The seats in Class 8 have been assigned. Some people are happy, while others want to die.

Song Sheng tore up the note Duan Shigang sent and tore it into pieces. He subconsciously wanted to throw it on the ground. Pang Jiao warned him: "You dare to throw it at me?"

Song Sheng held the note tightly with his strong palms, and the pride of being fourth in the class turned into resentment!

Fortunately, the seats were assigned at this moment, and Shan Qingrong entered the classroom and walked towards Xue Yuantong's desk.

Then, everyone saw a magical scene. Shan Qingrong and Jiang Ning each lifted one end of the desk and helped move the desk to the last row.

Chen Qian lowered his head and stared at his desk filled with books, speechless for a long time.

After Shan Qingrong finished moving, he and Jiang Ning carried the four original desks back to Jiang Ning's original location.

Ma Shicheng and Wang Longlong saw their desks being moved away, and they couldn't help but say: "?"

Then, Shan Qingrong walked up to the podium and announced: "Now that the seats have been assigned, let's pack up the books and move them over. Don't move the desks to avoid creating a mess."

"Okay." The students curled their lips secretly.

‘Aren’t you the first in your grade? What’s the big deal?’ However, this kind of resentment is not serious. Everyone agrees with the concept that learning is king.

Although the desks were not moved, the classroom was still noisy. Xue Yuantong was worried: "Jiang Ning, our treasured place that is warm in winter and cool in summer is not because of the place, but because of the desks?"

Jiang Ning: "Yes."

The exact reason is because of him.

Xue Yuantong believed it. Over the years she has been in school, she has always been small and has never sat in the back row.

She was seduced by Jiang Ning for a moment, but once she got here, she became cautious again.

In contrast, Chen Siyu arrived excitedly with a stack of books in her arms. Her tone was expectant: "I'm coming!"

A pair of eyes full of aura looked at everything around him curiously. As the distance shortened, the blackboard behind the classroom became clearer, and one could even see the paint that had escaped from the chalk on the blackboard.

Just like when Chen Siyu and her sister were appreciating small works of art, they suddenly switched from a panoramic view to a close-up, with more details.

All in all, it's amazing.

Ten minutes later, the movement in the classroom disappeared a lot, and there was only the faint sound of tidying up books.

Xue Yuantong said: "There is no place behind to lean on."

They are now the last row.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Shan Qingrong secretly noted it, and after a few sentences, he went out to find a chair.

Now, the atmosphere is completely relaxed.

The novelty of the new seats made the students whisper.

Chen Siyu cast her admiring gaze on her deskmate Bai Yuxia. She had a high ponytail and a sky blue coat. She was pure and youthful.

Chen Siyu sighed: "I finally got it back!"

Jiang Ning knew what she meant, so she asked, "During Geng Lu's absence, didn't you always sit with Bai Yuxia?"

Chen Siyu shook her head like a rattle: "It's different. After all, Bai Yuxia was not my deskmate at that time. I only occupied the magpie's nest."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Siyu immediately thought of all kinds of [husband's girls], wouldn't that be more exciting?

‘No, no, no!’ Chen Siyu quickly denied, Bai Yuxia is different from others, she must be perfect, what belongs to her is the best, and it cannot be someone else’s from the beginning!

At this thought, Chen Siyu felt refreshed, her face was full of hope for the future, her skin was translucent, and she was full of the vitality of a girl.

Seeing her happiness, Xue Yuantong was envious.

She lay on the desk, resting her little head on her arms, and asked: "Siyu, I feel like you are so happy now. You are even happier than the first time you sat together with Bai Yuxia."

Chen Siyu said wisely: "Because I once had it, I understand the pain of losing it better."

Xue Yuantong thought for a while: "If I didn't have it from the beginning, it wouldn't be painful, right?"

Chen Siyu denied: "Not necessarily, I feel that it would be very uncomfortable."

Xue Yuantong: "Which one is more uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ning scolded: "Don't ask her such difficult questions."

Huang Zhongfei, who was standing at the front table packing up books, smiled warmly after hearing the discussion between the two and said:

"I think it's more painful to lose after you get it. For example, if you win a five million lottery ticket, and when you claim the prize, you are told that you made a mistake, it will definitely be more painful than if you never won."

Once the example is given, it becomes clear.

Although it was night, Yu Wen seemed to have a sunflower growing on her face, flying straight towards Huang Zhongfei, and she forced a smile: "Squad leader, your analysis is very good."

Huang Zhongfei was very modest: "They can figure it out even if I don't tell them."

After this incident, the unfamiliar atmosphere in the back row relaxed a lot.

Chen Siyu looked around and boasted: "When I used to go to school, there were many students in the back row of the classroom with poor grades, such as uneducated gangsters and delinquent boys. But now the back row has changed."

She lamented the wonder of fate.

Xue Yuantong: "That's right."

Bai Yuxia wiped the table with a wet wipe and said: "The high school entrance examination is a threshold that filters out half of the students."

Yu Wen: "Actually, some bad boys are quite good. I once had a sister who was bad but played quite well."

Chen Siyu: "Birds of a feather flock together, so were you also a bad girl before?"

Jiang Yanan joined the topic: "Wenwen used to be like this."

Yu Wen: "What's wrong with me?"

Jiang Yanan looked at the flat Yu Wen and said: "Stunted."

If it weren't for Huang Zhongfei's presence, Yu Wen would have torn Jiang Yanan's clothes off!

…

"Keke" the female classmate laughed.

Hearing this, Mr. Liu at the front table was filled with excitement. His pancake face was covered with blooming morning glory.

He had just been liberated from the prison of the four golden flowers. God knows how depressed he felt after seeing the four golden flowers every day.

In this case, when he meets a girl who looks a little bit good, he will be very excited.

What's more, on his right is makeup expert Lu Qiqi, and on his left is beauty Meng Ziyun.

Why do you even need to choose?

Pastor Liu teared up the toilet paper excitedly.

He tore the toilet paper into strips, and then put it to his mouth and blew out a breath. The toilet paper strips floated in the wind and turned into a long toilet rope.

One end of the sanitary rope happened to be floating on Meng Ziyun's pile of books.

Meng Ziyun turned her head, looked to the right along the red rope, and saw Pastor Liu's pancake face.

Meng Ziyun: "?"

Liu Chuandao pointed to the sanitary rope: "Hahaha, Xiao Meng, do you know what this is?"

Meng Ziyun: "What?"

"Hahaha, this is the red rope held by Yue Lao."

"Ahem." Meng Ziyun choked, and she couldn't help but cover her face.

The boys she hangs out with on weekdays are either gentlemen like Cao Kun or warm-hearted men like Dong Qingfeng. Where has she ever met such an oily guy?

Liu Chuandao came closer, with a sinister look on his face: "Why are you covering your face? Are you embarrassed?"

Meng Ziyun denied: "No, no."

Liu Chuandao took advantage of the victory and pursued his attack: "Children who lie must be punished. Let me think about how to punish you?"

He was like a boss, holding his chin and pretending to be surprised: "If nothing else happens, I will make you my girlfriend."

Meng Ziyun finally couldn't help it anymore, she laughed out loud and almost burst into tears.

Liu Chuandao was extremely confident: "What's wrong? Did happiness come too suddenly?"

…

The last class of evening self-study.

Shen Qing'e read in silence, with Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong at the table behind her, but she always felt like a thorn in her back.

I remember that in junior high school, whenever seats were assigned, Jiang Ning would always be shameless and wanted to go with her, but Shen Qing'e was afraid that others would know their relationship, so she would always play nice with her female classmate.

Therefore, Jiang Ning could only sit at the table behind her.

Now, everything is back, as if we are back to the layout of junior high school.

Shen Qing'e's mind was buzzing and confused, as if she was dreaming.

Jiang Yanan, Yu Wen and the others were chatting happily with Chen Siyu.

Chen Siyu Chunchun’s teaching: “The most important thing in life is not hard work or struggle, but choice!”
To be continued...