Pretend to like for 30 days!

The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on and off, Jiang Zhao leaned against the door of the dormitory, still holding the handful of dehydrated and withered white roses in his hand.

Today is really fucking embarrassing, he covered his face and sighed in pain, recalling his performance in the dressing room just now, he wished he could slap himself to death.

The start was so bad, what should I do in the next 29 days.Jiang Zhao squatted down along the door panel, feeling melancholy.

There was a muffled vibrating sound from inside the jacket. It was estimated that the next day's task would be updated. He frowned and fumbled for a long time before taking out the phone.

It was an anonymous text message with a few words written on it: "Be at the same table with Ji Chen."

Tomorrow, do you want to continue chasing Ji Chen with the cheek and be at the same table with him?

Jiang Zhao's face turned green after finishing the task, as if he had predicted that the next month would be very shameful and embarrassing.

He clenched the bouquet tightly in his hand and walked quickly to the red trash can in the corner, threw the bouquet of roses into it vigorously, pointed at the trash can and said viciously: "Tell you Ji Chen, in a month's time, we'd better pretend No one knows anyone!"

After all, Jiang Zhao went back to the dormitory angrily, and slammed the door back into the door frame vigorously when closing the door.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were shaken left and right twice by this force, and at the stairs not far away, Ji Chen was going upstairs with his bag on his back.

In the evening, I ate supper with some teachers and classmates who were in charge of organizing the welcome party, Ji Chen was completely out of shape, and asked to come back to rest after eating a few mouthfuls.

He walked slowly to the door of the dormitory with his schoolbag on one shoulder, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a striking red trash can not far away, with a bunch of white roses in it.

Seeing the white rose, I remembered that little idiot I met in the dressing room tonight, Jiang Zhao.

Ji Chen narrowed his eyes. To be honest, he didn't think Jiang Zhao was gay at all, let alone the person he likes.

Since someone in the family has come out of the closet, he has more or less understanding of this group, and usually does not look at people with colored glasses.

But if this kind of thing happened to him, a straight man, it would change a bit. Look at the adjectives Jiang Zhao said today, such as pure, elegant, intellectual, lady... Thinking of this, Ji Chen's face became ugly.

Using these words to confess to him, are you sure you didn't mean to scare him?

Ji Chen's expression was hidden in the shadows, he passed the trash can, and smiled coldly at the bouquet of roses.

"Little idiot, if you see me in the future, you'd better take a detour."

"Didn't you find out today? Jiang Zhao, the transfer student in our class, actually attended the class. He has been transferred for more than a week. This is the first day of class."

During recess, Ji Chen went to the school supermarket to buy water, accompanied by two or three classmates, and on the way back to the classroom, someone suddenly mentioned Jiang Zhao.

This sentence floated into Ji Chen's ears, he paused while drinking water, but didn't answer.

"Indeed, when was he not hiding behind the bookend on the table to sleep in class before, today I saw him listening to the first few classes intently and taking notes."

"However, I heard that he only scored more than 300 points in the six subjects of the entrance examination, even if he worked hard for a whole year in the third year of high school, he would fail."

The boy beside him leaned forward and shoved Ji Chen's shoulder, jokingly said, "Why don't we let our university bully comment, do you think this kid has a future?"

Ji Chen put the bottle cap on the mouth of the bottle, tightened it slowly, and sneered: "You have more than 100 points more than him, I think you still have a future."

A few people were chatting, joking and chatting as they walked back to the classroom. Ji Chen leaned against the door frame of the back door of the class, his eyes swept across the students in the class, and finally locked his eyes on Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao was lying on his stomach in front of a pile of books at the moment, sleeping soundly with his school uniform jacket on his pillow. Under the pure white school uniform shirt, a raised butterfly bone shape could be faintly seen.The deskmate was putting his hand on his arm and trying to wake him up.

"Wake up, class is about to start." Jiang Zhao's deskmate is named Xie Yu, the male monitor of class five, and is usually very enthusiastic about his classmates. "Student Jiang Zhao, you sleep every class. How sleepy are you?"

Jiang Zhao slowly moved twice, sat up rubbing his sleepy eyes, and let out a big huff: "I stayed up late last night, so I was very sleepy."

"What did you do last night?"

"last night……"

Almost slipping the tongue, Jiang Zhao regained consciousness, showing a nice but distant smile: "Last night was simply insomnia."

In fact, he spent the whole night last night repeatedly searching on his mobile phone how to deal with a boy like Ji Chen.Pretending to be gay is not terrible, but half of it is the scariest thing, so it is particularly important to learn relevant knowledge and arm yourself.

"Oh." Xie Yu nodded, really believing Jiang Zhao's words.

Jiang Zhao put away his textbooks, as if suddenly thinking of something, he approached Xie Yu to inquire: "Well, aren't you the class monitor? Do you know why Ji Chen is sitting by the back door alone? Does he not like having a deskmate? ?”

Xie Yu turned around and took a look at Jichen's seat, then shook his head: "No, because he is often called by the school to participate in various activities, so it is more convenient to sit there. The reason why he didn't sit at the same table may be because he was with him. The grades of several girls at the same table have dropped, so the head teacher no longer assigns him the same table."

"Oh..." As expected of being the No. [-] actor in an idol drama, he is really lucky, Jiang Zhao curled his lips, feeling a little envious in his heart.

Anyway, being Ji Chen's deskmate is still interesting, he temporarily put his mind at ease, put his school uniform coat on the table and continued to catch up on sleep.

It's not even halfway through today, so let's procrastinate on seat adjustments.

However, he didn't look at Ji Chen all morning, but Ji Chen looked at him every now and then.

In the next few classes, he was really listening to the class seriously, with his thin waist straightened.

What the hell is this little idiot doing there?Jiang Zhao's abnormality aroused Ji Chen's curiosity.

In fact, he was wrong. Jiang Zhao really wasn't acting as a monster. He was already thinking about how to find a way out for his miserable male partner in a month.

After giving up liking Ji Chen, Jiang Zhao is a high school senior who is not bound by the plot and can develop freely. The first goal must be the college entrance examination.So he planned to work hard during this time, keep up with the progress of the school lectures, say goodbye to Ji Chen, and happily join the army of the college entrance examination.

Jiang Zhao's grades in school were pretty good before he started the show, and it's only a matter of time before he gets his grades up by relying on his knowledge reserve. What is most needed at the moment is to enter the state of learning as soon as possible.

So, with the mood of studying hard, Jiang Zhao spent a fulfilling morning without Ji Chen, although sometimes he couldn't understand the class, and he stumbled in his homework.

Ji Chen's curiosity about Jiang Zhao came and went quickly, and he forgot about the suitor in a blink of an eye after having a meal at noon.

Two o'clock in the afternoon is the time to enter the class. Ji Chen opened the back door and saw Jiang Zhao who was tidying up the desk. He was standing next to Ji Chen. There were a stack of exercise books and textbook.

"What's the situation?" Ji Chen looked him up and down with sharp eyes, "Why are you sitting here?"

The two teenagers stood at the back door of the class and looked at each other. The embarrassing memories of last night resurfaced in their minds again, and the expressions on both sides were a little uncomfortable for a while.

Jiang Zhao moved the desk about [-] centimeters away from Ji Chen's desk, and tried to put on a shy expression: "I have formed a support group with you, and I will ask the teacher to apply at noon today. Move your seat here."

Help group?

Ji Chen, as a native of the school from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, has never heard of the support group.

"What support group? Why didn't I know about this." Ji Chen stared at his red face, narrowed his eyes suspiciously, stretched out his hand and patted the back of the front desk twice, "Liu Yi, there is such a thing ?"

The front desk turned his head and said "ah": "The school did have this competition recently. The top students beat the poor students. If they win the prize, they can be praised by the whole school. But you were not there when the class meeting talked about it. There is no group left for you two, so the teacher arranged it like this."

Ji Chen doesn't believe this, it must be this little gay guy who took the initiative to apply for the seat to be moved over, he pulled the chair and sat down, sneered and warned in a low voice: "Little idiot, don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind .”

What an idiot you are!

Due to the original character design, Jiang Zhao couldn't refute, so he raised three fingers together to promise: "When I'm at the same table with you, I promise not to give you any wrong ideas. I must study hard with Xueba and make progress every day!"

"Really?" The more he said that, the more Ji Chen didn't believe it.

He fiddled with the pen in his hand, and couldn't help but recall Jiang Zhao's unreasonable actions in the morning. After thinking about it for a while, a certain guess in his heart surfaced and gradually took shape.

Could it be that this guy deliberately made such an appearance of serious study just to be at the same table with him?

Dare to feel that this person became more and more frustrated after being rejected, and wanted to break him up after getting along day and night?

That must be the case. Looking at the expression of the little idiot, I thought that my carefulness had not been discovered.Ji Chen lazily leaned on the back of the chair, and suddenly he felt blessed, thinking of an excellent opportunity to drive Jiang Zhao away.

"Don't you want to study hard? If you didn't make any progress in the monthly exam this time, if you tell the head teacher to change seats, you'll go back where you came from."

Just based on Jiang Zhaona's entrance examination results, at best, he is in the bottom ten of his grade, so don't even think about his recent big progress.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhao didn't look timid, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, okay, it's a deal."

Did the little idiot really agree?Ji Chen narrowed his eyes, feeling a little suspicious of his previous guess.

The two teenagers stopped talking, and each started to attend the class with their own ulterior motives. In line with the principle of "students at the same table, if you don't learn the scriptures, you don't get it", Jiang Zhao listened carefully in class, and occasionally sneaked a few glances at Ji Chen.

After an afternoon of observation, he found that 90.00% of the reasons for Ji Chen's good academic performance are that he seized the time in class, and basically all questions would be resolved before the bell rang, which led to his surprisingly efficient study High, homework is done faster than the average person.

This ability to learn is enviable!

During the evening self-study, Ji Chen did two homework in one class, Jiang Zhao beside him couldn't help it, silently took out a stack of unused post-it notes, quickly wrote a note and threw it over.

Ji Chen raised his eyebrows, identifying the crooked characters on the note.

"Qing, I'm going to stab you soon..." He lowered his voice and threw the note back, "Can people read your words? What are you writing?"

Jiang Zhao was silent for a few seconds, then leaned sideways to Ji Chen's ear and said, "What I wrote is, please teach me to do math problems quickly!"

Quick math problem?Ji Chen sneered, "You should ensure the accuracy first."

"My correct rate is obviously quite high." Seeing Ji Chen's face as if I believe you are a ghost, Jiang Zhao was not convinced, and pointed to the chemistry paper he was doing, "Believe it or not, you have this chemistry subject in your hand." , I’m starting to do it now, it’s definitely faster and better than yours.”

Ji Chen turned the test paper to the back and glanced at it roughly, then said with a sneer, "Dream."

"If you don't believe me, just compare."

Jiang Zhao's rebellious energy was completely aroused by Ji Chen. He found the exact same chemistry problem as Ji Chen's from the scattered homework, and gritted his teeth: "Wait until you lose!"

Ji Chen originally didn't want to play this kind of boring and clear-cut small game with Jiang Zhao, but seeing that he did a 2-minute multiple-choice question, he was almost catching up with his own progress, and he became serious now.

The nib of the pen rubbed against the smooth and flat paper and made a rustling sound. Until the end of the evening self-study, the two of them still hadn't decided the winner.

Many people in the classroom went back to the dormitory in groups of threes and twos, the noise gradually subsided, and only the two of them in the last row were writing furiously.

Jiang Zhao had one last experiment question left to write. He thought about the fill-in-the-blank question, but he couldn't figure it out. He turned his head and took a sneak peek. Ji Chen had written the last question.

Hmph, if he can't do it, he has other methods. He quietly took out his mobile phone from the schoolbag in the desk bucket, and clicked on the input field of a certain search engine.

The next second, a shadow suddenly enveloped the top of his head, Ji Chen snatched his mobile phone, twirled it beautifully in his hand, and teased: "Why, don't you know that the school doesn't allow you to bring mobile phones?"

"Give it back to me!" Jiang Zhao's complexion changed, and his ears were quickly dyed pink, "Don't tell me you didn't steal your phone!"

"I did bring it." Ji Chen blinked at him, "Why are you nervous, are you searching for questions on your phone..."

"I haven't searched yet! You won tonight, and you wrote the questions the fastest. Hurry up and return my phone." Jiang Zhao was anxious.

"Let me check and check." Taking advantage of his height, Ji Chen held up Jiang Zhao's mobile phone, and clicked on the search record.

"How to make the bully male god in the class fall in love with me."

"How to build a good impression in front of the same table."

"Reveal the secret! The two or three things that my deskmate did to me in those years!"

Late-night search records are displayed in the search engine entry box.

Ji Chen: "..."

He squinted his eyes, and there was a sneer that seemed to be absent from the corner of his mouth, "That's right, the school bully male god fell in love with me?"