Marriage as a Game

Chapter 10 Why Did My Deskmate Leave?
Shen Chaoxi stood in front of the lead-gray door on the third floor of the administration building, holding the day school application form that was due today.

This is the third time she has come to block the door since yesterday.

The new discipline director of No. 1 Middle School seems to be very unprofessional. He works for three days and rests for two days!

The slender white fingers knocked on the lead-colored wooden door, making a dull thud.

There was no response for a long time.

Shen Chaoxi knocked on the door faster and harder as if he was frustrated.

The thumping became rougher.

There's no one inside anyway, so it might be nice to vent my anger by using the door!

She had obviously given up hope.

While waiting, Shen Chaoxi thought about various possibilities of entering and leaving the school, and she even thought of climbing the wall!

Similar to all middle schools across the country, the tops of the three high walls of the school are covered with dense barbed wire.

However, this level of difficulty could not hold Shen Chaoxi back at all.

"Come in!"

Perhaps because he was too immersed in his wild thoughts, when he heard the familiar voice, Shen Chaoxi was stunned for a moment, then he raised the corners of his mouth.

As long as she can "catch" someone, she will naturally find a way to get them to write on the application form.

Using the strength of his wrist and lightly pressing down with his palm, the metal door handle turned a small circle and the door opened.

"Teacher Shang..."

The moment the door opened, Shen Chaoxi had already managed his expression, showing the humility and respect that a student should have.

However, she was stunned as soon as she entered.

Shang Jianghan was not the only one in the office.

While Shen Chaoxi was stunned, the other party started joking.

"What do you think, Brother Jiang Han? I said someone was knocking on the door, but you said it was the wind!"

At this time, Shang Jianghan was sitting by the tea table, fiddling with his expensive tea set.

The slender, cold white fingers shuttled between the bright silver-white pure-glaze porcelain, which was very eye-catching.

It's like a spotless white fish swimming in the water.

Turning her head, Shen Chaoxi recognized the girl sitting opposite Shang Jianghan as her deskmate Zhongli.

Zhongli calls Shang Jianghan "brother", which shows that they have a special relationship.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that there are only a few top wealthy families in Beijing, and their relationships are naturally complicated.

"My beautiful classmate, you came at the right time. Come and try our Third Young Master Shang's cooking skills. He doesn't serve anyone easily. I'm lucky today, and so are you!"

Zhongli patted the sofa beside him and extended an invitation to Shen Chaoxi.

"Brother Jiang Han, you know, in the class nine I was in, out of the twenty students, nineteen of them were here just to get a diploma like me. Only my beautiful deskmate was a real top student! It made me want to study hard!"

Zhongli's voice is sweet and pleasant to the ear.

Shang Jianghan's eyebrows were slightly lowered, his attention was originally on the teacup in his hand. Now he raised his head and looked at the person who came with a faint gaze.

After not seeing her for a week, the girl in front of me seemed to have not changed at all. She was still wearing the same white and blue school uniform, with a gentle and calm expression, fair skin that would make people's eyes light up wherever they were, and a look that would make people stop and stare.

I haven't been to No. 1 Middle School for a week. I saw Jong Suk-hee at the card table in the club yesterday. He reminded me to remember to get a day-school certificate for Zhong Li.

For such small matters, the school principal has the right and he is not the only one who can decide.

However, thinking that there seemed to be another similar thing to do, he came over.

Shen Chaoxi curled the corners of his lips and waved to Zhongli as a greeting.

The two of them were deskmates and didn't interact much, but they were still acquaintances.

Although Zhongli had invited her, Shen Chaoxi did not have that kind of self-awareness. She took the application form in her hand and walked one meter away from Shang Jianghan, and handed the paper within her sight.

It was still a handwritten application for day school, the font was clear and vigorous, and the language was polite and modest.

Shang Jianghan shifted his gaze to the paper, his hands still on his tea set, not intending to reach out to take it. Shen Chaoxi lowered his eyebrows, half-covering his thick eyelashes, and seeing that the other party did not speak, he had to emphasize it again.

"Teacher Shang, it will take some time for me to go to school. Please sign for me."

Shen Chaoxi used the words "trouble" and "you" in his words, and his attitude was quite humble.

At this time, Shang Jianghan was carrying a bucket of mountain spring water and pouring it into a kettle. When he heard these words, he moved his hands slightly, and water drops splashed out, forming a small well at the base of his right hand.

Shang Jianghan put down the bucket, reached out to Shen Chaoxi, and looked up at her.

?

Shen Chaoxi was slightly stunned. This gesture didn't look like he was going to take her application form.

"Oh!" After a moment's pause, Shen Chaoxi understood what the other party meant. She quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.

Shang Jianghan reached out to take it and began to wipe his fingers carelessly.

"Give me a pen!" Halfway through wiping his fingers, the man finally showed mercy and spoke.

Shen Chaoxi didn't bring a pen with him, so he looked around.

There are several black pens in the pen holder on the desk.

Shen Chaoxi walked over quickly, reached out to grab a pen, and his eyes casually swept across the only piece of paper on the flat table.

Then, her attention was drawn to a few large words on the paper.

Day School Application
Applicant: Zhongli.

Reason for application: Unsuitable.

Day study time: always.

These dozen words were too brief, taking up less than one-third of the paper. The three big characters "Shang Jianghan" in the remaining two-thirds were exceptionally eye-catching.

Shen Chaoxi bit her lower lip and suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

After Shang Jianghan signed his name behind the three words "Shen Chaoxi", Shen Chaoxi turned around and left his office.

Because he was angry, Shen Chaoxi made a loud noise when he closed the door.

The loud thud startled Zhongli, who was playing games with his head down.

"Hey! Why did my deskmate leave?"

Shang Jianghan twirled the pen in his hand, glanced sideways at the desk, and curled the corners of his mouth meaningfully.

"Take your day school application away, I have something else to do."

Shang Jianghan started to chase them away.

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After a week of sunny weather, it finally turned cloudy on Saturday.

The sky was overcast early in the morning, and by the afternoon when school was over, strong winds began to blow.

Shen Chaoxi had already changed into his own clothes when he came out of the teaching building.

A black and white striped shirt, light white jeans, and a pair of white canvas shoes.

She had to take a bus from school to Yao's house, and since her uncle was off work today, she didn't have to rush to the hospital.

Just as I was about to leave the teaching building, I saw Bai Jinyuan, who was dressed in black with her hair neatly tied up.

"Hello, Teacher Bai!" Shen Chaoxi stopped and greeted politely.

Bai Jinyuan had no classes in the afternoon and had just returned from the library to look up some information. When she heard the greeting, she didn't pay much attention at first, but then she saw the person through her large black-framed glasses.

She stopped.

"Shen Chaoxi, I heard that your elders are sick and need your care?"

Because the application form for day school did not require Bai Jinyuan's signature, Shen Chaoxi never mentioned this matter to her.

"Yeah." Shen Chaoxi nodded.

Bai Jinyuan looked up and down at the tall and thin girl in front of her who was dressed simply, and couldn't help feeling regretful.

(End of this chapter)