A farce, at best, a simple diversion from the dull academic life. There weren't many earth-shattering events worth remembering. Outside of class, only a few people discussed the "grudge" between Chen Tinghan and Yu Jiale in private. No one knew that this sharp-tongued underachiever was actually thinking about how to send his homeroom teacher to jail.
The bell rang at 5:50. The quieter the class, the quieter the noise. Class 8, the second-to-last science class, rushed out as soon as the bell rang. Some were even worse: no one showed up ten minutes before the bell rang.
No respect for history class.
Among them was Xu Jingwen, who was very loyal and pulled Chen Tinghan along before running away. The reason why Chen Tinghan did not leave was not because he loved reading so much, but simply because Li Zishan held him back.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the history teacher left work more punctually than the students. Li Zishan stretched her body. Chen Tinghan stood up cunningly and changed his position to block the possible sight from the side and front angles, and monopolized her delicate figure that was revealed when she was first taking shape and was defenseless.
Normally, the little girl is still very defensive. I don’t know if it’s because she’s too tired or if she underestimates the dirty thoughts in the minds of adolescent boys.
Chen Tinghan was a gentleman. He looked at her, but only for a moment. He resisted the urge to rub her head and prepared to walk towards the back door.
But he was pulled back. He turned around and saw Li Zishan grabbing the edge of his school uniform jacket. To do this, she straightened her back and leaned forward slightly, her face looking up from below, delicate as a deer, her eyes shimmering with emerald water, captivating the heart.
But this was just a fleeting illusion. She pointed unhappily at the front row of the classroom, at the table next to the podium, where the collected summer homework from various subjects was neatly stacked.
The girl said, "I've already delayed your work until the afternoon. The list is due soon. Where's the homework you agreed on?"
I also want to know about my homework. What was I doing in my previous life?
Chen Tinghan's Adam's apple moved, and he looked thoughtful. Under her gaze, he said after a while, "What are we having for dinner?"
Li Zishan blinked, picked up the notebook and pen, and pretended to write.
"Oh, that's not possible." Chen Tinghan reached out and held her hand.
Perhaps it was because his actions were too natural and familiar, and there was no flaw in the way he held her hand. Li Zishan didn't react for a moment and realized that a hand from the opposite sex, with a hint of aggression, was half-holding her.
After being stunned for five seconds, Li Zishan slapped Chen Tinghan's hand away.
She pinched her slightly red earlobe and wrote his name on it without hesitation.
Old habits die hard. I'm offended, I'm offended... Chen Tinghan coughed twice and said, "I want to eat pig's trotter rice with some marinade and a spoonful of chili."
Hearing about the pig's trotter rice was like eating the sweet and sticky pig's trotter at the same time. Li Zishan paused slightly and said with a stern face, "Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
Chen Tinghan didn't answer, and continued, "I also want to go to Xu Ji to buy some coconut milk cold soup."
The girl was a little confused at first, not knowing why he had to name the dishes. Then she realized what was going on and began to waver, but finally nodded and said proudly, "Are you bribing me?"
Chen Tinghan continued to fan the flames: "Maybe I'll buy a mango pancake too."
Li Zishan's expression suddenly changed. She moved her stool back and asked cautiously, "How do you know what I like to eat?"
"I don't know?" Chen Tinghan spread his hands and said innocently, "I mean I wanted to eat it, but I might have accidentally ordered too much and accidentally brought some back because I couldn't finish it."
Chen Tinghan's words were vague and he didn't explain why he knew her preferences. Li Zishan blinked, but felt a sense of trust for no reason.
Then she held up two green little fingers and said, "Two pancakes."
Chen Tinghan grimaced, a hint of pain in his heart. In 2014, Chen Tinghan's family hadn't suffered a great loss. Rather, they'd taken advantage of a few years of good fortune, built a business, and saved some money, but none of that money reached him. With a weekly living allowance of two hundred yuan, and the dessert shop was a money-grabbing business, selling desserts no bigger than a palm for thirty yuan each.
However, Chen Tinghan gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, I'll go right away."
Li Zishan crossed out Chen Tinghan's name from the notes with satisfaction. After thinking for a while, he carefully covered the blackened area with a layer of correction fluid.
She looked up at Chen Tinghan and couldn't help laughing. She took out a piece of money and handed it over: "Okay, AA, just consider it as running errands for me."
There was a hundred-dollar bill at hand... Chen Tinghan almost burst into tears. He forgot that Li Zishan had always been a wealthy woman.
After he took it, he asked curiously, "You helped me, and you don't charge me?"
"If you don't charge, it's not corruption." Li Zishan said with his hands on his hips.
"That's indeed a dereliction of duty."
Li Zishan rolled her eyes and hummed a cute nasal sound. "You, on the other hand, should be careful. Even though you didn't directly scold Old Liu this morning, everyone thinks you've been in the spotlight and offended him. Now they're definitely trying to catch you by the hair."
Chen Tinghan looked at the money in his hand, a little dazed, and said, "Thank you."
Li Zishan brushed the ends of her hair, rubbed her snow-white neck, and replied soothingly: "You're welcome, I hate Lao Liu too."
He put the money on the table and said to the girl, who was looking at him strangely, "I'll treat you this time, and you treat me next time. Only when there's give and take can we have a long-lasting relationship."
After saying that, Chen Tinghan turned around and left the classroom without caring about her reaction.
Li Zishan watched him leave, then slumped over the table rather unceremoniously, muttering softly, "Who wants to be with you forever?"
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