"Another day for world peace."
He Tianran, who was sitting in the middle of the first row of the classroom, looked at the teacher writing furiously in front of the blackboard and felt distracted.
"I should have been sitting in the last row, or even if I was unlucky, I should have had a window seat, just like the male protagonist in the anime, holding his chin and thinking about life."
The pen in his hand twirled around his fingertips for half a circle, and then fell to the ground. The girl at the same table gave him a disgusted look. Although this action was very subtle, he was still sensitive enough to catch it.
"I can't even turn my pen well. It's really a failure. It's better not to influence others."
The shame welling up in his heart made He Tianran quickly pick up the pen, then buried his head and focused his eyes on the textbook.
"I really want to die. If I were to encounter the rebirth in the novel, would I have a different life?"
He Tianran, who was thinking wildly and wildly, thought silently, but was quickly denied by him.
"So what if I am reborn? Maybe I could have been more prosperous in elementary school? After all, if I had good grades at that time, I would still be able to attract others' attention. There are too many weirdos in middle school and high school, and my experience alone is not enough..."
"And why do some people think that after being reborn, they will definitely succeed by relying on the experience of two lives? It is the same for people like me! People who can be successful must have their own areas of expertise and good personality. Regardless of his knowledge or appearance, unlike me, he is good at playing games."
"By the way, maybe people like me are the majority. After all, not everyone is a cash depositer. Thinking about it this way, I'm not too bad."
Thinking of this, He Tianran looked at the window seat on the left hand side behind him. There was a beautiful girl sitting there. At this time, the setting sun shone in from the window and fell on her face. The girl was lying on the table, with her hands on the delicate He lowered his chin and tilted his head to look out the window, possibly thinking about something.
Perhaps feeling the boy's gaze, the girl turned her head, only to find that the gaze suddenly disappeared.
"Oh no, no, no, it's terrible if we meet her eyes. I don't want to be ridiculed that I have a crush on her. If it's revealed, I'll really die!"
"Dong~"
In his line of sight, a finger gently moved the desk. He Tianran looked over and found that his deskmate Ye Jiaqi was looking at him teasingly. She said in a weak voice that only the two of them could hear:
"I know you like Cao Aiqing."
"ei..."
He Tianran opened his mouth slightly, then hurriedly grabbed a pen and wrote in the blank space of the textbook:
"Don't talk nonsense, it will have a bad influence!!"
Ye Jiaqi took a look and wrote a line in her textbook:
"Isn't it bad to only influence you? But what can you influence?"
Seeing this somewhat twisted line of text, He Tianran seemed to feel two big hands rubbing his face repeatedly, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.
"No. 17, who is No. 17?"
At this time, the teacher's roll call saved He Tianran's life, but after a while, still no student stood up.
"On the 17th, if you don't get up to answer questions, don't blame me for taking your class's roster."
The middle-aged male teacher glanced around condescendingly, and finally heard a boy in the last row reply:
"Teacher, it's Wen Liang on the 17th. She is an art student. She asked for leave from school last Tuesday to attend an acting training class."
"Hey, Lao Xue, you know very well. Are you trying to make ends meet?"
"Go away, uncle!"
"Report to the teacher, Xue Yong used foul language!"
A burst of laughter erupted in the classroom. The boy named Xue Yong did not have stage fright, but just shook his head in disapproval.
Among the boys in Grade 2 of Gangcheng Middle School, there are two girls whose names are bound to be teased whenever their names are mentioned. One is Cao Aiqing, and the other is Wen Liang.
There is no way, young Mu Ai, two college beauties are in the same class. The restlessness of adolescence and the ignorance of youth make it difficult for these children not to think about love, and apart from this, there is no other direction in their minds. .
If we insist on talking about friendship, it's not impossible, but we want to talk about friendship with these two beauties?
I don’t know what the girl was thinking, but in the minds of inexperienced boys like He Tianran, they were undoubtedly fooling around.
"Okay, I got it, everyone, please be quiet, then it's the 27th."
The middle-aged teacher smiled without losing his temper and casually nodded to the next person.
He Tianran was initially relaxed after the scene just now, but when he heard his student number, he immediately stood up nervously.
"Come to Tianran, solve this problem, and then tell everyone your ideas."
There is a math problem on the blackboard, which says:
"In the parallel rectangular coordinate system, it is known that the ratio of the distances from the moving point P to the fixed points M (8, 0), N (2, 0) is 2. Find the trajectory equation C of the moving point P. If the straight line..."
This question is not difficult for He Tianran. In fact, he is very good at mathematics, but when he thinks of the eyes of his classmates behind him, he feels a little uncomfortable.
"Will Cao Aiqing look at me?"
When he thought that his goddess might be paying attention to him at the moment, He Tianran, who had just received the chalk, trembled when he stepped onto the podium. This seemingly introverted move caused another suppressed laughter.
"Our natural brother is really natural."
"What's natural? Is it naturally cute?"
"No, naturally stupid, hahahahaha..."
No matter how much the whispers in the audience were suppressed, He Tianran still heard it very harshly. The teacher on the stage cast a look, and the classroom fell silent for an instant.
The young man took a deep breath, quickly solved the problem, and then walked back to his seat with his head buried.
"Huh? Of course, how do you go down? What you did is right. Tell me your thoughts."
He Tianran said nothing, and the male classmates in the back row cheered:
"Teacher Zhao, our natural brother usually doesn't bother to talk to us about topics."
"Oh, Li Bin, what you said is wrong. Brother Tianran is called introverted. He is not like the two-skinned and heartless like us."
Teacher Zhao on the stage was angry. A piece of chalk traced a trajectory and was accurately thrown at the head of the boy who was booing.
"Xue Yong, Li Bin, you two, get out."
"Okay!"
The two of them left their seats directly, put their hands in their pockets, and walked out of the classroom from the back door without looking back.
The classroom returned to normal again, and it seemed that the teacher was on He Tianran's side, but only the person involved knew that this situation was really something he didn't want to see.
"It's over. Xue Yong and Li Bin will definitely dislike me again. I'm not afraid of fighting. It's just about being beaten. The main thing is that they will definitely make fun of me again when we get along with each other in the future."
The young man who concluded that he had a slight social fear had already envisioned what would happen in the future. A feeling of powerlessness came to his heart and he buried his head lower.
Until the end of school, he spent time in anxiety.
Today is another day of world peace.
