Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

"Do you know why I always sigh?"

"Has the novel encountered a bottleneck?"

"You are the bottleneck. What are you going to do?"

"This body hasn't danced in a while. I'm practicing."

"Is this how you practice? Didn't I tell you not to disturb my study!"

"Yes, you said you can't talk to you casually, and you can't have physical contact with you. I did it! Why are you so mean to me!"

In the abandoned classroom at noon, Li Zhuangsheng and Hu Mengdie were having a fierce argument about the current situation they were facing.

At noon today, Hu Mengdie dragged a yoga mat from somewhere, placed it in front of the classroom and started practicing.

According to Li Zhuangsheng's original plan, he planned to treat her coldly by ignoring her. Hu Mengdie didn't make any movement anyway... But what does it mean to stand in front of me with her legs crossed and her butt raised while leaning against the wall?

Don't mess with my mentality!

Although Li Zhuangsheng tried his best to restrain his dog eyes, as a young man with a strong temper, how could he control it?

Li Zhuangsheng hates others challenging his weaknesses.

"When you practice, practice hard!" Li Zhuangsheng gritted his teeth.

"I'm practicing hard." Hu Mengdie was holding the blackboard with her hands, wearing a training uniform and shaking her butt. "But if you want, I'm ready at any time."

"Is seduction the only low-level method you can use?"

"You have to try any method. I kept my promise and didn't take the initiative to talk to you or touch you. Can't you help yourself and blame me?"

Li Zhuangsheng ignored her bitterly, staring at the computer screen.

He was very angry, but he was mainly angry that he was so unsatisfied that he would be distracted by seduction!

"I surrender, I surrender, can you stop doing this!" Li Zhuangsheng slapped the keyboard and said angrily, "Can't you be normal? If you keep doing this, I'm leaving!"

He probably wouldn't be able to control himself when faced with this level, but he was too easily distracted and couldn't write three hundred words in half an hour!

"I'll go wherever you go. If you can't beat me in the exam, I won't let you go." Hu Mengdie gave him a faint look.

"Tell me...how to stop."

Hu Mengdie smiled, walked quickly to Li Zhuangsheng, and looked at him with a smile: "Kiss me every day from now on, and I promise there will be no next time."

Li Zhuangsheng said with a cold face: "Impossible! Let me tell you, if you use such despicable methods, even if you get my person, you won't get my heart!"

Hu Mengdie held out her chest confidently: "It's better than getting neither!"

Uh...yeah, that seems to make sense! Li Zhuangsheng was stunned and couldn't help but remember what he had seen on TV before. When the heroine was forced, she always liked to say something like: "Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart" to try to get the bad guys to stop.

But what Hu Mengdie said seems to be the same. This sentence is completely nonsense, because the subtext of this sentence is: If you don't be so impatient, you can win my heart. But the problem is that the villain just wants to win the heart of the woman, so this is really nonsense...

Seeing Li Zhuangsheng's speechless retort, Hu Mengdie relented: "Well, from now on, if you chat with me for ten minutes before writing a novel at noon every day, I won't practice in front of you. This is my bottom line!"

This is a bit like the concession effect. First, he deliberately makes a request that is almost impossible to achieve, and then makes a smaller request. Li Zhuangsheng knows this, but he does feel that the latter condition is easier to accept.

"Okay, but I still won't give you a good look. It's up to you if you want to be hot-faced and cold-blooded... Also, if I win the monthly exam, you have to get out of here!"

"No problem, as long as you can beat me, I'll slap my ass and leave without saying a word!" Hu Mengdie snorted, "I'm not like someone who keeps his word and promises to love me forever..."

Li Zhuangsheng also shamelessly retorted: "Ah, yes, yes, I don't mean what I say, so I'm not worthy of your love!"

Hu Mengdie's face changed at the speed of light when she saw this, and she smiled like a flower: "But I just like people like you who don't mean what they say!"

The corners of Li Zhuangsheng's mouth twitched slightly. Is this a good word or a bad word?

He is a little uncomfortable and has never been used to direct ball attacks. For a nerd who lacks self-confidence, the girl's direct attack feels more like irony than irony.

"Then let's start chatting!" Hu Mengdie sat down in her seat.

"The deadline is 12:43." Li Zhuangsheng looked at the computer time.

Hu Mengdie said angrily: "I'm very angry today!"

Li Zhuangsheng said neither salty nor bland: "Oh."

"You actually gave Lin Yuehua the breakfast I brought you!"

"I said I don't want it."

"I worked so hard to bring it to you. I was afraid it would get cold, so I put it in my arms to warm it for you all the way. My chest turned red!"

"...I said no, I can't help you if you insist on doing this."

Hu Mengdie asked abruptly: "Did you have a crush on Lin Yuehua when you were in high school?"

Li Zhuangsheng was startled and subconsciously looked at Hu Mengdie's expression, his expression slightly evasive: "No!"

"It's okay! Why are you embarrassed to admit it!" Hu Mengdie snorted, smiling and showing her fangs, "I'm not angry! Look, I'm not angry when you say you want to sleep with Zhu Zhixue!"

"No, indeed not!"

Li Zhuangsheng denied it flatly. He felt that he was more appreciative and grateful to Lin Yuehua, and he had no wrong ideas.

Although Li Zhuangsheng himself didn't know whether it was a secret love or not, he couldn't tell. However, he steadfastly refused to admit this.

It seemed that as long as he had other evil thoughts about Lin Yuehua, something would change irreversibly.

"Why don't you admit it?"

"How can I admit something I don't have?"

Hu Mengdie was quiet for a moment, then pursed her lips: "That little shell on your bookshelf, couldn't it be from her?"

Li Zhuangsheng didn't like to put anything other than books on his bookshelf. Hu Mengdie once temporarily put a keychain and lipstick on his bookshelf. Li Zhuangsheng didn't say anything, but he quickly and silently moved these to other places. The place.

Only the small shell, only as wide as a thumb, has been placed on the top shelf of the bookshelf closest to him.

Hu Mengdie once picked it up and played with it out of boredom. At that time, Li Zhuangsheng's peripheral vision turned over unconsciously, fearing that she would take it away in her pocket.

Hu Mengdie always thought that Li Zhuangsheng was peeking at her, but now that she thinks about it, she seems to be being sentimental.

At first, Hu Mengdie casually asked about the origin of this shell, and Li Zhuangsheng replied lightly that it was a gift from a friend.

Is that friend Lin Yuehua?

"Shell?" Li Zhuangsheng was slightly startled, then nodded, "Is it from her? It was a birthday gift she gave me during the summer vacation when I was a sophomore in high school."