"What are you chasing about? I just said this earlier—should the item be damaged, we can send it back for a replacement. This is the chapter content of 'Rural Beauty 389.'" Lu Yun had only said this casually—two hair clips exchanged for a strikingly white, proud, and slightly aloof little girl, a worthwhile sacrifice. After the several female customers left the convenience store, only a few male buyers came in sporadically. Today, however, it was different—when the women were present, the usually shy male customers didn’t flood in as expected. Knowing that Liu’s widow wouldn’t be making any further fuss, Lu Yun had left early. According to the schedule, the first class in the afternoon should have been biology. Yet when class began, all the male students were left stunned—Teacher Yang Yanping, the most stylish biology teacher in the school, had ended up wobbling like a chicken with a crooked neck, having been knocked off balance by Lu Yun's well-aimed hook punch to the chin and now on leave with a complaint. As she entered the classroom, the male students couldn't help but collectively sigh. Why? Teacher Yang was renowned for her elegance—her classes offered students a feast for the eyes. Now, with her replaced by the universally disliked "crooked-necked chicken," how could students help but express their surprise and regret? Upon entering the classroom, Yang Yanping's first glance was sharply fixed on Lu Yun, her expression seemingly intent on crushing him to pieces. With a clear throat, she stepped to the podium and declared, "Today, we're rearranging seats." A loud ripple of reaction immediately spread throughout the classroom. Lu Yun reacted most strongly—this crooked-necked chicken chicken, upon returning to school, had clearly come straight at him. Glancing sideways at Liang Hongyu, he sighed, "Little Zhu, it seems we're going to have to part ways. This is the content of Chapter 389 of 'Rural Beauty.' Liang Hongyu bit her lower lip tightly, a thin sheen of moisture forming in her bright eyes. She knew well that since the homeroom teacher had announced the seat adjustment, she and Lu Yun would inevitably be separated. With a choked voice, she said, "Then let it be. But no matter whom you sit with, don't even think of making any moves on her." Lu Yun nodded. At that moment, words of comfort were no longer necessary—only their steady, expressive gazes remained. It wasn't just that Lu Yun and Liang Hongyu were unhappy—many of the boys in the class were also dissatisfied, especially those who had shared desks with girls. With this new seating arrangement, they didn't know who they'd end up sitting with. Of course, where there were disappointed students, there were also beneficiaries—those boys who hadn't shared desks with girls now saw their opportunities. They were full of hope that the ever-compassionate Wobbling Chicken of a boy would finally allow them to sit together with a girl. The boys in the class murmured in discontent—clearly, this was a quiet form of retaliation from the crooked chicken against Lu Yun. Yet those who had a grudge against Lu Yun, like Wang Dabao, were absolutely delighted—what a way to make him feel even more arrogant, to have him constantly flirting and getting cozy with the class president! Now, he was truly at a loss. Some boys, however, quietly envied Lu Yun. Wang Shiyu, though only recently transferred, had already attracted several suitors. Now that Lu Yun sat beside her, all those hopes seemed utterly dashed. Liang Hongyu was quite surprised by the outcome. She turned to check on Lu Yun with concern, then pulled out her textbook. But from the slight tremble in his shoulders, Lu Yun could tell the girl was doing her best to hold back her emotions and not break down. "Damn it—this is plain old bullying!" Lei muttered, equally dissatisfied. Before he finished speaking, a piece of chalk flew silently toward him. "Class begins!" "Stiff-necked Roast Chicken gave Lu Yun a sharp glance, clearly signaling, 'You always talk about wanting to stand out—so I've paired you with this new transfer student. See how well you can act like you used to, bustling around with the girls during my class!' Wang Shiyu, with her gentle and refined nature, immediately understood the reason behind Stiff-necked Roast Chicken's move. She gave Lu Yun a little tongue-twitch, her face still serious, and whispered, 'I'm sorry—I've really inconvenienced you.' Lu Yun shook his head, sighed, and said, 'I've known for a while that the punch Stiff-necked Roast Chicken gave me wouldn't go unanswered. I just didn't expect him to use such a subtle method to retaliate—curses!' Hearing Lu Yun break into a sharp expletive, Wang Shiyu felt even more guilty. She had clearly noticed Liang Hongyu's heartfelt gaze earlier, and now, with a pang of regret, realized that just by transferring to this school, she had inadvertently separated two classmates who had been close friends and had been sharing a romantic bond. Lu Yun is now sitting in the last row, yet positioned north-south from Liang Hongyu, separated by four desks, and situated on the inner side. To see him, Liang Hongyu no longer finds it as convenient as Wang Shiyu used to when observing Lu Yun. Given her nature, she would hardly glance at Lu Yun repeatedly in front of her classmates. The person with the crooked neck and chicken-style dish is currently delighted, delivering his lecture with vibrant energy—seeming to have fully compensated for the slight setback to Lu Yun. With every gesture and word, he speaks with animated enthusiasm, occasionally casting condescending glances toward Lu Yun, as if to say, "On my own patch of land, you're simply a mere visitor." Suddenly, there was a boy beside her, and even though Wang Shiyu was usually so outgoing, she found herself a bit uncomfortable. Moreover, now she could truly understand Liang Hongyu’s feelings. She glanced at Lu Yun, who was staring straight at the homeroom teacher without expression. She wanted to quietly speak to him to draw his attention away, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere between them had changed—no longer the same as when they had been on the playground. Unwilling to be treated this way, Lu Yun was determined to straighten out that crooked chicken leg, which had clearly been arranged specifically for him. While it was true that regular seat adjustments were common—especially in elementary school, where seats were often changed every semester—this particular arrangement felt deliberately targeted. It was as if they were trying to separate him from Xiao Yu, and Lu Yun was determined to make it happen. "Distance creates beauty," Wang Shiyu finally managed to say after thinking hard. "You two can still hang out together after class." Lu Yun was taken aback, turned to Wang Shiyu, and gave her a warm smile. As a sensitive girl, Wang Shiyu had been subtly resentful toward both Lu Yun and Xiao Yu. If she had kept her face scowling all along, it would have easily made her feel guilty. Lu Yun had already heard her express this sentiment more than once—she recalled that the very punch he delivered to the "Twisted Chicken" had been initiated simply because he had helped her carry her desk. Thus, he used his smile to ease her sense of guilt. …… Country Beauty 389, Main Text 389 – Seat Adjustment Updated!