I’m Not a Badass

Xia Yan pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked with a smile: I have come up with such a good idea, are you interested in writing a short story and submitting it to our 'Ji Yan'? Others may not know it, but I know that you, Afan His writing skills are no worse than mine.

This is equivalent to inviting him to write.

Looking at Xia Fan's expectant eyes, Bai Mufan thought for a while. During the three years since he joined the Literature Department, he has been taken care of by Xia Fan. This time Xia Fan encountered difficulties, so he was naturally willing to help, so he nodded with a smile. , Responding: Okay, then I will try to write a novel, I hope it can help you.

Thank you. Xia Wen's eyes were like water.

The topic of the novel stopped here, and everyone in the backroom quieted down to read the book, only the sound of turning pages could be heard from time to time.

Soon after five o'clock, Bai Mufan checked the time, packed his things, said goodbye to the others, left the literature department, and prepared to go home.

He went downstairs, stood in front of his shoe cabinet and looked through his pockets, only to find that the keychain was missing.

It seems to be in the classroom of the literature department. Bai Mufan recalled for a while, and had no choice but to return to the classroom of the literature department on the sixth floor, and pushed the door in. At this time, everyone else had left, and the literature department was empty.

But Bai Mufan noticed a schoolbag on the edge of the table, and he recognized it as Xia Yan's schoolbag at a glance.

The minister probably forgot to take it like I did, or he has other things to do, so he put the schoolbag here temporarily. Bai Mufan speculated secretly, did not touch other people's things, and went to search near his seat. Sure enough, I saw the dropped key chain under the table.

Bai Mufan heaved a sigh of relief, and went under the table to pick up the key chain, but when he got up, he accidentally knocked his head on the table, causing the whole table to vibrate.

The schoolbag on the edge was affected, and it fell to the ground with a thud, and the contents inside slipped out.

Bai Mufan rubbed his head in pain, seeing Xia Yan's schoolbag dropped to the ground by himself, he couldn't help but walked over, and put back the scattered books.

Bai Mufan had just put the top few books back into his schoolbag, when he was taken aback for a moment. Under these books, there was a very familiar dress... It seemed to be the school's men's sportswear?

How come there are men's sportswear in Xia Yan's schoolbag? Bai Mufan couldn't help wondering.

He picked up the sportswear curiously, turned it to the front and looked at it, and was stunned when a line of small characters tattooed on the chest of the sportswear came into view.

I saw the words Bai Mufan written on the chest of the sports uniform.

This is his sportswear...

Bai Mufan's face couldn't help but become very strange. Logically speaking, his sportswear should be lying quietly in the men's locker room. How did Xia Fan open the door of the men's locker room and put himself in the men's locker room? Take away your sportswear and put it in your schoolbag?

The most important thing is... why did Xia Wen secretly take away his sports uniform? !

Bai Mufan suddenly recalled that when Xia Fan first entered the club room, he was delayed by something, and secretly glanced at him. Could it be that he wasted time just to go and steal his sports uniform?

Just when Bai Mufan was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from the corridor outside, rushing towards the classroom of the Department of Literature.

It's Xia Fan who's back! Bai Mufan thumped in his heart, he quickly stuffed his clothes and the rest of the books back into his schoolbag, and quickly checked it again, thinking that it shouldn't be seen that the schoolbag had been moved, so he put the schoolbag back to its original place position, and then Bai Mufan himself quickly dodged and hid behind the bookshelf next to him.

There is a small open space behind the bookshelf. As long as you squat down with a short body, it is basically difficult to notice that there is someone hiding behind it.

After completing this series of actions, Bai Mufan suddenly realized that he didn't seem to need to hide at all!

As long as Xia Fan comes in, tell her openly that he is coming back to get the key, wouldn't it be fine? Why are you so guilty!

But it was too late for him to go out now - Xia Yan had already opened the door of the classroom of the Department of Literature and walked in.

Xia Fan seemed to be jogging all the way here, panting slightly when he entered the door, causing the twin peaks on his chest to rise and fall.

Regardless of her steady breathing, she immediately looked at the long table in the middle of the classroom as soon as she entered the door. When she saw that her schoolbag was still on the table, and the position was exactly the same as before she left, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and walked away. past.

Bai Mufan, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, thought that Xia Fan would leave as soon as he came back and took his schoolbag, but unexpectedly, when Xia Fan walked to the table, he looked at the seat where he often sat, and then walked to the chair and sat down. down.

I guess I'm tired from running outside just now... But why are you sitting in my seat? Bai Mufan was a little surprised, and continued to secretly observe Xia Fan's every move.

To be honest, although he understands that his current behavior is not very good, but at the same time he feels a little irritated for no reason.

Xia Yan sat on his seat, gently stroking the tabletop he used to read with both hands, suddenly bent down, and lay down on the table, her black and smooth hair spread out, and the three thousand silks were like flowers in full bloom, Exudes a faint fragrance.

Xia Yan gently closed his eyes, as if he was quietly feeling something, then suddenly opened his eyes again after a while, got up and walked towards the gate.

Are you finally leaving? Bai Mufan who was hiding behind the bookshelf heaved a sigh of relief.

However, just when he thought so, Xia Fan locked the door of the literature department from the inside, and after confirming it several times, he walked back again and sat down in his seat.

Seeing this scene, Bai Mufan, who was gradually squatting behind the bookshelf until his legs became a little numb, could not help but secretly complained, but he had no other choice but to wait.

After Xia Yan sat down again, he opened the schoolbag beside him, and took out the sportswear from it—the one with Bai Mufan's name written on it.

Xia Yan's eyes were blurred, and he grabbed the sports uniform and slowly moved it closer to his face...

!?

Bai Mufan, who was hiding behind the bookshelf, was completely stunned.

Me?

What's going on here... what's going on? !