You are the uncle!

Just looking at Yin Tingwan's overall outline, his appearance actually belongs to the soft school, but his skin tone is darker than other boys, which greatly weakens this soft feeling.

At the same time, his eyebrows are very thick with raised eyebrow tails, which are typical sword eyebrows. If this kind of eyebrows are not matched with a smooth forehead, there will be ape-like rusticity, but the top of this person's skull is high enough and full enough. The corners of the boundary line are quite neat and beautiful.

His nose is the smallest part of his facial features, matched with smooth and sharp cheekbones, just right, his eyebrows are ruthless eyebrows, and his eyes are typical sentimental eyes, which are highly recognizable together.

However, handsome is handsome, but the anger can be felt by everyone.

Jiang Xiqiao was also taken aback, and immediately came to understand: No wonder the old man picked himself out of no one!Feelings are knowing that others will not say anything.

However, this person still seems to be a donkey

Spreading his hands, Jiang Xiqiao glanced at Ai Zhanzhuan who had already given a lecture on the stage, and explained calmly: "The teacher asked me to call you."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and went about his own business. He didn't take this matter at ease, so he naturally missed Yin Tingwan's expression.

Since Yin Ting turned around to see Jiang Xiqiao in the evening, he never said a word, and stared at Jiang Xiqiao with good eyes. In the eyes of others, it was naturally Young Master Yin who was suppressing his anger.

However, in fact, Yin Tingwan only had one thought in mind when he looked at the people who had lowered their heads and listened to the class seriously.

"Fuck, so fucking beautiful! Like a pussy"

In Yin Tingwan's eyes, the person in front of him was so good-looking that it was difficult to describe it in specific words.

The first impression is white, which is so white that it shines. The second is the extremely delicate appearance. However, the small face with the size of a palm and the upturned nose are not small, but they have a perfect rounded curvature. The pink bow lips complement each other.

His eyes are very unique peach blossom eyes. Compared with ordinary people's eye tails that are raised, his eyes are slightly drooping and level with the inner corners of the eyes. There is a hint of charm but it makes people feel inexplicably cold.

The terrible thing is that there is a small tear mole under the tail of his left eye, so that everyone who has carefully looked at his appearance will instantly transform the cold impression of this man into a cold and beautiful vixen in the mountains.

Among the entire facial features, the one that is most friendly to human senses is his eyebrows.

This person has the most common flat eyebrows, which should give people a dull impression, but his complexion is extremely fair, and the color of his conjoined hair is a bit lighter than ordinary people.

The color, which is similar to light brown, dilutes the dull feeling and adds a bit of fairy air to people, which only makes people feel that this person should be the incarnation of an elf.If it is matched with a light-colored hair color, I am afraid that a bunch of people will think that he is the elf prince himself.

The first confrontation between the two hadn’t officially kicked off yet, but they were interrupted by Ai Zhanzhuan on the podium: “I said to those two students, if you want to perform affectionately, please go to the Chinese class to perform. In my class, there is only plasmolysis!"

While speaking, he tapped the blackboard heavily with chalk, reminding other students who were fascinated by watching the movie to get back as soon as possible.

Jiang Xiqiao and Yin Tingwan withdrew their gunpowder-flavored stares, and looked away from each other. People around sat up straight and pretended to be listening to the class seriously, but the small eyes that drifted here and there from time to time still exposed them. Gossip inside.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and those who love to stand still and pack up the lesson plans left.

The rest of the students turned over their desks to catch up on sleep, some rushed to catch up with their homework, and some went to the bathroom together with five and six, and there was a lot of noise in the classroom.

Jiang Xiqiao had just put his things back and was about to squat on the table for a while, when a hand with strong bones stretched out in front of him and knocked on his table.

"Hey guys, where are you from?"

Look up, it's not Young Master Yin or who.

In fact, Jiang Xiqiao has always been indifferent to outsiders, and he doesn't like such people who have a bad temper or who are warm and familiar.

Coincidentally, Yin Tingwan was just like him.

Probably because he grew up in the army and saw a lot of pure men. He hates people who are as delicate and beautiful as New Year picture boys, regardless of men and women.

Jiang Xiqiao thought about it for a long time, and it is said that Yin Tingwan made an extremely bad impression on him before. According to his temperament, he didn't want to talk to this person at all.

But people have asked questions, and it's not good to ignore them, so they replied casually: "From the capital!"

How did he know that Yin Ting heard it from his accent early on, and that this was a deliberate conversation so that he could carry out the next plan!

Hearing his answer, he immediately followed the ladder and began to trick Jiang Xiqiao: "Hey, what a coincidence! Me too. I heard that the speed of the subway back to Beijing has been increased again. It's a holiday tomorrow, how about going back together? "

It takes an hour to take the subway from Jinmen back to Beijing, and it is full on holidays.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Xiqiao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the other party's attire, and began to unravel the calculations in his heart.

Look at him like this, does he really not know or is he pretending not to know?

Yin Tingwan looked at Jiang Xiqiao with a sincere face, as if he really didn't know the inside story, but Jiang Xiqiao still could tell from the cunning flashing in his eyes that this kid was probably playing tricks!

This girl is definitely a glutinous rice ball, or the unscrupulous kind!

He was hesitant at first, because he was a classmate after all, and being too ruthless would be detrimental to 'class unity'.Looking at it this way, well, I'm afraid people's hearts are like a bright mirror!

I presumably saw that I was well dressed, and thought that I was a young master who didn't know the 'people's suffering'. This was a trick for me to get sucked into!The last trace of resentment in my heart disappeared without a trace.

Jiangxi Bridge is not a fuel-efficient lamp: since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

At that moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he replied as if he didn't know it: "Success! When the time comes, I will say hello."

Hooked!

Small sample, planted in the hands of your grandpa Yin, if you don't make you cry, I will call you uncle!

Yin Tingwan cheered happily in his heart, but there was no expression on his face: "That's fine, that's the deal!"

After speaking, he turned around cheerfully.

The boy in front, ever since Yin Tingwan sat behind him, has never seen him talk to anyone so pleasantly, he was so frightened that he forgot that he was still peeping, and was caught by Yin Tingwan who turned around .

Seeing the table in front of him staring at him without turning his eyes, Yin Ting Wan returned to his expressionless face, raised his chin, and said to the boy, "What are you looking at? You don't want your eyeballs anymore, do you?"

The dissatisfaction in the words can be heard by everyone.

The front desk was so frightened that it instantly looked away, and tremblingly replied: "..."

Yin Tingwan was just trying to scare him, seeing that he looked away, he also lay down on the table and continued to catch up on sleep.

The school bell rang, and as soon as Jiang Xiqiao left the classroom, Yin Tingwan followed.

There is an old saying: Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles. It's a small thing. When you, Uncle Yin, figure out your bottom line, you will feel better!

The two left the school one after the other, and saw Jiang Xiqiao walking towards the bus stop in the next street. Yin Tingwan was afraid that Jiang Xiqiao would spot him if he followed too closely, so he could only follow him from a distance.

It's rush hour now, and there are people coming and going on the street, which is convenient for Yin Ting to keep an eye on him at night.

At the beginning, there were many people, but Yin Tingwan followed him generously, but gradually there were fewer and fewer people, and the place became more and more remote. up.

Fortunately, Jiangxi Bridge was either bowing its head and rushing along the way, or holding the mobile phone to send text messages. The whole process was very cooperative and never looked back.

This followed for almost an hour, and Yin Tingwan became more and more confused as he walked. It is said that according to Jiang Xiqiao's dress and personality, his family is at least well-off, if not rich.

But now he is obviously going to Hongqiao District. Although he has only been here for a year, thanks to the group of gangsters in the school, most of whom are from Hongqiao District, Hongqiao District is the most backward area in Jinmen. Yin Tingwan still knew about the place.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the wholesale market in Hongqiao District. Jiangxi Bridge didn't stop. After passing the market, I walked along the road for a while and turned into a small alley.

Yin Tingwan followed behind, watching the people in front of him turning and turning, and finally entered a yard.

The people outside the yard heard Jiang Xiqiao call grandma in the yard, and an old lady came out of the house soon, and let Jiang Xiqiao in with a smile. The yard was full of the smell of food.

The two entered the house one after the other, and the door was quickly closed.

The line of sight was blocked behind the wooden door, seeing that it would be fruitless to wait any longer, Yin Tingwan turned around and left quickly, but his heart was full of doubts.

For three days in a row, Jiang Xiqiao went back to the small courtyard in the alley unmoved.Yin Tingwan followed behind him, watching him greet people coming and going familiarly, and lost the last trace of doubt in his heart.

Although I am very curious about such an environment, how can we raise a person who is as white and tender as Jiang Xiqiao, who can be a prince if he changes clothes?

But when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. If rich people can produce scum, shouldn't the poor be allowed to produce phoenixes?

On this day, Jiang Xiqiao went home first, then put down his schoolbag and went straight to the next door.

"Jinghua? Are you at home?" The gate of Zhao's courtyard was closed, and Jiang Xiqiao couldn't open the door directly to enter the courtyard, so he stood outside the courtyard wall and shouted into the house.

"Who is it?" Hearing the movement outside the door, a woman came out of the room and responded.

Jiang Xiqiao was delighted when he saw it: "Hey, I said Aunt Ping, you really look like Teresa Teng in this outfit!"

Xia Ping asked someone to bring a dress, and just changed into it to see if it fit well. After being praised so much by him, she immediately felt embarrassed: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? You're still making fun of your aunt!" Even so, the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her mood.

Jiang Xiqiao didn't make any excuses, and asked with a smile: "Auntie, is Jinghua at home?"

"Hey, it's a coincidence that you came here. His aunt's house has recently grown fruit, and he and his father have gone to help!" Xia Ping opened the door, and at the same time beckoned Jiang Xiqiao to come in and sit down.

The person I was looking for was not there, and Aunt Ping still had guests to greet, so Jiang Xiqiao planned to go back: "Don't be busy, Auntie, Jinghua is not here, so I will go back first, and there is still a lot of homework! I will go first Ah!" After speaking, the wind blew up.

"Hey, Xiqiao! Get some fruit before you go!" Xia Ping hurriedly chased out and shouted, making Jiang Xiqiao say 'come and get it next time' back.

Jiang Xiqiao originally wanted to ask Zhao Jinghua for an idea, but in the end, he was not around, so he could only make up his own mind.

Fortunately, the next day is Sunday, at least I don't have to go to school.By Monday, he might have figured it out too.

But speaking of it, he seems to have heard the gossip king in the class say: Jinmen No. [-] Middle School seems to have a school inspection on Monday, and students are not allowed to bring mobile phones?