Liang Jingxu remembered what he saw before, met He Yihan's eyes, and said: "He has moved many times, from childhood to adulthood, he has been moving almost all the time. His mother is a writer, maybe because she wants to travel around? But she moved The frequency of this has been irregular, like moving when I think of it, the longest time I lived in one place for five years, and the shortest time, I moved out within a week."
He Yihan asked subconsciously, "Then what does his father do?"
"I don't know, Wen Wangzhou's birth certificate does not have his father's signature, and his mother has always raised him alone."
He Yihan didn't think much about it, who doesn't have a complicated family.
If I were the person I was a few years ago, I would never have imagined that my father had another home outside.
A family far away in Qingshui City, the illegitimate child is not a few years younger than her.
After the break ended, He Yihan returned to the classroom.
Wen Wangzhou was studying in his seat with downcast eyes.
The two of them have been at the same table for a month, but He Yihan usually has the feeling that he is still sitting alone.
Wen Wangzhou was very quiet. Most of the time, He Yihan could only hear the rustling sound of the pen tip gently grinding the paper from Wen Wangzhou's position.
She suddenly thought of Wen Wangzhou's past that Liang Jingxu had just mentioned.
He seems to be used to moving, is it because of frequent moving that Wen Wangzhou is ready to leave at any time.
Classes and classmates are just passers-by for him.
Maybe I will leave tomorrow, so what's the use of talking more and getting to know more people?
will still leave.
Such thoughts only appeared in He Yihan's heart for a moment and then disappeared.
In her heart, there was not even a trace left.
He Yihan never felt sorry for anyone.
No one in this world will only encounter good things. Everyone has a miserable side in their lives, but those poor people behave as if they are the only ones who are the worst.
He Yihan never sympathized with others, and sometimes he even felt a kind of physical disgust when he met a miserable person.
If after Wen Wangzhou transferred to another class, he took the initiative to tell about the fact that he was transferred everywhere and did not have a stable life, He Yihan would not be interested in learning about his past at all.
It is precisely because he has been quiet and silent, and even treats others with a kind of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, that He Yihan has some patience, and listened to the story about Wen Wangzhou from Liang Jingxu for a while.
The chair was suddenly pulled away and rubbed against the ground, making a noisy sound.
Wen Wangzhou didn't need to raise his head, he knew that the one sitting next to him was He Yihan.
In this school, no one dared to sit in He Yihan's seat.
Wen Wangzhou is still focusing on the study in front of him. In fact, he thinks the same as He Yihan. He really doesn't like making friends in the class. The friends he made before have lost contact in the end.
? When you come to a new school, focusing on learning and improving yourself is the main purpose.
Just like He Yihan likes Wen Wangzhou's quietness, Wen Wangzhou is also very used to He Yihan's quiet state.
This deskmate spends most of his time on the playground outside or skipping class over the wall, and spends very little time in the classroom. Most of the time, he is sleeping.
With a slight movement of the pen tip, a standard auxiliary line was made.
He Yihan looked at the straight auxiliary line, looked at his white hand holding a straight carbon pen, obviously without any aids, the line he drew was straight and thin.
She suddenly thought of Wen Wangzhou's results after the monthly exam results came out.
The seventh place in the whole school, he is obviously a science student, but his Chinese is close to full marks.
In He Yihan's scumbag thinking, it is rare to see boys who are good at Chinese. Generally speaking, boys are best at subjects such as mathematics, physics and chemistry.
She supported her head and looked at Wen Wangzhou for a long time, when a sentence suddenly came out.
"Wen Wangzhou, do you have any favorite poems?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Yihan saw Wen Wangzhou's pen tip pause, then turned his head, doubts flashed in his calm eyes.
"He Yihan, do you want to start chatting with me?"
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I thought we could maintain such an indifferent tablemate relationship."
He Yihan was suddenly captured by himChoking on the words, sometimes, she always forgets how bad Wen Wangzhou is.
Underneath his calm iceberg appearance, he is just a seventeen-year-old boy.
Facing his teasing, He Yihan decided not to say anything, she quietly turned her head and gave him the back of the head.
The moment she turned her back to Wen Wangzhou, He Yihan suddenly heard Wen Wangzhou's answer.
"The score does not represent my hobbies, but my abilities."
In other words, the reason why his Chinese score is so high is not because he loves Chinese, but because he can get such a high score in the test.
Hearing his answer, the corners of He Yihan's lips twitched slightly on his small face buried in the crook of his arms.
Well, she had to admit it.
Wen Wangzhou's indifferent but arrogant personality really appeals to her-
Unlike other tiring high schools, Songxiang High School ends at five o'clock in the afternoon.
When Wen Wangzhou left the classroom, He Yihan no longer knew where he had gone.
Probably playing truant again.
Wen Wangzhou packed his schoolbag, carried it with one hand, and left the class.
Unlike other high schools, Songxiang High School pays special attention to the development of clubs and hobbies.
One month before the start of school, all clubs are recruiting newcomers to join the clubs.
Usually there is a corner on the playground, which is specially used for the club to recruit newcomers.
Almost every time Wen Wangzhou passed by here, he would receive a bunch of leaflets promoting the club.
But after all, he didn't come to school to join the club, and he never joined any club that offered him an olive branch.
However, today's Wenwangzhou stopped in front of the booth recruited by the club.
He glanced up.
On the large horizontal batch, there is a striking red font.
The reading club, if you love reading, come and register!
The person in charge of recruiting newcomers from the club did not expect that Wen Wangzhou stopped in front of their booth, and excitedly stepped forward to introduce the club, "Our club"
He only said four words before being interrupted by Wen Wangzhou.
"Are the weekly activities long?"
The person in charge showed 100% enthusiasm and replied: "Our weekly activities are not long at all. On Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays, we have reading clubs, and there is only one hour a day Eh, don't go."
Wen Wangzhou didn't even look at it, and went directly to a promotional position next to him, "How many activities do you have every week?"
"We are the Society of Steel and Love"
Seeing the look in Wen Wangzhou's eyes, the person in charge was startled, and directly told the truth.
"It's just to study robots. It's not long. There are two experiments a week, each for three hours"
"We are a gourmet club, every day after school, for half an hour, we learn new recipes"
"Only four hours a week""
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In the end, Wen Wangzhou finally found a club he was satisfied with.
"We we have to participate in after-school activities for half an hour at a minimum every week, and the maximum depends on your interest."
Wen Wangzhou didn't even look at the name of the association, and said decisively: "Where's the form?"
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"Where is the application form for entering the society?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com