Lao Lin was so angry that his brain was buzzing: "..."

He said so much in one breath, thinking of the wounds that occasionally popped up on Yuan Yun's body - or the blue lump smashed by the chair, or the bruise on the ear, he felt uncomfortable. He can understand the feeling of Lao Lin and some teachers in the school avoiding it and treating Yuan Yun as a plague. After all, domestic violence - the school cannot mediate.

Yuan Yun ran away when he was a child and was arrested again. He didn't care about family affairs and the situation, and only focused on mediation. Then what can he do? He can only make his fists hard, so hard that his whole body is full of sharp edges like thorns. No one dares to get close, and he will be cut as soon as he gets close.

"I don't want to change seats, Mr. Lin, can I change back?" Rong Wanqiang suppressed the astringency in his heart and asked again.

When Lao Lin saw him going around and around for a long time, he was still out of breath for this.

"You are determined to change your mind, right?"

Rong Wan said firmly: "Yes."

"..." Lao Lin said, "Then how do I explain to your father?"

"No need to explain." Rong Wan softened his tone a bit and said, "Well, Mr. Lin, if I can get into the top 100 in the mid-term exam, it will prove that I really won't hinder my future by sitting there."

"One hundred? Your kid is really big enough!" Lao Lin didn't believe it at all. At the end of last semester, Jing Yizhi's grades were only over 700 in grades, and there were a total of 1,000 students in grades. His grades were in the middle and lower reaches. Now there are still more than two months before the mid-term exam, how can it be possible in just over two months Inside, more than 600 people have improved, do you really think that you are talented?

Rong Wan said: "It's not that you made this bet with me, can it still make me motivated? Anyway, it's only more than two months, and the midterm exam will see the results."

Lao Lin stared at him for a long time, his brain hurt so bad, where did this kid Jing Yizhi come from to be docile and polite? This kind of talk is even more ridiculous than him! In the end, the temple was really painful, and Lao Lin waved to him: "Go back."

"That seat...?"

Lao Lin said angrily, "As you like! But if you don't make the top 100 in your grade in the mid-term exam, you're going to change me to the middle!"

Rong Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and after thanking Lao Lin, he left the office.

But as soon as he opened the door of the office, he saw a familiar figure, holding a trash can and a broom for cleaning the corridor, standing there, looking at him.

Rong Wan suddenly remembered that Yuan Yun was on the third shift today to clean up, no wonder he didn't see him in the classroom.

I don't know if it was because the morning sun had just risen and fell on Yuan Yun's face, the indifference and sharpness of his whole body were much less, replaced by the dark eyes... at a loss.

He stared blankly at Rong Wan, pursed his lips, and his lips were a little white.

Chapter 42

After Rong Wan solved the matter of the seat, he was refreshed and happily returned to the classroom, asking Liao Yu to help, and struttingly moved his desk and chair back to the original position.

The penultimate row, the second by the window.

Lao Lin asked someone to remove his seat, and he moved it quite well. He also moved the basketball under his desk and the several youth magazines that were stacked there.

After Rong Wan moved back, he also brought back Jing Yizhi's gadgets.

The classmates around looked at him in surprise: "Why, don't you change seats again?"

Satisfied, Rong Wan sat down on the table carelessly, patted his seat, and said, "I don't want to change, this position is right in the right place and the right place. I have a hunch that the mid-term exam will help me get into the top 100 in my grade. Don't rob me."

Everyone laughed and dispersed: "Who is robbing you?! We're afraid we won't die fast enough?"

The whole grade, the third class, Yuan Yun, with a loud name, I am afraid that this person, Jing Yizhi, is not afraid of the sky, dare to sit here!

I hadn't seen Yuan Yun for a day, and after Rong Wan was a little awkward, he moved his seat and dismissed the students around him, then sat down and started writing the question.

After a while, Yuan Yun finished taking out the garbage and came back after washing his hands.

He came in through the back door, and the classmates near the back door wished they could shove their heads into the table, for fear that they might provoke him - in fact, Yuan Yun had never hit anyone in the class, even his one-to-six thing, the third class Not many people have seen it with their own eyes, but don't know why, he is like a sharp blade, making people feel uncomfortable for no reason and just want to avoid it.

As Rong Wan was writing the title, he felt that there was someone standing beside him.

Yuan Yun stood on the side and looked at him blankly, his dark hair was slightly wet, and the skin on his neck exuded heat.

That means, motioned for him to get out of the way and to go in.

——Didn't you step in from the empty table in the back? Are you going to start using my automatic sensor to open and close the door again? Rong Wan felt angry and funny, but finally brought the table and chair back. He was in a good mood, so he stepped aside generously, and waited for Yuan Yun to enter before taking his seat.

It suddenly occurred to me that since Yuan Yun came earlier than him, he should have witnessed the passing by, but he didn't know whether he heard the conversation between him and Lao Lin outside the office. Looking at Yuan Yun's expressionless face, he couldn't tell what was going on in his mind.

Rong Wan couldn't help but said, "I just want to sit here, don't you mind?"

Yuan Yun flipped through the book, her dark eyebrows drooping, and she didn't respond.

"Do you mind?" Rong Wan didn't give up, dragged his tone, and repeated the question.

Yuan Yun pinched the page of the book, fell silent, and made a slightly low and muffled nasal voice: "Well."

A second before he finished, he was still full of disappointment, thinking that the second volume did not write about Yuan Yun's throat or tongue injury, but he could speak. Occasionally the teacher would call him up to answer questions, and he would also give a short answer, how come? It's been almost a week since you've been here, why don't you say a word to yourself? I've been chirping all day long, and it feels like I'm singing a clarinet—wait, eh? Is he huh? ! okokokok? ? ?

Mmmm!

Rong Wan's face suddenly brightened, as if he had reached the cabbage, he was elated, and rambled to Yuan Yun: "I took a day off yesterday, do you know what homework I haven't done yet? By the way, my grandfather is sick and hospitalized. , so I only asked for leave yesterday, the whole family was in the hospital for a whole day, and the smell of disinfectant was still on my body-"