Idol and school grass are at the same table

Those who cheated in the history exam were criticized by the whole school the next day.

I don't know if it was because what Ji Ting said had an effect, or because Zhang Jing was proctoring the exam, Liu Ning never came to deliver anything in the next two days.

After the last exam, every exam room was filled with cheers.

The invigilator who collected the test papers reminded the students over and over again to be quiet and go back to their own classes, but the classroom was still howling, as if the college entrance examination was over.

When Ji Ting helped collect the papers and went back to the classroom, most of the people in the class had already returned.

Shen Zhixing was surrounded by a group of boys, chatting enthusiastically.

He himself didn't speak, he noticed the familiar person at the door of the class, and knocked on the table, "Don't block here, my deskmate is back."

This is what Ji Ting saw when he entered the classroom.

The boys around his table all turned their heads to look at him, and at the same time spread out to both sides, making way for himself.

With a serious expression and uniform movements, if you wear a black suit and a pair of peas shoes, you can dance social shakes on a short video app and become a spirited guy.

"At the same table, long time no see." The head of the spirited boy put his legs on the beam in front of the desk, the chair and the table were separated by a large distance, and he slumped on the chair in an extremely lazy posture, and waved at Ji Ting , "It's really boring without you."

The corner of Ji Ting's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to pay attention to him. He looked around at a group of "bodyguards" staring at him, sat down and took out his mobile phone, and went to look at his own.

The boy next to him was silent for a few seconds, and then started arguing again about how to squander this little vacation.

"Brother Xing, it's been so many days since the [-]th, why don't you come out to play?"

"There is a new haunted house in Yuedong Mall, do you want to go and see it together?"

"What kind of haunted house do you go to to scare children? Why don't you go to an Internet cafe and take a night out, Brother Xing?"

Shen Zhixing didn't answer, but pulled the chair forward, put his arms on the table and looked at Ji Ting, "At the same table, do you have any plans for the long vacation?"

Ji Ting typed quickly on the screen with his fingers, and had no time to pay attention to him.

Zhao Hao was going to participate in performances in other places during the holidays, and he said that he would go with him, and play for two days by the way.

He knew that Zhao Hao didn't want him to let him spend the festival alone, but Zhao Hao had his own family and friends, and Ji Ting was too embarrassed to rely on him all the time.

Besides, Ji Ting has been away from home since he was a child. After all these years, he is actually used to being alone.

"At the same table, come out to watch a movie tomorrow, there are a lot of new movies recently."

Seeing that Ji Ting didn't respond, Shen Zhixing tugged at his sleeve, lay down on the table and looked at him.

Ji Ting still didn't look up, "No."

"Then go to the haunted house they said the day after tomorrow?"

"Don't go."

"The day after tomorrow..."

Shen Zhixing's ability to be annoying is getting better day by day, Ji Ting raised his head and glanced at him, the phone in his hand vibrated.

Zhao Hao: [Let's have dinner with us tonight, I'm already on my way to pick you up. ]

[We have a dinner together, Brother Yuan and the others are all going, it happens that we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's come together. ]

Ji Ting looked at the phone and hesitated for a moment, and was about to message him back, when a low battery reminder popped up on the screen.

He panicked, raised his arm and touched the hand hanging on his forearm, "use the power bank for me."

Xiaoba Shen was itchy every day, took out the power bank but didn't give it to Ji Ting, raised his hand and shook it, "I'll give it to you when you come out to play with me during the holiday."

"Then don't give it to me." Ji Ting said, before the last bit of power ran out, he replied "hmm" to Zhao Hao, then turned his head and glanced at him.

"No, no, no, I'll give it." Shen Zhixing felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and surrendered very spinelessly.

Still dog-leggedly plugging in the data cable, handing both hands to Ji Ting.

There was another few minutes of commotion in the class, and the teachers of each subject took turns to come in and leave homework.

There were so many homework assignments during the short vacation that it seemed like winter vacation was coming, the class suddenly wailed, and the students who were clamoring to go out to play just now were listless, lying listlessly on the table and listening to the teacher's homework.

The school tyrant didn't care about these things, so he wrote down two strokes, and started to die again, testing the patience of his deskmate.

Shen Zhixing poked Ji Ting with a pen, and looked at him sideways with one arm propped up, "How about tonight, your home should be quite far away, it must be very late to go home, why don't you go out with us for the e-sports competition?" contribute to the cause?"

Ji Ting turned over the workbook and followed the teacher to draw the questions to be done, "No."

"Don't worry, you don't have anything to do when you go home alone, why don't you come with us and have a companion?" Shen Zhixing wrapped his arms around Ji Ting's arm, shook it a few times, pinched He said in a contrived voice, "Brother Ting..."

"I have something to do later." Ji Ting was so annoyed by him, he raised his hand and shook Shen Zhixing's arm, but he didn't shake it off, so he had to stop, "I really have something to do, go out to dinner with my brother."

Shen Zhixing finally calmed down, let go of Ji Ting's hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."

Ji Ting didn't know where he made a mistake, but he actually felt that what he said was a bit...aggrieved.

Ji Ting coughed, lowered his head and didn't look at Shen Zhixing, and said casually, "It will take two days."

Shen Zhixing was stunned for two seconds, then lay down on the table and smiled.

After the teachers of each subject left their homework, Wang Zha came in and said some things to pay attention to such as holiday safety, and then left.

Class [-], Grade [-], fell into chaos again, it was still early, and the students who didn't want to go home were discussing where to go for a walk.

Ji Ting packed his things, looked at the battery of the phone, hesitated for a moment, and was about to unplug it.

"It doesn't charge much, you can use it." Shen Zhixing could see what he was struggling with, "Besides, it was originally given to you by the little girl, so you can use it a little longer to bring out its value."

Ji Ting ignored his slick tongue, picked up his mobile phone and power bank, stood up and left.

Shen Zhixing jumped up and chased after him, "Hey, don't go, let's go together."

It's going to be a holiday, and Shen Zhixing is even more presumptuous. He is not afraid that the teacher will confiscate his mobile phone, and he has to keep his head down when he walks.

Ji Ting watched him muttering and flipping through his phone, and didn't want to talk to him, fearing that he would bump into someone, "Can you stop walking for a while?"

Shen Zhixing responded, still lowering his head, "When do you have time? Let's go to the movies. Qin Yang, He Wenqian and others will come, and a few others will also come."

"You...you are very active in doing this." Ji Ting was just saying casually, but he didn't expect him to arrange it so quickly, let alone to call so many people, so he immediately didn't want to go, "Let's talk about it."

"No, stop talking, you won't be able to talk anymore." Shen Zhixing finally raised his head, looked at him vigilantly, and then squeezed out an aggrieved expression, "Did you just fool me?"

Ji Ting looked at his distorted facial features and contrived expression, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't have lunch: "..."

Just when the phone vibrated, Ji Ting stopped his beating heart, put on the earphones and picked up the voice.

"Is school over?" Zhao Hao's voice came from the earphones, "There are too many people at your school, you go to Dongda Street, I'm across the road, hurry up, I don't want to stop for illegal parking On the trending search."

Ji Ting responded, and the person on the other end of the phone didn't intend to hang up, "It's too congested here, it took 15 minutes from the traffic light in front to get here."

"Before I came, I made a bet with them. Whoever is late will treat the guests. This time it's a rollover."

Ji Ting walked in the direction he said while listening, and stopped suddenly after walking a few steps. He glanced at a school bully who was still following him, "Aren't you going home?"

"I'm going this way too." Shen Zhixing pulled off Ji Ting's school uniform with a smile, "This is fate."

Ji Ting lost interest in talking to him in an instant, so he turned his head and quickened his pace.

"What did you say?" Zhao Hao asked on the phone, and keenly caught something, "Hey, you were with your classmates?"

"Okay, I'll make new friends, let's keep working hard." Zhao Hao joked, "But you have a donkey temper, which kind of god is willing to make friends with you?"

Ji Ting glanced at the fool around him, and was very dissatisfied with his evaluation, "Get out, I'm dead."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhixing moved to Ji Ting's side, "You and your brother have a pretty good relationship, aren't you two very different?"

Ji Ting responded casually, "Ten years old."

"That's no wonder." Shen Zhixing nodded, "Your parents must love you too."

When Ji Ting heard this sentence, his body froze, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and he shook his head, "No."

Shen Xiaoba, who had no eyesight for thousands of years, understood what was happening this time, shut his mouth and didn't bring up the topic again, and the two fell silent at the same time.

When he reached the place Zhao Hao said, Ji Ting finally stopped, turned sideways and said to Shen Zhixing, "Zhao Hao is not my real brother, we met in the competition a few years ago."

He kept tilting his head, not looking at Shen Zhixing, and then pointed to the familiar car not far away, "Let's go."

Ji Ting had something on his mind, and walked towards the direction where Zhao Hao parked the car without looking back.

"Oh, that kid of yours is quite handsome." Zhao Hao was playing with his mobile phone, when he saw him get in the car and glanced out the window, "You two have a very good relationship, you two are watching so affectionately after getting in the car."

His tone was low and whizzing, like Shen Zhixing, Ji Ting subconsciously followed his gaze to look out, his gaze fixed on the figure of the man for a moment, and he was also stunned.

On the sidewalk not far away, Shen Zhixing did still maintain the posture just now and looked in his direction.

However, that gaze was too focused, even though he couldn't see clearly, Ji Ting could still feel that Shen Zhixing didn't seem to be looking at someone, but rather seemed to be remembering something.