The Beautiful Top Student Dodges Whenever He is Touched - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Becoming Deskmates Placed Front and Back After Class Division

In Class 15, Tong Ze was the only single person divided into Class 9. Class 9 was on the second floor. Carrying his backpack, he walked out of the classroom, turning his body to go downstairs.

Every single classroom he passed by was noisy and chaotic without exception. Tong Ze shifted his gaze toward the outside of the window on the right side. The Boston ivy on the outer wall was a bit more lush and flourishing than that of the third floor, and the sunlight pierced through the gaps in the tree leaves, dropping mottled light and shadows at the window ledge.

Ahead was Class 10 and 9. A few classmates were already waiting there.

“Students, everyone quiet down!” The class teacher strained her throat to shout, “The students coming over from the humanities classes have already arrived. Don’t cause people to possess a bad impression toward the new class.”

After speaking, she turned her head to say outside the door: “Come, come inside! Our time today is limited. I will first arrange the seating simply according to your statures. At a later stage, if there is a need to exchange, just raise it to me again.”

The class teacher arranged them one after another. When it was Tong Ze’s turn, there were already not many empty seats left.

“Tong Ze, your stature is actually quite tall. How about this, you sit in front of Xie Yi first! That one in the second to last row in the middle.”

A burst of long sighs echoed in the class again. Tong Ze nodded his head without any objection, walking to the front of his own seat.

When he pulled his chair backward, the moment he lifted his eyes, he crashed right into Xie Yi’s gaze. The corner of Xie Yi’s mouth held a smear of a smile, carrying a bit of frivolity and carelessness identical to that day.

Being divided to this seat, Tong Ze didn’t feel any surprise. Since they were already divided into the exact same class, becoming front and back deskmates wasn’t anything strange either.

Tong Ze possessed a merit: his degree of acceptance was very high, and his capability to bear was also very strong. Regarding many matters happening around his body, he could miraculously accept them in a single second.

Tong Ze sat down expressionlessly.

From the moment Tong Ze entered the door until now, Xie Yi’s eyes hadn’t departed from him, as though wanting to stare a hole out onto his body.

He looked at the back of Tong Ze’s head and his slightly thin and frail shoulder-back, narrowing his eyes. What the Old Class was speaking about on the lecture stage, he was already incapable of hearing; the front deskmate before his eyes who was a mere dozen or so centimeters away from himself attracted nearly the entirety of his attention.

Tong Ze’s hair looked extraordinarily fine and soft even without touching it, like satin dyed out from black and brown pigments. Ignoring that delicate, exquisite, yet slightly disdainful face, this kind of back of the head appeared especially well-behaved.

“Ding…” The bell to dismiss class rang.

Xie Yi fiercely leaned backward, pulling apart the distance with Tong Ze.

Damn, why observe so meticulously? It’s not like he’s a beautiful woman!

Regarding Xie Yi’s every single action and move behind his back, Tong Ze was completely unaware.

Outside the room, the cicadas’ chirping was still noisy. The classroom environment possessed nearly no difference from the floor above. Even the gossip topics regarding him and Xie Yi being divided into the same class among the surrounding classmates were cast from the exact same mold as the floor above.

It was merely changing a floor level to attend class, that’s all. Tong Ze had always possessed no idle time to consider the matter of getting along in classmate relationships.

But regarding Xie Yi who sat behind his back, saying he didn’t care would be a lie. For unclear reasons, Xie Yi’s body always possessed a kind of presence that made it difficult for people to ignore.

Tong Ze let out a light sigh. Forget it, intentionally ignore him! Let his top student willpower that regarded learning as the heavy priority occupy the upper hand, concentrate attention, and try his best to insulate himself from Xie Yi’s magnetic field.

Listening to the class teacher who would rather drag the class than leave various matters unspoken, Tong Ze pulled out a piece of tissue paper to wipe the desktop. The instant the tissue paper swiped across, it brought up a patch of faint dust, which he placed to one side.

“Alright, then let’s leave it at that. Basically, everything that ought to be spoken about has been spoken to you.” The class teacher flipped her notebook, “As soon as we come up next period, we will first do a self-introduction, and then the subject representatives of each subject will lead a few boys to move the books. Dismiss class to rest for a bit first!”

“Ci-la,” it was the sound of Xie Yi’s chair behind his back being pulled open. For someone like him who had been surrounded by stars holding up the moon since childhood, there would bound to be several so-called brothers like followers around him. Immediately, the unsurprising sounds rose and fell one after another in the rear.

The recess remained noisy.

“Boss, playing ball tonight?” Xu Jie grabbed a bottle of water and followed out.

In the corridor, Xie Yi leaned sideways against the window ledge, possessing a look of being thoroughly bored, “Not going, you guys go.”

He always was too lazy to explain the reason for not doing something.

“Don’t, I’ve already set a time with several friends from the No. 2 High School. It’s the first day school starts, after all, relax and unwind first. You play well, when the time comes, massacre them until not a single piece of armor is left!” Recalling Xie Yi’s ball skills, Xu Jie’s eyes flashed with light.

“Not going, have matters tonight.” Xie Yi explained for a rare time.

“Fine, tonight is completely ruined.” Xu Jie threw a resentful glance at Xie Yi, shifting the topic: “Hey, are you in a bad mood today? Related to the top student?”

Hearing Xu Jie mention Tong Ze, Xie Yi cast a glance inside the classroom, just happening to see Tong Ze throwing something into the trash can, neither fast nor slow.

Xu Jie followed Xie Yi’s gaze to look inside, not minding whether Xie Yi paid attention to him or not, continuing to talk to himself: “I see the top student isn’t that difficult to deal with, right? Quite quiet, just a bit cold, even colder than you.”

“Heh, my mood is quite good, a single Tong Ze isn’t enough to cause this.” The corner of Xie Yi’s mouth hooked up into a shallow arc.

After class started, everyone performed self-introductions one after another, speaking their names, interests, and hobbies by convention. Most of the classmates would speak for one or two minutes like giving a speech. When it rolled to Tong Ze according to the seating order, Tong Ze merely walked to the front of the lecture stage and said briefly in a single sentence: “My name is Tong Ze, interests none.”

Truly saving words like gold. The class teacher was just about to ask “is there anything else?”, but Tong Ze had already stepped down from the lecture stage.

Xie Yi watched the lean and thin Tong Ze stride onto the lecture stage, stand for less than five seconds, and step down again. His voice was clear and bright yet not piercing, possessing a pleasantness unique to a youth.

Heh, indeed a bit cold.

“Good, good, being brief is also fine, our time isn’t much either.” The class teacher eased the atmosphere at the suitable time, “That, next one, Xie Yi.”

When it was Xie Yi’s turn, what made the class teacher even more at a loss for what to do was that this fellow actually arrogantly didn’t shift a single step. Standing in his original spot, he spoke two words “Xie Yi,” and sat down.

The entire class fell into a round of blank staring. It was terrifyingly quiet.

Are these two competing over whose is shorter and smaller?

A moment later, it was still Xie Yi’s deskmate, a simple and honest boy, who stood up and walked onto the lecture stage. Finally, the atmosphere was no longer bizarre, the air no longer congealed, and the self-introduction segment restored the rhythm from before.

When obtaining the textbooks, Tong Ze flipped through the books. Blowing onto his face was a flavor unique to paper, causing people to feel at peace.

The entire day passed very quickly. Tong Ze didn’t possess the habit of frequently turning his head, and the rear deskmate didn’t possess any movements either. The two people lived in peace with each other.

Probably going to cause the gossip lovers to be disappointed—the conflict between the god-tier student and top student that they loved to see and hear didn’t happen, and they hadn’t even spoken a single word.

After school was dismissed, Tong Ze didn’t make any stay, riding his bike home.

His home wasn’t far but wasn’t near to the school either. Riding his bike required passing through three traffic lights, turning four, five, six, seven, eight bends before reaching home. No matter how fast he rode, it required twenty minutes.

Today Tong Qinyuan was on the late shift and had to off-work at ten o’clock. There were dishes and rice inside the pot. Judging from the quantity of food, it ought to be that she intentionally stir-fried extra at noon. It seemed this time her good mood sustained for quite a long time; the power of love was truly quite huge.

After all, it was the first day school started. The knowledge explained during class was simple to the point of understanding as soon as one listened. Homework used less than a single hour to be completely resolved, and afterwards Tong Ze began doing extra-curricular tutorial books.

As long as he entered the learning state, time would pass exceedingly quickly. Unknowingly, it was already eleven o’clock.

Just starting school, there was no need to stay up too late. If the state of listening to lectures the following day was impacted due to insufficient sleep, the loss would outweigh the gain.

When Tong Ze woke up the next day, it was exactly six o’clock. He didn’t require an alarm clock. Perennial self-discipline caused him to have already formed his own biological clock, terrifyingly precise.

Last night was also a night without dreams. He hadn’t even heard when Tong Qinyuan returned.

Reaching the school, there were only scattered, single figures inside the class, which of course did not include his rear deskmate.

After Tong Ze sat down, he began reciting English vocabulary. When it neared seven o’clock, the classmates of the class had basically all arrived in full.

Once he began learning, Tong Ze would banish all distracting thoughts. Suddenly, his chair was knocked once, knocking Tong Ze to sway forward by a large margin. The commotion wasn’t small either.

Picking a fight?

Under the circumstance that the opposing party didn’t do it intentionally, he generally wouldn’t care, but just now clearly possessed a shred of meaning of looking for trouble.

Tong Ze cast a glance toward the rear, reminding in a small voice: “Keep the commotion a bit smaller, can you?”

“What? Did it injure you?” Xie Yi tilted his head to look at him.

This was the first time the two of them spoke since becoming front and back deskmates.

“Can’t remind you without being injured?” Tong Ze asked back in response.

“That’s for sure, then! Didn’t injure you after all, just the commotion is a bit larger, that’s all.” Xie Yi intentionally used twisted reasoning.

“Didn’t injure, but it knocked.” Tong Ze continued.

“Knocked? Does it hurt?” Xie Yi inclined his body forward, his eyes glancing downward a bit.

“Could it be that one must definitely feel pain to remind you?” Tong Ze was already somewhat losing his patience.

“Of course not, I was purely asking you whether it hurts or not.” Xie Yi saw the class teacher walk inside and lowered his volume, “Don’t look at people through colored glasses. Perhaps, others are caring about you!”

Tong Ze didn’t pay attention to him again, ending this conversation that possessed no nutrition.

Tong Ze closed the English textbook, preparing to pull out the Chinese book. Abruptly, his back was smashed once by something, following which was a sound as that thing dropped onto the ground.

Tong Ze lowered his head to look; it was a pen. It was the click-type carbon pen that Xie Yi kept turning around in his hand just now. This pen was currently right beneath his own feet.

Tong Ze knitted his brows. Looking for trouble and looking for trouble without an end.

He didn’t possess that good of a temper to help Xie Yi pick it up and return it to him after being flung once.

Tong Ze spoke no second word, directly using the tip of his foot to kick the pen backward to finish the matter. Carrying the dust from the sole of his foot.

Xie Yi truly wasn’t intentional this time.

When he flung the pen onto Tong Ze’s body, his inner mind felt a tiny bit of awkwardness. Failing to show off skills in spinning a pen and flinging it onto the newly arrived front deskmate’s body—those who didn’t know would think he was intentionally looking for trouble.

But this bit of awkwardness was replaced by curiosity in an instant; he highly wanted to know what kind of reaction Tong Ze would possess.

Losing temper at himself, shouting? Xie Yi was incapable of imagining it.

When the pen soiled with dust was kicked back beneath his own feet, Xie Yi was certain: Tong Ze still possessed fire, and the fire this time was probably not small either.

Xie Yi picked up the pen and blew on it.

The first period of class was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher happened to be their class teacher, named Wang Mingyuan, a thin-profiled female teacher. Her age wasn’t large, having just graduated from university for a year, not much older than them. Her lecturing wasn’t too vivid, possessing a rigidity of not having found her own lecturing style yet, but looking at her appearance, she was quite serious and responsible.

Five minutes before class was dismissed, Wang Mingyuan let everyone read the text by themselves, then walked to Tong Ze’s desk side: “Tong Ze, come to the teacher’s office for a trip after class.” She also tapped Xie Yi’s desk once: “Also Xie Yi, talking about some matters with the two of you.”

The two individuals nodded without any objection.

The office was on the east side of the fourth floor. Walking over required one or two minutes. The two people walked side by side, ignoring the discussion sounds of the surrounding classmates, speechless all the way.

Wang Mingyuan waved her hand upon seeing the two of them enter, “You’ve come. It’s like this: the two of you, your grades are both neck-and-neck, matching each other. Right now, you are divided into one class. The teacher just wants to ask, are the two of you still accustomed?”

Looking at the silent two individuals, Wang Mingyuan explained once more: “Don’t possess any misgivings, if you have thoughts just speak them out. The reason for calling the two of you over together is just thinking that we can communicate clearly face-to-face if there are words, lest the two people create some unpleasantness behind backs.”

“Still fine.” The two spoke in one voice.

“That’s good, then. Perhaps the teacher was overthinking, quite worried the two of you would feel a bit of aversion toward each other or something.” Wang Mingyuan supplemented again: “After all, the two students with the best grades in the grade are both in our class, so the teacher hopes the two of you form a relationship of being both enemies and friends, competing when ought to compete, and progressing together through mutual help and assistance when ought to help and assist mutually.”

Teacher, you indeed thought too much, Tong Ze thought in his mind.

“Alright, the two of you go back, also, there is a diagnostic examination next Monday, prepare well.” Wang Mingyuan said.

Just emerging from the office, the bell to start class rang. Tong Ze accelerated his steps to jog up. He didn’t want to be late. Xie Yi, however, maintained his original speed neither fast nor slow.

The morning curriculum ended. At noon, Tong Ze generally didn’t return home. Going back and forth on the road required forty minutes, which was unnecessary. He generally would directly go to the school canteen to eat lunch.

Fifteen minutes later, waiting until the flow of people in the canteen passed the peak period, Tong Ze then closed his book and stood up.

Turning his body around, he only then discovered that Xie Yi was currently sprawling on the desk, sleeping.

The slightly loose school uniform enveloped a figure that was no longer a youth’s, a pair of long legs bending and extending into the aisle, his face facing toward the other side, the black hair on the back of his head looking a bit hard.

Eccentric person, sleeping first without eating.

Reaching the canteen, Tong Ze bought conventional dishes and rice. He had consistently been used to eating alone. As a public figure of the school, under this kind of circumstance he wouldn’t mind other people’s gazes. It was nothing more than being non-mainstream, that’s all. Not everyone loved forming a cluster.

When returning to the classroom, Xie Yi was still sleeping.

The classmates of the class whose homes were near returned home, and those living at school returned to the dormitory. There were a mere seven or eight people who possessed no place to go at noon, capable only of staying in the classroom. Fortunately, everyone tacitly kept quiet.

Tong Ze packed up the books on the desk and put them into the desk drawer, habitually using a piece of tissue paper to wipe the desktop—no dust. He placed his left forearm parallel to his body on the desk, and subsequently leaned his forehead onto it.

Sleeping at noon was a habit Tong Ze had persisted in for many years; even if it was merely squinting for a bit, it was better than not sleeping.

Xie Yi sat up straight, only to see Tong Ze of the front desk. He actually was also sleeping, and moreover Tong Ze wasn’t like other people whose sleeping was all twisted and crooked. Aside from his head being lowered, his body was just as upright as when listening to lectures during class.

Sleeping like that, isn’t it uncomfortable? Heh, what does it business with oneself.

Xie Yi twisted his neck which had slept stiffly, standing up to go eat.

Probably because the afternoon classes were all somewhat boring, the entire classroom of students fell into a whole patch of sleep as soon as they came up.

During the final self-study period, Tong Ze was currently doing a complicated mathematical problem. Right when he thought to the critical problem-solving point, the sole of his foot was touched by something. Lowering his head to look, it was Xie Yi’s foot. He put down his pen and tightened his fist.

In a perfectly good self-study period, starting a conflict wouldn’t be too good. Besides, adding one more matter was worse than dropping one matter. He truly didn’t want to waste time.

Tong Ze shifted forward a bit, finding another comfortable position to place his feet.

“Ceng…” Someone of the rear desk swiped the sole of his shoe once, and kicked up again, hitting his heel once more neither leaning nor biased.

Just how long on earth are this person’s legs.

Tong Ze continued to dodge. Xie Yi continued to kick.

Tong Ze couldn’t bear it, turning his head to glare at him: “Just what on earth do you want to do?”

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