Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Chapter 37 Don’t delay (second update)
At the four-seater table, Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen sat together, and Yang Yi and Fan Jingjing sat together.

However, Jiang Yan happened to be facing Fan Jingjing. He didn't want to, but he and Song Jiawen sat down first, and Yang Yi and the others came after them. Only after the four of them were seated did he realize that there was something wrong with this seat.

But having already sat down, it would be awkward to change positions.

In fact, if Fan Jingjing hadn't been glaring at him, it would have been okay to sit like this.

He felt bad for her and was not afraid of eye cramps.The most important thing is that he really hasn't remembered who she is until now.

Song Jiawen's attention was on the menu. Yang Yi also introduced to her which dish was spicy and which dish was the signature dish here, and asked her if she had any dietary restrictions. In short, his attitude towards Song Jiawen now was very different from the first time.

Fan Jingjing looked particularly dazzling.

"Yang Yi, what's your cousin's name? You haven't formally introduced her to me yet."

Because Yang Yi was talking to Song Jiawen, Jiang Yan remained silent. Fan Jingjing was unwilling to be lonely, so she tried her best to smile, interrupted what Yang Yi was talking about, and glanced at Song Jiawen.

"Look at me, I forgot to introduce you. Jia Jia's full name is Song Jiawen. Jia Jia, this is Fan Jingjing. We grew up together. We were both in Experimental Middle School. When Jiang Yan was a freshman in high school, In the same class as Jingjing.”

Song Jiawen was surprised and Jiang Yan was stunned.

The two of them looked at each other involuntarily. One of them asked your classmate, "Why do you pretend not to know him?"
One of them replied, "I'm not pretending, I really don't know you!"
Yes, even when he heard Fan Jingjing's name now, Jiang Yan only felt a little familiar. If the person hadn't been right in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to remember this face at all.

So if you say it’s your first love, don’t be ridiculous. Who can forget their first love so completely?
What can be forgotten can still be called first love?

Fan Jingjing, who was opposite, had a clear view of Jiang Yan's expression. She sneered in her heart, pretending, keep pretending!
But he said, "Jiang Yan's grades were not good when he was a freshman in high school. At that time, he was sitting behind me and always poking my back with a pen under the pretext of asking questions. It was annoying. Is he still like this now? "

The last question she asked was Song Jiawen.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually nodded sternly and said, "Indeed, he always poked me in the back when we were in Jianghai, but he didn't dare to use a pen, so I would break it for him."

"puff!"

Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud. He asked Jiang Yan, "Is it true?"

Jiang Yan said depressedly, "I have broken more pens than she has broken."

"That means you've been poked a lot, so you deserve it!"

"What? I just poked her a few times in the front, and she broke off whenever I touched her in the back. She almost broke off my fingers."

Yang Yi didn't expect that Jia Jia had such a fierce side, but it made sense when he thought about it from another angle.

After all, she is so beautiful. If she wasn't cruel, she wouldn't be harassed every day.

Fan Jingjing's topic was successfully discussed by three people. At this moment, no one remembered that Jiang Yan had poked her in the back.

Fan Jingjing felt depressed.

At this time, I heard Yang Yidao say, "The physics competition is at the end of April. I heard it will be held at Beicheng University. Jiajia, my brother is studying there. I will give you his phone number then. You can contact him and ask him to take you." Take a walk around Beicheng.”

Physics contest?

Fan Jingjing was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Song Jiawen in surprise. She came from a rural middle school, but she would represent No. [-] Middle School in Beicheng to participate in the competition?

No one left in No. [-] Middle School?

But think about it, No. [-] Middle School has been going downhill in the past few years, and the number of students is getting worse year by year under the pressure of Experimental Middle School.

In the last city-wide mock test, I heard that Zhu Zhen was the only one who made it into the top ten in the city.

And their school almost ranks among the top five in the city.

If nothing unexpected happens, this year's city champion is from their experimental school.Song Jiawen went to participate in the provincial physics competition, probably just to make up the number of people and just go through the motions.

But seeing her like that, she felt quite amazing. Fan Jingjing sneered in her heart, but said, "You are so awesome. I always hear Grandma Yang praising you for being smart. This kind of physics competition is either national or provincial. You can definitely do it." Come back with a trophy?"

Can you easily win trophies in provincial competitions?

Yang Yi frowned and turned to glance at Fan Jingjing.

Jiang Yan leaned back lazily on his chair and chuckled, "Since it's just a provincial physics competition, you must be among the people from your school participating."

Fan Jingjing's face turned red and she glared at Jiang Yan with shame and anger.

Song Jiawen looked at her lightly and said nothing.

Just then the waiter came to serve the food, and the few people stopped talking and ate in silence with their heads down.

Monday, early self-study.

As soon as Teacher Fang came here today, she put down her bag in the office and went straight to Class 1, Grade [-].

"Song Jiawen, please come out."

Teacher Fang's attention was entirely on Song Jiawen, and he did not pay attention to Teacher Gao standing on the podium.

"Teacher Fang"

Teacher Fang turned to look at the podium, waved his hands casually and said, "You are busy with your business, I won't look for you."

I know you're not looking for me, but you can't look for Song Jiawen either.

Teacher Gao wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare. In the end, he could only wink at Song Jiawen, who stood up and was about to walk out: "Don't agree. Don't agree to anything she says."

In fact, Song Jiawen knew what Teacher Fang was looking for because Xu Yan had told her before.

Is it a painting competition? The first prize is 5000 yuan.

The front is not the focus, the focus is the back.

Moreover, the time did not conflict with the physics competition. It happened to be held two days before the physics competition. She thought that maybe she could participate in the painting competition first and then participate in the physics competition.

No problem, perfect!
"Gawen, do you know what I want from you? I will meet on the 26th of next month."

"It's okay, Teacher Fang, I agree to participate."

"what?"

Teacher Fang didn't react at once because she didn't even finish her words, so she just agreed?
It's hard to think of a plan before she came, thinking about how to persuade her with a long speech, but now it's better
Teacher Fang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Okay, every afternoon at 03:30, you and Xu Yan go to the studio to practice together. I will. Forget it, how about this? How about you go there every other day?"

It's not that Teacher Fang doesn't want her to go every day, because Teacher Gao was standing at the front door just now and peeking here secretly. She also learned about Song Jiawen's results two days ago, and she actually participated in the competition the physics teacher mentioned.

So in this case, she was really embarrassed to take up her time every day.

Mainly because she was afraid that the principal would talk to her again.

After all, compared to a good talent from an art student, real achievements are naturally more spectacular.

Oh, what a pity.
"Song Jiawen, the monthly exam the day after tomorrow will be for grade ranking. You should prepare well and don't relax."

Seeing Teacher Fang leaving with joy, Teacher Gao felt a little bit in her heart. Did she really want to drag Song Jiawen to paint?
Isn't this nonsense!
　The second update is over and the holiday starts tomorrow. Happy National Day everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)