Li Changnian stood up, his eyes fixed on his little friend in front of him, and seriously said, "Xue Ling, don’t get close to Liu Qingxi, put away the thoughts you shouldn’t have."
"Hahaha, I’m just joking, Changnian, you’re too serious."
"We haven’t seen each other for two months, you’re still the same as before, can’t take a joke."
Xue Ling held his belly and laughed heartily, after a while, he recovered and stopped laughing, standing straight:
"Okay, rest assured."
Li Changnian then sat down, not bothering with him. The thing he hated most was someone taking his stuff.
In the corner of Class 103, Zhao Yi was lying on his desk, sleeping.
A chubby little hand pushed him, "Brother Zhao, are you very tired? Can you teach me how to read this word?"
Little Fatty Xia Shirong came.
Chu Bingyan followed behind.
Just by the sound, you could tell who was coming, and the boy sleeping with closed eyes tightened them even more, unwilling to get up, forcibly pretending to sleep.
Called him two or three times, Little Fatty thought he was very tired and didn’t call anymore.
Chu Bingyan looked around, seeing nobody noticed them, she reminded, "Shirong, why don’t we go back to our desks? We’re in the same study room, we have plenty of chances to talk, it seems Mr. Zhao is tired."
A hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.
The daughter of the Eldest Princess, also so ill-mannered.
Tugging at others in public, Chu Bingyan knew her nature, if not called away, she’d surely persistently bother him.
She didn’t care about Xia Shirong’s loss of face, just that being close to her would implicate herself.
Silently cursed that fat girl: brainless fool!
"You’re right, Brother Zhao, I’ll sit over there." Little Fatty didn’t care if the boy heard her or not and pointed to her seat a few desks apart by the window. "Come find me if you need anything."
Zhao Yi secretly gritted his teeth: pest, haunting presence...
Both the chubby and slim girls walked back to their places and sat down.
Chu Bingyan glanced at her desk mate, pulling her to speak in a whisper, "Shirong, did you notice Liu Qingxi, the one in the red dress, it’s only the first day, and it seems everyone in class likes her."
The one in the red dress?
Little Fatty twisted her chubby body, turned around and looked once, had an impression, but now she’s nowhere to be seen!
Chu Bingyan rubbed her forehead and whispered, "Stop looking, she’s not here~"
"She was just called by the teacher to help deliver notebooks to the office, she seems quite valued by the teacher. Do you think someone so outstanding, would Mr. Zhao like her?"
Young love, Little Fatty had a one-sided crush, the object of her affection ignoring her.
A bear child with early love.
Little Fatty worriedly said, "She is quite pretty, it’s possible."
Chu Bingyan whispered in Little Fatty’s ear, "Princess, why not give her a taste of reality when you have the chance, let her recognize her status, I’ve heard her father is a Third Grade Secretary, and don’t be fooled by her flamboyant look, she’s just a concubine-born daughter."
Though her father is Fifth Grade, she is the legitimate daughter of her family.
Little Fatty held her sister’s hand and warned:
"She’s just a concubine-born daughter. Someday when I’m available, I’ll teach her a lesson. If she dares to seduce my Brother Zhao, she won’t be let off easily, Bingyan, keep an eye out for me. If anything unusual happens, remember to tell me."
"Yes, yes, okay."
Having received her assurance, Little Fatty let go of her hand.
She took out a pen herself, dipped it in ink, and drew a tiger, drew round circles, drew a turtle on her notebook~
The objects drawn were squiggly and barely recognizable by shape.