Idol and school grass are at the same table

Although the eighth class of the sports meeting did not achieve any good results, it was considered a successful end.

Each class took a lot of wonderful moments and put them in the school window for display, and a lot of them were posted on the walls of the class.

As the face value of the eighth class, Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing, the two big bosses, also appeared in these photos.

In particular, the photo of the two clapping their hands and looking at each other was spread wildly by many students. Many young girls even started knocking on the cp of the two of them.

Of course, the two protagonists don't know this.

Just after the midterm exam, the teacher has already started preparing the papers before the results come out.

Before the English class, the class representative sent the copied test answers to the students one by one to check the answers according to the teacher's instructions.

After one pair of answers, most of the class went crazy.

Qin Yang had just finished asking He Wenqian a math question, and picked up the answer and glanced at it. He was in a bad mood, "Isn't the question too difficult this time?"

"Half of the gestalt is wrong, and the reading is complete." He Wenqian also looked irritable, "Damn, I want to kill someone after reading this question."

"It seems that I did well in the exam this time."

The two people in front were complaining, but the boss behind him was very excited, "Maybe I can refresh my English high score record."

He Wenqian immediately turned around and looked at him in surprise, "You did so well in the exam?"

"Of course." Shen Zhixing casually pushed the paper forward, "I was very serious before this exam."

"Wow, even you are getting serious." He Wenqian pursed her mouth and sighed, "I feel like I did worse in the test this time than before, and my grades are dropping one after another now. I don't know what's going on, so What can I do when I go down?"

"You're fine, what happened all of a sudden?"

Qin Yang was taken aback by her sudden funeral, he was taken aback for a moment and comforted her seriously, "Don't worry, no matter how bad you are, you can't compare to Brother Xing."

He Wenqian had nothing to say for a moment: "..."

Shen Zhixing: "Squad leader, you are really good at talking."

"Is your birthday coming soon?" Qin Yang reached out and patted He Wenqian, and changed the topic, "Whatever gift you want, as long as it's not too outrageous, I will satisfy you."

"Yes, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Shen Zhixing patted his thigh, raised his hand and put his arm on the back of Ji Ting's chair next to him, "Is it next weekend or the next weekend? Go out to eat together meal?"

Ji Ting just leaned back, and when he leaned against his arm, he pushed it, but he didn't push it away, so he didn't bother to care, and just half leaned on his arm to listen to a few people talking.

"It's still early, it's next weekend." He Wenqian shook her head disinterestedly, "But this Friday's parent meeting, I'm so cold this time, how can I celebrate my birthday."

The words "parents' meeting" made Qin Yang stunned for a moment, but Shen Zhixing was not affected by it, and was still very excited, "What's the matter with the parents' meeting, my birthday is still going to be celebrated."

"Besides, you good students are just like this. Even if you score [-] points in the exam, you feel that you have failed in the exam. Can you learn from me, with a good attitude, and with a score of [-] points, you can still spend every day happily."

Ji Ting was deeply shocked by his brazen words, "Are you sure you have a good attitude, aren't you shameless?"

"Who is like you." He Wenqian had long since seen the strangeness, and didn't want to talk to him, "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

Shen Zhixing said dissatisfied, "How do you talk? You can't have this kind of psychological quality if you want."

Birthdays are indeed celebrated, but parents' meetings are also held.

On Friday, all the students in the class changed.

The morning self-study was not as quiet as it should be in Class [-]. In class, even some students who usually love to make troubles and chatter listened to the class honestly. All become clean.

"You guys are quite down-to-earth now."

After the last class, Wang Zha rushed into the classroom before school was over, and was shocked to see this clean and tidy scene.

In addition to being shocked, they also understood their little thoughts, "You don't have to work so hard now if you want to perform so well in normal times, right, a certain classmate in the last row?"

"A certain classmate, I heard that you spent three classes clearing the table and found all your papers from last semester, but you couldn't find the midterm math paper?"

"Hey, I don't really understand. The report card will be issued at that time. What's the use of destroying the paper?" Wang Bo folded his arms and looked at him, "I think your parents won't be able to see it this way." Are those answers on your paper that make people laugh out loud?"

In the last row, Shen Zhixing, who was still tossing his books, immediately stopped, "Teacher, you used this word too cruelly. He couldn't find the midterm papers by himself. Besides, I didn't tidy up my desk. My deskmate was in a bad mood and had OCD, so he insisted on helping me clean up."

Shen Zhixing wasn't ashamed enough, he even pulled his deskmate together and poked Ji Ting sideways, "Take a look, isn't your deskmate so clean and tidy that your obsessive-compulsive disorder has disappeared?"

The eyes of the whole class were on the two of them. Ji Ting, who was secretly sending messages, was so confused that he pushed his phone into the drawer with a bang, and gave him a sideways glance, "Is OCD okay? I don’t know, but if you force me again, I may have a violent disorder.”

Ban Li laughed.

Wang Zha looked at the two people, smiled helplessly, and reprimanded Shen Zhixing, "Did you bother you if you didn't see them? Young poor, sit down for me."

Shen Zhixing immediately sat up straight, putting on an honest look.

After waiting for Wang Zhan to look away and start ordering other things, the school bully couldn't stay idle anymore. He lay down on the table and teased his deskmate, "Student at the same table, today's school is over early, and tomorrow I don't go to school. The good times don't come soon." What a waste to go out and play?"

Ji Ting glanced at him, "You dare to go out with your grades, and you are not afraid that you will never go back after you go out?"

"Then if I can't go back, I'll go find you." Shen Zhixing looked at him with a smile, "I believe you won't let me live on the street."

"I can."

Shen Zhixing was silent for a few seconds, looked at Ji Ting and smiled, "My parents don't come to hold parent-teacher meetings for me, and I won't see them a few times a year, and I'm the only one at home."

"Both of them are abroad, and they are very busy every day, so they don't have time to care about me." Shen Zhixing continued, "Besides, my grades are so poor, it's quite embarrassing for them, and they don't want to care about me."

Shen Zhixing's eyes dimmed when he said this, Ji Ting looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered his head to look at the message Zhao Hao sent him on the phone.

[I have called and chatted with your teacher, and she has also sent me your grades. ]

[Forget about the parent meeting, I have a schedule, and your little brother Wang doesn't have time. ]

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been poked by something.

After Wang Zha finished speaking, he announced that school was over, and many parents who were already waiting outside the classroom came in one after another.

As soon as there was a quarrel in the class, the students greeted the parents and took them to their seats.

Every student is afraid of the parent-teacher meeting, but when they pull their parents, they all have bright smiles on their faces.

Ji Ting's eyes turned around among the surrounding parents and students, and then fell back on Shen Zhixing.

After a long while, he coughed lightly, swallowed the insulting words, and wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't hold back a word for a long time.

"It's nothing, it's better without my parents." Shen Zhixing quickly returned to normal, "And, actually, I'm telling you to tell you that I won't live on the streets."

As he spoke, he sat up straight, put his hands on Ji Ting's shoulders, and put his hands on Ji Ting's shoulders, his smile was as casual as ever, "Don't worry about me so much, my good deskmate."

It was rare for Ji Ting not to make a move because of his beating tone, and glanced at him sideways, "Where are you going now?"

"I knew you would definitely be with me." Shen Zhixing smiled, and stood up from his chair, "Qin Yang, Chen Xuan and the others said they wanted to buy a gift for He Wenqian, so let's talk to them first."

For boys, no matter how old they are, choosing a gift for a girl is a matter of knowledge, and if they don't choose well, their lives will be in danger.

Especially for Qin Yang and Chen Xuan, the two steel straight men who have no ideas of their own and are still obsessed with aesthetics.

A few people walked around the mall, but they still had no idea.

"Why don't you give me cosmetics? Haven't many girls in our grade started to wear makeup?" Chen Xuan shook his head immediately after speaking, "Forget it, I don't think He Wenqian needs it."

"you are right."

Qin Yang nodded, and the two discussed again, but still had no results, and began to ask Shen Zhixing for help, "Brother Xing, what did you give last year? I think you have a good vision, and she should like it."

"It's something related to her hobbies." Shen Zhixing touched his chin, and said with a deep expression, "I think she should like it."

As soon as Qin Yang heard this, he immediately regained his spirits, and leaned over to look at him with his ears up.

Chen Xuan suddenly remembered something, looked at Ji Ting next to Shen Zhixing, and laughed until his shoulders trembled.

Looking at the two of them, Ji Ting suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, but also a little curious, looked at Shen Zhixing and waited for him to speak.

Qin Yang was even more curious, his eyes lit up when he saw the two of them, "What the hell is it?"

Shen Zhixing looked at a few people, still with an inscrutable expression on his face, shook his head, and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qin Yang turned his attention to Chen Xuan, shaking his shoulders, anxious, "What the hell is it, you tell me."

Chen Xuan finally stopped, and looked at Ji Ting again, "The human-shaped stand, he went to a certain treasure to order a tall human-shaped stand for Brother Ting."

"You don't know, when He Wenqian got that, her face turned black. I think she actually wanted to beat Brother Xing with that thing, but she couldn't do it." Chen Xuan smiled again and bent over, " I can't bear to beat Brother Xing with something that has a picture of my idol printed on it."

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I have been pigeonholed for several days, I was wrong, I will update a chapter first, and then look back...