that he was referring to Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu.

He thought that those two were actually quite generous, and the real stingy guy should be the guy standing next to him who looked unhappy.

He even reasonably suspected that Jiang Ci insisted on following and watching him in order to prevent him from being abducted to play basketball.

"No. He's tired." Jiang Ci glanced at Kang Jinghui and said.

"Tired? Didn't you just run a thousand meters? You should have rested up a long time ago, right?" Kang Jinghui was a stubborn person and a talkative person. He said everything he should and shouldn't say. "I saw him throw himself into your arms after he finished running. You've been holding him for so long, and he hasn't recovered yet?"

Yu Xiang's fingers tightened around the water bottle, and the empty bottle made a slightly harsh crackling sound. "...Please forget this part, okay?"

Kang Jinghui was confused and asked, "What?"

"Nothing, I'm just busy." Yu Xiang continued walking forward with a green face.

"What are you going to do?"

Yu Xiang raised his hand and pointed at the trash can in the distance with the water bottle that he had squeezed out of shape: "Throw away the trash."

Kang Jinghui disagreed: "How long will it take? I can just wait for you, right?"

Yu Xiang stopped, took two steps back and stood behind Jiang Ci, then poked his head out from behind him, gently poked Jiang Ci's lower back, and whispered, "It's your turn."

Jiang Ci: "..."

Kang Jinghui thought Yu Xiang wanted Jiang Ci to fight him: "Oh, it's okay for him to fight me first. You can take turns."

"Do you forget what you promised last time from time to time?" Jiang Ci's face was paralyzed, and he took the initiative to remind him.

Kang Jinghui was confused: "Ah? Did I promise anything?"

"Last time we made a bet, you promised not to play basketball with him if you lost," Jiang Ci said calmly. "A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. You won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Did I actually agree to this?" Kang Jinghui scratched his head in confusion. "Then can I go to you instead of him?"

"No, I'm busy."

"Why are you not free again?"

"He asked me to go take out the trash with him."

"When did I—" Yu Xiang was about to explode, but he reacted in time and changed the rest of the sentence, gritting his teeth and saying, "Ah, yes, that's right."

Kang Jinghui seemed startled by this, his eyes flickering back and forth between the two of them many times, expressing his complete confusion: "What's so good about this???"

"If you want to experience the fun between deskmates, you can go find your deskmate." Jiang Ci said to him slowly, "We'll be leaving first."

After he finished speaking, he took off with Yu Xiang, leaving Kang Jinghui alone in deep thought.

After a moment, he shook his head, somewhat doubting himself, "Flirtation between classmates? Am I too narrow-minded, or is this world just too advanced?"

But he quickly convinced himself: No wonder those two have such a close relationship, it is indeed worth learning from them.

"Your ability to fool people hasn't deteriorated at all." Yu Xiang said to Jiang Ci sincerely after they walked away.

Jiang Ci looked straight ahead: "I guess you want to say that I'm a hypocrite."

"clever."

"Thank you."

"Thank you for what you did just now," Yu Xiang added reluctantly, "but next time, could you please find a more reasonable excuse? You're ruining my image."

"You're making demands on the spot?"

“It’s a suggestion.”

"Oh, I'll take it as my own discretion."

Yu Xiang: “…” I think you don’t want to adopt it at all.

It was definitely intentional!

Although the process was somewhat tortuous, they finally got rid of the water bottle successfully. Then they sat down in the pavilion near the playground and spent the rest of the time in a daze, each with their own thoughts.

The next class is mathematics.

As usual, the teacher will start reviewing the test papers in this class.

Everyone in Class 4 was already accustomed to this part, and did not take it too seriously when they saw the teacher open the electronic version of the test paper.

Until he said, "It's too boring for me to explain the test paper every time. Let's do something fun this time so that you won't fall asleep."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the class suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"What's Demon King Fan up to next?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that things are not that simple."

"Nonsense, it's the same as if you didn't say anything."

"What are you whispering about down there? Shut up." The middle-aged male teacher on the stage cleared his throat and warned.

This statement had a great effect, and the audience immediately booed.

The male teacher's full name was Fan Zhengqing. Seeing this, he was very satisfied and continued, "I will hand over the class to you this time. You will explain the questions."

His words successfully made everyone's bad premonition come true, and for a moment, the whole classroom was filled with wailing.

"No, teacher!"

"I can't even understand the answer, so what am I talking about?"

“That’s right…”

"Well, I don't require you to know how to do it, just share your thoughts at the time." Fan Zhengqing had to adjust his plan. After speaking, he turned around and clicked on the small window for random selection. "Now we will start drawing seat numbers. Whoever draws the number will get it."

Seeing that there was no room for further discussion, the people below no longer cared about wailing, but began to pray in their hearts in all the ways they could, begging and praying not to be picked.

After a few seconds, the number of the person selected was fixed at 16.

"Who is number 16?" Fan Zhengqing asked loudly.

A group of people immediately gloated and said in unison: "Lu—Zi—Yang!"

Lu Ziyang patted his butt and stood up, not panicking at all: The first multiple-choice question is not difficult anyway.

The only thing he wasn't afraid of was being the first to be picked, but he was afraid that some bad friends would mess with him: "Teacher! As soon as Lu Ziyang finished answering the question, he showed off that he got the eighth question right! Let him explain the eighth question!"

However, the eighth question is the last of the multiple-choice questions. For most students, there is no idea at all. If they want to get points, they have to compete to see who is more capable of guessing.

When Fan Zhengqing heard this, he was obviously interested: "Oh? Is that true?"

"I was just guessing!" Lu Ziyang's calm expression instantly broke and he said immediately.

Fan Zhengqing laughed and used him as an example: "See, you need to be cautious when making friends."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Okay, now that we're done laughing, let's get back to class." Fan Zhengqing knew when to stop and quickly said seriously, "Student Lu Ziyang, please explain the first question to everyone, and then we'll move on to the next student."

Lu Ziyang finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to explain the solution to the first question.

As for the first question, which was purely a basic test, there was no need for Jiang Ci to listen at all, so he listened politely for half of it and then turned to look at Yu Xiang, wanting to see Yu Xiang's reaction to the random person being asked to explain the question.

He had thought Yu Xiang would race against time to study the remaining questions, but upon closer inspection, he saw that he was still concentrating on drawing a turtle on the test paper with a pencil, head lowered: "..."

The painting is also very ugly.

Jiang Ci admired Yu Xiang's "masterpiece" in silence for a while, and finally couldn't help but reached out and tapped his desk twice with his fingers.

Yu Xiang looked at him puzzledly: "?" What for?

Jiang Ci: "Don't you want to prepare in advance?"

Yu Xiang was puzzled when he heard this: "What should I prepare?"

Jiang Ci was speechless, but the slightly playful expression on his face clearly said "What do you think?"

Yu Xiang blinked in confusion and subconsciously looked up and glanced around.

By this time, Lu Ziyang had already finished explaining the first question and had switched to another student to continue with the next one. Yu Xiang pretended to listen for a while, then realized, "You mean explaining the questions?"

"Um."

"I bet it won't be me."

"How do you know?"

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The end of the year is approaching and I'm quite busy plus I'm running low on manuscripts, so I might not be able to update for a few days. I'll update the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, and then probably the second day of the Lunar New Year. So, I wish everyone a happy Chinese New Year! All the best!