Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

Lin Wu sat motionless in the chair.

Xu Jingwang got up and went to his office.

Song Shibai quietly took a box of chocolates out of the desk drawer and handed it to Lin Wu on the desk. "Wuwu, have some chocolate."

Lin Wu's eyes flickered, then slowly focused. She looked down at the box of chocolates on the table. "Thank you."

She slowly tore open the outer packaging.

The chocolate was sprinkled with lots of cookie crunchy bits, making it crunchy and not too sweet.

"Is it good?" Song Shibai watched her swallow and carefully swallowed his own saliva.

"It's alright," Lin Wu said.

I couldn't actually taste anything.

All her thoughts were now focused on Xu Jingwang's office.

What will he say to Teacher Yan?

He should probably change his seat.

Lin Wu felt uncomfortable after thinking about it, and sullenly pushed the remaining chocolate in front of Song Shibai, saying in a muffled voice, "You eat it."

Song Shibai blinked, immediately picked it up and took a bite, saying, "What did Teacher Yan say to you? Why do you look a little unhappy?"

Lin Wu pursed her lips. "It's nothing."

She didn't want to say it, afraid of losing face.

There's still half a class left in this self-study period. I estimate that after asking Xu Jingwang's opinion, Teacher Yan will come to the classroom to rearrange the seats.

The time spent waiting for an unknown outcome is always agonizing.

She picked up the pencil, then put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again.

Finally, my palms were sweating, and the pencil slipped from my hand and fell to the ground.

Song Shibai glanced at her.

Lin Wu had no expression, which was actually a bit scary.

The pencil fell under Song Shibai's chair, a spot Lin Wu couldn't reach herself.

Song Shibai was very perceptive and immediately patted his chest, "I'll pick it up for you."

"Thanks."

After Lin Wu finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced out the window.

Just then, Teacher Yan passed by. Xu Jingwang was too short, and all that could be seen was the dark top of his head.

Lin Wu quickly looked away and stared straight ahead. He saw Song Shibai bent over with his head down, his face flushed red. He tried several times, but the gap between the tables prevented him from bending down properly, and his hand couldn't reach the pen at all.

Lin Wu finally regained her attention and said, "Xiao Bai, you really should lose weight."

"Oh dear, I just drank too much water at noon today. Auntie put too much salt in the cooking, and I drank several cups of water, so my stomach is a little bloated," Song Shibai said stubbornly.

Lin Wu: "...Should I pull the table back a little?"

"No need, it's too heavy," Song Shibai said. "This distance is enough."

Lin Wu rested her chin on her hand, her lips twitching slightly. "...Okay."

Not wanting to be laughed at, Song Shibai took a deep breath, as if diving, and plunged down forcefully, finally picking up the pencil at his feet.

Just as I straightened up to get up, I got stuck.

His face was flushed red from holding it in.

His head suddenly slammed into Lin Wu's table.

With a "thump,"

The whole class fell silent, staring in surprise as they looked over.

Lin Wu remained silent for a second.

At the same time, Teacher Yan pushed open the classroom door, holding a newly printed seating chart. Sensing something was amiss in the class, she frowned and looked towards the source of the noise, saying, "Song Shibai, Lin Wu, what trouble are you two causing now?"

Lin Wu opened her eyes wide, looking utterly innocent. "I didn't. My pencil fell, and he was helping me pick it up, and then it got stuck."

Upon hearing this, the other students in the class burst into thunderous laughter.

"..."

Teacher Yan was silent for two seconds, then waved her hand, unable to say anything more.

Turn on the multimedia system and prepare to print out the seating chart.

Seeing her actions, Lin Wu's palms sweated even more.

Xu Jingwang had already returned to his seat.

The desks at school are double desks, and they are very heavy.

Lin Wu tried to pull the table for a long time, but it didn't budge. Xu Jingwang silently helped pull it a little.

Song Shibai was finally able to straighten up. In that instant, it felt as if he had just come out of the water and breathed in the air, giving him a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.

He handed the pencil to Lin Wu, "Here you go."

Like Tang Sanzang who overcame eighty-one tribulations.

"Thank you."

Lin Wu sincerely thanked him.

Song Shibai wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around, only to see that Teacher Yan had already turned on the computer.

Lin Wu appeared calm, but in reality, she was gripping the pencil tightly with her hand.

She could have just asked Xu Jingwang and gotten the answer directly.

But she didn't ask.

After Teacher Yan placed the seating chart under the projector, the complete chart appeared on the screen.

"Alright everyone, take a look at the seating chart and make sure you've rearranged your seats before school ends."

She clapped her hands.

Lin Wu's eyes darted around quickly, searching for her own name.

She sat behind Xie Yanhuai, moving from the row by the window to the row near the front and back doors of the classroom.

My deskmate is Xu Jingwang.

Lin Wu blinked.

Song Shibai turned his head and said sadly, "Ah, I don't want to sit in the first row."

"Your grades are so bad." Lin Wu wrinkled her nose. "Teacher Yan made you sit in the front row for your own good."

She twirled her pencil as she spoke, as if she didn't care about the seating chart at all.

But the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

When Ms. Yan asked her in the office if she wanted to change seats, she refused.

She said, "Teacher, even though we had a fight, I still want to play with him."

Teacher Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. "Okay, I understand. Go and call Xu Jingwang over. I'll ask for his opinion."

So, are his opinions the same as hers?

"Lin Wu, how could you be so cruel? How could you say such a thing about me?" Song Shibai was heartbroken and clutched his heart.

Lin Wu shook his head, "I didn't say anything wrong."

His tone was slightly lighthearted, though barely perceptible.

After looking at the seating chart, Teacher Yan urged everyone to pack up their things and change seats.

After causing a ruckus for most of the class, the classroom was a mess, resembling a vegetable market, with chairs scraping against the floor in a very jarring sound.

Five minutes before get out of class ended, everyone changed seats.

Teacher Yan said with satisfaction, "The seating arrangement is like this for now. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, come to my office privately."

After she left, the classroom, which had just quieted down, became noisy again.

Xie Yanhuai's deskmate was Tan Sui.

She and Lin Wu hadn't sat this close in a long time, because the two of them loved to whisper to each other. Teacher Yan was ruthless and always arranged for them to be separated, one in the south and one in the north.

Tan Sui turned her head and let out a lewd laugh, "Hehehe, Lin Wu, do you miss me?"

Lin Wu was in a good mood, and chuckled twice, cooperating by saying, "Thinking and thinking."

Tan Sui took out a sticky note from her schoolbag, took out a pencil, quickly wrote a line of words, tore it off, and stuck it on Xu Jingwang's desk.

"What?" the boy asked coldly.