Chapter 41: [2-in-1] I like this.

Long, silent stares.

Time stood still for an unknown period of time, until with a "pop", the broom in Zhu Xu's hand fell to the ground, and the noises around her returned to her ears, Wang Luan finally came back to her senses.

His mouth that had been open for a long time finally made a sound, "Ah this ...... I didn't say you, I was talking to Sister Jing ......"

Yu Fan: "......"

Yu Fan swept his eyes at the surrounding people who were too surprised to react, and then looked down at Wang Luan's hand on Zhang Xianjing's shoulder.

In a few seconds, a little of the irritation and resistance to joining the family disappeared sluggishly from his expression, his eyebrows loosened, and finally only a stiff blankness remained.

The poor sign-in sheet was clenched in his hand.

Only after a long time did Yu Fan squeeze out a sentence from his throat, "You, too, just now, touched me."

"?" Wang Luan glanced at the distance between himself and him, barely enough to stand a Zuo Kuan, "Really?"

"Or else." Yu Fan stared at him expressionlessly, "Keep your hands to yourself."

"...... line it."

A few boys were simple-minded, and they got rid of the matter with a few words. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his eyes, he met Zhang Xianjing's gaze.

Zhang Xianjing looked at him with his arms wrapped around him, one eyebrow raised, the other furrowed.

Even if Wang Luan had met him, he would have scolded or beat him up instead of saying "I won't marry", right?

Zhang Xianjing opened his mouth, and for a moment, Yu Fan was extremely stiff, as if he were on his back.

Well in the next moment, the cell phone she was holding rang.

Thoughts interrupted, Zhang Xianjing picked up the phone, "Hey, mom--are you here? How did you get here, just wasn't it still in front of the house?...... Got it, I'm going down now."

Wang Luan glanced at the time, "My dad is probably arriving soon, let's go, together."

After Zhang Xianjing left, the two people from the next class who came to join in the fun were also called back by the class teacher to continue sweeping the corridor.

With his side cleared, Yu Fan rested on the railing with his arms bent, his forehead resting against it, his head drooping deeply, and his other hand sunk into his hair, scratching it several times in shame.

Damn, did I just go crazy ......

Blame it on Chen Jingshen.

Yu Fan took a moment to slow down before standing straight again, he lowered his eyes and chilled as he searched for the culprit below, catching a glimpse of the tall, thin figure.

In front of the school police room, Hu Pang is talking to a woman suspected to be Chen Jingshen's parent. Chen Jingshen was standing quietly next to them.

He still had the same cold expression he had when he stood guard a moment ago, as if he were an outsider, and the conversation between the two men around him had nothing to do with him.

There was a great distance between them, and Yu Fan looked vaguely at him for a moment, thinking that the expression on his face looked a little familiar--

Chen Jingshen seemed to be the same way the night he said he had something to hang up the video. Cold, closed off, unhappy.

Facial paralysis deserves to be called facial paralysis, the expressionless face can also interpret so many kinds of emotions.

But what was he upset about?

Yu Fan was thinking absentmindedly, when that black head downstairs suddenly raised its head as if it had a feeling, and accurately locked eyes with him through the shadows of the people and trees.

For a moment, those cold emotions were gone all at once again.

Yu Fan stared at him for a while, then suddenly thought of what he had just embarrassed himself with, and looked at Chen Jingshen with a taut face, trying to send him an international friendly gesture.

But when he finally raised his hand, his middle finger became his not-so-aggressive pinky.

"Yu Fan, what are you doing in the hallway?" Zhuang Fangqin's voice came from the classroom, "There are already parents coming up, hurry and come to the door to register!"

Yu Fan gave a breathless "Oh", put away his little finger, gave Chen Jingshen a "I'm going in" gesture, and turned around to go back to the classroom.

The door to the campus police room.

Hu Pang said with a smile on his face, "Although Jingshen had a little trouble with the midterm exam this time, the final result was still good. I've talked to him, just pay attention in the future."

"Please." The woman turned her head to look at her son with a pale face, "Did you hear what the director of instruction said?"

Seeing the look on Chen Jingshen's face, she gave a rare slight stare, "...... What are you laughing at?"

Chen Jingshen re-lowered his head, the little rare expression on his face quickly returning to calm, "No."

-

It didn't take long for a few parents to sit in the sophomore seventh grade classroom.

They silently began to turn over their children's desks, every now and then glancing over at the boy sitting at the register.

Picking up a parent in the classroom, Zhuang Fangqin stood next to a desk that had been temporarily moved out to be used as a registration desk and flexed his fingers, tapping the desktop: "Put your legs down ...... What's that look on your face? Smile!"

Yu Fan leaned back against the wall and said, "No."

These darned adolescent middle-school boys.

Zhuang Fangqin: "Just pull the corners of your mouth, do you want me to teach you?"

Yu Fan: "Why don't you just get the smiley one to sit here?"

"Who? Wang Luan? He did this job last semester."

Yu Fan frowns, "Then Chen Jingshen."

"......"

Zhuang Fangqin thought he had heard wrongly and froze for half a day before saying, "Chen Jingshen loves to laugh? When did he ever laugh?"

Yu Fan just wanted to say Isn't he always smiling? When the words came to his mouth, he suddenly remembered that in the time outside of talking to him ...... Chen Jingshen really didn't seem to smile much.

Just to piss him off.

Yu Fan turned his pen around, wanting to curse Chen Jingshen a few times in his mind, but he didn't come up with a single fart until Zhuang Fangqin had gone into the classroom to talk to one of the parents.

"Do I need to register before entering the classroom, please?"

Yu Fan gave a rather good moody hmmm and handed the pen over without looking up.

He lowered his eyes and watched as the woman took the pen and pressed her finger down the registration form, finally finding her own child's name and writing after "Chen Jingshen" - "Ji Lianyi ".

Yu Fan froze and looked up abruptly, his back leaving the wall as he unconsciously sat up a little straighter.

Chen Jingshen looks a lot like his mom. The woman's temperament was outstanding, and she put down her pen and entered the classroom, and those beautiful phoenix eyes did not look at him.

The parents were more conscious than the students, and the classroom was full in no time.

There are still ten minutes before the meeting, Yu Fan returned the registration form to Zhuang Fangqin, turned around and was about to leave when someone pulled his clothes again.

Zhuang Fangqin handed him two stacks of paper, one with a "letter to parents" and the other with a parent comment form.

"You hand these out, exactly 42 copies each, and you take your share and go back to your parents. And don't leave when you're done handing them out, there's something else I need you to do."

After saying that, she didn't give Yu Fan a chance to refuse and turned around and walked into the classroom on the podium to continue organizing the content that she would use in a while.

Yu Fan: "......"

He let out a tsk and turned around, just about to enter the classroom when he reached the doorway and then suddenly thought of something.

The next second, he lifted his hand and buttoned up his school t-shirt.

When he reached his seat, he saw Ji Lianyi rummaging through Chen Jingshen's desk.

She flipped through it more carefully than the other parents - the woman took Chen Jingshen's sketchbook and flipped back page by page, her brow furrowing lightly, not sparing any corner of the sketchbook.

With a swish, a piece of paper was placed in front of her, covering the contents of the sketchbook.

Ji Lianyi motioned, "Thank you."

Yu Fan said, "No," and then pulled out another letter and shoved it into his drawer, along with the midterm report card that had just come off his desk.

Ji Lianyi finally looked up at him, and after a brief survey, she asked, "You're Yu Fan?"

Yu Fan: "Uh-huh."

Ji Lianyi nodded and did not ask again.

When Zhuang Fangqin wouldn't let him go, Yu Fan simply waited in the corridor with the other students.

Zhang Xianjing patrolled the classroom of parents, "Wang Luan, your dad really just laughed from the beginning to the end."

"That's right." Wang Luan said, "Just wait, as soon as the meeting is over, he'll be the first one to go to your mom and ask how many points you got on the midterm."

"...... Get lost." Zhang Xianjing Eyes fall to the back row, sighing, "The schoolteacher's mom is really pretty."

"The car in the school bully's house is even more beautiful." Wang Luan said, looking back down, "He's still standing at the door, it's so hard to be a school bully, you have to study and stand guard at the same time."

"Normal, Hu Pang also arranged someone to videotape at the front door, I guess I still have to stand for a while ......" Zhang Xianjing turned his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Yu Fan, your clothes are all buttoned up, why are they all buttoned up? Yu Fan, why are your clothes all buttoned up? How silly."

Yu Fan, head down on his cell phone, sniffed, "Leng. You stay out of it."

The parent-teacher conference process is to have the subject teachers speak on stage, followed by a radio speech from the school leader, and then finally the classroom teacher.

The teachers left the classroom after their speeches, and Zhuang Fangqin went back to his office because he was missing a piece of data that hadn't been printed. In the classroom, dozens of parents were listening to the school leaders on the radio, who were now talking about "how parents can handle the relationship with their children when high school is too stressful".

Yu Fan looked up just in time to see Ji Lianyi slowly and methodically getting up from her seat, carrying her bag and walking softly out of the classroom in the direction of the teacher's office.

"Class." Some parent sitting by the window suddenly called him.

Perhaps seeing that Yu Fan had been helping Zhuang Fangqin before, the parent smiled shyly, "Could you please take this to the homeroom teacher for me? It's the Parent Opinion Form that was just handed out for us to fill out, I made a mistake and handed in the other paper."

Wang Luan was just about to say that the homeroom teacher would be back in a while when he saw the man beside him throw his cell phone into his pocket, stand up straight, and say, "Okay."

......

The back door of the homeroom office was closed, and Yu Fan was just about to go around to the front door when a sudden word came from inside--

"I want you to give Jingshen a new desk mate."

Zhuang Fangqin's office is located behind the window. As long as you stand next to the wall, you can hear everything that is said inside.

Yu Fan blinks with downcast eyes, leaning against the wall and stopping where he is.

Zhuang Fangqin : "Jingshen mom, it should still be playing ......"

"I'd much rather talk to you than that broadcast." Ji Lianyi glanced at her watch, "I have a conference call coming up in an hour and I need to leave school early, so I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the radio presentation is over. Can you give me a moment?"

Zhuang Fangqin thought for two seconds, got up and moved the chair next to her, "You sit. The reason you want to change the child's seat?"

Ji Lianyi got right to the point: "I saw his deskmate's report card."

"Oh, you mean Yu Fan. he's actually improved his grades quite a bit lately ......"

"I know. I also know that he progressed with Jingshen's help, and I saw some of the solutions from the first year of high school and even middle school on Jingshen's draft paper." Ji Lianyi smiled gently as she said, "Mr. Zhuang, I've never really understood how you teachers always like to let students with good grades help poor students. These should be the teachers' jobs, right?"

Zhuang Fangqin: "I don't think you understand, but Jingshen asked me to change my seat. And I think that students should not only learn knowledge in school, but also learn some good traditional virtues, such as helping others."

"Yes, I have no problem with him helping his classmates. But I heard from his previous homeroom teacher that not only is this deskmate of his not doing well academically, but he also smokes and fights and has a lot of disciplinary actions. I'm sorry, I just can't accept my child sitting with such a student."

Ji Lianyi paused, "And I've just seen that Yu Fan student. His dress is unkempt not to mention ...... his hair is so long I can't even see his eyes. May I ask if the school usually doesn't care about the students' appearance?"

What's the big deal?

Yu Fan leaned against the wall in displeasure and suddenly felt like smoking.

"I see what you mean, Mom Jingshen. I'll talk to Jingshen about this before making a decision." Zhuang Fangqin turned the tables, "In fact, I've been wanting to find an opportunity to talk to you about it, and this time, since it just so happens, I'll talk about it together. ...... Jingshen, this child, in terms of learning, I can't say, he has always been very good. But I found that he seems to be a bit introverted, and usually not too fond of communicating with other students, for this reason I looked for his previous homeroom teacher and asked for her home visit records."

Zhuang Fangqin raised his eyes, "You seem to have been interfering with his socialization? Before classes were even split in his senior year, he changed two classes and seven desks, all at your initiative."

Ji Lianyi, bag in hand on his lap, looked at Zhuang Fangqin in silence for a moment.

"Yes, the environment in that earliest class of his freshman year of high school was a bit worse. If he was at the same table, it was either a girl, and I was worried that he would be distracted; or it was some boys who were talkative in class. I want to give my child a good learning environment, that's why I asked for a seat change, it shouldn't be too much, right?"

"But did you consult him when you changed his seat?"

Ji Lianyi : "He knows I'm doing it for his own good."

The cell phone in his pocket buzzed, and Yu Fan took it out and scanned it.

Wang Luan: I'm in the cafeteria with Zuo Kuan. Do you guys have anything you want to eat @- @ Zhang Xianjing]

Yu Fan was going to say no, but he felt like he needed to lay down some fire right now.

[ -: Green bean smoothie.]

Wang Luan: It's too late for this one, why don't you get another one? The cafeteria is crowded today, and the line for the green bean smoothie looks like it's going to take about 10 minutes....... I came to get a drink for my dad, who's treating the parents of his class to a drink, and is in a hurry to get back to the classroom.

[-: Then forget it.]

Yu Fan throws his cell phone in his pocket and continues to listen.

Zhuang Fangqin asked several questions one after another, and Ji Lianyi's answer was "I did it for his own good.

Zhuang Fangqin sighed several times, she glanced at the time, said, "I see home visit records have written, your home installed a lot of monitors, even the room has ...... At that time, Mr. Chiao suggested that you appropriate removal of some, to give the child a belong to his own space, I do not know you ......"

Yu Fan had an air bubble in his chest.

He picked up the opinion sheet, folded one corner, and smoothed it out a little.

"Jingshen's dad and I work a lot and are away from home a lot, so how can we ensure our children's personal safety without taking some precautions?"

Ji Lianyi repeats, "I'm doing it for his own good."

......

After chatting for a while, Ji Lianyi got up to say goodbye to Zhuang Fangqin.

Before she left, she repeatedly asked, "Please get him a new desk as soon as possible."

Then she turned to go out the door just in time to run into the boys crouched against the wall.

Ji Lianyi: "......"

Seeing her come out, the other party didn't react in any particular way. It just stood up, patted the ash on his back, and expressionlessly walked around her into the office.

After handing over his things to Zhuang Fangqin, Yu Fan came out of his office and turned around to go to the laboratory building to smoke.

Today's parent-teacher conference, and there's not even a single person in the lab building.

Yu Fan sat on the steps of the first floor of the lab building, smoking blatantly.

His legs were casually splayed, both elbows resting against his knees, and he was holding a cigarette on one side and playing with his cell phone on the other.

He played a few games of Snake, all of which didn't last long before he lost. Finding it uninteresting, he casually scratched open other software, and by the time he came back to his senses, there was already the beaten Du Binquan in front of him.

His teeth gnawed on the cigarette as he slowly typed into the dialog box: Chen Jingshen ......

What was he going to say? There doesn't seem to be much to say. He can't say why you listen to your mom, are you a wimp.

There's no need to bring down other people's kids when he's so virtuous himself.

Yu Fan stared at the words for a moment, lifting his finger to go back to deleting them, when the dialog box suddenly popped up with a new message -

Are you still in school?

[-: Chen Jingshen in.]

[s:?

[-: ...... typo. In, what for?]

[s: Where?

[ - : First floor of the laboratory building.]

After a few minutes no more replies were received. Yu Fan stared at the dialog box for a moment, exhaled a cigarette, and typed, Visiting Chin for me?

Before he could send it, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of blue.

Yu Fan turned around and saw Chen Jingshen walking towards him in a white mist.

The goofy summer blue school pants of South City's seventh grade seemed to have a leg-pulling effect on Chen Jingshen, who had both hands hanging down at his sides, one of which seemed to be carrying something.

Chen Jingshen walked to him and swept the cigarette in his hand. His mouth opened and pursed up, and he inclined his head and coughed very softly.

Extraordinarily expensive.

"...... Won't you wait for me to finish smoking before coming over?" Yu Fan stubbed out his cigarette and didn't look at him, just glanced at his shoes, "Looking for me for what."

Chen Jingshen said, "This."

Inexplicably feeling a sweet, silky coolness, Yu Fan lifted his eyes and saw the plastic bag he had hooked over his finger, inside of which lay a cup of green bean smoothie.

Chen Jingshen said, "There weren't many people in the cafeteria when I came back, so I bought it on the way. Drink?"

Green bean smoothie is the best seller in summer in their school cafeteria. The school bought two large refrigerators for this purpose to ensure that students have a cool and refreshing summer dessert every day after school.

Yu Fan blinked, took it, poked it open, and took a sharp sip.

Chen Jingshen walked up two steps parallel to him. Yu Fan reacted by turning his head and saying offhandedly, "Dirty--"

Chen Jingshen has sat down.

They were as close as they were in the classroom, with distance between their shoulders and close together. Chen Jingshen glanced at him, "Didn't you sit down too?"

Yu Fan gulped down the smoothie and felt a coolness all over his body, the whole person cooled down quite a bit, "My clothes weren't very clean in the first place."

Chen Jingshen said, "Me too."

"......"

Yu Fan glanced at his school uniform, which was so clean it looked like it had been bleached, and was speechless for a while. Then he asked, "Why don't you go back to class?"

Students usually wait outside the classroom during parent-teacher conferences, even Zuo Kuan and Wang Luan.

Chen Jingshen took out his cell phone and said with little expression, "I'll return after the meeting."

Yu Fan didn't say anything, staring boredly at his fingers, watching him open a certain game on his phone.

It wasn't until Chen Jingshen entered the game that he reacted, frowning, "Why are you playing this too?"

Chen Jingshen said, "It's fun to watch you play."

Yu Fan leaned a little toward him, watching him play as he said, "Scholarly man."

Chen Jingshen let out a "hmmm" and ate all the smaller snakes around himself.

Summer is coming. Today there is no wind, cicadas chirping, green branches and leaves hanging in the air stagnant, the flow of time seems to become very slow.

Yu Fan looked at him absentmindedly for a while, then suddenly spoke up and called him, "Chen Jingshen."

"Uh-huh."

"Is my hair too long."

Chen Jingshen paused with the tips of his fingers and said, "No."

"Oh. But covering your eyes makes you look sloppy, right?" Yu Fan casually said, "I'll cut it in a few days."

Yu Fan actually didn't intend to keep his hair this long. The last time he went to get a haircut, he just told Mr. Tony to "thin it out a little bit", and ended up wearing a hat to class for two weeks, letting Zhuang Fangqin and Hu Pang scold him as much as they could, but they couldn't persuade him.

If you go to a more expensive barber store, you might not be so screwed up?

Yu Fan thought idly, when he saw Chen Jingshen's hand playing the game suddenly stop and turn his head towards him.

He froze and subconsciously looked up and said, "What are you doing? To be eaten ......"

Chen Jingshen raised his hand, the hair on his forehead was suddenly lifted back, Yu Fan's heart jumped heavily, and he abruptly lost his voice.

Yu Fan's entire face was rarely exposed to the air, white and clean, with a somewhat dazed expression.

Yu Fan's hair is very dark, dense and soft, and nice to touch.

Chen Jingshen's fingers were deep in his hair, with no intention of moving away.

Yu Fan slightly back to God, thought to myself, again, right, and fucking touch my head, right, I do not beat you today is not the next time you dare ...... Yu Fan raised his eyes to scold, and then suddenly quenched the fire when he met Chen Jingshen's eyes.

Chen Jingshen's eyelids were thin, his eyes slightly raised, and his slightly downcast eyes held a measure of scrutiny and scrutiny that was usually rare, as if he was imagining what he would look like with a haircut.

After a few seconds, his gaze snaked downward, sweeping over the two moles on Yu Fan's right cheek, then the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose, and down-

A hot, dull wind whipped past between them.

Yu Fan hated being sized up. But at this moment, he was stiff and motionless, his heart beating fast for no reason, and even his breathing became much more sedate and slow.

Chen Jingshen raised his eyes and swept them over the boy's slightly pink ears.

People who are usually open and fierce will turn good at the slightest tug.

"Don't cut it."

With imperceptible control, his fingers scratched in Yu Fan's hair before rubbing it away. Chen Jingshen said faintly, "I like this."