An Jing was strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Qi sighed and looked sad: "Ying Jing, I want to say goodbye to you. I will no longer be your deskmate this semester."

An Jing was worried: "Then where are you sitting?"

Yang Qi pointed to the position: "It's a little far away from you, and it's on the third row."

An Jing looked in the direction she pointed, it was indeed a bit far away.

She was a little reluctant. Yang Qi was very compatible with her as her deskmate. She was also a person who didn't talk much and could also urge her in her studies.

She tried hard to show her smile and cheer her up: "It's okay, we are still in the same class anyway, and I can come to play with you when the class is over."

When Yang Qi heard this, she was no longer disappointed. She nodded shyly, hugged her, and then lowered her head to pack her schoolbag.

An Yue also came back from the front. After she sat down, she looked calm and flipped through the notebook and turned leisurely with her pen.

Statement glanced at her strangely.

Why didn't this person move?

Not changing positions yet?

An Jing turned around and asked her, "Sister, where are you sitting?"

Chen Shu leaned against his body, bent his arm on Xu Jiaye's table behind him, and lazily lit the table with the other hand, his eyes swung over his hands, and his ears were pricked to listen.

He hopes to change his deskmate, but he just doesn't want her anyway.

She has been very annoyed since his relationship with An Jing was exposed in front of her. They have been alone less and less time, and even talking to An Jing can be interrupted.

An Yue shrugged: "I'll sit here."

With a click, someone's wish is broken, so he can only change it.

An Jing nodded and continued to ask, "Where is me?"

"You sit here too."

Someone pursed his lips and forgot it.

"No change." An Jing blinked.

"Yes." An Yue nodded and paused. She glanced at the statement and said coldly: "He is sitting here too, hum, just right to monitor him."

Chen Shu was so lazy that he raised his eyes. He smiled and said in a low voice: "Light bulb."

After a quiet pause, why did An Yue and Chen Shu feel increasingly disagreeable...

Song Si came up and asked, "Squad Leader, what about us?"

An Yue said in the back: "Xu Jiaye's seat has not changed either.

Xu Jiaye heard it and said a whisper. It was rare to dance, but after being excited, he lowered his head and went to play the game console again.

Song Si was relieved when he heard that the seats of so many people had not changed.

He was so happy. He thought he was stable. He didn't ask any more. Instead, he leaned against the seat and crossed his legs leisurely, smashed his mouth and said, "We Mingde F4 can fly freely again."

He even hummed a song, and the lyrics were about this: "No one can separate us." The tone was completely unaware of it.

An Yue turned to look at him suspiciously and pondered: "But you are leaving."

Song Si was still humming a song, stunned when he heard the words, and pointed at his chest in disbelief: "I'm leaving?"

An Yue looked of course and said, "Yes, you went to the front, you and Ji Yuan sat in the row in front of An Jing."

Song Si was confused: "Who is sitting in my seat?"

"Zhou Qi."

Zhou Qi, who was on the road across the road, lit up his eyes, "So happy."

Song Si looked unacceptable and felt aggrieved: "Damn! I have changed even though you haven't changed! Are you brothers?"

Xu Jiaye laughed: "It's plastic friendship."

Zhou Qi had already tidied up his schoolbag quickly and took a step to Song Si's side. He knocked on the edge of the table and teased him: "Go away quickly, classmate, this is my seat."

The statement pulled the corner of his mouth.

I don't care about these things, I lack interest.

He leaned slightly closer to Yan Jing, who had not turned back, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at her, and said word by word: "Hello, please give me more advice in the new semester."

An Jing stared at his intentional appearance and couldn't help laughing.

An Yue shook her head speechlessly, why is she so stupid?

These two people are simply like a relationship, and each move is like a relationship. One look at each other and the other look at each other can see the sour smell of love.

Thinking about it.

I also felt that maybe she knew they were talking, so I felt that they were so obvious, just like I had never known anything before, and I had not found anything.

An Jing ignored the statement and lay down on An Yue's desk. When she was about to ask her deskmate who was, someone smiled and called her name.

Yin Jing turned his head and was stunned.

Xia Ji stood in the aisle with her schoolbag in her arms, smiled at her, sat down, and said, "I just looked at the seat chart. This time I'm a deskmate with you."

He said quietly, sat up straight, smiled, and said warmly, "It's such a coincidence." He had played sports meeting list with her before in summer, and he was relatively familiar with her.

Xia Qi took out the book and said, "Yes, please give me more advice in the future."

An Jing was stunned. This was very familiar. She glanced at the statement, then shook her head and said modestly: "No need to give advice, just work together."

Chen Shu turned his head and let out a sigh.

With a bang, the other person leaned back to the chair, put one hand on his forehead, and looked at the two backs with a heavy feeling in his eyes. He licked his teeth without saying a word.

Ji Yuan sat in front of An Jing, not to mention how happy An Jing was.

She pulled Ji Yuan to chat, and Song Si sat in the newly changed seat with her schoolbag in a miserable manner. Originally, he was in the last row and could do it casually in class, but now it's better, not only the seats are in advance, but there are not even people chatting.

He felt isolated by the world and was depressed.

Anjing is in a good mood. Although something has changed slightly, I actually feel that nothing has changed and life is still the same.

The past is neither salty nor light.

It has been more than a month in a blink of an eye.

Early April.

The weather is no longer that cold.

Warmth and vitality have been restored everywhere.

At noon that day, An Jing had just had a meal and sat in her seat to do her homework.

She turned her pen, thought about the topic, muttered the steps and said it out loud.

There was a laugh beside her, and she paused for a moment, looked up at the side, and when Xia Ji returned to the classroom, he sat down and pointed to the question in front of her.

He said gently: "This question is more than this one solution. In fact, it may be easier for you to change the method."

An Jing was thinking about how summer came quietly, but the next second he was attracted by what he said, and asked implicitly: "Is that so? What else can I solve the problem? I'm a little annoyed to solve it like this."

Xia Ji came over and said, "I figured out this question, I should do this..." He didn't have a pen in his hand, and his pencil bag was put on the desk again. He took the quiet pen and wrote the steps on her draft paper.

Teach her while writing.

Wen Jing nodded from time to time and looked at the draft paper and pondered.

Suddenly, Song Si's voice came from the door.
Chapter completed!