The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling entered the classroom.

Before she got there, the boy in the last row stood up immediately.

This is where Sumeru was supposed to be.

He packed his things quickly.

"Sit down, boss!"

"Yes." Xia Ling sat down in her seat.

In front of her, Tang Mohan was also sitting in his original position.

Second-to-last row, down the hall.

The seats weren't much, but this time, the people sitting in front, behind, and beside him were all girls.

The girls were obviously very interested in Tang Mohan.

Xia Ling frowned and raised her chin at the boy next to her.

"You get up, too."

"Ah?" The one sitting next to her was Monkey.

When he heard the girl's order, he was still a little lost.

Looking at him, the girl curled her lips and gestured at Monkey.

"Boss, what orders do you have?" Monkey leaned over in puzzlement.

A loud thud landed directly on his head.

"Get up! Make way!"

Monkey covered his head and quickly got up.

Standing at the side, he did not quite understand what the young lady meant.

Hadn't he always been sitting at the same table as the young lady for a year and a half of friendship.

What was he trying to do? Could it be that he was going to be promoted by someone else?

*

The young lady's fair fingers poked Tang Mohan in the front seat.

"Come over and sit beside me."

Her voice was indifferent.

Tang Mohan sat up and turned his head to look at her.

"Why?"

Xia Ling said, "Because the table I'm sitting at is the most comfortable for me to sleep on."

"Oh." Tang Mohan stood up.

When he came over, Monkey could only sit in front of the girl.

"Boss, you're placing more importance on your lover than your little brother."

When he turned his head around, Monkey had a look of grievance on his face.

"Get lost." The girl waved her hand.

Monkey shrugged his shoulders and let out a long sigh.

He turned around and said that he was sighing, but his face was full of smiles again.

When Su Xia was around, although they had suffered a lot from her bullying, with her around, the people in the third year of high school did not dare to be too arrogant.

Now, not only were they in their third year of high school, even the first-year students were bullying them!

However, these days would not last long. The girl had already returned.

*

Tang Mohan sat in the last row and officially became Xia Ling's deskmate.

He leaned on the table that was rumored to be a good place to sleep. In fact, they were all tables. There was no better feeling.

However, with the girl sitting next to him, Tang Mohan could smell the familiar fragrance of the shower gel.

When he was half asleep, the girl's voice was lowered.

Perhaps it was because her voice was better than the other girls', so when he heard her speak, Tang Mohan did not feel annoyed. Instead, he felt very comfortable.

*

Monkey was Su Xia's underling.

Sitting in front of them, he was responsible for helping Su Xia do her homework and fill in the test paper every day.

Monkey's scribbled handwriting was very hard to copy. Helping Xia Ling to write another copy was really difficult for him.

And Tang Mohan's existence greatly reduced the difficulty of the teacher correcting the homework.

Even if it was Monkey's scribbled handwriting, the teacher knew that he was copying Tang Mohan. With his eyes closed, he only needed to tick.

Originally, it would have been a huge favor if the entire grade 12 class 3 could do a good job and let the students from the last three rows copy it.

But now, with Tang Mohan around, there was no need to owe him favors or say anything nice.

As long as he copied Tang Mohan's homework, he would definitely write it all right the next day. He wouldn't even need to correct his homework. Everyone would be happy.

Therefore, with Monkey as the leader, the students from the last few rows quickly recognized Tang Mohan's identity as the "boss's man."