Chapter 31: -:Silly you?

Yu Fan didn't sleep in class for two days in a row, which made Zhuang Fangqin really happy for a while.

But she soon realized that while he wasn't sleeping, he wasn't listening to the class either.

Once again, she found the man pulling out his language textbook in math class, and Zhuang Fangqin couldn't stand it any longer, so she took him to the office right after class.

"I thought you weren't sleeping in class, so you're learning," said Zhuang Fangqin, sitting in his chair with his arms folded, "but it turns out it's all an act for me. What, are you afraid of being written up by the class committee? I see you didn't care about that before."

Yu Fan was so sleepy that she said, "It's not you--"

Having to have someone else supervise my sleeping in class.

You have to criticize others for not supervising.

At the end of his sentence, Yu Fan felt that there was something strange. He pursed his lips and stopped.

"Me? What about me?" Zhuang Fangqin was at a loss.

Yu Fan leaned lazily on the table, "Not much."

Zhuang Fangqin was again exasperated by his attitude of saying no, she unscrewed the thermos cup and held it in her hand, saying: "If you keep on like this, what can you do when you graduate in the future? If you want to enter a vocational college with this score, you'll have to pay for it, you know?"

"Uh-huh."

Zhuang Fangqin knew he was being perfunctory again and couldn't help but glare up at him.

Yu Fan's wounds from the beginning of the school year have faded, but if you look closely, there's still a light mark in the center of two moles on her face.

So she stared and stared and her gaze softened again.

In fact, she was more worried about Yu Fan's mental state than his grades. She had seen Yu Fan in a fight, obviously with blood on his face, but his movements and demeanor were as cold as if he had no knowledge of the fight.

She once suspected Yu Fan of having violent tendencies.

Of course, it has something to do with his family as well. Growing up in that kind of environment, how can a child still have the heart to study.

"Forget it, I know it's useless to say more." Zhuang Fangqin put down the cup, declared, "If you still have that kind of self-loathing score in this midterm exam, I will go to your home to do another home visit."

Yu Fan's face changed instantly as he sank down, "I told you, don't come over again-"

"Come back and give me orders when you're a principal."

"......"

Yu Fan Body unconsciously stood up straight: "It's useless for you to go, he can't control me."

Zhuang Fangqin was not impressed. In fact, she has been wanting to do another home visit for Yu Fan for a long time, not purely for the sake of her grades, but she just wants to talk to Yu Fan's father again and try her best to make him pay attention to his child's home education.

"Let's talk about this when you finish your exams." Zhuang Fangqin waved his hand, not intending to dwell on this topic with him anymore, "It's time for class, go back."

When Yu Fan returned to the classroom, Wang Luan was sitting in Zhang Xianjing's seat and asked Chen Jingshen to help him emphasize.

Wang Luan: "Back, what did Visiting Qin scold you for?"

Chen Jingshen stopped his pen and looked at him without moving.

His face was much more sullen than when he went there. This was rare, as Yu Fan had gone to Zhuang Fangqin's office several times before and returned with a disinterested look on his face.

"Nothing." Yu Fan didn't notice the gawking of the people around him; he was thinking about how to stop Zhuang Fangqin and Yu Kaiming from meeting.

Change the locks on your house to keep Yu Kaiming from coming home?

Moving?

Or just drop out.

His thoughts became more and more extreme, and he subconsciously resisted Yu Kaiming's contact with anyone he knew well.

"Scholar, I found that Dumb Bird First Evolution is really good. I can actually understand most of the questions on the paper that Visiting Qin just handed out," Wang Luan asked, "Do you think I have a chance of getting an 80 in math this time?"

"Depends on the difficulty of the paper." Chen Jingshen said, "If you can get through those questions I drew out, the score won't be too low."

Wang Luan immediately smiled open flowers, holding the book to get up: "Okay, I will go back to fight with them three hundred rounds ...... Yu Fan, these days after school we do not go to the billiard hall it."

Yu Fan ignored him.

He was in such a bad mood just now that it suddenly occurred to him now that the easiest way to stop Zhuang Fangqin was to get a good score on the midterm exam.

The bell rang and everyone around them went back to their seats.

The last two periods of the afternoon are study hall, Yu Fan takes out his cell phone and sends a message to Zuo Kuan.

[-: Do you have the answers to the midterm?]

[Zuo Kuan: I'm sorry ...... don't you ever bother to copy the answers?]

[-: To copy this time, ever?]

Zuo Kuan: No, didn't your teacher tell you? For this midterm exam, we're turning on the signal blocker. You're in luck, it's the first time the school has turned it on.]

"......"

Yu Fan woodenly threw his cell phone into a drawer and slammed it into the pile of varsity jackets.

The jacket lurched downward with the weight, revealing the exercise book that had lain inside for so long that it hadn't been opened once.

Yu Fan Yu Guang landed on the word "stupid bird" and suddenly remembered what Wang Luan had just said.

This thing works well?

Wang Luan Even the evolutionary version does it, so the regular version should be pretty basic ......

Maybe he can read it.

But it's bought by Chen Jingshen. Wouldn't it be humiliating if he saw me using it?

Yu Fan thought, sneaking a glance at the person next to him in passing.

Chen Jingshen bowed his head and brushed the questions, the tip of his pen sketching on the sketch paper. He always had a paralyzed face when he was working on the problems, occasionally frowning, with a look of isolation.

Usually Zhang Xianjing carries songs and dances in front of Chen Jingshen without any reaction, and it is even more unlikely that I will be discovered as I am just flipping through an exercise book.

Yu Fan thought with a sense of urgency.

Feeling the disappearance of the line of sight beside him, Chen Jingshen's pen slightly paused, and the tail of his eyes skimmed over without a trace.

All that could be seen was the entirety of his tablemate's left arm propped up between the two tables in a pompous motion, as if he were trying to block anyone's view.

Unfortunately, the arms are too thin, and Chen Jingshen can still be seen at a glance.

His tablemate made like a thief, digging and digging and digging in the belly of the table with his other hand.

The yellowish Dumb and Dumber Bird is back in action.

Chen Jingshen : "......?"

Only Yu Fan carefully, gently opened the book, and read quietly for ten minutes, when his head suddenly inclined again--

Chen Jingshen quickly retracted his gaze before he could look over at him, and casually wrote a "B" on the test paper.

Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure Chen Jingshen hadn't found it.

The book is really basic, and the solution process is detailed enough that two of the questions in the first few pages are even middle school knowledge, and those key formulas in the textbook are also found here.

Yu Fan was not so mixed up in junior high school, and he was able to score more than seventy points in math when he took the test at the beginning of the first year of high school. But then the test, he was in a good mood on the will write, in a bad mood only fill in the multiple choice questions, and in the fill in the blanks on the 0, 1, messy blindfold, the score slowly fell to single digits, which is also Zhuang Fangqin angry one of the reasons.

He squeezed his pen and began to read the questions carefully.

It was pretty smooth at first, and after a few pages it was a bit of a struggle.

Until the bell rang, he was still stuck on this question. But as the people around him started to move one after another, Yu Fan could only stuff the exercise book back into the drawer with a blank face.

"Wang Luan." Chen Jingshen put down his pen and turned his head to call out.

"Hey?" Wang Luan froze for a moment, "What's up, schoolboy?"

"Tell you a question."

"?"

Wang Luan was flattered and came over on his ass.

The questions were compiled by Chen Jingshen and are on the draft paper.

Yu Fan hadn't cared about it until Chen Jingshen read out the question, and half of the text actually merged with the one he had just gotten stuck on.

I don't know...

Is that such a coincidence?

He looked skeptically at Chen Jingshen, and the other party looked pale and unresponsive.

Chen Jingshen spoke in great detail, even reading out the formula. Yu Fan threw a piece of gum into his mouth and listened while chewing.

He realized why Wang Luan liked to ask Chen Jingshen for lectures.

Wang Luan listened attentively at first, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong, and several times he wanted to speak up, but he was blocked by Chen Jingshen's explanation.

So he could only say weakly after the other party had finished, "No, the school bully ...... this question I can ah."

Chen Jingshen clips his pen and raises an eyebrow, "Really."

"Yeah, it's such an easy question, I used to know it alright!"

"Oh." Yu Guang saw the person next to him who was secretly scribbling, and Chen Jingshen said, "Then you're good."

That night, Yu Fan hid "Dumb Bird Flying First" in his school jacket and brought it home.

He took a casual shower and sat down at his desk in a very rare moment.

Yu Fan couldn't remember the last time he'd picked a lamp to study at night. He hadn't brought his studies home since his second year of junior high school.

He flipped open the book and proceeded down the pages.

Ten minutes later, he scratched his hair in annoyance.

Although this exercise book was simple, he couldn't afford to have a poor foundation. The first few pages were fine, but the further back he went, the more time he spent.

Midterms are next week, and it's too late for this schedule anyhow ......

Does temping really work?

Yu Fan held the pen, suddenly a little confused.

With his sesquipedalian base, he couldn't have gotten much prettier scores on the test even if he tried harder. Where else would there be so many students driven crazy by math ......

He thought it might be more feasible to find another way to stop Zhuang Fangqin than to study.

It's either that or forget it.

Yu Fan threw down his pen and was just about to close the book--

"There was a buzz, and the cell phone on the table suddenly perked up.

It was followed by many more in quick succession.

Yu Fan leaned back, his legs crossed over the chair, his pen hanging casually behind his ear as he picked up his cell phone and tapped it.

Chen Jingshen sent him a couple videos.

What is it? Yu Fan wrinkled his brow and hesitantly clicked it open.

The image was of an unfolded exercise book, a copy of Dumb and Dumber in his hand, flipped open to the exact same page he was now resting on.

Chen Jingshen pinched his pen and circled one of the questions.

This one circle was drawn a little reluctantly because I was holding my cell phone in one hand.

"You have a low base right now, and it's easy to pull your score upward. As long as you're willing to work hard, a small improvement is basically no problem."

The old neighborhood at night is filled with the sounds of mahjong and children crying.

Chen Jingshen's voice rang cleanly and low in the room, and the movement outside the window seemed to drift far away at once, "For this piece of knowledge, just do this. Point A and point E are connected, add an auxiliary line here ......"

Yu Fan listens in silence for a moment, taking the pen from his ear and moving it slowly in time with his voice.

After listening to one video after another, pausing and playing it again halfway through, an hour had passed.

Yu Fan scratched Chen Jingshen's message to the bottom.

[S: Sent to the wrong person.]

Sent fifty-four minutes ago.

Yu Fan stopped writing and replied with a "?". .

The next second, the phone shook.

[s: It's meant for Wang Luan.]

[-:?

Wang Luan isn't using an evolved version?

[S: Oh, and the wrong counseling book too.]

[-: ......]

Yu Fan tense eyelids, typed out a "stupid you", just about to send out, the opposite side sent another video.

In the video, Fanfan rubbed Chen Jingshen's hand vigorously, and Chen Jingshen, who seemed to be sitting on a chair, curled his fingers and tickled him a few times, asking diffidently, "What are you doing? Want to go out?"

Fanfan: "Woof!"

"I can't hold you."

"Woof?"

"That brother from last time? He's not available to take you."

"Woof Woof ......"

Chen Jingshen Hmmmed, "Got it, I'll ask him for you."

End of video.

[s: This is the one that's going to be sent to you.]

Yu Fan grabbed the towel over his shoulder and rubbed his nose over his face, inexplicably raising the corners of his mouth before thumbing the screen.

[-: Stupid, aren't you?

-

The next day during study hall, Yu Fan secretly pulled out "Birds of a Feather" again.

A page of questions was almost finished, and when it was his turn for the last one, he brought in a couple formulas that didn't work.

Chen Jingshen I don't think these types of questions were in the video last night?

He frowned, subconsciously twisting his head, "The question--"

Done.

My day.

Chen Jingshen turned around and met his eyes. At this moment, Yu Fan was at a loss as to whether he should destroy this book or knock Chen Jingshen out of his memory.

Just as he was hesitating, Chen Jingshen naturally put away the test papers on his desk.

"Bring it to me."

"......"

Shit.

It's just a question. What's there to be embarrassed about?

And wasn't this book supposed to be his payment for helping to walk the dog?

Yu Fan licked his lips and withdrew the arm that was straddling them, "Oh ......"

Yu Fan subconsciously bites her thumb when listening to questions.

After Chen Jingshen finished talking about this question, he subconsciously wanted to ask one more question when he was interrupted by a crisp knock on the door.

The language teacher stood in the doorway of the classroom and said, "Class, I'll be coming over to sample memorization of The Table of Chen Emotions in the next study hall."

There was a wail from the class.

"Teacher, what's this saying about drawing back at this time?" Wang Luan immediately asked, "Is this the midterm exam?"

"Don't be ridiculous." The language teacher said, "But this was supposed to be a big test, so hurry up and study."

The language teacher had left just before, and those in the class who were working on their papers instantly made a move.

Everyone all shoved their stuff into a drawer and pulled out their language textbooks.

Chen Jingshen re-looked at his tablemate, "Will it?"

Yu Fan froze for a moment and snapped back, "Oh ...... will do."

The little bit of embarrassment from earlier seemed to fly away.

Yu Fan only then remembered that the midterm exam is not only Zhuang Fangqin that one subject, physics language English ...... is difficult enough.

He put away the Stupid Bird, and with the general flow, together they pulled out their language textbooks and found the piece, "The Table of Chan's Love".

In order to memorize it quickly, all the people around were reading it with their mouths open, and their voices were densely packed together, just like chanting the scriptures.

So even if he followed suit and opened his mouth, no one would notice.

Yu Fan made an almost airy sound, "The line was four years old when my uncle took my mother's will. Grandmother Liu ...... Liu ......"

Liu what?

How do you pronounce this word?

After coming back from Baidu, Yu Fan had to repeat most of the lesson to get the first paragraph right.

Yu Fan endured the fire that was made by the literary language, and then went on to the next, "Caught worshiping the holy dynasty, bathed in Qinghua. Former Tai Shou Chen ......"

I'm a minister of what?

Who the fuck can recite that?

Yu Fan scratches his head and takes out his cell phone to baidu, Yu Guang suddenly realizes that Chen Jingshen is looking at him and smiling.

The narrow eyes curved up very lightly, and the smile was faint and quiet.

Yu Fan looked at him for a few moments before asking, "What the fuck ...... are you laughing at?"

"No." Chen Jingshen straightened his eyes and quickly withdrew them. A few seconds later, he looked back over again, with that bit of lingering amusement at the end of his eyes.

"It's nice to think that I'll be able to sit with you again."

"......"

The language teacher walks into the classroom again, and Yu Fan pinches his textbook, half-cocking his head back.

The words in the textbook were still densely packed. Yu Fan s brain is a little stiff, how can I read the second paragraph, why don t I just run through it again from the beginning.

The line was four years old when his uncle took away his mother's will. Grandmother Liu ...... Liu ......

Liu what's up ？？？？

Damn, Chen Jingshen this man is toxic.