The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!
/ The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him! Chapter 4 part2
Xiang Han, who had just finished provoking him, quietly exhaled when he saw that Shen Ze did not react. That's right, Shen Ze was currently only a problem student who had not yet twisted and blackened. What did he have to fear?
Xiang Han reassuringly turned away and glanced at the timetable at the corner of his table. Then, he took out a book, ‘Cramming 100 days before an exam(Math edition)' and pretended to read it.
Shen Ze finally looked at him with a malicious gaze. His voice was like ice, enunciating each word, “Wipe it off.”
“Hm?” Xiang Han abruptly looked up and when he saw his expression, he was scared silly. He instinctively backed away and nervously stuttered, “Y-Y-You, what are you doing?”
Shen Ze narrowed his eyes and swept a glance over the table, repeating, “Wipe it off immediately.”
“Oh, oh!” Xiang Han hurriedly took a piece of tissue but after wiping it twice, he suddenly regained his senses.
Wait, his reaction was far too cowardly, and would only serve to boost the other person's arrogance, and tyrannical and haughty attitude.
Wiping was fine but logic needed to be discussed. In forming relationships, one couldn't simply yield in the face of intimidation and become the submissive roleplayer.
“Elder brother...S-Shen Ze,” Xiang Han swiftly changed his form of address upon receiving such a threatening glare, “Teacher Zhang only told you to move over but she did not tell you to sit in my seat. Moreover, it was you who, who....”
Before he could complete his argument, Shen Ze had already restrained his right arm and pressed it down on the table with a deathly grip.
Xiang Han was terrified and forced to bend forward. He nervously asked, “Y-You, what are you doing?”
He glanced at the other classmates around them and lowered his voice cautiously, “Everyone is looking, if you still dare to do anything, I…”
Xiang Han hadn't finished with his “I” when Shen Ze took Xiang Han's sleeves as a rag cloth and pressed his elbows down on the table, using it to clean the footprint thoroughly.
Xiang Han was dumbfounded and only recovered after a long while. He was boiling with rage. This Shen Ze was truly an unteachable student, he hadn't even finished imparting his logic! Thankfully his mysophobia was mostly gone or else he would have collapsed by now.
Xiang Han swallowed this bitterness and turned around. Seeing how Shen Ze laid out his books properly before going back to sleep, he wished he could rub off all the dirt on his sleeves to his head.
But right on time, the bell for the next class rang and the maths teacher walked in with a stack of question paper. He could only pat his sleeves and retracted his gaze in disappointment while secretly thinking, “Fall down...Fall down…”
He chanted this for ten minutes but during this whole time, Shen Ze continued to sleep safely and soundly. The mathematics teacher also did not seem surprised. As long as Shen Ze did not cause trouble, he would overlook him.
Chanting for half a day did not produce any results. Looked like this crow's beak ability required him to be verbal. Thus, he quietly chanted, “Fall down… Fall down…”
The mathematics teacher glanced at him several times before he finally broke the chalk and threw the broken chip at his head, “Zhao Han, what are you whispering? Come and do this question.”
“Ah?”
“Ah what? It should be ‘okay'. Where did your focus go? Hurry up and come out in front.”
“Okay.”
Xiang Han slowly stood up while glancing at the unmoving Shen Ze. In the end, he went out from the other side.
Under his sleeves, the corners of Shen Ze's lips hooked up but it quickly disappeared before flattening into a thin line, as though he was frustrated.
Xiang Han arrived in front of the black board with much difficulty and kneading the chalk in his hands for half a day, he finally turned to system, [Little Nine, this problem…]
[You still need 009's help for a middle school's math problem?] Big A couldn't help touching his forehead in the simulation space.
Xiang Han, [I can be considered to have lived for several hundreds of years. Isn't it normal to forget?]
System, [It's okay, let me do it.]
System took control of his hand and began to write at tremendous speed.
The mathematics teacher suddenly walked towards Shen Ze and knocked on his table, “If you want to sleep, get out.”
Seeing how Xiang Han dared not walk out from Shen Ze's side earlier, the teacher was unhappy. Sleeping was no big deal, but he shouldn't be a bother to other students.
Shen Ze looked up without a hint of sleepiness on his face and walked out nonchalantly.
Xiang Han had finished the question and put down the chalk on the table. Seeing the ‘culprit' walk out from beside him, he couldn't help but whisper, “Why isn't he falling?”
Just as he spoke, Shen Ze's leg stumbled over the teacher's desk and he fell down with a loud bang.
Xiang Han, “...”
The rest of the class, “...”
Shen Ze had coincidentally heard the whisper and thus, even though it was him who tripped all by himself, he turned back angrily to glare at Xiang Han.
Xiang Han guiltily backed away when he saw Shen Ze's dark expression. He bent down and asked, “Are you okay?”
Shen Ze coldly turned away and stood up, even patting down his clothes. However, some traces of blood could be seen on his sleeves which was obviously from the injury he had sustained in the morning. He even limped slightly as he walked.
The mathematics teacher walked over and pushed his glasses up, frowning, “Zhao Han, you send him to the clinic.”
“...Yes, Teacher Xu.”
To be able to openly build their relationship with justification, Xiang Han would naturally not reject it. He pretended to reluctantly agree but once he stepped forward to support Shen Ze, he was heartlessly pushed aside.
Xiang Han rubbed his nose and decided to simply follow behind.
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Shen Ze's eyes were firmly locked onto the footprint on his desk and in the next instant, a chilly aura spread from his body. Darkness seemed to spill from his eyes.
Xiang Han, who had just finished provoking him, quietly exhaled when he saw that Shen Ze did not react. That's right, Shen Ze was currently only a problem student who had not yet twisted and blackened. What did he have to fear?
Xiang Han reassuringly turned away and glanced at the timetable at the corner of his table. Then, he took out a book, ‘Cramming 100 days before an exam(Math edition)' and pretended to read it.
Shen Ze finally looked at him with a malicious gaze. His voice was like ice, enunciating each word, “Wipe it off.”
“Hm?” Xiang Han abruptly looked up and when he saw his expression, he was scared silly. He instinctively backed away and nervously stuttered, “Y-Y-You, what are you doing?”
Shen Ze narrowed his eyes and swept a glance over the table, repeating, “Wipe it off immediately.”
“Oh, oh!” Xiang Han hurriedly took a piece of tissue but after wiping it twice, he suddenly regained his senses.
Wait, his reaction was far too cowardly, and would only serve to boost the other person's arrogance, and tyrannical and haughty attitude.
Wiping was fine but logic needed to be discussed. In forming relationships, one couldn't simply yield in the face of intimidation and become the submissive roleplayer.
“Elder brother...S-Shen Ze,” Xiang Han swiftly changed his form of address upon receiving such a threatening glare, “Teacher Zhang only told you to move over but she did not tell you to sit in my seat. Moreover, it was you who, who....”
Before he could complete his argument, Shen Ze had already restrained his right arm and pressed it down on the table with a deathly grip.
Xiang Han was terrified and forced to bend forward. He nervously asked, “Y-You, what are you doing?”
He glanced at the other classmates around them and lowered his voice cautiously, “Everyone is looking, if you still dare to do anything, I…”
Xiang Han hadn't finished with his “I” when Shen Ze took Xiang Han's sleeves as a rag cloth and pressed his elbows down on the table, using it to clean the footprint thoroughly.
Xiang Han was dumbfounded and only recovered after a long while. He was boiling with rage. This Shen Ze was truly an unteachable student, he hadn't even finished imparting his logic! Thankfully his mysophobia was mostly gone or else he would have collapsed by now.
Xiang Han swallowed this bitterness and turned around. Seeing how Shen Ze laid out his books properly before going back to sleep, he wished he could rub off all the dirt on his sleeves to his head.
But right on time, the bell for the next class rang and the maths teacher walked in with a stack of question paper. He could only pat his sleeves and retracted his gaze in disappointment while secretly thinking, “Fall down...Fall down…”
He chanted this for ten minutes but during this whole time, Shen Ze continued to sleep safely and soundly. The mathematics teacher also did not seem surprised. As long as Shen Ze did not cause trouble, he would overlook him.
Chanting for half a day did not produce any results. Looked like this crow's beak ability required him to be verbal. Thus, he quietly chanted, “Fall down… Fall down…”
The mathematics teacher glanced at him several times before he finally broke the chalk and threw the broken chip at his head, “Zhao Han, what are you whispering? Come and do this question.”
“Ah?”
“Ah what? It should be ‘okay'. Where did your focus go? Hurry up and come out in front.”
“Okay.”
Xiang Han slowly stood up while glancing at the unmoving Shen Ze. In the end, he went out from the other side.
Under his sleeves, the corners of Shen Ze's lips hooked up but it quickly disappeared before flattening into a thin line, as though he was frustrated.
Xiang Han arrived in front of the black board with much difficulty and kneading the chalk in his hands for half a day, he finally turned to system, [Little Nine, this problem…]
[You still need 009's help for a middle school's math problem?] Big A couldn't help touching his forehead in the simulation space.
Xiang Han, [I can be considered to have lived for several hundreds of years. Isn't it normal to forget?]
System, [It's okay, let me do it.]
System took control of his hand and began to write at tremendous speed.
The mathematics teacher suddenly walked towards Shen Ze and knocked on his table, “If you want to sleep, get out.”
Seeing how Xiang Han dared not walk out from Shen Ze's side earlier, the teacher was unhappy. Sleeping was no big deal, but he shouldn't be a bother to other students.
Shen Ze looked up without a hint of sleepiness on his face and walked out nonchalantly.
Xiang Han had finished the question and put down the chalk on the table. Seeing the ‘culprit' walk out from beside him, he couldn't help but whisper, “Why isn't he falling?”
Just as he spoke, Shen Ze's leg stumbled over the teacher's desk and he fell down with a loud bang.
Xiang Han, “...”
The rest of the class, “...”
Shen Ze had coincidentally heard the whisper and thus, even though it was him who tripped all by himself, he turned back angrily to glare at Xiang Han.
Xiang Han guiltily backed away when he saw Shen Ze's dark expression. He bent down and asked, “Are you okay?”
Shen Ze coldly turned away and stood up, even patting down his clothes. However, some traces of blood could be seen on his sleeves which was obviously from the injury he had sustained in the morning. He even limped slightly as he walked.
The mathematics teacher walked over and pushed his glasses up, frowning, “Zhao Han, you send him to the clinic.”
“...Yes, Teacher Xu.”
To be able to openly build their relationship with justification, Xiang Han would naturally not reject it. He pretended to reluctantly agree but once he stepped forward to support Shen Ze, he was heartlessly pushed aside.
Xiang Han rubbed his nose and decided to simply follow behind.
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