TTCTT Ch70part1

Chapter 70 – School Bully x Academic Bully

Time seems to stand still at this moment. Zhu Chi looked at Song Chenyi and froze.

In the eyes of the other students in the class, the position next to the podium means shame, no fishing, all kinds of troubles, and being stared at by the teacher all the time, and you can’t do any little tricks. But now there is a malicious character, who volunteered to sit next to the podium as soon as he came up.

Zhu Chi looked at Song Chenyi in disbelief, pursed his lips and tried to imagine the picture-

Sitting on the right, Song Chenyi sitting on the left, one left and one right next to the teacher, just like the door.

He doesn’t know how the nervous mood just now suddenly disappeared. If it weren’t for the public, he felt that he almost laughed.

Naturally, the class teacher has never heard such an outrageous request that made his eyeglass almost fall as he asked, “Are you sure?”

Song Chenyi’s eyes were calm: “Of course.”

Where Zhu Chi is, he will accompany him.

He doesn’t want to sit with a person who likes to gossip about Zhu Chi.

Song Chenyi’s request really caught the class teacher off guard.

But, after all, it is the principal who told them to take care of the students, so it is easier to take care of him sitting next to the podium. Besides, this is his initiative, and it is not difficult to agree to it.

So before school, Song Chenyi happily said goodbye to Zhao Dai, and then happily moved to a single table and sat opposite the podium.

The person has a strange psychology.

That is, if the shameful thing is only done by one, then you can’t lift your head.

But if two people do it together, that feeling will disappear in an instant.

Maybe even think it’s cool.

Only the two of them are different from the whole class.

Only the children are sitting next to the podium.

Only the children and the door are standing next to the teacher.

Zhu Chi is not good at finding happy points from small things, and then carefully store them in his heart and lick them for a long time alone.

No matter what purpose Song Chenyi took the initiative to sit at the podium, it is precisely because of his move that Zhu Chi’s situation is many times better than before.

Song Chenyi should not know how grateful he is to him.

When it is organic, he must thank him.

However, if he is a person who doesn’t take the initiative to speak. How long will it take for this opportunity to come?

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When the bell rings after class in the evening self-study, the atmosphere in the class instantly enlivens. Everyone stretches, closes their schoolbags, chats from time to time, and then laughs.

Zhu Chi quietly packed his schoolbag. Although he consciously looked in Song Chenyi’s direction, he didn’t say anything.

He has done this many times in his high school career. He doesn’t have the kind of friend who has packed everything in advance when the bell rings, but has to stay at the door and wait for himself to come out.

It is a very novel thing for him that someone is willing to wait.

He walked home step by step, carrying his schoolbag and stepping on the dark night road under the street lamp, planning in his heart what to review and what exercises to do after going tonight.

Just then, a voice stopped him.

It’s strange that he only knew the owner of this voice today, but Zhu Chi had a subconscious feeling after hearing him call out his name accurately.

Song Chenyi followed him, smiling and singing. He walked over, put his school bag on his shoulder easily, walked up to him, bowed his head slightly and asked in a friendly way, “Let’s go together?”

In the face of this invitation, Zhu Chi didn’t react for a while, and stood in the same place stupidly: “Huh?”

In fact, Zhu Chi used to be a transfer student.

Transferring students means re-integrating into a group, and as a half-way person, it is actually difficult for him to feel involved in the group where everyone has already formed a small group, or to be accepted by anyone.

Everyone has their own friends already, and with their own emotional support, so no one has the energy or need to be his friends.

Besides, he has no idea how to establish contact with them.

He only works hard at his studies alone. When he is in trouble, he doesn’t ask for help. He ponders slowly and dares not take the initiative to talk to anyone. Occasionally, he is also worried that the other party will find him boring and try to shorten the communication time.

But in fact, some things can be said directly like Song Chenyi.

It turns out that there is actually this straightforward solution.

Unlike himself, Song Chenyi thought too much without meaning before the communication started.

However, how can Song Chenyi judge that he must agree to his invitation?

Just like he didn’t dare to take the initiative to greet others or ask for anything, because he judged by other methods that others should not treat him.

Zhu Chi’s brain couldn’t help but analyze the person he met for the first time, and because of this, he didn’t give an answer in time, but just stood there.

Song Chenyi seems to have unfathomable patience with him. He doesn’t talk, and Song Chenyi is not annoyed or embarrassed. He just stands there leisurely, waiting for his reply.

For a moment, Zhu Chi even had a dark idea in his heart, trying to see how much patience Song Chenyi had.

Like a lab worker looking at a mouse.

This idea startled Zhu Chi, who suddenly realized how rude he had just acted, and replied in a hurry before he lost patience with him: “Yes, of course.”

Afraid to make him wait for another second and make Song Chenyi hate him.

Zhu Chi’s bewildered clutching his shorts, questioning himself.

What was he doing?

There are so few people who are willing to talk to him. What should he do if he misses this chance with him?

Fortunately, Song Chenyi found out what Zhu Chi had just thought, but he still accepted him in a good temper when he was late to reply

Today, when Song Chenyi moved his position to the podium, Zhu Chi felt like he was one of the saviors sent to him.

Zhu Chi’s affection for him hardly needs any rational and emotional thinking.

Especially when the head teacher is taking him as an example and urging the whole class, Song Chenyi will look at him with a very cold gaze.

Surprisingly, the head teacher was frightened by the coldness in his eyes, so he would stop quickly.

At that moment, Zhu Chi felt that Song Chenyi was so handsome.

Two people walking side by side, Zhu Chi don’t know how to talk to Song Chenyi at all.

When he walked with Cao Chen before, the two of them were mostly talking the same way.

He must have walked with Song Chenyi, but still he hasn’t changed much.

It’s about twenty minutes’ journey from school to home. There is no wind at night, and the weather is sultry. Zhu Chi doesn’t want to go home soon and take an extra walk with Song Chenyi.

This is the first time he wants to approach someone actively. It’s time.

At this time, a cup of ice-cold milk tea suddenly stuck to Zhu Chi’s face.

A milk tea with less ice with his favorite mango pudding flavor. It’s also looks more luxurious than what Zhao Dai gave to everyone except him this morning.

Zhu Chi blinked and waited for a while, before he held it tightly and asked strangely, “Really?”