Atypical Redemption [Fast Travel]

chapter 31 xueba's double sided tablemates

Chapter 31

Lin Zhi's answer was very forceful, and 01 didn't ask any more questions.

Before the morning reading bell rang, Lin Zhi kept looking at his new deskmate.

He didn't hide his gaze, but during his seven-minute observation, Song Jiazhu didn't turn his head once.

He didn't seem to care about being looked at, nor was he curious why he was being looked at.

Lin Zhi didn't know if Song Jiazhu was very patient, or if Song Jiazhu felt that it was normal for his classmates to observe that he smashed a classmate's women's clothing and followed others yesterday, so he acted indifferent. No matter what the reason was, Lin Zhi could fully feel it. See the indifference shown by Song Jiazhu.

Different from Mingyao's sense of looking down, Song Jiazhu showed a long-standing habit of being observed insipidly, not being curious about others, and refusing to be spied on by others.

His door was closed tightly without a single gap.

Getting closer to his heart was no easier than getting close to Mingyao. Lin Zhi knew that his previous methods were ineffective this time.

Even if he suddenly showed amazing learning ability and surpassed Song Jiazhu to become the first in the grade, Song Jiazhu would not take him seriously, he would only study harder to ensure a better future for himself.

Although he couldn't attract Song Jiazhu's attention in this way, compared with Mingyao, Song Jiazhu was much closer to him on another level. At least he didn't have those bodyguards and servants, and he didn't have class or wealth that could invisibly isolate people.

Since there is an invisible barrier between Song Jiazhu and others, there are only two choices when approaching him, blend in or simply break it.

The former takes a long time without even being seen, while the latter will be faster, even if it will be dealt with more intensely, but it is interesting to think about.

Lin Zhi opened the book in front of him, but instead of looking at it, he looked at the curriculum schedule stuck on the corner of the table.

After entering the senior year of high school, the two physical education classes per week for students in No. 9 Middle School were changed to one, and all music and art courses disappeared. In the second semester of senior high school, this physical education class also had to give way to the main course.

The physical education class of Class 1 of Senior Three is today, the second quarter in the afternoon.

Lin Zhi erected the textbook, and read aloud along with other people's voices, hiding the smile in his eyes, and a little expectation for what will happen next.

Feeling the disappearance of his gaze, Song Jiazhu still silently looked at the textbook in front of him, his expression unchanged.

After reading in the morning, many people lie on the table to catch up on their sleep. Even if the sound is noisy during class, it cannot affect them.

Some people made appointments to go to the bathroom together, and some people discussed topics such as sports or basketball stars in low voices. Lin Zhi looked around and sighed at the pure atmosphere of youth.

He held his head and continued to look at his tablemate.

Song Jiazhu has a beautiful skin, like an ink painting from the past, shrouded in the gloom of long time.

Even when he looked at her so clearly again, Song Jiazhu still didn't turn her head, but lowered her head and wrote the exercises in her hand.

When he was thinking, he would unconsciously turn the pen body and his slender fingers would shake gently.