Chapter 50: Changing Seats The skilled hunter appears as his prey...
Familiar plot, familiar development.
Song Mingjiao even wanted to ask the system, who is the anchor of the world, this man surnamed He or the so-called central male protagonist of the plot?
How come every time he changes the world, this person always follows him like a ghost?
"Is this also the ingenious arrangement of your system? To increase the difficulty for me?"
[…Something must have gone wrong. The system is investigating!]
Haha, Song Mingjiao didn’t expect the system to produce anything useful for him.
Song Mingjiao turned his gaze to the office and noticed that the person inside was their class teacher, Teacher Wang.
Song Mingjiao thought for a moment, then lowered his head to take a look at his current attire: the zipper of his school uniform was fastened, and his hair was tucked behind his ears, giving him the image of a very well-behaved student.
Hmm! Not bad.
Song Mingjiao was very satisfied. He walked forward and knocked on the half-open door of the teacher's office.
"teacher?"
A clean and well-behaved male voice interrupted Teacher Wang's passionate one-sided output in the office.
Teacher Wang suppressed his anger temporarily, turned his head to look at the door, and saw that it was Song Mingjiao, the "favorite disciple" of his class, coming over. His expression then improved a little.
"Student Song, what's the matter with you coming to see the teacher?"
Teacher Wang tried his best to look kind.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't notice there was someone else in your office, teacher."
Song Mingjiao seemed to have just noticed the person next to him, and looked apologetic for disturbing the teacher while he was being scolded.
Song Mingjiao, who walked in at this moment, formed a sharp contrast with the young but rebellious bad student next to him.
Teacher Wang glanced at the obedient and easy-going Song Mingjiao, then at the bad student standing crookedly against the wall. His anger, which had just been suppressed, suddenly rose again and he said:
"It's okay, it's okay. Song knocked on the door and came in during class. He's a polite and good student, much better than some people who don't listen even when taught!"
The "bad student" snorted heavily.
"He Wen, what's with your attitude? Stand still! You're not even wearing your school uniform. Look at Song Mingjiao next to you. Look at other people's attitudes towards studying. What's your attitude?"
What a classic example of pulling down someone.
However, when Teacher Wang pulled Song Mingjiao out as a comparison example, he promptly showed the shyness that was unique to well-behaved students in the teacher's eyes, and pursed his lips embarrassedly.
Teacher Wang looked at the "bad student" next to him with even more displeasure.
Hmm, so your name is He Wen?
Teacher Wang's furious voice rang out again, but Song Mingjiao was amused by He Wen's personality in this small world. He had a strong personality and was very outspoken, which was slightly different from the previous two worlds.
But it is understandable, because in fact, when He Wen was about to leave the ancient world, he had already revealed the insolence in his bones, otherwise how could he dare to kidnap him and put chains and bells on his feet.
"Forget it, classmate Song, just tell me your story first."
Teacher Wang was so angry that he was fuming, but he finally turned his attention to the good student who was worrying about him.
"Teacher, I'm here to request a seat change. I feel... Yu Nanxu and I don't mesh well and aren't suitable to sit at the same table."
Before Teacher Wang turned around, Song Mingjiao withdrew his gaze from watching the show and became obedient again.
Hearing what Song Mingjiao said, Teacher Wang frowned in embarrassment.
Originally, Song Mingjiao was arranged to sit at the same table with Yu Nanxu because he had just transferred and was not familiar with the class atmosphere, so that he could help the new classmate.
Moreover, Song Mingjiao's current position has the best lighting and the best view of the podium and blackboard in the class, so it was assigned to him at that time.
Now, there is no extra space in the class, except for——
Tsk, let’s not talk about it.
"Student Song, it's not impossible to change seats, but there are no extra seats right now. Alas, the reason of a mismatched aura isn't really necessary. After all, Yu Nanxu just arrived. If we change seats so quickly, he'll inevitably feel that our classmates are ostracizing him."
Teacher Wang said this with some embarrassment, but when he saw the pretty boy in front of him showed a bit of loss after hearing what he said, he immediately changed the subject.
"However, if you can find a classmate who is willing to switch seats with you, the teacher will help you negotiate."
Song Mingjiao smiled and nodded obediently.
"Thank you, teacher. I'll go back and ask which student is willing to switch seats with me."
Song Mingjiao and Teacher Wang sang the same tune and completely forgot about He Wen who had just been scolded.
He Wen stood idly by the wall for a long time, thinking:
He is indeed a good student. He reports to the teacher even when he changes seats. How can he be so obedient?
He raised his head lazily and looked at Song Mingjiao, a good student who was highly praised by Teacher Wang.
He Wen knew Song Mingjiao, of course. He was the top student in his class, and even in the entire grade. But in the two years they had been together, he and this top student had always kept to themselves and had little interaction.
He also always thought that there was nothing good about a face that only focused on doing homework.
But today, when he looked up and saw Song Mingjiao standing in front of the teacher's desk, He Wen was rarely stunned.
The boy was wearing the most stereotyped school uniform in the school. He Wen always thought that the clothes were ugly and didn't want to wear them.
But the school uniform now fits the boy surprisingly well. Along the collar of the uniform, one can see the faintly visible snow-white neck hidden in the hair.
What's so good about a boy's neck? He Wen said with disdain.
But He Wen was stunned today, and even a voice in his heart told him that he had seen such a neck before, and even touched it, and it felt very delicate and soft.
He Wen, the bad student who had been standing aside without reflecting on his actions, suddenly laughed.
Is this the good student and top student Song Mingjiao that the homeroom teacher and all the other teachers favor? If this bad student were to hang out with the top student and defile the cabbage that the teachers value most, wouldn't Teacher Wang be even more angry?
He Wen's laughter was so abrupt that Teacher Wang glanced over and said unhappily, "What are you laughing at? Have you reflected on your own actions? Go back and write a 2,000-word self-criticism!"
He Wen barely straightened his posture and took his hands out of his pockets.
"Teacher Wang, let's not talk about this for now. Why bother changing seats? The seat next to me is empty. I'm happy to give it to Song Mingjiao, our classmate and the top student at Song University."
"You? That part of your body isn't suitable. It's too far back. And it's not appropriate for you to sit at the same table with Song."
Teacher Wang rejected He Wen's proposal without even thinking about it.
Although everyone in a class seems to be classmates, in fact there is even a hierarchy of seats.
Good students like Song Mingjiao naturally occupied the most advantageous seats in the classroom. The front row was for students who liked to show off in front of the teacher, while the middle row was for mediocre students who rarely attracted the teacher's attention.
As for the back row, it was a world away from Song Mingjiao's seat. That was where poor students who didn't pay attention in class, played games all day, and gossiped would sit.
So even though Teacher Wang remembered the empty seat next to He Wen, he never thought of putting his tender white cabbage into a group of tigers and wolves.
"Ah, is it because the sunlight in the back row isn't good enough to produce a girl as, uh, juicy as Song?"
He Wen's tone was extremely frivolous. If Song Mingjiao had no experience, she might really be angry at He Wen.
But Song Mingjiao was not the good student He Wen imagined.
He simply felt that the He Wen in this world was much more aggressive and proactive. Was it because even though He Wen had lost his memory, his body still felt familiar with him, so he couldn't help but want to get close to him?
Song Mingjiao hadn't figured it out yet, but he decided to try a different approach. Coincidentally, the character of a good student was more relevant to the school, at least better than the self-deprecating academic master character the system had given him, right?
How does the saying go?
——The most skillful hunters often appear in the form of prey.
It is better to fish secretly than to fish openly.
So, Song Mingjiao made a shameful and angry expression at the right time, and even her small and round earlobes turned red. A thin layer of red appeared on her originally snow-white neck, making her look even more attractive.
He Wen, who had been staring at Song Mingjiao's reaction, was suddenly touched in the heart. Even when Teacher Wang scolded him for teasing his classmates, He Wen didn't even have the mind to refute.
Teacher Wang was furious. He felt that today's education of He Wen was completely useless. He even couldn't bear to see the bad students like Siliu reach out to the good students he was protecting.
"You get out right now and write a 4,000-word self-criticism! Include this information on how to properly treat your classmates!"
Teacher Wang pointed at He Wen's nose and scolded him.
"Yes—Teacher Wang."
He Wen dragged out the word and responded perfunctorily. He didn't think his proposal would be approved by the head teacher.
But when He Wen turned around and was about to touch the office door handle, he heard another clean and gentle voice in the office.
"Sure, Mr. Wang, I can move over and sit with He Wen."
He Wen turned his head suddenly and saw the young man slightly raising his head and making an earnest request to the teacher, saying seriously that he wanted to sit with him.
In a small world like high school, the distinction between good students and bad students among teachers and classmates has long been like a chasm.
He Wen hated those pretentious academic masters, and never thought that there was anything wrong with his current free and easy way of doing things.
But now, He Wen's heart suddenly wavered.
It wasn't just that no one was willing to sit with a bad school bully like him. There was also a sense of inferiority, as if putting him, who was covered in filth, next to the dazzling and bright Song Mingjiao, was a complete mismatch.
"Hey, you. Well, since it's Song's choice, the teacher won't interfere with you."
Teacher Wang looked at Song Mingjiao's serious eyes and couldn't say no, so he had to agree and let the two go.
After coming out of the office, He Wen moved his hands in his pockets nervously, thinking that Song Mingjiao would say something to him.
Unexpectedly, Song Mingjiao just glanced at He Wen indifferently, then walked past him without saying a word and returned to the classroom, leaving only a fresh fragrance that made He Wen unable to recover for a long time.
Where He Wen couldn't see, Song Mingjiao unzipped his school uniform and straightened up the collar of his shirt which he had just folded down.
It turned out that the collar could actually completely cover his neck.
Haha, little guy.
Song Mingjiao looked calm.
I thought there would be some progress, but with a little trick, it still came together.
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