Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

Chapter 2; Not learning culture

The atmosphere became awkward and was embarrassing.

Jian Shiwu squeezed out of the gap between the desk and chair, sweat dripping from his forehead, his breath not steady. His chest heaved up and down, and his round face was full of panic.

Jian Shiwu hid the love letter behind his back: "Shen, Shen Cheng..."

Shen Cheng's slender eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he said coldly, "You have stolen something of mine.”

"I have not!"

Injustice! It’s simply an injustice!

He clearly, obviously just took back his own things.

Jian Shiwu’s big brown eyes met Shen Cheng's emotionless black eyes, the cold feeling from his soul made him tremble a little, and he looked away with a guilty conscience: "I really didn't steal anything from you."

With this sentence, he looked as if he is really aggrieved, with the head drooping. He is shorter than Shen Cheng, and now looks more like a small quail.

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After all, in the past, Jian Shiwu was definitely extremely arrogant, not to mention their past grievances. Ti be frank, instead he would have insisted on arguing it out all the while shouting about like a rogue.

But that has nothing to do with him.

Standing beside the table, Shen Cheng still said indifferently, "Get out of the way."

Jian Shiwu was stunned.

Shen Cheng didn't even want to entangle with him too much: "I want to go in."

It was only then that Jian Shiwu reacted, he dodged around Shen Cheng to let him enter, and just as the two passed by each other, with the range of movements, suddenly;

Pat!

A very small card slipped from the cover of the love letter in his hand and fell to the ground. It was a fiery red, and there is a big heart drawn on it. Anyone can tell what it is at a glance.

This is embarrassing. He came here just thinking of taking away the love letter before Shen Cheng can see it, and hoped Shen Cheng knows that he doesnt like him anymore, and won't pester him in the future. Who knew that this stupid love letter still had some surprises up it’s sleeve.

It’s over, he’ll have to jump into the Yellow River to wash away this feeling.

No!

He can't let Shen Cheng feel that he's still in love with him.

Jian Shiwu picked up the piece of paper and took a deep breath: "Actually,this love letter  is not written by me!"

Shen Cheng sat back in the chair, his face was indifferent, he didn't even glance at Jian Shiwu, his voice was emotionless: "Really."

"Yes!"

Jian Shiwu had an idea: "Yes, it was written by Liu Heng, I saw him stuff it into your desk, I think one should study hard at this age, how could Liu Heng use these things to affect your study. "

Finally, Shen Cheng, who had never looked at him, turned his head.

Jian Shiwu sighed and pretended to hold the card in his hand in sadness: "I say, this Liu Heng is really… he doesn't study hard, I don't know what he's thinking about all day!"

Shen Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Standing about a meter away from him, the little fat boy straightened his waist, his chubby face seemed to be full of certainty, his eyes were bright, his hands were behind his back, and after meeting his own eyes, he looked a little guilty. Dodging his look, like a student in trouble standing before him being reprimanded.

Jian Shiwu finally concluded: "Don't worry, I will definitely educate Liu Heng well in the future, so that he can change his mind, be a new man, and never pester you again."

These words were justifiable, as if he was not the one who entangled and pestered Shen Cheng before.

‘Puff!’

Before getting a reaction from Shen Cheng, Jian Shiwu heard laughter from behind.

Liu Heng came over with a schoolbag and protested against his friend's plan of letting him take the blame: "Friend, I remember, was it not you that pestered Shen Cheng the most?"

“.....”

The corner of Jian Shiwu's mouth twitched, and he glared at Liu Heng fiercely.

Liu Heng shrugged and said with a smile, "You are the one who should be reformed the most, right?"

Jian Shiwu looked at Liu Heng, and wanted to throw the love letter in his monkey face, but after thinking about it, wouldn't this be a good opportunity to make it clear to Shen Cheng?

"That..."

Jian Shiwu turned around, shedding a bit of a foolish expression, and his eyebrows were unprecedentedly solemn: "Me too."

Shen Cheng lifted his eyelids and looked at him.

Jian Shiwu didn't dare to look at him, his palms were already sweaty, his heart was tense, and some words blurted out without thinking: "You study hard, I won't come to harass you in the future."

"..."

It became suddenly quiet.

Liu Heng looked at his good buddy who looked like a fool.

Could it be that he finally lost his mind because he kept begging for Shen Cheng and couldn't get him?

Jian Shiwu was also a little embarrassed after spitting out this sentence, hesitantly raised his head to see Shen Cheng's reaction, and the corner of the mouth of the young man in front of him brought up a very mocking smile. Shen Cheng's face was cold. For the first time, he smiled at Jian Shiwu, his voice was low and pleasant:

"Study hard?"

Jian Shiwu hurriedly said, "En."

"You do need to study hard."

Shen Cheng's eyes fell on Jian Shiwu's chubby little snow-white hand and corrected him: "It's love, not loev."

Jian Shiwu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked down at the little love pinyin in his hand in disbelief, and was ashamed to find that it was really spelled wrong!

After Shen Cheng finished speaking, he turned his head and continued to read, as if he didn't want to say a word to him at all. Only said: "You can go."

Jian Shiwu's hand holding the love letter trembled slightly.

"These days, if you don't have any cultural lessons, don't write a love letter casually, otherwise you will be embarassed by what you write!"

Jian Shiwu looked aggrievedly at the stupid letter, shame cloaking his face.

No, this time he was born again. He won't mess around, will study hard, and be a new person. It must not remain at just talk.

Liu Heng came and pulled him to the back: "Go, go, go."

Jian Shiwu was pulled by Liu Heng like a walking corpse and as they walked to the back to sit down. He was so nervous. He had just faced Shen Cheng, as if he were from a battle, he suddenly lost his strength. The predator-like look from Sheng Chang's eyes,he could not stand the stimulation anymore.

Liu Heng sat down beside him: "Brother Shi, I think you still have a chance."

Jian Shiwu suddenly recovered: "What?"

"Shen Cheng!"

Liu Heng sat on the chair like a fool, lowered his voice and said, "I think he treated you a little differently today."

"What's the difference?"

He did not dare to underestimate Shen Cheng at all.

He may have been pleasantly surprised to hear it before, but now he is only frightened.    Liu Heng said seriously: "He didn't read your love letters at all before, but now he can help you correct the typo."

"..."

"He used to look at you like a sewer rat, but it's different now."

Jian Shiwu held back his temper: "How is it different?"

"Like looking at a fool."

In the quiet classroom, a scream broke the calm in the next second. The students who stepped into the classroom glanced at the back row and ignored it. After all, the children of rich families don't need to worry about the sufferings of the world.

After about an hour, the head teacher came in.

Huang Jia was wearing black sportswear, with her hair tied in a ponytail, she walked in slowly with a thermos cup in her hand. This year, she is 34, and she is the old class teacher. Standing in front of the podium, she pushed her heavy glass frames up,and cleared her throat: "Is everyone here?"

The students were not divided into classes,and they are all from last year's batch.

The monitor in the first row said, "They are all here, teacher."

Huang Jia nodded lightly. She stroked her sleeves and changed her posture: "In the new semester, it is logically time to change your seat. I want to ask everyone's opinion. Who wants to change?"

During the whole semester of the first year of junior high, most of the people in the class had cultivated feelings, and have also developed close friendships with their seatmates,so, of course they will not change.

Huang Jia said, "No one wants to change, right?" 

The classroom was silent, and when everyone was still silent, a voice finally came: "Teacher, I want to change seats."

All the students turned around and saw Jian Shiwu in the last row holding up his chubby arm.

Huang Jia was slightly surprised: "Jian Shiwu?"

Jian Shiwu stood up and said frankly, "Teacher, I want to sit in the front instead."

There was gradual low laughter and shallow conversations in the class.

For this ignorant rich boy, whatever he does, everyone will just think that he is up to his usual naughty drama, tricks, and so on. They can only watch the fun.

Obviously, the class teacher thinks so too.

Huang Jia sighed inwardly: "Jian Shiwu, whom do you want to switch to the front and sit with?"

The voice fell, and the laughter in the classroom grew louder.

Suddenly, I don't know who said, "Teacher, he definitely wants to sit with Shen Cheng."

When the words fell, all the students laughed along.

After all, Jian Shiwu really didn't hide it. In the whole class,who didn't know that he was sticking to Shen Cheng like a piece of dog skin plaster. They didn't expect it to get worse on the first day of school.

Huang Jia looked at Shen Cheng. The boy sitting by the window in the second row was looking down at a book. The sun was falling on him, but his profile was an ice sculpture. He didn't spare anyone a glance, had no change in emotion, as if his name was not even even mentioned, and everything has nothing to do with him. A slightly thin boy sitting upright, isolated from the outside world and refuses to communicate.

The child is only 14 years old seems but seems to carry the weight of the world.

This is her proudest but most distressing student.

Huang Jia retracted her gaze and looked at Jian Shiwu again. She had already made a decision in her heart. If Jian Shiwu really wanted to harass his classmates, she would be the first to not allow it.

She cleared her throat and asked Jane Shiwu in front of a group of students watching the excitement:

 "Why do you want to change seats?"