Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia and Han Yu's seats have only been separated for a day, and the relationship between the two seems to be far away all of a sudden.

After all, in school, the classroom is the place where students spend the longest time. And there are eight or nine classes a day, and the seats are where the students spend the longest time in the classroom.

Except for going to the toilet and eating, a relatively quiet person like Tang Xia almost always sits without moving. After class, he either does exercises, talks to classmates in the front, back, left, and right, or just takes a nap on his stomach without saying a word.

Han Yu was even quieter than Tang Xia, and he even returned to his original indifference.

He has never been to a group to look for Tang Xia, and this is not something a teenager would do.

Tang Xia only hoped that Han Yu didn't alienate him for no reason because of anger.

Many people think that Han Yu has changed.

He also started to attend classes, and when he was in a good mood, he would give the teacher a lot of face and take notes. Once, Teacher Luo didn't know if he wanted to encourage Han Yu's enthusiasm for learning, so for the first time, he got up to answer questions.

In the past, the boy would just snort coldly, or say no, or give an answer indiscriminately, very naughty.

But that time, after Han Yu got up, he frowned and remained silent for a moment, as if thinking, and then hesitantly said a number.

The monitor closest to him, Zhao Yang, was always very proud and his face was paralyzed, but when Han Yu finished speaking, he turned around in surprise, with a look of disbelief.

Because the answer I calculated was exactly the same as what Han Yu said!

Teacher Luo was no less surprised than Zhao Yang.

This question is still very difficult. It was a "proposition question" in the physics test paper of the last college entrance examination. Few people got it right back then, and even Haicheng's top science student stumbled.

Unexpectedly, it was a random question, but Han Yu could answer it!

"Very good! Please sit down!" Teacher Luo praised, without concealing his praise, and encouraged Han Yu with his eyes.

The audience was in an uproar.

Tang Xia turned her head to look, the young man sat down calmly, his face was not a bit proud, but it was full of his innate arrogance.

But it's not offensive at all.

Fu Han said leisurely from the side: "Hey, I haven't made it yet. Han Yu is pretty good, and he usually doesn't show himself."

Although she wasn't praising her, but for some reason, Tang Xia always had the excitement of "being honored", as if Fu Han was praising herself.

"Of course." The girl sneaked down on the knees, resting her chin on her arm, staring at Fu Han's side face with her round eyes, and said in a very serious tone, "Han Yu just doesn't like learning. If he wants to learn, he must special-"

Before she finished speaking, it was not Fu Han who interrupted her, but the chalk thrown by Teacher Luo, which hit Tang Xia accurately on the head.

"Ow—"

In fact, it didn't hurt, but suddenly, Tang Xia was startled, and subconsciously called out.

The eyes of the whole class looked at the past in unison.

Including Han Yu.

"You know how to talk in class?" Teacher Luo's tone was stern. Seeing that it was Tang Xia, she became even more angry, "Tang Xia, what are you talking about so happy, can you share it with other students? Let everyone be happy together."

Teachers in those days liked to use this kind of "sarcasm" to criticize students who spoke in class.

Tang Xia was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak, she just buried her head low.

Fu Han opened his mouth to explain, but Teacher Luo glanced over, so sharp that he could only shut up in embarrassment.

The students laughed like a joke.

Han Yu squinted at Tang Xia, and then at Fu Han. He couldn't tell what it was like, but it was uncomfortable anyway, as if his own treasure suddenly belonged to someone else.

The baby was still looking happy.

The boy suddenly felt tight in his chest.

I haven't seen her talk in class before, why are you so happy just after changing the same table? Ok?

Han Yu was narrow-minded and easily got into trouble. He silently believed that Fu Han had threatened his position in Tang Xia's heart.

What he wants to do is always to be a unique and omnipresent friend.

At that time Tang Xia didn't know that Han Yu had so many rich mental activities, she just hung her head in embarrassment, like a little ostrich, with flushed side cheeks.

Fu Han was very happy beside him, and wanted to tease Tang Xia, but worried that Teacher Luo would criticize them again, so he simply tore up the draft paper and wrote a small note to his deskmate.

Tang Xia secretly opened it to take a look, and there were four large characters on it, which looked like a hearty and open-minded boy.

With just one glance, Tang Xia's blushing, which had faded away, suddenly rose in temperature.

he wrote—

"You're so cute."

Tang Xia glared at Fu Han reproachfully, but saw the boy propping his chin with his hands, his beautiful lips burst into a smothered but unstoppable smile, his eyes were shining brightly, as if crushing the stars in the sky inside.

Bewitched for no reason.

Tang Xia stopped looking at him, turned her gaze away, and forced herself to focus on the textbook.

I never realized that Fu Han is actually quite handsome.

Teacher Luo was giving an impassioned lecture on the podium, and the students were drowsy one by one below. It was rare for Han Yu, who straightened his back and listened seriously, but glanced at the group intentionally or unintentionally.

Before get out of class ended, Teacher Luo announced a notice.

"Some students should already know that the sports meeting for this semester will be held next week, just like before, in two days," Mr. Luo said while writing down the specific date on the blackboard. "We will not have classes in these two days. So there is no need to bring books and stationery to school when the time comes, and the sports meeting is over, so we will have the May Day holiday.”

"yeah-"

There was cheering below, which was completely opposite to the oppressive atmosphere in the previous class.

"Don't rush to be happy," Mr. Luo poured down a pot of cold water, and solemnly said, "I ask every student to participate in this sports meeting."

"Huh?" Most of the girls were the first to call out, and few of them like running, long jumping, etc.

The boy didn't react too much, and waited for Teacher Luo to continue with interest.

"The sports meeting is a group activity. Everyone is a part of the group. No matter what the sports performance is, participation is a good thing." Teacher Luo said that it is true...

To sum it up in a shabby colloquial phrase—

The old sow wears bras, one set after another.

At least that's what Han Yu thought.

Although he has good athletic ability, he is too lazy to participate in this kind of event.

"The events of the sports meeting are still the same as before. I will give the form to Zhao Yang in the afternoon. Those who are capable and take the initiative to participate, register first. If some students are more passive, we will adjust later."

Tang Xia was shocked.

She didn't participate in the sports meeting in her freshman year of high school, and sports is indeed not her specialty.

"Teacher." Zou Ziyu raised his hand to signal.

"Say."

"If I remember correctly, there is a 5,000-meter long-distance race in the girls' event?" She asked based on her impression.

After saying this, all the female students gasped.

Teacher Luo nodded, "Yes, it's the same as last year."

Judging by the girl's reaction, no one will take the initiative to sign up. Endurance running, everyone is tired, everyone is afraid.

But Teacher Luo is a strict and very "principled" teacher.

"As I said just now, everyone in our class must participate, and every project is not allowed to fail," Mr. Luo said in a final word. "If no one signs up for some projects, then we can only take a lottery."