Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

There are a total of 40 students in the sixth class, with a balance of males and females. Teacher Luo asked the whole class to line up outside the door, and then arranged seats according to the list.

I don't know if this head teacher is too rigid and strictly abides by the principle of same-sex tablemates. Men can only sit with men, and women can only sit with women.

It's as if with this arrangement, there will be no puppy love in the class.

Mr. Luo not only arranges seats according to height, but also ranks according to grades.

For example, Fu Han is tall, but because he is good at physics, the seat is in the second row.

Another example is Xu Yayao, who is short, but because of her mediocre physics, the seat is in the third row.

Tang Xia's impression of such a head teacher was discounted.

And now they are queuing up according to the order of the list, and she is standing in front of Han Yu, feeling uncomfortable.

Although her back was facing him, Tang Xia always felt that the young man's icy eyes fell on her shoulders, more piercing than the winter wind.

In the future... I'm afraid it will be even more tormenting.

Tang Xia was heartbroken.

Finally, when the head teacher called her into the classroom.

Tang Xia's seat is on the left of the fourth row of the second group, which is the second-to-last row. There was already a beautiful girl sitting next to my seat, with neat bangs and a smooth ponytail, her skin was ridiculously white.

She took her schoolbag from the previous temporary seat, and as soon as she packed it, the girl greeted herself—

"Hello," she smiled cutely, "My name is Zou Ziyu, and we will be at the same table from now on."

Tang Xia also smiled, "Well, my name is Tang Xia."

Zou Ziyu's eyes were curved, pretty and bright.

Tang Xia... Tang Xia...

She chewed carefully, and smiled sarcastically at an angle Tang Xia couldn't see.

But when the young man walked up to him, Zou Ziyu's expression instantly changed, joyful and shy.

Han Yu waved his hand, and the schoolbag flew directly over Tang Xia's head, and landed on the table behind her with a "slap". Immediately, he sat down and folded his arms to relax.

Tang Xia's fists were gradually clenched, and her breathing was slightly chaotic.

Front and rear seats…

She could only force herself to smile.

Zou Ziyu next to her was the complete opposite, pursing her lips and snickering.

That's great, the male **** is in the back seat.

Teacher Luo spent half a class time arranging the seats properly, and explained some things in detail, such as the situation of the teacher in charge, the class of this week, and so on. Because it is considered a temporary "remedial class" nature, the class rules and regulations and class cadres are not established for the time being, and will be considered after the official start of school.

But the teacher always needs a few assistants, so each group has elected a team leader to be responsible for sending and receiving homework and discipline supervision.

The leader of the second group is Zou Ziyu.

She has good grades and was the monitor of class one before.

The teaching time was tight. After Mr. Luo introduced the main matters, he went straight to the class.

The students below let out a sigh of "ah".

The school's curriculum is very unscientific. There are three physics classes in the morning and English and English in the afternoon.

After Tang Xia spent the first day of school in a daze, everyone was a little bit adrift when they came home from school.

She is not a person who can easily adapt to the new environment, in other words, she is slow to warm up. In the past few days, apart from talking to Xu Yayao and Fu Han, only Zou Ziyu at the same table is considered familiar.

Maybe it's because of Han Yu.

Tang Xia somehow felt that she was isolated.

But she was nervous about her studies, and she didn't care too much about interpersonal relationships. After all, Teacher Luo also said that after a week of class, there will be a test, and then based on the results of the test, the class leaders will be selected comprehensively.

Tang Xia is not interested in the selection of class cadres. She has been a member of the class since she was a child.

She attaches great importance to the test, just because this test is the first test she faces after the division of subjects. It may not be important, but she can get a feel for it and know how far she is from the above-average level.

So in the past two days, Tang Xia put all her energy into reading books and doing exercises in the class. Even if Han Yu was sitting in the back, she would still stay in her seat after class. Repeated research.

Zou Ziyu once said admiringly: "Tang Xia, you are so serious."

She smiled shyly, "No, I'm poor in physics."

Han Yu was there at the time, and he didn't know if he heard what she said, so he snorted coldly, full of sarcasm.

Tang Xia closed her mouth wisely.

After she and Han Yu took the front seat, she never said a word.

Treat each other as air.

This made their deskmates a little embarrassed.

However, Zou Ziyu is a social expert, after class, she would always turn around and lie on Wang Yize's desk in the back seat of her, chatting without saying a word.

Wang Yize was happy to have a classmate talking to him, and the two often chatted non-stop, from trivial matters to all over the world, they were very good at talking.

Of course, Zou Ziyu just took advantage of chatting with Wang Yize to get a few more glances at Han Yu.

Anyone with a discerning eye understands it, but Han Yu himself doesn't know it.

Maybe Han Yu knew it too, but Quan pretended not to know it.

Tang Xia actually didn't like the people around her making such a fuss, but she didn't want to lower her face, so she endured it silently.

Until that day, Han Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

"You two have so much to talk about, can you find a corner to talk by yourself?" He frowned, his tone was not friendly, and even Yingting's nose was wrinkled, "Is it okay to fall in love without affecting others?"

The class was very quiet at that time, Han Yu's voice was not too loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Zou Ziyu's face flushed red.

Han Yu's words really didn't save the girls any face.

Wang Yize was also embarrassed, "What about dating, don't talk so harshly."

Han Yu sneered, got up, closed his notebook and went out.

Tang Xia estimated that this was the longest sentence she heard from Han Yu, right? Or out of disgust.

Zou Ziyu was very angry, lying on the table with his head buried in his arms, one exposed eye was red and steaming.

Tang Xia sighed, and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Han Yu's words are so ugly, treat him as a fart, don't make yourself sick."

Zou Ziyu was silent, looking aggrieved.

Tang Xia thought for a while, and then said: "It's a loss for me to get angry, just ignore him, just ignore him."

Zou Ziyu remained silent, and then simply turned his head away from Tang Xia.

It seems that I can't listen to it.

Tang Xia had no choice but to save himself a lot of talking and continued to use a pen to calculate the exercises.

Unexpectedly, someone in the back seat said in a low voice—

"Ugly? Fart? Ignore?"

Tang Xia gasped.

Mom, aren't you out? When did you come back?

Her scalp went numb, but the people in the back seat continued—

"Oh, are you talking about me?" He smiled, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his handsome appearance, "So you still have the habit of talking about people behind their backs?"

Tang Xia closed her eyes.

Enemy Road is narrow.

If she hadn't wanted to comfort Zou Ziyu, she wouldn't have said that about Han Yu. Fortunately, the man failed to comfort him, and even lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Ugh…

After entering the sixth class, Tang Xia felt that her life was becoming more and more bitter.