The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

After being kicked, Lu Zhizhou still wore a meaningful smile: "I just wanted you guys to do that!"

Lu Zhizhou extended his two thumbs and nodded to each other.

The impact was both fast and powerful. Coupled with his lewd grin, the meaning was self-evident.

"Sitting next to each other is the easiest way to develop close relationships. You see each other all the time, and there are so many boys in your class. Are you just going to let Xiao Shengsheng sit with other scoundrels? Aren't you afraid she'll be seduced and run away?"

Wen Zhi lowered his eyes to read, a slight smile playing on his lips, seemingly unconcerned.

"You don't need to worry about that."

Lu Zhizhou asked suspiciously, "So calm and composed? You can really stand Xiao Shengsheng sitting with other boys? No, did you bribe the homeroom teacher so you could sit next to Xiao Shengsheng?"

Wen Zhi glanced at him, his eyes filled with disdain: "Am I crazy? Would I do something so stupid?"

Indeed, it's unlikely that Wen Zhi would bribe the homeroom teacher. Firstly, it wouldn't fit his image as a perfect, gentle, and good child. Secondly, while he appears refined and polite on the surface, he is actually very rebellious and arrogant at heart. He enjoys the thrill of skirting the line between morality and law, manipulating people's hearts, and betraying the world.

He found bribery, such a low-level tactic, utterly uninteresting.

Wen Zhi glanced at Wen Yisheng, who was sitting in the front row. The little girl was sitting upright and waiting for the teacher, as well-behaved as a primary school student.

He smiled slightly, then looked away: "Her deskmate will definitely be me."

Lu Zhizhou didn't believe him. He put his arm around his shoulder and patted him.

"Brother Zhi, I believe you didn't do anything behind the scenes, because you were afraid that too many coincidences would make Xiao Sheng discover your dirty little scheme."

"But, no matter how amazing your methods are, you can't possibly have precognitive abilities. How could you possibly be sitting next to Xiao Shengsheng out of dozens of students? Let's not brag anymore."

Wen Zhi removed his arm and chuckled, "Want to make a bet?"

Lu Zhizhou: "What are we betting on?"

Wen Zhi closed his book, glanced at the podium, and said at a steady pace, "I bet the first person the homeroom teacher will read out when assigning seats later will be me and Asheng."

Lu Zhizhou hesitated for a moment, then slammed his hand on the table: "Fine! If you lose, you have to send me half a month's worth of 'Brothers' Breakfast'!"

Wen Zhi smirked: "Sure. But what if you lose?"

"Then I'll send you breakfasts made with love for half a month!"

It's not a big gamble, so winning or losing doesn't matter; Lu Zhizhou is fearless.

Wen Zhi gave him a disdainful look: "You're so gay, what would I need your lovingly prepared breakfast for?"

"That……"

As Lu Zhizhou was asking the question, Wen Zhi looked up and lightly tapped the girl who had just entered the classroom with his chin.

"If I lose, I'll send her breakfasts made with love for half a month."

The girl, wearing thick glasses and sporting a head of dry, curly hair, came into Lu Zhizhou's view.

He was startled; it was dog hair!

Delivering breakfast to a dog?! Dream on! This arrogant, handsome school bully, delivering breakfast to an ugly bastard? He'd be mortified if anyone saw him!

He doesn't gamble!

Lu Zhizhou flicked his short hair, kicked aside the desk that was in his way, got up and went back to Class 8, his tone sounding irritated and impatient: "Fine, fine, then... let's bet."

~

Wen Yisheng's eyes lit up when he saw Ye Hehua, and he waved to her, "Here!"

The two sat together for a while.

Suddenly, a head popped out from behind Wen Yisheng and poked her: "I've heard that our class teacher, Lao Huang, arranges seats according to students' grades."

Wen Yisheng turned around and saw Wei Lan, the girl who had shared beef jerky on the bus last time.

Wei Lan, sporting a stylish androgynous short haircut, said, "And the seating arrangement changes every time there's an exam."

"I see." Wen Yisheng nodded, looking a little melancholy.

In Nanchuan, classes are assigned based on grades. Classes 1, 2, and 3 are experimental classes, while the others are regular classes. Her grades were at the very bottom of the class assignment list, meaning she was last in Class 1.

The pressure is immense, because if she slips one place in the final exams, she can transfer directly to Class 2 next semester...

What a simple, brutal, and fair way to assign classes!

Wen Yisheng rested her chin on her hand, rubbed her face, and sighed softly, "Then I guess I'll have to sit in the last row."

Seeing the girl's fair and soft face filled with unhappiness, Ye Hehua suddenly reached out and placed her hand on the top of her fine, soft hair, patting it twice: "Don't be afraid."

Wen Yisheng was stunned, feeling a force coming from above her head, and all her pressure was instantly dispelled.

What's this called? This is called the power of idols!!

The homeroom teacher entered the classroom at exactly eight o'clock.

First, a few boys were directed to the textbook room to move books. After the books were distributed, the homeroom teacher began assigning seats.

Wen Yisheng really wanted to sit at the same desk as the academic genius.

But clearly her grades don't match...

Huang Kailang stood on the podium, his voice full of energy: "Let's assign seats first. Students whose names are called, please raise your hands to report."

He held the class assignment list that had been posted on the school bulletin board, glanced at it, and called out a name.

"Wen Zhi, classmate."

Wen Zhi, who was sitting by the window, raised his hand.

"arrive."

Huang Kailang's face suddenly lit up with a proud smile, and his deep voice sounded a little strange as he tried to soften it: "Wen Zhi is tall, so he can just sit where he is and doesn't need to move."

Wen Zhi, the top science student in the college entrance examination, is already a household name in newspapers and headlines in the capital and even in other provinces.

All the students in the class were focused on him, and they were amazed for a long time.

Wen Yisheng couldn't help but look at him, feeling ashamed. He was in first place, and she was in last place—the difference was too great…

Huang Kailang then called out: "Wen Yisheng."

...Huh?

Is the teacher calling her?

"Wen Yisheng?"

"arrive!"

Huang Kailang said, "You sit with Wen Zhi."

Wen Yisheng was completely bewildered. Wait a minute, isn't the ranking based on performance?

Wen Yisheng didn't dare to delay. She picked up her schoolbag, said goodbye to the academic genius, and went to find her cheap older brother to sit with under the envious gazes of the whole class.

She was still dizzy even after sitting down next to Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi nodded to her, a pair of small parentheses appearing on his cheeks as he smiled: "Classmate, please take good care of me."

Wen Yisheng was nervous, afraid that others would find out about their relationship, so she didn't even look at him, nodded haphazardly, and pulled out a book to read.

"Can you understand it?" Wen Zhi asked in a low voice.

Wen Yisheng replied in a low voice, sounding very docile: "Of course."

"Ah Sheng is amazing."

Wen Yisheng ignored him.

A moment later, a hand from below grasped Wen Yisheng's soft, white hand resting on her lap.

Wen Yisheng froze, but luckily the two of them were sitting by the window, so their little actions weren't noticed by their classmates.

She was so frightened that she tried to break free, but Wen Zhi squeezed her hand and then withdrew it.

His handsome face looked incredibly gentle in the sunlight, and his words were tinged with amusement: "I can understand a book even if it's upside down, but I can't, brother. When will you teach me?"

Wen Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, her face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned to the book.

But upon closer inspection, why was the book still upside down?

"Sister is so easy to fool. What's she thinking? She's not serious at all." He switched between being her brother and sister with ease, leaning slightly closer to her ear, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

Wen Yisheng instantly realized that she hadn't held the book upside down at all!

I'm really getting angry and embarrassed.

Wen Yisheng lowered her head and glared fiercely at Wen Zhi.

"I don't want to sit next to you anymore!"

Wen Zhi suppressed the upward curve of his lips, took a hard candy with filling from his pocket, and slipped it to her from under the table.

"I was wrong, please don't replace me."

"I don't want it, take it away!"

"So, I'll just tear it open and feed it to you?"

Wen Yisheng was completely under his control, her ears turning red as she quickly grabbed the candy and stuffed it into her desk drawer.

"You're not allowed to call me 'sister' anymore."

Wen Zhi nodded obediently, "Okay, sister."

Wen Yisheng gripped the hard candy tightly, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears: "You... how could you do this!"