Charming Fighting Beauty Chapter 4

Harper Chen did something quite meaningless: trying to reason with someone who was so sleepy that he was unconscious.

"I won't apply red potion on you." Harper Chen promised, don't be awkward: "Olivia Xia...you are pressing my hand."

Olivia Xia held the other person's arm with both hands, rubbed her face lovingly after hearing this, and naturally curved the corners of her mouth: "Table, table~"

"This is the first time that Zhuozhu called my name." Olivia Xia actually couldn't quite hear what Harper Chen was saying. She was able to catch her own name because it was familiar. She was indeed sleepy. She stayed up all night last night and couldn't catch up on her sleep this morning. It didn't go well, but she finally got a scent that made her feel at ease. Olivia Xia instinctively didn't want to let go.

So she was like an unreasonable child, acting like a baby and apologizing like crazy, but she just refused to follow her parents' instructions.

"Table---Table~" Olivia Xia smiled, no matter what Harper Chen said, she always said: "I like Table-Table~ I like Table-Table the most~"

...

Harper Chen gave up on herself and discussed with her: "Can I change my hand?"

For convenience, Harper Chen used his dominant hand, that is, his right hand.

Olivia Xia's seat is on her left. Currently, Harper Chen's upper body is to the left, his right hand is stretched forward, and he is hugged by Olivia Xia. If Harper Chen compromised, then wait until she turned around and held the book in her left hand. At this time, her hands were crossed and stacked, forming a capital "X".

Let's face it, this scene is a bit silly.

If the teacher came in suddenly, I wouldn't know whether to scold you for daring to sleep while reading early, or to complain about how novel your posture is.

Olivia Xia's movements remained unchanged: "Happy..."

"Okay, I got it." Harper Chen interrupted her.

She took the initiative to pass her left hand to Olivia Xia. Olivia Xia put her right arm into his arms, closed her eyes, and hugged Harper Chen's left hand accurately.

She pressed Harper Chen's right hand under her head, and used her head to push against the palm of Harper Chen's left hand.

This was the first time that Harper Chen had touched the top of someone else's head. Perhaps due to the influence of the central air conditioner above, his hands were slightly cold.

Olivia Xia's hair looked smooth, but actually it was a bit stiff overall. Occasionally, a few strands of hair would pass through Harper Chen's fingers and scratch the back of Harper Chen's hand, causing an itch.

In the back seat, the girl on the left nudged her seatmate with her elbow, telling her to look forward.

Ancheng is a complete school with both junior high and high school departments. Both of them and Olivia Xia were admitted directly from the school, and they are quite familiar with Olivia Xia.

The girl on the left mouthed: "Holy Sh!t, look, she's touching Olivia Xia's head!!"

"Holy Sh!t, look! She's touching Olivia Xia's head!!" The girl on the right turned into a repeater in shock.

A girl like Olivia Xia, who is good-looking, popular and loves to laugh, is definitely famous in Ancheng No. 1 Middle School. However, many students now have forgotten the reason why Olivia Xia became famous in the first place.

They were in the first year of junior high school at that time, and they were in a similar situation to the beginning of school now. Olivia Xia lay down alone in her seat to take a nap, her face flushed from sleep.

There was a boy in their class who really had weak hands. He probably hadn't gotten over his bad habit of "bullying her if he liked her" in elementary school. When he saw this, he immediately started to pull Olivia Xia's pigtails.

As soon as his hand touched Olivia Xia's hair, Olivia Xia didn't even open her eyes. She twisted her waist, clamped the boy's wrist, and before anyone could react, she threw him over her shoulder.

The boy was smashed to the ground and could not recover for a long time.

"Lie---trough---"

"What happened?"

People around her were rushing in this direction, and a girl in the back seat was very close, and she could clearly see the coldness in Olivia Xia's eyes that had not completely subsided.

It's like a knife and can hurt people.

The people at the back table had no doubt that if there weren't so many people at the moment, Olivia Xia might have been able to throw people away as far as they could.

Olivia Xia was at fault, and the boy was innocent. Olivia Xia apologized profusely to the boy, with a pale face and a pitiful look as if she was also frightened.

There is nothing wrong with the boys. In adolescence, face is important and they feel embarrassed and refuse to let their teachers or parents intervene. In the end, the matter went unsolved, leaving other students with the impression that Olivia Xia seemed to be quite capable of fighting.

As for how much you can fight?

have no idea.

Compared with Olivia Xia's force value, people around him remember Olivia Xia's explanation later: "I don't like others touching my head. I'm not tall enough, so I'll be angry."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. When I first woke up, my brain reaction was slow and I would be angry when I woke up."

These two points later became the default minefield for the classmates around Olivia Xia. They were spread by word of mouth in the circle of Ancheng No. 1 Middle School, and you could find out with just a little inquiry.

That is, Harper Chen, a man who has no ears to hear what is going on outside the window and only reads the books of sages. In her eyes, Olivia Xia is a complete weirdo.

The kind with full coquettish attributes.

Unaware of the situation, Harper Chen unconsciously danced at Olivia Xia's sensitive spot, and Olivia Xia accepted it well.

Harper Chen couldn't move his hand away, his eyes were wandering around, and on a whim, he used his fingers to purr on Olivia Xia's chin.

This is a new cat-stroking technique that Harper Chen learned from his neighbor, an old lady.

Olivia Xia narrowed her eyes and made a pleasant purring sound from her throat.

Yes, it's a little cute.

Harper Chen discussed with Olivia Xia again, and this time his voice softened unconsciously: "Change your hand."

Harper Chen touched her head tentatively: "...Be good."

...

After a period of silence, Olivia Xia let go of her pressing hand and submissively changed her arm to hold her.

Harper Chen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and sat upright, trying to maintain the appearance that nothing had happened.

She turned her head so fast that she didn't see clearly how Olivia Xia's ears were gradually stained with crimson.

Morning reading only lasts for a few dozen minutes, so Harper Chen waited until class was about to begin before waking him up.

She thought it would be another hard fight, but she didn't expect that Olivia Xia raised her head as soon as she pushed her. The speed was so fast that one couldn't help but wonder: had she been prepared and waiting for him to call her?

Olivia Xia rubbed the back of her head and giggled: "Thank you, deskmate. Please excuse me, deskmate."

Harper Chen stared at the corners of Olivia Xia's mouth until he touched her. Olivia Xia hesitated: "I should...not be drooling."

"No."

The very sweet pear swirl is gone.

The title also changed back.

Harper Chen's expression remained unchanged, "Nothing happened, I was in a daze."

"Oh, oh!"

"Can I have a moment?" Harper Chen's seat is by the window. It's not convenient to get in and out at all: "I want to get a drink of water."

Olivia Xia turned her body to one side and put her feet outside the seat to facilitate Harper Chen's passage. At the same time, she asked, "Do you need my help? Just think of it as a thank you gift."

"No need." Harper Chen shook his head: "I just want to do some exercise."

"Okay."

The space was very narrow, and even after Olivia Xia gave way, there was still not much space.

Harper Chen consciously met the minimum standard and did not demand that Olivia Xia stand aside.

She passed in front of Olivia Xia, her long hair sliding down her shoulders and brushing across Olivia Xia's arms.

The two people's bodies touched, and Harper Chen's summer school uniform was affected by the friction and was pushed back, revealing Harper Chen's A4 paper-like waistline.

She has such a thin waist.

It's so thin that you can wrap it around with one hand.

It also smells good on you.

The fragrance is so fragrant that it makes you want to bury yourself in her arms and inhale fiercely.

...

Olivia Xia fell into self-abasement and felt that she was completely a pervert now.

On the other side, Harper Chen left his seat and walked straight towards the water dispenser in the back row.

When she got to her position, she did not immediately take the water. Instead, she placed the cup on top of the bucket and rubbed her left wrist.

Olivia Xia was stunned for a moment, then realized: It must have been because she pressed it numb.

My deskmate is too easy to bully.

It may seem cold and unkind on the surface, but in reality as long as you take the initiative to approach her and show a little kindness, she will choose to acquiesce to your existence because she doesn't know how to refuse.

Olivia Xia covered her face: She suddenly felt guilty for bullying an honest person.

At the other end, Harper Chen came back from pouring the water. The bell just rang, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom on the sound of the bell.

Harper Chen thanked Olivia Xia who made way for her, took out the test paper and stared at the blackboard intently.

Physics, as one of Harper Chen's most troublesome subjects, has always been a thorn in Harper Chen's heart.

Adding in the other seven subjects except Chinese, Harper Chen's heart was about to be pricked like a hedgehog.

Before the class, the teacher asked the students to take out the test papers they had done last night, saying, "Although they are all simple questions, there are a few that are very interesting and you can talk about them."

This kind of low-level Versailles with "simple questions" could no longer hurt Harper Chen. Harper Chen didn't even blink and followed the large army to take out the papers.

The question type of the paper is old, and the date marked on the top is more than ten years ago.

I don’t know where the physics teacher came from.

To be honest, the questions this time did not feel difficult, and there were obvious signs of the basic test paper. After getting the test paper and flipping through it from beginning to end, Harper Chen felt that he could understand every question.

But what’s the use of being able to understand? It’s not like it can’t be done.

Isn’t it more frustrating to understand but not be able to do it?

I thought that this time human evolution was finally willing to take me with me, but in the end, I found out: Good guy, everyone is cultivating immortality, but I am the only one who has not changed my original intention and persists in being my own hairless upright gibbon.

Outrageous.

Far from the mark.

Maybe it was because he didn’t sleep well last night and missed breakfast this morning, Harper Chen felt a dull headache. The more he tried to fight physics, the more he couldn’t calm down.

Harper Chen, who didn't want to give up, wrote hard and decided to copy all the writing on the blackboard onto the paper and read it later when he had time.

Thanks to the enthusiasm of the students in the class, Harper Chen finished copying a certain question on the blackboard, but the students had not finished discussing it.

Harper Chen had time to relax his mind and sit back and watch their performance. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed Olivia Xia. Her deskmate had her head lowered. Harper Chen thought she was dozing off again until he didn't see clearly.

It turned out not to be the case.

Olivia Xia lowered her head and wrote and drew on the test paper. Sometimes her expression was tangled, sometimes she doubted herself, and her face was full of bitterness and hatred. Harper Chen Fenyu vividly interprets a poor student who can't solve the problem, which can be called a problem solving version.

Harper Chen looked at it, feeling somewhat comforted for no reason ---

It turns out that I am not the only one who is surrounded by academic elites.

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