Mo Jingchun retracted his gaze and patted his chest. "The English teacher is so lazy, she won't check it. The geography teacher just pretends to look at it a few times."
"That's what I mean." Jiang Li tucked the black hair that was blocking his face behind his ear. "The first monthly exam of this semester is coming soon, and you're not preparing."
"Hehe," when Mo Jingchun heard Jiang Li mention the exam, he suddenly crossed his arms across his chest, looking confident and proud.
"It seems you don't know the strength of your deskmate yet. I'll show you during the monthly exam."
"Is this true?" Jiang Li looked at Mo Jingchun who was full of confidence in front of him, and the expression on his face unconsciously became vivid.
"That's right," Mo Jingchun nodded, but he soon thought of something else and nudged Jiang Li beside him with his elbow rubbing against the table. "After school this afternoon, come to the basketball court next to the playground. Mo Ling will be there too."
"Okay." Jiang Li replied.
After getting Jiang Li's affirmative answer, Mo Jingchun turned around, but turned back after a while, scratching his head with one hand towards Jiang Li, and grabbing the pen on the desk with the other hand, with an expression as if he was suffocating because no one responded to his words.
"Isn't that just one good thing about you?" Mo Jingchun couldn't help but continue, "Aren't you curious why we called you to the basketball court?"
"Not curious." Jiang Li replied.
"I... am not you..." Mo Jingchun didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I'm just kidding. I'm curious." Seeing Mo Jingchun's expression, Jiang Li had to change his words.
"Hehe, you're right to be curious." Mo Jingchun nodded, a little pride written all over his face. "I'll have a showdown with Xu Fan on the basketball court this afternoon. I'll show you that my basketball skills are no exaggeration."
"Okay, I'll wait." Jiang Li lowered his head and answered calmly, but there was a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
Mo Jingchun saw Jiang Li lowering his head and concentrating on doing the test paper, and considering that it was almost lunch time, he simply stopped talking and, as usual, propped up his head and stared at the sky.
How did Xu Fan manage to keep himself busy? I just tried and it seemed quite difficult.
His eyes wandered between the white clouds and the blue sky, and Mo Jingchun was thinking about something.
But if neither of them spoke...
Mo Jingchun turned his head, and Jiang Li's straight nose and snow-white face came into his sight through the cover of her hair.
I...what's wrong with me?
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