It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 206: All Petty Tactics (Third Update!)
"What's the noise?"

The teacher, who had been preparing at the door early and was about to enter when the bell rang, hesitated for a moment upon hearing the jarring sound.

But no one responded, so he walked to the podium and coughed.

"Well, it rained today, so the morning PE class just became my class."

As soon as this familiar rhetoric was uttered, a chorus of groans erupted from below.

"Why is it raining?"

"I knew it!"

"Why not self-study? It would be great if the PE teacher told stories; his stories are always so interesting."

"Clap clap clap."

The teacher slammed his hand on the table twice in annoyance.

"You'll have plenty of time to listen to stories after school. Your immediate priority is to open your books and turn to page 27!"

Expecting a PE teacher to continue teaching on a rainy day is simply wishful thinking.

However, Gu Huai's attention was not on this minor incident.

He subtly moved his table forward.

This kind of movement is usually a bit strenuous, after all, the table is not light and there are so many books on it. It is a skill and strength-intensive task, but the beauty of numbers is shown at this moment.

Without making a sound, they approached the back seat of Cai Yan in front.

Then, without making a sound, pull the chair closer.

He reached out again and poked Cai Yan's back.

Cai Yan was stunned for a moment and turned her head slightly.

How did that bastard get so close all of a sudden?
She frowned and whispered to Su Yiming in front of her, "Move your chair forward a bit, you're squeezing me."

"oh oh."

Su Yiming was always willing to grant Cai Yan's requests, and even thought that Cai Yan taking the initiative to talk to him was a good sign.

They immediately moved forward.

Cai Yan naturally had to move forward with some effort. She didn't have many books on her table, so they were mostly placed to the side. It was a little troublesome, but moving them wasn't difficult.

As soon as the person in front moved, Gu Huai moved as well.

He pulled away, then moved closer again, and poked Cai Yan's back once more.

Cai Yan impatiently continued to urge Su Yiming to move forward.

Fang Boyu, who had been pretending to listen to the lesson, was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. Wasn't Gu Huai his deskmate? When did he change seats? Damn, why is there an empty seat next to him!

Su Yiming, who was being squeezed into a meat pie in front of him, was having trouble breathing because the podium was right in front of him, and he couldn't put his chair any further forward unless he sat on the table.

He could only turn back and look helplessly at Cai Yan.

"I really can't move anymore, I feel so tightness in my chest."

Cai Yan:
What I found most unbearable was the teacher in charge of the class.

He had noticed these little actions from the beginning, but he thought they were normal and nothing to worry about since they only happened occasionally.

But isn't this going too far?
He couldn't help but speak up.

"Gu Huai, what are you doing?"

Gu Huai looked at the teacher with an innocent expression, "I thought there were a lot of empty seats in front, so I moved forward a bit."

"Why don't you look behind you? Is there a truck about to pass or something? You're just pushing your way through and you don't care about what's behind you, huh!"

Gu Huai glanced behind him, then said to the chubby red man who was now separated from him by a 'strait', "Don't you have any sense? Move forward."

The chubby guy's small eyes widened: Should we move forward? Is this a game where the first person has to be crushed to death?

"Gu Huai! Sit back! What are you doing in class?!"

The teacher, unable to bear it any longer, shouted.

"Okay, teacher, don't be angry."

The boy very obediently carried it back.

Cai Yan naturally wanted to move back as well.

However, this position is no different from the beginning; she still insists on keeping a certain distance from Gu Huai.

Fang Boyu, who was standing next to Gu Huai, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gu Huai return. He felt warm and reassured. He had felt a bit drafty and cold just now.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Boyu asked curiously.

Gu Huai shook his head. "It's nothing, just a little game I played when I was bored in class."

Fang Boyu sneered, "I think you're just suppressing yourself. You're even squeezing out Cai Yan."

"Can't you think straight? Everything you say sounds weird." Fang Boyu's eyes widened. "Is what you just did normal?!"

"well enough?"

It's her fault for ignoring me.

Fang Boyu's accurate assessment: "You and Cai Yan are both acting a bit strange today, tsk tsk tsk, you've had a fight."

He could see it all; the problem was indeed quite serious.

Thinking this, Gu Huai noticed the teacher's gaze and immediately sat up straight to avoid being ambushed.

However, because of the large movement, he didn't notice the pen on the table. His elbow bumped it, and it fell forward. Gu Huai didn't even have time to catch it.

The pen fell squarely to the ground next to Cai Yan's desk.

Gu Huai clearly saw Cai Yan turn her head to look at the ground, a small gesture that came from hearing the noise.

But she didn't bend down to pick it up.

A strategy of ignoring everything that concerns oneself? Interesting.

Gu Huai is no longer as shy as before. Now he has a thick skin. Xu Cheng was right when he said that it's always good to be a little shameless with girls.

So he leaned forward and patted her slender shoulder.

"Could you please pick up my pen?"

Cai Yan didn't turn around, but just glanced at it from the side.

Now she couldn't ignore the fact that her pen had fallen next to her, and it seemed that she had no choice but to bend down and pick it up at her request.

She did bend down, and she did reach out as if to pick it up, but—

"Snapped."

Before reaching out her hand, Cai Yan's own toes reached out first, as if her arms were not long enough, so she had to take a step and lean out to pick it up, but unexpectedly, her toes kicked the pen first.

He kicked the pen directly next to Su Yiming's seat in front of him.

Gu Huai hadn't expected this move.

This wasn't intentional?!
Who believes it? !

With that leg stretched so far, it's almost like doing a split!

So Cai Yan pretended to sit up, and said in a feigned apologetic tone, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I can't find it. Please ask someone else to help me."

Looking at Cai Yan's face from behind, you can't see it completely, not even her profile, but you can clearly see the slightly upturned corners of her mouth.

Are you getting smug?

Hearing the commotion, Su Yiming, who was ahead, was surprised to see a pen appear next to his seat. He hesitated for a moment, then turned to Cai Yan and asked, "Is this yours? Let me pick it up for you."

Before he could even bend down, he heard Cai Yan's cold voice.

"It's not mine."

"Oh."

Then Su Yiming sat back down.

If it's not Cai Yan, then what am I supposed to pick up? It's none of my business.

Gu Huai was both amused and exasperated.

The cold weather, the deserted classroom, and these indifferent classmates—it's so cold!
Never mind, I'll go pick it up myself.

So he stood up, and the teacher who had been staring at Gu Huai because of what had happened earlier couldn't help but frown and ask, "What did you do now, Gu Huai?"

Gu Huai sighed, "Let me pick up the pen, sorry teacher."

"Hurry up, why are you fidgeting so much in class?"

Seeing Gu Huai being scolded and looking helpless, Cai Yan's expression twitched slightly.

Live it!

As she watched Gu Huai pick up the pen, she didn't pay him any attention, not wanting him to think that she really cared about everything he did.

But just as the boy who had picked up the pen passed by her and returned to his seat, his figure overlapped with hers.

Something brushed against the back of my hand and fell onto the table.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misread it, but Gu Huai was already sitting in his seat.

But a small crumpled piece of paper remained on his desk.

She knew that her current actions would definitely be seen by the other party, so she didn't really want the other party to see her current curiosity.

But with a crumpled piece of paper that clearly has special meaning in front of you, who can resist the urge to open it?
But he's definitely looking at me, so opening it like this makes me seem like I have a weak will.

She thought for a moment, then held the crumpled paper in her hand without opening it immediately. When get out of class ended, she left the classroom without giving the boy behind her a second glance. Only after making sure he wasn't following her did she quietly open the crumpled paper.

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(End of this chapter)