To spare everyone the hassle, Class Five only changed seats once every half semester.
Don't ask why they were only changing seats so long after the Midterm Exam. Counting the extra classes during winter break later on, wasn't this just about half a semester?
Apart from a few classmates being "split up," most people kept the same deskmates and the same classmates in front of and behind them.
The seating shifted sideways as a whole. The first group moved to the second, the second to the third-and the fourth looped all the way around to the first.
Everyone had their own desk and chair, which they moved along with them when changing seats. For the students in the fourth group, that was a major undertaking.
Chen Shi'an piled all his books in the center of his desktop. Rather than dragging his desk like the others, he stretched out both arms and lifted the entire heavy, book-laden desk.
"Holy shit!!"
"Daoist Master!! What kind of superhuman strength is that?!"
"Have you got robotic arms or something?!"
"It's fine. Not heavy."
Chen Shi'an chuckled, carried his desk past the podium, and brought it all the way over to the first group.
Back in the fourth group, he had sat on the aisle side. Now that he had moved to the first group, he was sitting against the wall.
After setting his desk down, Chen Shi'an went back to the fourth group for his chair.
Lin Meng Qiu had finished organizing her desk too. With her backpack on, she tugged at the heavy desk, its legs scraping noisily against the floor. She now had even more books than Chen Shi'an, and as she dragged the desk, she had to steady the tall stack from time to time. Otherwise, if they fell, she would