My name is Bai Xin. I have already spent the wonderful first year of high school in a middle school in City X. Now I am also ready to waste my second year of high school in a daze.I was treating this middle-aged woman as a lecture on the podium and using the sound of what should be understood as background music. I looked at the vehicles passing by outside the window, and the classroom was large enough. In the last row that no one noticed, this place can indeed be called the king's hometown.However, here, Wang's hometown also needs to be shared with others. I turned my face and ignored the splashing saliva of the Chinese teacher. I looked at the empty seat on the right. It has been a quarter of an hour since class, but my deskmate has not arrived yet.She was late in the past, but has it been a bit long this time...