"I'm in a bad mood."
He repeated what he had just said.
Jiang Sui glanced at Su Qing's forehead and lowered his head slightly. He had wanted to sit directly next to the girl, but he didn't.
He just looked at her. "
Class is about to start.
Can you please go back to your seat?"
Su Qing put down her pen and, as if in a compromise, pulled out two candies from the drawer and quickly stuffed them into Jiang Sui's hands.
"Class is about to start. Can you please go back to your seat?"
He glanced at the two large white rabbits in his palm, then glanced at Su Qing, then at Zhang Yihan who had returned from the doorway.
The young man walked away without a word, striding back to his seat with his long legs.
Su Qing held her forehead, her mouth pursed, and began to retrieve the textbooks she needed from the drawer.
Just then, Zhang Yihan, who had returned with the water bottle, placed it on the table.
He glanced at Su Qing thoughtfully, unable to hold back his thoughts. He clutched the pen in his palm and remembered that Jiang Sui seemed to be sitting right behind Su Qing.
Furthermore, he had heard Liu Ranran repeatedly say that Jiang Sui and Su Qing seemed very familiar, and that Jiang Sui seemed to be interested in Su Qing. He had a very good memory and was certain he had heard correctly.
Even when Jiang Sui was standing next to Su Qing's seat just now, and that boy was looking at him so coldly, Zhang Yihan couldn't help but ask.
"Su Qing, who was that just now? Why did Jiang Sui come to our seat?"
He pushed his glasses and asked casually, flipping through his textbook.
"Borrowing a book."
Su Qing nudged the pen in her hand. The test paper seemed like a wordless book. Her thoughts were in a turmoil, and she casually made up an excuse.
The girl's indifferent eyes, seemingly unconcerned, reassured Zhang Yihan.
He then pulled out a copy of an English competition test from his drawer and handed it to Su Qing.
"This is my cousin's actual test paper from last year's competition. He also collected some from previous years. I'm giving it to you. I hope you'll have a great start and take first place."
Zhang Yihan's palms were sweating with nervousness.
One hand kept pushing up his glasses while the other began drinking from his water bottle, not daring to look at Su Qing.
Su Qing's eyes were completely fixed on the test paper, a flicker of surprise in them.
Without connections, it was impossible to obtain the actual competition papers, as they weren't available on the market.
She'd be lying if she didn't feel tempted, but she still had concerns. Such a thing was, after all, too valuable for her.
Su Qing simply watched, but didn't move her hands. She pursed her lips, wanting to refuse.
"I heard there's a test paper available for submission. You can give me that."
Zhang Yihan, naturally noticing the hesitation in Su Qing's eyes, quickly added another word.
Su Qing stared at her academically gifted deskmate with wide eyes.
"It's a simple favor. My cousin was going to give me this English paper, but who knew I wasn't participating in the competition? I've already written about it. I hope you don't mind."
As he spoke, he moved the test paper in front of Su Qing, acting as if he was afraid the girl would dislike it.
Of course, he couldn't say that he had specifically asked his cousin and arranged himself.
"Thank you." Compared to a set of papers that were readily available, how could she dislike it? It seemed like she had won.
Seeing Su Qing accept it, Zhang Yihan breathed a sigh of relief and said half-jokingly, "Su Qing, you're just too reserved. Classmates should help each other. If you hadn't accepted it, I'd have worried you wouldn't want to help me with my English questions."
The boy's feigned distress made Su Qing feel a little relieved, and a more awkward smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"How could that be?"
Buzz buzz buzz...
Ding-ling-ling...
The school bell and phone vibrated simultaneously.