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Chapter 206: We Changed Seats!

The next day, Lu Renkui got her wish, and Teacher Wang agreed to let her change seats.

After repeatedly assuring Teacher Wang that they would not talk to Ying Meihua's friend Lu Changge, the two girls happily moved Ying Meihua's desk next to Lu Changge's desk during the long break.

Lu Changge's original deskmate was moved to the seat of a boy who used to sit at a single table, while that boy moved to Ying Meihua's original seat.

"Hehehe, we managed to coax Old Wang out of his wits." Lu Changge excitedly rubbed his hands together like a fly, then pulled out a notebook with a full eighty pages and slammed it in front of Ying Meihua, saying, "Come and draw for me! My OC, 30! Draw for me!"

"Damn it, are you treating me like a slave?" Lu Renkui's eyes were full of resistance—although she had taught herself to draw and could still hold her own as an art student like Ying Meihua, drawing more than 30 pieces at once would be the death of her.

"Hehe, no rush, you draw my favorite one first." Lu Changge flipped through his notebook where he wrote the OC settings.

Then, Lu Changge finally found the OC she was supposed to draw in response to the plum blossom.

"Holy crap." Lu Renkui looked at the paper covered with dense black pen writing and suddenly felt immense pressure. She remembered that she had shown off her drawing skills to her deskmate before, and then her deskmate asked her to do a piece and made a bunch of demands.

Then they only gave me 3 yuan.

That was the first time Lu Renkui had ever fought with her deskmate.

When the teacher called the two girls to the office to reprimand them that day, after hearing the reason for the fight, the teacher's eyes seemed to say, "Are these two kids stupid?"

"Please, please," Lu Changge immediately began to feign pitifulness.

"Alright, alright, I'll draw, I'll draw." Lu Renkui sighed. She wanted to maintain the original owner's persona. In the original owner's memories, when encountering such things, the original owner would usually make fun of Lu Changge a couple of times before starting to draw for Lu Changge.

Lu Renkui was engrossed in drawing for Lu Changge when suddenly a hand appeared in front of him, trying to snatch the sketchbook from Lu Renkui's face.

Lu Renkui subconsciously reached out his left hand and slapped the hand of the person who had taken the notebook. The person cried out in pain and released his grip on the notebook.

However, because Lu Renkui had the pen still on the paper at that time, a long scratch was drawn on the character's face.

Although she was drawing with a pencil, Lu Renkui still felt a little heartache—her painstakingly drawn draft had been marred by this stiff, thick, and long line that ruined the overall quality.

Lu Changge looked up first, frowned at the person who had just torn the notebook, and said, "Hey! What are you doing? Blue Star Map."

Blue Star Map? Lu Renkui looked up with a hint of doubt, thinking, "I've already changed seats, are they still not going to let me go?"

Lan Xingtu rubbed his hands while looking at Ying Meihua, who was sitting in the seat, with a disgusted expression.

Lan Xingtu turned her gaze back to what Ying Meihua was drawing—she couldn't see clearly what Ying Meihua was drawing, but she saw a person on the paper, and she felt that Ying Meihua must be drawing something related to the river and the sea.

"What are you drawing?" Lan Xingtu asked sharply.

"Mind your own business!" Lu Changge was getting angry—she was watching her talented and adorable friend draw her favorite OC, but then Lan Xingtu, that notorious lunatic, suddenly snatched the drawing away. As a result, her cutest child had an unsightly scratch on their face, which could be wiped off, but Lu Changge was still furious.

Lan Xingtu looked at Ying Meihua with envy in his eyes: she was lucky enough to sit next to Jiang Hai before, but now she actually took the initiative to apply for a transfer away from Jiang Hai. Doesn't she want such a great blessing?

"What are you drawing?" Lan Xingtu repeated her question.

"She's drawing my OC," Lu Changge said angrily. "What's wrong? What are you trying to do now?"

"Huh? It's really just drawing OC?" Lan Xingtu didn't believe it—she didn't believe that no one could resist Jiang Hai's charm.

“I drew a little girl,” Lu Renkui said helplessly. She had thought that Lan Xingtu might be a bit crazy—she had looked through the original text that the system WQBYRZM had shown her before, and she felt that Lan Xingtu had a delinquent style and her thought process might be different from that of ordinary students—“I didn’t draw any boys.”

Lan Xingtu looked unconvinced and reached out to grab the notebook again.

"Enough!" Lu Changge slapped Lan Xingtu's hand away, then slammed her hand on the book, angrily saying, "What exactly are you trying to do? Everyone in the class knows about those crumpled pieces of paper you wrote. Are you crazy? Ying Meihua is just sitting next to the person you like."

"And this is just a little girl, a little girl! Not a boy! Are you blind?" Lu Changge became more and more agitated as she spoke. "Who do you like? What? Is he a little boy? Huh?"

Lan Xingtu was furious and said, "What's wrong? It's a drawing of a little girl, so why can't I look at it? Are you feeling guilty? Are you two feeling guilty?"

"Are you crazy?" Lu Changge's temper flared even more. She jumped up from her chair and pointed at the Blue Star Map. "I just don't want to show it to you. You're messing with other people's things and you still think you're right?"

"Come on, sit down first." Lu Renkui pressed Lu Changge back into her seat, then opened her thermos and poured Lu Changge a cup of jasmine tea at a suitable temperature, saying, "Have a sip of tea to calm down, I'll talk to her."

"Honestly, who you like has nothing to do with me. Your constant suspicion and imagining everyone as your rival in love is not good for anyone." Lu Renkui said, picking up an eraser and starting to erase the scratch.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Take your hand back." Lu Renkui slapped Lan Xingtu's hand away, blew away the eraser shavings, and said, "If you have a crush on someone, just play the role of someone who has a crush. You should know that you and him are just ordinary classmates right now. Even if you are unhappy that other girls are getting close to the boy you like, you have no right or position to scold me."

"The seats were arranged by the teacher, so go and make a fuss with the teacher."

"Hey, don't talk about me like that." Lu Renkui immediately took out a pencil and stopped Lan Xingtu's outstretched finger, saying, "If you talk about me again, the person you like will become gay, kneeling on the bed in a skirt while calling other boys 'daddy' and getting their ass pierced."

When Lu Changge and Lan Xingtu were arguing, it had already attracted the attention of some classmates. When they heard Ying Meihua say this, several boys in the crowd laughed first, and several girls also made a meaningful "Oh—" sound.

Lan Xingtu's face, already flushed with anger, turned even redder, but she pointed at "Ying Meihua" without saying a word for a long time. Finally, she turned and left because the school bell rang and the teacher entered the classroom.

The students who had been watching the commotion from afar immediately returned to their seats.

During class, seeing that the students were drowsy, the history teacher told them some unfounded and fabricated historical stories to wake them up before they went to sleep.

Lu Changge also took this opportunity to chat with "Ying Meihua".

"Wow, how did you find someone to talk back to this crazy woman? She can't say a word."

“Oh, that’s very simple.” Seeing that the history teacher was still talking about “the reason why Cao Cao didn’t let anyone sleep near him was because he was a woman,” Lu Renkui guessed that the history teacher probably wouldn’t get to the important points anytime soon, so she whispered to Lu Changge about her years of experience in arguing.

"For someone like that who's obsessed with love, it's useless to insult them. If that person also has some masochistic tendencies, they might even enjoy it. But if you insult the person that someone obsessed with love likes, they'll definitely get angry at you."

“So.” Lu Changge nodded as if he had received some profound wisdom.