my little deskmate

Chapter 27 Sour Plum Powder

Bei Juncheng said, "Is the food ready?"

Xu Yixing picked up a bulging denim bag, smiled like a wild man, and said, "Ready."

Bei Juncheng said, "Bring your cup here."

Xu Yixing handed the cup, seeing Bei Juncheng poured something from his jar into his cup, asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Sour plum powder."

Xu Yixing nodded and grinned, "It smells sour, like fruit, a little more, a little more..."

Miao Xiuran over there glanced curiously, but couldn't say anything.

Song Anping never drank messy things, he only had two choices: boiled cold water or mineral water, and Bei Juncheng didn't give it to him either.

Going to class together, Song Anping said to Miao Xiuran, "I'll take you to Teacher Zhao."

Miao Xiuran put his hands in his trouser pockets and hummed coolly.

He was handsome in himself, coupled with his flamboyant clothes, he kept attracting girls' attention all the way.

After arriving on the second floor, the troops split into two groups. Song Anping brought Miao Xiuran to the office, and Xu Yixing and the two returned to the classroom. In front of the classroom, most people had already started to take out the tutorial books they bought to do the questions, quietly There was no sound, and at the back of the classroom, some people were chatting, some were sleeping, and more people were laughing and playing around with nothing to do.

The atmosphere is very different.

Bei Juncheng took the small bag from Xu Yixing's hand, hung it on the hook between the two of them, sat down and asked, "How many English words did you remember that Lora said this morning?"

When mentioning this, Xu Yixing felt very embarrassed, and said in embarrassment, "I didn't write down any of them." And he always felt that there was something wrong with his pronunciation...

Bei Juncheng took out his English textbook, opened the last word list, looked at him and said, "Come on, let me read it."

Seeing Bei Juncheng's serious expression and serious attitude, Xu Yixing squeezed his fingers and began to read the first word in a low voice.

"honest..."

Just after reading a word, Fang Yi suddenly jumped out from behind Xu Yixing, leaned on Xu Yixing's back and laughed, "What are you doing? Learning words? Wow, working so hard?"

Xu Yixing was originally ashamed of his spoken English, but now he felt even more shy. He pushed Fang Yi away, closed his English textbook, and said defensively, "What are you talking about, let's go as we go."

Fang Yi still smiled and said, "Come on, read me."

"No." Xu Yixing pursed his lips tightly.

Bei Juncheng saw Xu Yixing's trembling fingers, his dodging posture, and his unusually unconfident appearance, and then looked at the clear and distinct environment around him, secretly paying attention.

After Fang Yi made such a fuss, Xu Yixing didn't want to speak anymore.

At this moment, Miao Xiuran came over carrying a large pile of books. It was obvious that he was a freshman who had attracted everyone's attention, but he walked to the row in front of Beijun City and found the little girl with his name on it. Note, put down the book and sat down.

Unexpectedly, Miao Xiuran was sitting in front of them.

Xu Yixing and Bei Juncheng looked at each other.

Miao Xiuran put the book on the table casually, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and prepared to continue playing.

Xu Yixing kicked the leg of his chair, and reminded him in a low voice while he turned his head, "Mobile phones are not allowed in the classroom, and they will be confiscated if found."

Miao Xiuran resentfully put away the phone and went to look for the small note on their table, but the small note had been torn off by Bei Juncheng's obsessive-compulsive disorder, and said, "So you are sitting in the back, I still I don't know your names."

Xu Yixing introduced, "My name is Xu Yixing, his name is Bei Juncheng, and we know your name is Miao Xiuran."

After a while, Jiang Ling came to the classroom and found that his deskmate was a handsome guy, so he took a few more curious glances.

The handsome Miao Xiuran also saw Jiang Ling, a beautiful woman. The two of them met each other's eyes and smiled tacitly, which means they knew each other.

Xu Yixing took a cup of hot boiled water from the water dispenser, and the sour plum powder under the cup was smudged by the boiling water, and the thick, sour and sweet smell of the plum wafted into the air, making people gulp.

Wow, it smells so good, I already want to drool before drinking it, this sour plum water must be delicious.

Xu Yixing took a sip carefully along the rim of the cup. The water was very hot, and the sour plum powder underneath hadn't fully melted, so the top was a bit bland, but the taste was surprisingly good. It was not at all the same as the sour plum powder and sour plum soup sold outside. It is sweet and sour, and there is another cool feeling, which is completely natural fruit sweet and sour.

Even Miao Xiuran in the front row couldn't help but look back.

Xu Yixing shook Bei Juncheng's arm excitedly, opened his eyes wide, and said excitedly, "Drink well."

Bei Juncheng looked at him and said, "I know you like to drink these things."

Jiang Ling turned her head, sniffed her nose, and said, "Xu Yixing, where did you buy your drink, it smells so good."

Xu Yixing chuckled and said, "Guess."

Bei Juncheng looked at him with a face full of ambition, and smiled silly, and couldn't help laughing, and said to Jiang Ling, "I didn't buy it."

Jiang Ling clasped her hands together and said, "Then can you share something with me?"

Xu Yixing was a bit reluctant to reject the beauty, but he still refused firmly, "No."

"why?"

If it was Xu Yixing's own thing, he would be happy to share it with these people, but if it was given to him by Bei Juncheng, he was not willing.

I hate such a selfish self a little bit, but if I don't want to, I just don't want to.

"Because it's very precious, this thing." Xu Yixing said seriously.

Jiang Ling shrugged regretfully, and said, "Okay."

After Xu Yixing refused, he had mixed feelings in his heart. For a while, he thought how he could reject the girl, and for a while, he thought that this was Bei Juncheng's thing, and he couldn't use it as a favor.

So it became more and more tangled.

He scratched his thick hair in distress.

Bei Juncheng twitched his brows slightly, and said, "Why?" He knew that Xu Yixing was not a stingy person, he could take out anything, so this kind of behavior like protecting food was very strange.

Xu Yixing hugged the cup tightly in his arms, looked at Bei Juncheng, and said sadly, "I can't bear it."

Bei Juncheng asked in a low voice, "What are you reluctant to bear?"

Xu Yixing's eyelashes trembled, bit the wall of the cup, and said, "Because this is what you gave me, what you gave me, I am reluctant to share it with others."

Bei Juncheng seemed to be poured down a cup of ironing water, feeling a little more joyful in his heart, and asked, "Is it because of me that I can't bear it?"

He leaned close to Bei Juncheng's ear and whispered, "I'm so selfish, I want to stay alone and taste what you gave me secretly, so I don't want to share it with them."

Bei Juncheng's brows and eyes were gradually stained with a faint smile.

It turned out that it was because of him that he was reluctant.

Since Xu Yixing liked it so much, he made more of it. This sour plum powder was originally made for him.

But I still need to ask Grandpa to collect more green plums, hawthorns, licorice and osmanthus, or some mint, Xu Yixing seems quite satisfied.

But Xu Yixing, who rejected others, was unhappy, he felt a bit bad.

Xu Yixing thought for a while, took out a bag of pine nuts from his bag, handed it to Jiang Ling, blinked his eyes, and said softly, "That's not there, but there is this one, do you want it?"

Jiang Ling smiled brightly at Xu Yixing, she was too pretty, and said happily, "I want it, hey, I like this too, thank you!"

"you are welcome."

Seeing Jiang Ling happy, Xu Yixing finally showed a relieved smile.

As long as it's not something for Bei Juncheng, the rest doesn't matter at all.

He made faces at Bei Juncheng.

Bei Juncheng couldn't help but rub his hands when he saw the lack of a lesson, rubbed his hair, and scolded with a smile, "You're stupid."

Xu Yixing said softly, "I'm happy!"

As the class was approaching, Zhao Feiming entered the classroom to check the movement of the students in the classroom. The noisy classroom immediately fell silent, and everyone sat down in an orderly manner. Xu Yixing took out his Chinese textbook and pretended to study hard.

Zhao Feiming turned around and said, "Everyone has met some of the teachers in the morning, and you should have a preliminary understanding of the teaching style of each teacher and the learning progress of No. [-] Middle School. The practice of No. [-] Middle School is to take quizzes for the whole grade every month. Once, the rankings of the whole grade will be announced, and at the end of the midterm and the end of the semester, there will be a joint exam for the entire Ink City, and there are countless other big and small exams, learning this thing, if you don’t advance, you will fall back.”

The tense atmosphere descended again.

"Every mid-term exam and final exam, students who rank in the bottom ten or more than ten in the class ask their parents, and special students are no exception."

Xu Yixing, who is currently the bottom-ranked special student in his class, shed tears of sadness for himself.

It would be really embarrassing if parents were invited because of poor grades.

"Of course, some people will say, teacher, I think it's good to be admitted to an ordinary school. Anyway, if you are a special student, you can do well in the culture test. You can play whatever you want, enjoy yourself in time, ha ha, if you With this kind of thinking in mind, you can transfer schools now, and our school will help you with the formalities and transfer your student status."

"In my class, I will never allow this kind of person to appear, do you understand?" His gaze is majestic and seductive, many people dare not face his eyes, and lower their heads instead.

Zhao Feiming said, "I will stay with you every day in the future. I believe that you will soon enter the learning state, instead of being lazy and not knowing what to do like today."

The crowd was silent.

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