Chapter 30: Got it, I secretly like you.

Yu Fan leaned against the wall, supporting his elbows, his head leaning into the palms of his hands, his eyes closed or not.

He hadn't been that sleepy, but it was a nice day, he was warm, it was math class, and Zhuang Fangqin was spitting out numbers and formulas he didn't understand, playing a lullaby in his ear.

After ten minutes of fishing, Yu Fan's head slams down and he's about to fall off the table.

His forehead was suddenly propped up, slightly cool to the touch.

Yu Fan opened his eyes in a daze and met Chen Jingshen's fingers holding a pen.

Between his fingers, Chen Jingshen's cold jawline was slightly raised, and the line of his throat knots protruded. If it wasn't for the fact that a hand was resting on his forehead, he would have thought that this person was listening carefully.

The next moment, Chen Jingshen glanced downward with the ends of his eyes, and they briefly stared at each other for two seconds in the spring sunshine.

Yu Fan's sleepiness abruptly flew away as the back of his hand tingled against him.

He snapped back to his senses, slapped Chen Jingshen's hand away, and adjusted his chair with a wooden face to sit upright again.

Zhuang Fangqin thought Yu Fan was just trying to skip the wake-up call between them, but she didn't realize that Yu Fan was actually awake when she quietly patrolled the corridors during the next two periods of the other teachers' classes.

There was something subtle about the way they looked at each other every time they met eyes through the window.

School ends at noon.

Zhang Xianjing turned around and saw Yu Fan and Wang Luan collapsing on the table with the bell.

"What's the matter with you two?" Zhang Xianjing said with amusement while fixing his lipstick, "You don't sleep in class and sleep after school?"

Wang Luan wanted to sleep forever, but he was hungry.

"You think I want to?" He struggled to get up, "Well, didn't someone have to roll me? Sitting like a bamboo all morning, leaving my disciplinarian desk unattended, specifically catching me to write down two names in one class, who the hell would dare to sleep ......"

Wang Luan knocked on Yu Fan's desk, "Roll King, what's wrong with you today, you haven't touched your desk all morning?"

It's not because someone's got nothing better to do--

A short sound of a pen cap being snapped on came from the side.

"I ......" Yu Fan gritted his teeth, sat up again, and squeezed through his teeth, "Not sleepy."

Wang Luan: "......"

I'd believe it if you didn't have this coffin face.

"Then go, go to the cafeteria to eat, I'm starving." Wang Luan rubbed his stomach, "Come back to bed after eating."

Yu Fan gave a lazy "hmmm" and tilted his head in the belly of the table, looking for his cell phone, which he hadn't had the energy to touch all morning.

"Wait, I'll go with you." Zhang Xianjing got up and straightened his school uniform, Yu Guang glanced at the person sitting behind him who didn't move, and asked in passing, "School bully, do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat together?"

"Uh-huh." Chen Jingshen put the textbook into the drawer, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly inclined his head and asked in a low voice, "Can I go?"

Zhang Xianjing: "?"

Wang Luan : "......?"

Yu Fan stuffed his cell phone into his pocket, got up and twisted his head towards the back door of the classroom, throwing down a cold sentence.

"Whatever, I don't run the cafeteria."

Yu Fan is so famous at school that every time he enters the cafeteria he draws the silent attention of some of his classmates - after all, this is where he made his name in the first place.

With the addition of Yu Fan's handsome classmate, Wang Luan felt that all the students in the cafeteria stopped eating when he entered the cafeteria.

This kind of attention greatly satisfied Wang Luan's vanity, and he instantly became less sleepy.

The cafeteria was packed with students, the doors and windows were fully open but it was still hot, and the broken wall fans on the walls whirred and whined.

Zuo Kuan came early and already took their seats.

After finishing the meal, Zhang Xianjing wanted to greet Chen Jingshen and sit across from her, but who would have thought that Wang Luan would have let go of his hand and put the plate of rice directly in front of her.

After a few unsuccessful glances, Zhang Xianjing could only watch as Chen Jingshen sat diagonally across from him.

Chen Jingshen sat down and glanced across at the person's lunch.

Two dishes and one meat, not bad for health.

"Yu Fan," Zuo Kuan began, mysteriously, "guess who was sitting across from me just now?"

"Who?"

"Ding Xiao!" Zuo Kuan shot his thighs and laughed, "Perfect, as soon as that grandson saw you enter the cafeteria, he ran away without eating! He just sat down and ate for two minutes."

Yu Fan is disinterested: "Oh."

"...... tsk." No fun.

The person next to Zuo Kuan asked, "By the way, Wang Luan, did your homeroom teacher receive the photos from the ktv too?"

"Yeah, I was called to the office early in the morning." Wang Luan was furious, "Hey, Zuo Kuan, what happened to the Q/Q group? You're the group leader, do you know who spread the word?"

Zuo Kuan: "If I knew, could I not tell you?"

Wang Luan, with rice in his mouth, said vaguely, "Why have you been so unlucky lately, you just got caught once last week ......"

Yu Fan is silent.

Sleep deprived, his face was so smelly that every classmate subconsciously muffled their voices as they passed him, fearing that this one might fling his dinner plate at his head.

Yu Fan eats quickly, a habit he picked up a few years ago.

Opposite Chen Jingshen sat with his back straight, rice plate full, did not eat a few mouthfuls, the spoon lying a few grains of corn, it looks like eating a shrimp and corn in a western restaurant 168 yuan a copy.

The next few people were still chatting about the photo. Yu Fan was in the middle of eating and couldn't bear to look up, "...... What the hell are you looking at?"

"Nope." Chen Jingshen sunk the spoon back into the rice, took a large spoonful just like Yu Fan, and ate it with an open mouth.

Two cute-looking girls walked back and forth three times down the aisle behind their table.

Everyone else was chatting and not paying attention, but only Zhang Xianjing noticed. She followed the girl's line of sight and her eyes fell on Chen Jingshen's face.

She took a sip of yogurt, raised her chin and asked in a whisper, "Schoolboy, look at those two girls, were they in the same class as you before?"

Chen Jingshen glanced along, "Maybe."

"......"

It seems that you don't like it even if you are good in studies and pretty girl's.

Zhang Xianjing had a whim and suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked, "School bully, have you never liked anyone else?"

Without waiting for Chen Jingshen to reply, Zuo Kuan had already wrinkled his eyebrows.

"Nonsense, definitely not." Zuo Kuan said coolly, "Look at the school bully, does he look like someone who would fall in love early? He only has learning in his heart, and he will definitely consider this kind of thing only when he works later, so don't toss it."

Chen Jingshen didn't say anything.

Zhang Xianjing frowned, and was about to ask Zuo Kuan, "Why are you interrupting--

"Neither." Chen Jingshen faintly said, "There is someone I like."

"Ahem ......"

Swallowing too quickly, Yu Fan choked on his rice, and he inclined his head, coughing alarmingly for a moment.

The rest of the table was quiet for several seconds.

Wang Luan: "Holy shit."

Zuo Kuan: "......"

"Holy shit." Zhang Xianjing immediately put down his chopsticks, "Really? Who?"

Yu Fan turned around to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he couldn't help but turn his head and continue coughing.

Chen Jingshen : "It's not convenient to say."

"It's hard to tell, School Master!" Wang Luan exclaimed, then reached out and patted the person next to him on the back, "Yu Fan, what's wrong with you? Is everything alright?"

Zhang Xianjing is curious as hell: "Tell me more, is it from our school? What type? Are you guys together?"

"Nope, on a crush." Chen Jingshen had a calm demeanor and sounded like she was answering a question in class, "The cute type, I guess."

Yu Fan is coughing up smoke.

Everyone didn't expect him to say it so bluntly and froze again.

You have to have a crush even if you look like this?

Zuo Kuan looked deeply at Chen Jingshen and suddenly felt that this school bully was ten thousand times more obedient.

"Hiss, who's so discerning? School bully, are you too shy to confess?" Zhang Xianjing said, "You have to be brave!"

What's he shy about?

And don't you like him? What are you so excited about?

Yu Fan was about to get over it, but Wang Luan slapped him so hard that he got a bit carried away.

Chen Jingshen downplays, "Confessed."

Zhang Xianjing: "??"

"How about this, Schoolboy," the clever woman had a new strategy in a flash, "You tell me who it is, and I'll customize a wooing plan just for you. On your terms, I promise to help you take her down in a month - a week! As a condition, how about you help me cope with every exam ...... in the future?"

Chen Jingshen was just about to say something when, with a snapping sound, the person across from him snapped his chopsticks hard at the rice plate and stood up violently.

Wang Luan was startled. He recognized this gesture; the last time Yu Fan was blocked in an alley, he had almost the same expression.

So what?

He was just about to ask when he saw Yu Fan, his face red with choking, asking word for word.

"Finished eating yet?"

Chen Jingshen snapped his fingers together and set down his cutlery, "Uh-huh."

"...... back with me."

"Good."

Before the rest of them could understand what was going on, Yu Fan had already led them away.

"The two of them are ...... going back to the classroom first, right?" Wang Luan turned around and asked, "It's not like they're going to fight in any corner, is it?"

During the lunch break, the class had either gone home to their dormitories or hadn't finished lunch yet. The classroom was empty.

Yu Fan sat down so hard that the chair moved back a way, making a sharp sound.

He threw his cell phone on the table and cranked his head grumpily to ask offhandedly, "Why don't you just go to the radio room and tell the whole school you have a crush on me?"

Chen Jingshen pondered without expression for two seconds.

"May I?"

Yu Fan was expressionless, "If you want to fight, you can."

Chen Jingshen was silent for a moment, "I just answered their questions without saying your name, can't I do the same?"

"No," Yu Fan grinds his teeth and says in a single word, "Don't show it at all."

"Uh-huh." Chen Jingshen leaned back into the back of the chair, both hands hanging loosely in his lap, "Got it, I secretly like you."

"............"

How can this man, how can he, so shamelessly, utter such a sentence.

Before Yu Fan went back to the classroom, he had already thought about how to warn him severely.

But Chen Jingshen's words have blindsided me again.

A set of military style punches hit cotton. Yu Fan scratched his hair and simply pulled his jacket out of the drawer and laid it on the table, falling back to sleep.

After lying down for a few seconds, I heard the person next to me ask, "Can I wake you up for afternoon class?"

Yu Fan clenched his fists, "I can't, get out."

Chen Jingshen bowed his head and worked on two questions. Until the person beside him was breathing steadily, he very gently rested the end of his pen against the test paper and quietly inclined his face to look over.

Yu Fan unconsciously picked a position he felt comfortable in, half of his face exposed beyond his arm, feeling the harshness of the daylight and frowning very lightly.

The afternoon sun was soft and long on his face, even the fuzz was clear.

Chen Jingshen looked at the shadows under his eyelashes, and was suddenly a little confused as to whether the moment was reality, or just another dream.

Noon is a great time to rest.

Hu Pang didn't go back to the teacher's dormitory because he thought it was an exceptionally nice day, so he wandered around the balcony of the school building with his hands behind his back.

He subconsciously glanced in as he passed the classroom of the seventh grade.

Then he met with Chen Jingshen, who had just carefully stood up.

Hu Pang was very pleased to see that the first in his grade was even working hard on his papers during the lunch break, and even felt that the back of Chen Jingshen's head, which was at the bottom of his grade, looked a lot better.

Hu Pang laughed a little and was about to open his mouth to say something when Chen Jingshen suddenly nodded coldly at him.

Hu Pang subconsciously nodded along, then lurched.

Wait a minute?

Why is this interaction somewhat familiar?

Before Hu Pang could react, he heard a soft "swish" and his eyes suddenly turned blue - a blue color!

Chen Jingshen pulls the blue curtains inside.