Idol and school grass are at the same table

"Your next quarter is sports, right?"

At the end of the geography class, the teacher stood in front of the podium while packing up his things and looked at the students who had become alive instantly in the class, and said to the sports committee, "I have kept a few students, those who didn't get the test yesterday—too bad, give me I'll stay here to make changes, and retest after corrections."

"teacher……"

Just as the sports commissioner opened his mouth, before he had time to say anything, the geography teacher had already taken out yesterday's test paper, flipped through it and continued, "After you learned it, forget the previous one. I just added some compulsory one. Look at you. What are you writing about?"

"The point is, you don't understand what you're doing now!" The more the geography teacher looked at it, the more his head ached, "Shen Zhixing, you are really a god, you can just copy the one at the same table, they are at least better than you, but You have to read the question number and the characters clearly, right? Ask you how many crops are ripe in the Northeast Plain in a year, and give me a wet monsoon climate!"

"If you want to write it correctly, it's okay. I don't know what it is. You can draw a black bump for me. Your writing is quite neat, so confident!"

There was a burst of suppressed laughter in the class.

Ji Ting, who lowered his head to pack his things, couldn't help but look up at the person next to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Shen Zhixing didn't feel embarrassed at all, and told Ji Tingpin, "Don't laugh, you must be the one staying here."

Ji Ting glanced at him, took out a piece of paper from the table, and shook it in front of him, "I posted it."

"Damn it?" Shen Zhixing didn't expect it at all, took his test paper and read it several times, "When was it issued? Why don't I know?"

"You?" Ji Ting grabbed his paper and glanced at him, "What else do you know besides girl troupe dance?"

On the podium, after listening to the geography teacher, the sports committee finally found a chance to speak.

"Teacher, we have to practice the square team in the next class, and we all have to go. Can these students not stay?"

"Yeah, teacher, we don't have much time to practice." Qin Yang suggested, "If I watch them, I'll ask them to ask you to finish the corrections and retest before school is over."

The sports meeting is one of the few entertainment programs for high school students, and they should not be kept in physical education class. The geography teacher thought about it and let him go.

Shen Zhixing was so stunned that he stretched out his hand to tug on Ji Ting's sleeve, "Let's go, let's go to sports."

Ji Ting was still clearing the table, and shook his hand, "You go, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't tidy it up." Shen Zhixing simply put out his hand to block him, "Why make it so tidy? Anyway, it has to be messed up."

"That's you." Ji Ting frowned and pushed him, "I'll just say this once, take your hands away."

Seeing that he was already getting impatient, Shen Zhixing didn't make any further fuss, and retracted his hand to prop himself on the table and watch him tidy up.

Ji Ting finished packing his things, looked at the table next to him where books were spread out and pens were thrown in a mess, and frowned.

He is a little obsessive-compulsive, and must ensure that his things are [-]% tidy, but if there is a little mess, he will spend a long time tidying up.

But his deskmate is a free soul, and the table is as messy as a robbery scene all the year round.

Being at the same table with this person not only tested Ji Ting's patience, but also tortured him physically and mentally.

Shen Zhixing noticed Ji Ting's eyes, curled his lips and muttered "obsessive-compulsive disorder", but his hands moved quickly.

He is not as tidy as Ji Ting, he just uses the simplest method to stuff all the messy things into the drawer.

"Out of sight, out of mind." Shen Zhixing clapped his hands, looked at Ji Ting, "You can go now."

Shen Zhi was not being honest when walking in the corridor, he insisted on putting his hand on Ji Ting's shoulder.

"You need someone to help you when you walk." Ji Ting pushed him twice, annoyed by him, and let him go, but he still taunted him, "Are you paralyzed or boneless?"

Shen Zhixing said with a playful smile, "This can prove that we have a good relationship. You see, the girls who have a good relationship are holding hands. How about we have one too?"

"Who has a good relationship with you?"

The two went downstairs arguing, and when they reached the first floor, they were stopped by the dean standing in the corridor.

The dean was training a girl who was putting on makeup. When she saw Shen Zhixing, she instantly shifted her target, waved her hand to let the girl go back, and raised her hand to beckon in Shen Zhixing's direction, "Shen Zhixing, come here."

Shen Zhixing paused, adjusted his bohemian appearance, let go of his hands and walked to the dean, "What's wrong, teacher?"

"What's the matter?" The dean put his belly out, with one hand behind his back, and his eyebrows were about to be twisted into a Chinese knot. "You still know how to tidy up your clothes? It's unqualified."

Shen Zhixing didn't speak, and looked down at the ground, pretending to be serious about receiving education.

"Let's not talk about your clothes today." The dean waved his hand, and his gaze moved up slightly from Shen Zhixing's school trousers, which exposed a part of his calf, "What's the matter with your hair? It's so long to keep up with you." Fashion trend, how about a retro wash, cut and blow that shows your artistic temperament?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ji Ting who was standing not far away watching the play, "Look at your deskmate, he is no more fashionable and artistic than you, everyone knows to dress according to school regulations."

"Okay, you go to class first, and cut your hair quickly."

Shen Zhixing didn't say a word, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good. The dean said a few words, but didn't pursue it any further, and waved his hand, "Be more serious at ordinary times, don't walk staggeringly every day, like a bum. "

Shen Zhixing nodded honestly and agreed, straightened his back, walked step by step like a model in a show, and returned to Ji Ting with a serious look.

As soon as he left the sight of the teaching director, he once again stepped out of the pace of disrespect.

"Does my hair grow long?" Shen Zhixing raised his hand and pulled his bangs that almost covered half of his eyes, and asked Ji Ting, "What kind of hairstyle do you think I should get?"

"It's not long at all." Ji Ting echoed without sincerity, "What Lao Li said is very good, retro washing, cutting and blowing, if not, classic oblique bangs are also good, you don't need to show so much of your face, leave your mouth to catch your breath enough."

"That's right. I think it's a good idea. Come with me after school at night?" Shen Zhixing thought about it for a while, nodded and smiled and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "Sure enough, you are the one who is at the forefront of fashion."

Ji Ting glanced at him, the disgust in his eyes was undisguised.

"Your hair has grown a lot too." Shen Zhixing automatically ignored his gaze, and suddenly remembered something, "I remember that He Wenqian showed me your stage before. Your royal blue hair was so beautiful at that time. It really shaved pity."

What Shen Zhixing said was Ji Ting's hair color in "Eleven", which was the last color he dyed.

Ji Ting suddenly shook his head, that stage was his last performance.

That was the first group performance, and also the first public performance of this competition.

Galaxy Entertainment has assessments every month, and the competition system of "eleven" is also combined with these assessments.

The first two assessments were all assessments by the company's teachers, and the third one was a public performance, performing in front of the audience.

Performing in front of the audience is definitely different from performing in front of the teacher. Several trainees practiced desperately, wanting to make themselves better.

There are two songs to be prepared for the competition, one is adapted and the other is self-composed, from dance, music to stage and costumes are all designed by themselves.

Of the three people in his group at that time, only one was a friend who had trained with him for a long time and had a good relationship with him. The remaining two were newcomers who had not joined the company for a long time, and one even joined the company from the actor department. A pure rookie who has no foundation in dancing and singing, but was drawn to participate in the competition after less than two months of training.

Ji Ting has been a trainee for a long time. Although he entered the company with rap at the beginning, he later switched to the lead singer, and his dancing is not bad. His composition and arrangement are even at the level of solo, and he is also the team leader. Naturally, he is alone a lot.

Not only do I have to practice every day, but I also have to bring newcomers. After the evening, I will work alone in the composition room until midnight.

The newcomer is Xu Yi, a young actor who debuted as a child star. He is talented but poor in foundation, especially bad at dancing.

In order to better cooperate with the team, Ji Ting taught him to dance individually after practice every day, correcting every movement carefully.

Fortunately, Xu Yi was also willing to work hard. He would take the initiative to practice more at the end of practice every day. He even practiced in the practice room a few times until Ji Ting finished composing and went back to the dormitory with him.

A month passed quickly, and several people in the background were very nervous on the day of the assessment.

Xu Yi has been practicing dance moves, and the other newcomer has not been idle either. They both did not rest when they were putting on makeup, and they kept reciting lyrics.

Zhou Nianjing, who had practiced with Ji Ting for a long time, chatted with them in case they were nervous.

Zhou Nianjing had participated in another talent show with Ji Ting before, and had also been on stage, so he shared his previous experience with the two and said some interesting things.

While chatting, we came to Ji Ting, who was wearing earphones and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Xu Yi quietly glanced at Ji Ting, then turned his head and whispered to Zhou Nianjing, "Brother Ting has been on stage so many times, he must not be nervous, I want to be like him too."

Xu Yi's tone was full of admiration and envy, his voice was very small, but Ji Ting still heard it.

He opened his eyes and looked at the busy staff around him, his originally calm mood became inexplicably nervous.

In that performance, Ji Ting's group won first place. When the result was announced, the four of them held hands and jumped up excitedly.

The studio was filled with cheers and screams from fans.

When he stepped off the stage, Ji Ting turned his head, and saw a light board with his name written on it, which was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

At that moment, Ji Ting seemed to see his own future.

He will perform on a bigger stage, and more lights with his name on it will light up. Even if the luck is bad, years of hard work will eventually pay off.

But Ji Ting did not wait for the harvest day.

People who are unlucky will never have a day of change. A little good omen will only usher in greater bad luck.

Probably because of remembering the past, Ji Ting was not in a good mood until the assembly line.

Shen Zhixing probably also sensed that something was wrong with him, and became much quieter.

"One person takes two of these colored balls, and the two on the outside list the signs, and they will be distributed later, so there is no need to come and get them."

The sports committee organized the students to line up. Qin Yang and the class committee carried a few large plastic bags and put them on the ground, "The colored ball is not strong and will fall off. Be careful when you hold it."

The classmates in the class were chattering for a while, and came forward to get their things.

Ji Ting was a little absent-minded, didn't hear what he said, and saw the students around him move and wanted to leave.

"What are you going to do?" As soon as Ji Ting raised his legs, Shen Zhixing stopped him from behind.

Shen Zhixing hooked his neck from behind, and stood beside Ji Ting, "What are you thinking, lost your soul?"

Ji Ting looked at him sideways, his somewhat distracted eyes refocused.

"Shall we go out for dinner together at night?" Shen Zhixing looked at him and said, "Go out for a stroll more often, don't be bored with the classroom all the time."

Qin Yang and the class committee in front had finished distributing the colored balls, and got together again, not knowing what to discuss.

Ji Ting glanced around, and finally returned his attention to Shen Zhixing.

Of course, this did not prevent him from rejecting Shen Zhixing, "No, we will start self-study at [-] o'clock in the evening, so we don't have time."

"You are indeed a good boy who abides by school rules and discipline." Shen Zhixing smiled, and did not intend to give up, "Just eat and don't go anywhere to play, there is still time."

"That, Shen...Student Shen Zhixing."

While the two were talking, Meng Xuan came over. The girl was probably a little scared. She stood far away from the two of them, her voice was as low as a mosquito, "Can you come here for a while?"

Shen Zhixing was taken aback for a moment, nodded and was about to say something when he saw the girl lower her head and said to Ji Ting in a softer voice, "Ting... Student Ji Ting, can you go over too?"

Several class committees are selecting the students who will hold the flag and protect the flag.

This kind of person usually chooses tall and good-looking ones. Although there are many girls, it took only a few minutes to choose He Wenqian and Banhua.

Boys are much harder.

It's not that there are many candidates who meet the criteria, but that the candidates who meet the criteria are the two big bosses in the last row-both are ruthless and not easy to mess with.

Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing are both very tall, and they both look like school grass.

Especially Ji Ting, if he is the team leader, he will definitely make Class [-] the focus of the whole school.

Of course, if this is not established, Ji Ting is not willing.

Shen Zhixing was a person who was willing to contribute to the class, and several class committee members agreed after a few words.

Once the people were settled, several class committee members simply changed their formation and began to practice.

I have already practiced before taking the square team. The focus of this lesson is the formation change in the middle.

"Come on, stand here in the last row, you two hold this banner." Qin Yang lined up, adjusted a little bit, and turned back to call Shen Zhixing, "Brother Xing, when you change the formation, make up for it." Come here."

"Brother Ting, squat down in this row for a while." After he finished speaking, he looked around on his feet, paused and said loudly, "Okay, let's try it first."

The students in Class [-] squatted and lifted things according to what he said, moving and posing.

Qin Yang withdrew from the team and watched for a long time, then began to adjust the formation again.

Ji Ting squatted on the ground, feeling that this posture is really not suitable for a person like him who has the burden of being an idol.

He stared at the ground for a few seconds, then stood up.

The moment he stood up, his legs became numb from squatting for too long, so he staggered and almost lost his footing.

Fortunately, he stretched out a hand to support him in time.

"You can't do it." Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting and smiled teasingly, "Are you so weak?"

Ji Ting glared at him and stood firm, "Get lost."

"I don't." Shen Zhixing laughed even worse, even stretched out his hand to touch Ji Ting's short cropped head, and showed a gentle smile in Ji Ting's fire-breathing eyes, "You look good like this, what kind of hairstyle do you have?" They all look good."