my little deskmate

Chapter 4

"It's okay, but I want to tell you that I'm at the bottom not because my grades are the worst, but because I don't have any grades in No. [-] Middle School." Bei Juncheng spoke in a calm manner, with a hoarse voice that was in the process of changing, It's not bad, but it's good that it doesn't go anywhere.

"No grades?"

"I went to school abroad before and transferred back to high school."

Xu Yixing curiously asked the baby, "Study abroad, why not continue to study high school abroad?"

"Because my family has returned to China." Bei Juncheng replied.

Xu Yixing snorted.

The three of them returned to the dormitory, put the hot water aside, and went to the cafeteria to eat again with their meal cards.

The cold cafeteria is dim and dark, and there are many rows of steel tables and stools inside, but there are not many people sitting at the moment, and it looks lonely in the empty cafeteria. There are only three windows in the cafeteria, and there are no people queuing for these three windows , Xu Yixing took a few glances at the dishes inside, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Boiled tofu with cabbage, there are a lot of cabbage stalks, and the tofu is all burnt; scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the eggs are egg residues; thousands of fried shredded pork, thousands of black ones; roasted potatoes, I don’t know what to use...

The aunt who took the food introduced them to them while holding a large steel bowl of leftovers, "One meat, two vegetables, three yuan, two meat, two vegetables, four yuan, the meal is full, what do you want, young man?"

Xu Yixing's face was a bit ugly, he wanted to dislike him but didn't know where to start from, so he didn't move for a long time.

Song Anping ordered three dishes with his hands, and then put the meal card on the card reader. The card reader showed 50.00. After the aunt deducted the money, only 47 yuan was left.

Bei Juncheng is actually not used to this diet, he can skip it at noon, but if he doesn't eat it in the afternoon, he will become immortal, he said calmly, "It's 4 yuan."

Auntie let out a sigh, and added some of everything very quickly. She swiped the bowl on the counter and landed firmly in front of Bei Juncheng.

Seeing that both of them were done, no matter how unwilling Xu Yixing was, he chose the same thing as Bei Juncheng, took the steel bowl and found a place to sit next to Bei Juncheng.

Song Anping on the opposite side ate very fast and moved so quickly that Xu Yixing was stunned.

Song Anping swallowed the food in his mouth, understood Xu Yixing's expression, and said, "When we were in junior high school, we only gave half an hour to eat, and we worked out."

Are there set times for meals?

"When we were in junior high school, we had to make up lessons, which took longer than in high school."

No wonder he is a top student, his grades are not earned in vain.

Xu Yixing cupped his fists and said in admiration, "Admiration."

Song Anping looked at his small appearance, very soft, and smiled.

Xu Yixing picked out the dishes in the steel bowl, and Yan Baba's dishes were mixed together, indescribable, and murmured, "This kind of dish will not last for three years, will it?"

Bei Juncheng didn't say anything, picked up a piece of browned potato from the bowl, and ate it safely.

Song Anping pointed at the empty counter, and said, "Look at the counters, there should be stir-fries and the like in the future. It's definitely not the only ones. In addition, we came late, and the food was cold."

Xu Yixing nodded, and ate a piece of tofu. The cold and sticky tofu tasted slightly sour. Xu Yixing quickly swallowed it, and gnawed on the rice.

The slower you eat, the more disgusting your stomach will be. It's better to eat faster. In the end, Xu Yixing finished his rice, but he only ate one-fifth of the food.

Bei Juncheng ate slowly, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth after eating, and said, "It tastes good."

Xu Yixing frowned in doubt, the taste is not bad?He and Bei Juncheng ate vegetables in the same pot, right?The aunt who does the dishes is not partial, right?

Even Song Anping agreed, "The taste is really good. We went to the fifth middle school to take the physical and chemical experiment operation test, and it was already 1 o'clock after the test. We had no choice but to have lunch there. People will never forget."

Xu Yixing doubted his taste buds, could it really be his fault?

He looked at Song Anping and Bei Juncheng suspiciously, picked up his chopsticks again, and put a piece of potato from his own bowl into his mouth, so he didn't see the narrow smile that flashed across Bei Juncheng's face .

It still tastes that way...how delicious!

Xu Yixing put down his chopsticks discouragedly, and said, "I'm full."

The emotion is so straightforward.

Bei Juncheng was in a happy mood, stood up, and said, "Let's go."

Several people cleaned up the dishes and poured the leftovers into the bucket before walking out of the cafeteria.

The scenery outside the cafeteria is very good. A few people walked into the garden along the path, and looked at the layout of Moyi Middle School along the garden. Moji Yizhong occupies a large area, which is larger than the average university. , teaching building, comprehensive building, library, and auditorium are all complete, and there is also a big gymnasium, which is a famous gymnasium in Mo City. I heard that sports events have been held here before, and the open-air football field is even more spectacular.

There is also a unique cherry garden, which is said to be very beautiful, but the cherry garden in August only has thick branches and lush dark green leaves. Looking from a distance, it is quite luxuriant. When Xu Yixing knew that it was a cherry blossom , asked curiously, "Is it possible to grow cherries?"

Bei Juncheng asked, "Do you like cherries?"

Xu Yixing nodded repeatedly, looking at the cherry tree next to him, his eyes were full of longing for cherries.

Red and moist cherries, sweet and sour... just think about it, it's delicious!

But Bei Juncheng struck down, "This can't bear cherries, a cherry tree is a cherry tree, and a cherry tree is a cherry tree."

Xu Yixing groaned, and kept scratching his slender legs. He was only wearing shorts, revealing his white and delicate straight thighs, which were smoother than women's. This scratching resulted in red marks, which were very obvious. It looked like So serious.

Bei Juncheng took the hand that he still wanted to scratch, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yixing shook his head and said, "I don't know, there must be mosquitoes, it's very itchy."

Bei Juncheng squatted down and touched it with his hands. The slippery touch made him pause. There was a big red and swollen bump in the center of the scratch, which must have been bitten by some mosquito.

Because the skin is too white, the redness and swelling are particularly shocking.

Song Anping said, "Let's go back first, there are a lot of bugs in this place."

The three walked back, Xu Yixing couldn't control his hand, he wiped it, pressed it, and scratched it from time to time, Bei Juncheng frowned when he saw it, pressed his hand down, and said, "Don't move. "

Xu Yixing twisted his leg uncomfortably, looking awkward like a crab walking sideways. He used his other hand to touch the red and swollen area, but he couldn't touch it. He said in horror, "It's so itchy, what the hell did I touch?" What? What to do? Will it become more and more swollen, or be bitten by poisonous insects and poisoned? Didn’t it appear on TV that I was stung by that poisonous thing? But the nerves have already been anesthetized... Do you think I will just die like this?"

Song Anping, "..." had nothing to say.

Bei Juncheng, "..." Sao Nian, your imagination is too rich, why don't you make it more weird?

Xu Yixing's eyes were full of panic, and Bei Juncheng came back to his senses, only to find that Xu Yixing actually believed his guess, making people dumbfounded.

"It's not serious, just go back and rub it with medicine."

Xu Yixing asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Bei Juncheng was very calm and said affirmatively, "Really."

Seeing Bei Juncheng like this, Xu Yixing's flustered mood quickly calmed down, and found that his wrist was controlled by a warm force. It turned out that Bei Juncheng's hand was still pinching his wrist, and asked, "Then can you let go?" ?”

Bei Juncheng let go of his hand and reminded, "Don't scratch it, it will break the skin."

Xu Yixing touched his wrist, and saw a handprint on the wrist, he rubbed it, and said strangely, "Bei Juncheng, your hands are so strong." When he squeezed his hand just now, he There is no way to move.

Bei Juncheng looked at the slender wrist, and said, "It's not that my hands are strong, but your arms and legs are slender." She's even more delicate than a girl, it's made of water, and it will leave a mark when touched .

Xu Yixing snorted twice, and after a while, he couldn't help but secretly scratched the red and swollen place again.

So itchy!

Bei Juncheng coughed when he saw the hint, and Xu Yixing put down his hand when he heard the words, and walked forward quickly from embarrassment.

If you don't scratch, don't scratch!hum!

Song Anping laughed beside Bei Juncheng, "Children have a temper."

Isn't it?

He said that the wind is the wind, and the rain is the rain. He has never seen a person like Xu Yixing, crying and laughing at the same time.

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, Bei Juncheng dug out an ink-colored frosted jar from the cabinet, let Xu Yixing sit on a chair, and himself sat on a small stool, using a small wooden scraper to scrape out the transparent solidified liquid in the jar. Xu Yixing curiously held the jar in his hand and played with it. The texture of the jar was very good, but it was bare and there was no introduction. He asked curiously, "Bei Juncheng, where did you buy it?"

Bei Juncheng dabbed the ointment of the wooden scraper, applied it on Xu Yixing's red and swollen area, and said, "I didn't buy it."

"I didn't buy it, did it come from someone else?"

Xu Yixing was stimulated by the coldness of the plaster, and his thigh shrank a little, like a timid rabbit. After a while, he felt the coolness and comfort, and said happily, "Bei Juncheng, put on more, it's so comfortable .”

Bei Juncheng looked at Xu Yixing speechlessly, and asked, "Where's the burnt place just now?"

Xu Yixing put down the jar and handed over his right hand. On his jade-like white and smooth palm, the well-manicured fingernails were cute and clean. The hot water scalded a series of small blisters at the mouth of his thumb, which was a bit miserable. Xi.

Bei Juncheng took his hand, he didn't expect the back of this hand to be fleshy, but the palm was warm and tender, he pinched it, and it felt good to the touch, and then slowly applied the ointment to the burnt area.

Seeing his serious actions and taking care of him, for some reason, Xu Yixing felt more joy in his heart, and he was not so afraid of Bei Juncheng.

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