Idol and school grass are at the same table

Shen Zhixing's palm is a little bigger than Ji Ting's, with long and slender fingers, but there is an irresistible sense of strength.

Ji Ting unconsciously relaxed, and his hands were moved by him.

The two got very close, and Shen Zhixing stood behind Ji Ting, bent slightly, almost wrapping Ji Ting in his arms.

Although it was already deep winter, the classroom was well heated, and the two of them didn't wear much. Ji Ting could even feel the temperature of Shen Zhixing's body through the material.

Shen Zhixing had a very faint fragrance of laundry detergent, with a freshness that was completely different from others.

Ji Ting suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and his brain was completely empty, only his hands followed Shen Zhixing's movements mechanically, and he didn't even know what he was playing.

Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting were playing the piano in the classroom, but Qin Yang and another boy who came to look for them at the door froze in place.

This posture made the two of them too close, and anyone who saw it felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit too ambiguous.

The boy usually doesn't have much contact with the two big guys, so he stuttered after being shocked by this scene, "He, the two of them..."

Qin Yang was also terribly frightened, but his reaction was quick. He covered his mouth with one hand, and quickly took out his phone with the other to turn on the camera.

The boy fell silent in an instant with great sense of humor, neither of them spoke, they listened silently to the sound of the piano in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, the boy finally couldn't help it anymore. He widened his eyes and lowered his voice to look at Qin Yang, "The two of them are playing..."

"That's right, Little Xingxing." Qin Yang glanced at him calmly, "The two of them have bounced back and forth five times."

The boy was even more shocked. He opened his mouth for a long time before choking out a sentence, "Unexpectedly, they... have a childlike innocence."

The movement at the door still made the people in the room stop.

The two turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the door.

Qin Yang was still holding his mobile phone, looked at the two bosses separately from the mobile phone camera, put down the mobile phone awkwardly, raised his hands and applauded, "Brother Xing, you play really well, you are so good, you are really a All-rounder!"

Qin Yang's soulless appreciation finally brought Ji Ting back to his thoughts.

Ji Ting exhaled lightly, his brain resumed functioning, and he distanced himself from the people behind him a bit awkwardly.

Shen Zhixing noticed his movements, turned his lower body calmly, and looked at Qin Yang, "Are you done practicing?"

Qin Yang's eyes rolled between the two of them a few times, his gossip was about to explode, he was not in the mood to bring up serious matters, he hesitated, "Ah, that's not true, I just can't find you, come out and have a look. "

Shen Zhixing nodded indifferently, and didn't speak any more.

The atmosphere became a little delicate again, Ji Ting was silent for a few seconds, then stood up from the chair, "Then you guys go on, I'm going back."

Qin Yang let out an "ah" and was still struggling with what to say, but Ji Ting had already walked in front of him, nodded politely and left the classroom.

The floor of Class [-] was uncharacteristically quiet, and there were no noisy students in the corridors. It seemed that they had just been suppressed by force from the teacher.

Ji Ting glanced around and stepped up to the classroom.

In the classroom, Wang Zha was sitting in front of the podium with a stack of papers when he saw Ji Ting push the door and looked up.

Ji Ting raised his eyes slightly, shouted "report" and took the door, and continued to walk back.

But Wang Zha didn't continue grading papers, stared at him for a few seconds, and stopped him, "Ji Ting, where did your tablemate go to play again?"

Ji Ting paused, hesitated for a moment, turned to look at the homeroom teacher, and finally chose to help Xiaoba Shen as a cover, "No, he went to the toilet, and he will be back soon."

In fact, this class has been in class for more than half an hour, and it is not far from the end of get out of class. Wang Zha has been in the classroom for more than ten minutes. This lie is really not up to standard.

However, Wang Zha didn't say anything, just glanced at him thoughtfully, then lowered his head and continued grading papers.

The head teacher sat in front, and no one in the class dared to make mistakes, all of them lowered their heads, wishing to bury their faces in the pile of books that had been piled up again after the exam.

However, when Ji Ting passed by, he glanced down inadvertently, either looking at the teacher while looking at the mobile phone, or poking his head to whisper to the people next to him.

Looking around, there is no one who really learns.

Of course, Ji Ting didn't have much interest in learning. After sitting down, he was about to send someone a message to remind him, but when he took out his phone, he saw several new messages on WeChat.

It was Zhao Hao who said he would pick him up next Friday and go out for dinner.

Zhao Hao's label is currently on a tour with a lot of activities, and Ji Ting has been living in school, and he hasn't seen him for a long time, and his WeChat messages are not as frequent as before.

Next Friday is Christmas Eve, Ji Ting looked at his phone, shook his head slightly, lowered his eyes and replied "yes".

The results of the monthly exam came out very quickly, and it caused a lot of harm to the students.

However, this damage is obviously not as strong as the healing effect of the upcoming two festivals. The atmosphere in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High was only temporarily dull on the day when the results were known, and soon it was time to play and make noise, and returned to its original appearance.

Even more active than before, completely ignoring the final exams that are coming soon after the festival.

In the new week, after the teacher's lecture on the monthly exam papers, half of it has passed, and Christmas is getting closer.

This kind of festival is far more attractive to children aged [-] or [-] than traditional festivals. In addition to Fengyou International Department, there are not many people celebrating this festival, and the school has long been filled with Christmas atmosphere.

On Christmas Eve, it was Friday again, and the students who had already let themselves go were not in the mood to study. Many boys and girls brought gifts or gave gifts to the Ping An fruit skewer class.

"Hey, this popularity is really amazing."

Early in the morning, Shen Zhixing walked into the classroom and saw the gifts on Ji Ting's desk, he was taken aback for a moment, "However, I haven't seen this 'grand event' for a long time, you little fangirls were quite quiet a while ago."

Ji Ting obviously didn't care much about these things, he stuffed all the things on the table into the drawer casually, pointed to his drawer, "Don't be modest, you are not bad."

This is true. Although Shen Zhixing has always been like a fool, he is also a handsome guy after all. He is also a sunny and cheerful type who is very popular with girls. There are many girls who like him and want to get close to him. .

I can't tell it usually, but when it comes to festivals, there are many girls who give gifts.

Of course, he actually cares less about these things than Ji Ting.

"Thank you for your affirmation." Shen Zhixing smiled nonchalantly, and took the bag off his shoulders, "But I'm a little busy right now—take your homework and copy it for me, Mathematics English I want political geography."

Ji Ting glanced at him in disgust, and reached out to pick up the homework on his desk.

Shen Zhixing sat down in a hurry, copied two pens and suddenly found that the pen was out of water, reached for the pen case in the drawer, but no one knew who actually put a drink in his drawer.

He didn't look down at all, and accidentally knocked over the drink.

The drink was spilled on Shen Zhixing's body without waste, even staining a lot of embarrassing parts.

"I rely on!"

Shen Zhixing's scream successfully calmed down the chaotic Class Eight and attracted everyone's attention.

Ji Ting was also taken aback by him, his hands were quicker than his brain, and he immediately reached for a tissue.

Shen Zhixing's whole clothes were stained with material, especially below the waist, which was already soaked.

There was even a drink dripping down his trouser legs, and it was useless after wiping it off.

"You can't wear these clothes, can you?" Ji Ting helped him wipe for a long time, and finally put down the tissue in his hand helplessly, took out his mobile phone and checked the time, "Forget it, let's do this first, you come back to the dormitory with me, we Find you some clothes to wear."

Shen Zhixing was still holding a tissue to compete with himself, his eyebrows were almost twitched, he struggled for a while and reluctantly gave up.

It was only a few minutes before the morning self-study class, Ji Ting talked to Qin Yang, and pulled Shen Zhixing out of the classroom.

The student apartment is not far from the teaching building, but they have to go out from the headquarters, enter the international department, and have to register after passing the school gate, which is very troublesome.

Fortunately, students were not prohibited from entering and leaving the student dormitory of the International Department during classes. The two finally entered the dormitory without wasting any more time.

"Damn, is your accommodation condition really a high school student?"

Shen Zhixing was shocked as soon as he entered the dormitory, looking at Ji Ting's dormitory, which didn't look like a dormitory at all, he was speechless, "There is no teacher to check the dormitory, isn't this too cool?"

After he finished speaking, he walked to Ji Ting's desk, looked at the stack of comic magazines on the table and said "tsk", "I can't tell, you actually read comics."

Ji Ting didn't speak, went to the closet to find a sweater, and found another set of his school uniform.

After taking it, he looked at Shen Zhixing and hesitated, "Why don't you take a shower? Anyway, I'm asking for leave."

Shen Zhixing was a little overwhelmed by the rare enthusiasm at the same table.

"Yo, at the same table, you are so nice to me all of a sudden, I'm so embarrassed." Shen Zhixing smiled, still glib, waved his hands and saw the things in his hand, "No, you didn't eat breakfast How about it? If you think you have too much time, I just haven’t eaten yet, so let’s go to the breakfast shop next door and have something to eat.”

Shen Zhixing came out of the bathroom with the changed clothes, and greeted Ji Ting who was playing with his mobile phone, "I'm fine, let's go."

Ji Ting looked up at him, "You can put it here, I went to the laundry room to wash it for you at noon, and I will bring it to you on Monday."

Shen Zhixing wanted to refuse, but Ji Ting directly took the dirty clothes from his hands.

He froze for a moment, looked at Ji Ting's back, and smiled silently, "At the same table, I found that you are quite gentle when you take care of others."