Transmigrated as the School Hunk's Arch-Nemesis [Book Transmigration] - Chapter 10

Shen Yixing felt that Jiang Baiyi had become a bit strange today. He not only stared at him from time to time, but he also suddenly asked inexplicable questions.

“Why are you asking that?”

Shen Yixing rolled up his sleeves, stood on his tiptoes, and began to wipe the top edge of the whiteboard.

The hem of his school uniform jacket shifted upward significantly with Shen Yixing’s movements. Jiang Baiyi stared for a moment, then looked away, forcing himself not to look at that exposed sliver of skin.

“That thing you said in your sleep this morning…”

“Brother Yi!”

Jiang Baiyi was about to speak but stopped. A black, fuzzy head popped out at the entrance of the piano room. Tang Yuan leaned against the door, revealing his face, and waved at Jiang Baiyi. “Zhao Ci and I are done cleaning!”

After he finished speaking, Zhao Ci also poked his head out and shouted, “Desk-mate, are you done yet!”

“You’re shouting so loudly, are you afraid someone won’t know you finished cleaning?” Jiang Baiyi waved his hand irritably, exerting his authority as the class monitor. “Since you two are so free, come in and clean together.”

Shen Yixing didn’t hear what Jiang Baiyi said clearly, so he asked, “What did you just say?”

Jiang Baiyi had already forgotten what he wanted to say after assigning tasks to Tang Yuan and Zhao Ci. His eyes lingered on Shen Yixing’s face for a moment before he said, “Nothing.”

“Oh.” Shen Yixing picked up his rag and continued to clean.

Tang Yuan and Zhao Ci, who had been caught and dragged into the piano room to clean, wore sour expressions. Seeing Shen Yixing start to clean, they also picked up rags and wiped the windows with a aggrieved look.

With the help of the two forced laborers, Tang Yuan and Zhao Ci, they finished cleaning the piano room in less than half an hour.

After the group returned to the classroom, Wang Fusheng found Shen Yixing immediately. This time, he didn’t yell. Instead, he patted Shen Yixing’s shoulder with a full face of smiles and asked if he had a pleasant time at home during the holiday.

“Yixing, I heard about the recital the other day.” In the office, Wang Fusheng crossed his legs, his teacup filled with wolfberry tea resting on his knee. To hide his excitement, Wang Fusheng twisted off the lid and took a calm sip of water.

On the day of the recital, Wang Fusheng had been busy with a teacher mobilization meeting, and it wasn’t until today that he heard about Shen Yixing’s piano performance that had suppressed Ruan Ming from the next class.

On the surface, Class 1 and Class 2 were brother classes, but because Class 1’s comprehensive grades were much worse than Class 2’s, Wang Fusheng was always the one being crushed by Class 2’s homeroom teacher, Liu Jing, in the office.

Hearing that Shen Yixing had won first place in the recital, Wang Fusheng was already overjoyed.

He had long forgotten that Shen Yixing used to be a poor student who scored an F. As soon as he bumped into Shen Yixing at the classroom door just now, he hurriedly brought him to the office.

It just so happened that Liu Jing next door was talking to Ruan Ming about the recital. Wang Fusheng squinted his eyes and smiled. “You performed very well in this recital. Can you maintain your current state in the monthly exam in a few days?”

“I suppose so.”

When Shen Yixing came to the office a few days ago, Wang Fusheng looked at him with a cold face, but now he was speaking with a smile. Shen Yixing was a little unaccustomed to the change in Wang Fusheng’s attitude.

Wang Fusheng thought Shen Yixing was being humble. “Just perform well. If you do well in the monthly exam, you can participate in the city-level competition. At that time, it will be up to you to win glory for our class!”

Liu Jing and Ruan Ming, who were opposite them, looked over at the same time. The quota for the city-level competition that Wang Fusheng mentioned had already been internally decided, and the school intended to give this spot to Ruan Ming.

Hearing Wang Fusheng’s words, Liu Jing glanced at Shen Yixing and said, “Oh, Teacher Wang, the participation quota for the city-level competition cannot be decided casually. Everything has to follow the arrangements of the leaders above.”

“Didn’t it depend on the ranking of the monthly exam results in previous years?” Wang Fusheng knew about the internal quota, but he didn’t expose it on the surface, choosing to play dumb. “If Shen Yixing does well next time, I’ll go talk to the leaders. Competitions like this not only win glory for the class, but can also add some points for the college entrance examination.”

Liu Jing was so angry she wanted to grit her teeth, but in the end, she just smiled faintly and pulled Ruan Ming aside to discuss things in a low voice.

The office door creaked open. When Wang Fusheng saw who it was, he pressed his fingers against his brow and asked, “What are you here for?”

Jiang Baiyi smiled at the corner of his mouth, stood beside Shen Yixing, and got straight to the point. “Tang Yuan says he wants to swap seats with Shen Yixing.”

Tang Yuan swapping seats with Shen Yixing meant that Shen Yixing would be sitting with Jiang Baiyi.

Shen Yixing stared at Jiang Baiyi with wide eyes, his face displaying a “death before I switch” expression.

Wang Fusheng glanced at Shen Yixing’s expression and didn’t quite believe Jiang Baiyi. “Why is he switching seats all of a sudden?”

Jiang Baiyi poked at others’ shortcomings when he spoke. “He’s short, he can’t see the blackboard.”

Wang Fusheng continued to ask, “If Tang Yuan wants to swap seats, why didn’t he tell me himself? Why did he ask you to come?”

Jiang Baiyi said as a matter of course, “I’m the class monitor, aren’t I? He’s thin-skinned, so he only dares to tell me.”

Wang Fusheng had no choice but to gesture toward Shen Yixing. “Then are you willing to swap seats?”

Shen Yixing looked up at Jiang Baiyi, only to see Jiang Baiyi’s lips move, silently saying the word “secret.”

He was threatening him.

“Yes.” Shen Yixing glared at Jiang Baiyi and agreed to swap seats, biting the bullet.

When Tang Yuan learned that he was suddenly being moved, he hugged his desk and chair and wailed for a long time. He even vowed that he wanted to be desk-mates with his brother Yi for a lifetime, but he was smacked on the head by Jiang Baiyi. With a grievance, he moved his chair to the row in front.

Not long after swapping seats, Tang Yuan and Zhao Ci became fast friends. During class, the two didn’t forget to secretly team up to play games under the desk.

As for Jiang Baiyi and Shen Yixing, the intimate desk-mate relationship changed. During class, Shen Yixing focused on taking notes, while Jiang Baiyi lay on the desk watching him, and his knees would bump into him from time to time.

In math class, “King Kong” was gripping several pieces of chalk, lecturing with passion. The problem-solving steps filled a whole blackboard and still weren’t enough, so he erased it and wrote again, repeating the process three times before finishing the steps.

Tapping the answer squeezed into the corner, King Kong said with great relief, “Therefore, the sum of ∑nk 1 (ak a k+1 )a k+2 <a 5 2 ≤117, so the answer to this question is 117!”

“Did everyone understand?” After explaining the problem, King Kong felt relaxed and let out a long sigh. “There are actually two ways to solve this problem. Time is tight, you can study the other method privately.”

The students sitting there indicated they didn’t understand. Some of those with good grades could barely understand at the beginning, but later their IQs completely derailed from the topic, and in the end, they could only nod to pretend they had suddenly realized it.

Jiang Baiyi had just woken up and stretched lazily. His arm accidentally touched Shen Yixing’s back, and he noticed that the person beside him immediately stiffened.

“Can you stop moving your hands and feet constantly?” After Shen Yixing finished writing the other steps King Kong mentioned, he put down his pen and moved his chair to the side.

“Did I touch your hands and feet?” Jiang Baiyi acted like a rogue, pretending to cover Shen Yixing’s hand. “This is called touching your hands. How about we, as scumbag students, hold hands?”

With the warm palm covering his hand, all the nerves in Shen Yixing’s body tightened. His back was straight, and he stared at the two overlapping hands for a while before quickly pulling his hand away.

Shen Yixing frowned, pursed his lips, and said, “Sleep your sleep, don’t disturb my studying.”

Jiang Baiyi was amused by these words. “If you don’t understand, don’t force yourself. We are all scumbag students. Even if you score zero, I won’t laugh at you.”

“Who is a scumbag student like you…”

Shen Yixing thought of retorting, but he didn’t control his volume well, and it happened that the whole class was quietly thinking about the solution steps, so that half sentence sounded exceptionally loud.

King Kong couldn’t stand these two thorns in the back row the most. Now that he had caught one of them in the act, he immediately slapped the blackboard and scolded, “Shen Yixing, did you shout so loudly because you figured out the solution steps? Come up and explain it to everyone!”

The whole class turned their eyes toward Shen Yixing. Jiang Baiyi propped up his chin and raised his eyebrows, saying softly, “Your voice is quite loud, you might consider joining the school orchestra.”

Shen Yixing had nothing to say to Jiang Baiyi, so he looked at the solution steps on his paper and stood up slowly.

On the way to the podium, there were whispers all around. Because of the previous experience of being slapped in the face at the recital, no one in the class dared to mock Shen Yixing casually.

“I’ll only explain it once,” Shen Yixing said.

“D*mn, can you really do it?”

The students in the front row thought about despising Shen Yixing, but when they saw Shen Yixing’s serious expression, the words of contempt turned into exclamations once they reached their lips.

By the time Shen Yixing finished explaining the problem, the whispers in the class had disappeared. The final answer on the blackboard was the same as the one King Kong wrote before, and the steps were easier to understand.

Looking at the full blackboard of solution steps, King Kong stood aside, dumbfounded. How was this Shen Yixing the troublemaker he knew? He was clearly an invisible academic master!

Shen Yixing was only responsible for explaining the problem and not responsible for any post-explanation services. He put the chalk back in its place and returned to his seat.

“Tsk.” Jiang Baiyi leaned closer to Shen Yixing. “Did you peek at the answer?”

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