Chapter 4

The forty minute class meeting ended very quickly.

When the bell rang, signalling the end of class, Zhuang Fangqin ignored the harsh sounds and continued, "I will readjust the seating over the next two days. Students who have thoughts or opinions about the seating can come and talk to me in private in my office. As for the class representatives, we will continue as before…."

A figure stopped at the door of the classroom.

Zhuang Fangqin turned her head and saw Hu Pang there. They both came to a mutual understanding.

"Okay, let's adjourn this meeting now. I'll get each of the subject representatives to get up and collect the winter vacation homework."

As soon as the word 'adjourn' was spoken, Yu Fan's head immediately fell —— "Yu Fan, I have something I want to talk to you about." Zhuang Fangqin's voice coldly sounded, "Go to my office and wait. I'll come over after having a talk with Director Hu."

"..." Because it wasn't long after the class meeting ended, the teachers office was still empty.

Zhuang Fangqin's desk had a large stack of books on one side and the other side contained her computer and teaching materials. There was only a small space in the centre of the desk that could be used.

A cool breeze blew in through the window. It was very comfortable.

Yu Fan stared at the empty space for a while before laying down on the desk and falling asleep.

... "Are you getting used to the new class?"

"En."

"The normal classes progress at a slower rate than class one. You need to keep doing practice papers, don't be affected by this."

"En."

"Your mother is also very concerned about this matter. She specially called me this morning and I told her that this class reorganisation is only a temporary countermeasure. Once everything settles down, the school will do something about it."

Yu Fan kept his eyes closed for a long time but he didn't hear the usual low 'en'.

He raised his head from his arms and looked over the stack of books with displeasure.

When he saw the person standing there, Yu Fan narrowed his eyes.

Really can't get rid of him.

Chen Jingshen stood silently before the desk, listening to his former homeroom teacher speak.

Yu Fan didn't make much movement and because he was about three desks away with a partition blocking him, the people there didn't notice his presence.

"But your mother is still concerned. She wants me to help you transfer to a better class. After all, the one you are currently is….."

"No need." He finally spoke.

His former homeroom teacher paused, "But your mother…."

"They're all normal classes. Makes no difference."

The boy's tone was cold. He continued to look down at the floor.

Yu Fan rested his chin in his hand and lazily watched the show.

"You just transferred to that class so you might not be aware," The former homeroom teacher for class one hesitated for a moment, "but although they are a normal class, class seven's atmosphere….it's worse than the others. Their average score is usually the lowest amongst the classes and they are also last place for discipline. There are even several well known troublesome students in that class ——- One is called Yu Fan. You might already know about him, he often reads his self-reflection during the flag raising ceremonies. Your mother's concern isn't unreasonable. She wants the best for you….."

Clatter.

A pen fell onto the ground.

The former homeroom teacher for class one paused. The two turned their heads and looked over.

Yu Fan who had bent down to pick up the pen raised his head and met their eyes.

Seeing him, Chen Jingshen's slightly tensed shoulders immediately relaxed.

He returned to his usual silent self.

The former homeroom teacher for class one still had her mouth open.

Seeing the bandaids on Yu Fan's face and remembering the rumours of Yu Fan hitting a teacher, her heart trembled in fear. It took her a while to find her voice again, "You….."

Yu Fan, "I think what you said was right."

"?"

Before she could react, Yu Fan continued, "I am very scary. It wouldn't be good to scare the top students. It would be a good idea to transfer him to another class."

"Who's scary? Who needs to transfer?" Zhuang Fangqin's voice travelled over from the door. After seeing the situation inside, she yelled, "Yu Fan! Who told you you could sit in my chair? Did I call you here so that you can sleep?

Why don't I build you a bed in the classroom, huh?"

The former homeroom teacher for class one, "....."

Yu Fan, "I didn't sleep."

"Then how do you explain those marks on your face?" Zhuang Fangqin placed the things in her hands on her desk, "Are you going to get up or not?

Should I stand here to talk to you while you sit there?"

Yu Fan clicked his tongue and slowly stood up.

Chen Jingshen retracted his gaze, "Teacher, I don't want to transfer classes, If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

The former homeroom teacher for class one returned to her senses but before she could say anything, the other party had already turned around and left.

Perhaps because she felt awkward, she similarly hurried out the office with lesson plans in her arms about half a minute later.

Only two people were left in the office.

Although Zhuang Fangqin didn't hear everything, she could guess based on what she heard.

"Look at you. Look at how you have ruined our class's image." She picked up her thermos and took a sip, "Now tell me. What happened to your face?"

"I fell."

"You can tell that lie to the director." Zhuang Fangqin asked, "Did you get into a fight again?"

Yu Fan looked out the window and didn't speak.

"How many times have I told you that you are still a student? You shouldn't be spending your time out there fighting and getting into arguments. Can't you do something people your age should be doing?"

The person before her continued to stand there lazily, looking like it didn't concern him.

Zhuang Fangqin was so angry, she took another sip of her hot water, "Also, the director just now told me you were threatening our new classmate outside the school yesterday and even had a knife. What was that about?"

Yu Fan, "If he can be so good at making things up, why isn't he writing books instead?"

"This one." Zhuang Fangqin pointed at the textbooks on the table, "These were written by Director Hu."

"….."

After a long pause, Yu Fan said monotonously, "I didn't threaten him. I picked up that knife."

"You can even pick up knives from the road?" Zhuang Fangqin looked at his pocket, "Where is it?"

"At home. Going to use it to cut vegetables."

"..." Zhuang Fangqin stared at him for a while before letting out a sigh of relief.

After taking care of this class for so long, she had learnt a little about all the students. With Yu Fan in particular, based on his tone and expression, it looks like he really didn't do anything.

But judging from the situation during the flag raising ceremony this morning, it looks like he didn't like that new classmate of his all that much.

"I'll believe in you." Her expression remained unchanged, "With the new semester starting, do you have any study plans?"

"Memorise the nine times table."

"Continue like this and I might end up hospitalised from anger." Zhuang Fangqin rolled her eyes at him. She then opened her drawer and took out a brand new textbook, "I specially went to the bookstore to find this for you.

The contents are simple and straightforward. Go back and read it. You can come and find me in the office if there's anything you don't know."

Yu Fan stared at the cover of the textbook for a while. He swallowed back the words 'don't waste money': "Oh."

Before leaving, Zhuang Fangqin called out to him again.

"Also," Zhuang Fangqin mulled over her words, "The transfer students are good students with excellent grades. You should use them as a role model and try not to get into any conflict with them….."

"Don't worry," Yu Fan didn't even look back, "I am allergic to top students.

If he gets a centimetre closer to me, I will move a metre away. I will do my best to create a nice and friendly environment for our new classmates."

-The first class for this semester was physical education class. Yu Fan directly skipped it.

The bathroom on the first floor of the laboratory building was filled with smoke. There are usually no teachers here and Fat Tiger who often liked to patrol around is currently in a meeting so there were several boys gathered there, smoking.

"Those idiots from the neighbouring school, they don't dare face us directly and only know to play dirty tricks. We should find a time to go to their school to confront them."

"They're so funny. Of all people, they try to fight against the craziest person in our school….."

"My buddy knocked them down in one blow. They were all left writhing around on the ground." Wang Lu'an looked at the person next to him, "Isn't that right, my friend?"

"Scram."

Yu Fan had brought over a chair from an empty classroom next door and was sitting on it lazily with his legs crossed as he used one hand to control the avatar on his phone and held a cigarette in the other, "Just talk about yourselves, don't involve me."

"Dammit." A boy squatting on the far right was looking at the rankings on his phone, "Why are there transfer students during the second half of our second year? And we even got four in one go. It made my rank fall from 57 to 61!"

Wang Lu'an laughed at him, "It's not much difference. You're still last either way."

"Get lost." That person blew smoke at Wang Lu'an and got up, "School's almost over. Want to play basketball?"

The others extinguished their cigarettes and very proficiently dispersed the smell.

Seeing that the person sitting on the chair wasn't moving, that person asked, "Yu Fan, are you coming?"

"No, playing my game."

Wang Lu'an immediately expressed, "Then I'm not going either."

The others all left.

Yu Fan was leaning back in his chair having a good time killing in his game when he heard tapping noises coming from beside him.

Wang Yu'an had a strange quirk. He liked to listen to the sound of the keyboard when he typed but it was very annoying.

Yu Fan paused his game and turned to look at him, "Are you sending a telegram?"

"I'm chatting." Wang Lu'an said, "Asking people about Chen Jingshen."

"?"

Yu Fan didn't understand, "Why are you asking people about him?"

"Why else?" Wang Lu'an said, "That person is first place! I need to figure out whether or not he is easy to talk to and see if he could help me during the quizzes in the future."

Yu Fan wasn't interested, "Oh."

A moment later, Wang Lu'an lowered his phone and sighed.

The person he was chatting with was a friend who also used to be in class one. Without even stopping to think, the other party told him: Not possible.

They said that this top student was known to be a person of few words and very cold. His appearance and his personality aligned very well. He may help you out with a few questions every now and then but don't even think about anything else. It would be hard to get him to say more than ten sentences.

"Oh right, my friend also told me that Chen Jingshen's family seems to be pretty rich." Wang Lu'an said, "During the parent-teacher meeting last time, Chen Jingshen's mother was quite amazing…..Oh, looks like that wound on the back of your hand is healing quite quickly."

Yu Fan flipped his hand around.

Small wounds like these heal very quickly. By the time he got back home last night, it had already scabbed up.

He stared at the cut for a while and suddenly had an urge to scratch it.

If he pulled off the scab, blood would probably flow out again and then it would fester and become infected.

Just as Yu Fan's fingers got ready to do this, someone suddenly hit his shoulder a few times.

He snapped back to his senses and asked, "You want to die?"

"No, that's not it. You should look outside!" Wang Lu'an whispered, "You really can't talk bad about people behind their backs. Isn't that Chen Jingshen right there?"

Yu Fan subconsciously looked out.

Without even seeing his face, by just seeing his neat and clean green and white winter uniform, Yu Fan could tell who it was.

From their angle, they could only see Chen Jingshen's tall and straight figure.

There was a girl standing in front of him.

Wang Lu'an narrowed his eyes, "Is that Zhang Xianjing next to him?"

There were two major troublemakers in class seven. One was Yu Fan and the other was Zhang Xianjing.

Completely unlike her name, Zhang Xianjing sported permed and dyed hair since first year, smoked and skipped class and would often beat other boys to tears. Because she was attractive, there were quite a few pursuing her in first year but once she made a reputation for herself, most boys would avoid her as much as possible.

What are they doing…." Wang Lu'an muttered.

As soon as he said this, he saw Zhang Xianjing take a step closer to Chen Jingshen. Her beautiful curly hair swayed in the air with her movements.

"Hey, your name is Chen Jingshen, right?" She raised the corners of her lipstick coated lips and smiled, "I like you, let's date?"

Yu Fan's eyelids twitched. He got up, ready to leave.

Wang Lu'an hurriedly stopped him, "Where are you going? You don't want to watch this first?"

"Not interested."

"Come on, let's watch." Wang Lu'an said, "Say, do you think Zhang Xianjing has gone crazy? How could a good student like Chen Jingshen be involved with dating at an early age?!"

Yu Fan recalled the pink love letter and internally commented: You might be wrong this time.