the sky is sugar

Chapter 6

He Yancheng transferred to another school in the second and half semester of senior high school. On the day he transferred to Class [-] and [-] of senior high school, Jiang Shan happened to ask for leave because of a cold.

But at that time he was still called Jiang Lin, and he changed the name Jiang Shan later.

He Yancheng looked at the messy patterns drawn on the table at the same table, as well as the randomly placed books and the table bucket stuffed with a pile of garbage and snacks, his face became darker the more he looked at it.

He Yancheng is obsessed with cleanliness, so he felt a bit of dislike for this tablemate who hadn't met yet.Why is it a coincidence that he wants to be at the same table with a person who doesn't pay attention to hygiene.

He glanced irritably at the name tag on the lower left corner of the table: Jiang Lin.

cut.

On the first day of transferring to another school, He Yancheng had to be watched and discussed by all kinds of boring girls all day except after class, just thinking about what such a scruffy deskmate should look like.

He is probably unkempt, short, fat and ugly, his clothes are full of potato chip scum, his body smells like all kinds of snacks, and most of them have tooth decay, and his mouth is also the kind that can suffocate people to death, and his studies are probably average. will sit in the last row.

But when He Yancheng really saw Jiang Lin the next day, he couldn't say a word that he planned to make fun of him.

Because Jiang Lin is not only not short or fat, but also thin, tall and fair-skinned, not only not ugly but also handsome.The clothes are clean and tasteless, and there is neither smell nor tooth decay when talking.

The only guess is that Jiang Lin's study is indeed not good, but it is very stable.

No one can shake his bottom one position in the class.

"Damn! Zhao Qi's grandson is doing such a fucking wicked thing again!" Jiang Lin, wearing a blue and white school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, stood in the aisle and glanced at the horrific table and cursed in a low voice.

He Yancheng raised his eyebrows, propped his head on the table with one hand and looked at him.

In my heart, I felt that this deskmate was completely different from what I had imagined.

Jiang Lin noticed He Yancheng's gaze, smiled at him and showed his white teeth, and said, "It's like this when I'm not around, all the garbage is stuffed into my desk bucket, doodles are drawn on my desk, and books are taken casually Just throw it back."

He Yancheng was stunned after hearing his words, as if he didn't expect that Jiang Lin's table was so messy that someone else made it.

He remembered that he thought of Jiang Lin like that yesterday, and asked awkwardly, "Aren't you angry?"

He Yancheng couldn't help thinking in his heart, if someone dared to do this to him, he would be sorry for his surname if he didn't beat that person and push him to the ground to kiss the floor.

"I'm used to it." Jiang Lin quickly cleaned up the table. He put the books neatly, put the schoolbag in the table stand, and finally sat down.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Lin, your deskmate." Jiang Lin stretched out a hand towards He Yancheng.

"He Yancheng." He held Jiang Lin's hand.

He Yancheng was a little surprised, Jiang Lin's hands were very warm, but his hands were always cold.

The morning sun shone into the classroom, and both of them seemed to be covered with a layer of light. The bell for class rang quickly, and the two smiled at each other, retracted their hands and sat down.

In the middle of the English class, the young female teacher asked a classmate to stand up and read a letter from the textbook, she looked around, and finally her gaze was fixed on the head with natural dark brown hair: "Jiang Lin, you come and read. "

Jiang Lin stood up slowly holding the textbook, looking at the content of the English letter, there were few words he knew.

"Read it aloud to everyone." The female teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and looked at Jiang Lin expressionlessly with her hands on the podium.

"Teacher...I..." Jiang Lin looked at the podium in embarrassment.

Holding the book, he hesitated for a while, "I won't." Jiang Lin said.

"Go out." The English teacher gave him an annoyed look, and then asked the other students to get up and read that paragraph.

Jiang Lin got used to going out and standing outside the classroom leaning against the wall.

He Yancheng didn't expect that he couldn't even read such a simple paragraph, and he was sent to stand as a punishment.

I think he congratulated young master to go to school, but he has never been kicked out by the teacher and punished to stand. After all, he is the one who can take the first place in the exam with a little hard work.

After a while, the teacher started asking questions again, and a girl was punished to stand for not answering.

He Yancheng looked at the boys and girls standing outside the window, he didn't know what they were talking about, but saw the girl smiled and slapped Jiang Lin's arm, Jiang Lin smiled and avoided.

"Boring." He Yancheng gave the two of them a blank look.

He didn't like to play with girls since he was a child, and he couldn't get along with them. Whether they were good-looking or not, or gentle, vulgar, serious and contrived, no matter what kind, he hated them.

Nothing but annoying.

Because his parents were too busy with business, and his grandparents passed away early, He Yancheng had no one to accompany him since he was a child. The rich second generations smoke and fight with each other all day long.

So he kept changing schools all the time.

He had already transferred to almost all the famous aristocratic schools, but in the end, he had no choice but to think that there were too many acquaintances in the famous schools, so he transferred him to this ordinary school that was said to have good teaching quality to attend high school.

He Yancheng's father rented a house for him off-campus and took a nanny. The community is only three to five minutes' walk from the school, and the environment is good in all aspects.

But it's a bit far from the city center, and it takes an hour to drive there, which makes Young Master He very upset.

A class was over soon, and He Yancheng almost fell asleep listening to it.

Jiang Lin returned to his seat in the classroom. As soon as he sat down, the stool was kicked from behind. He leaned forward suddenly and almost knocked his head on the table.

He Yancheng turned his head to look at Jiang Lin, and found that he ignored that person with a blank face, pulled up the stool and sat down, as if nothing had happened.

He was shocked by this wave of operations.

At this time, a boy's voice came from behind the two of them, and the tone sounded very flat: "Hey! Jiang Lin! You've been so damn good!"

Jiang Lin didn't look back, but He Yancheng did.

"What are you looking at!" The boy shouted at He Yancheng in a very arrogant tone.

"Zhao Qi!" Jiang Lin stood up from his seat, "You can do it."

He Yancheng still didn't move in his seat, he glanced at Jiang Lin, then at the boy named Zhao Qi with his hands in his trouser pockets, snorted coldly with disdain, turned around and lay down on the table, intending to sleep for a while.

Zhao Qi gave a "cut" to He Yancheng's back, then went over and grabbed Jiang Lin's school uniform by the collar of his short sleeves, and spit in his face: "I'm giving you a face, right? Dare to control me?" Is it? Do you want my brother to look for your stinky stall father again!"

Jiang Lin's face darkened, his fists were tightly clenched, and he said coldly, "What do you want!"

"It's very simple." Zhao Qi grabbed the half bottle of drink in the hand of the little follower standing behind him and handed it to Jiang Lin, pointing to He Yancheng who was lying on the table with his chin, "For this cool new classmate Wash your hair."

Jiang Lin squeezed the drink bottle vigorously, staring at He Yancheng's short black short hair for a long time, his heart skipped a beat.