Idol and school grass are at the same table

He Zheng is a member of Zhao Hao's label. He used to be an idol. After his contract expired, he signed a label and concentrated on making music. He is a very popular and capable rapper.

Shen Zhixing had heard of He Zheng, but he didn't quite understand what Zhao Hao said, "What do you like? What's crazy?"

Ji Ting covered his face next to him, coughed twice, trying to get Zhao Hao to receive his signal and stop this topic.

It's a pity that Zhao Hao didn't have this awareness, he thought it was Shen Zhixing who was embarrassed, paused slightly, and reorganized his words, "Actually, there are quite a lot of male idol fans now, star chasing, what is the difference between male and female, What you like is the most important thing.”

Shen Zhixing understood something, smiled and asked Zhao Hao, "Did Ji Ting tell you?"

"Yeah, he even asked me for a ticket for the Xinghe concert." Although Zhao Hao sensed that something was wrong, he tried to change the subject calmly, "But little brother, you are very good, and you can make our family look down. Not many people come to ask for help."

After Zhao Hao finished speaking, he thought that Shen Zhixing would answer, but he didn't expect him to.

After a while, Shen Zhixing nodded perfunctorily, "Really, that's an honor."

Then he turned his head to look at Ji Ting, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "But at the same table, I think there seems to be a little misunderstanding here, it's quite big, don't you think, you should explain it?"

There is indeed a bit of misunderstanding here, and Ji Ting did it on purpose.

A few days before He Wenqian's birthday, Ji Ting thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind to send a message to Zhao Hao asking for tickets.

Since Ji Ting left Galaxy, Zhao Hao has been trying to avoid mentioning things related to Galaxy Entertainment and his previous life in front of him.

When he suddenly mentioned this, Zhao Hao was taken aback, and it was difficult to ask, but he quickly got the ticket for him.

When the courier arrived, Zhao Hao sent him a message asking him insinuatingly.

Ji Ting knew that Zhao Hao was worried about him, and he was afraid that he would think too much if he knew that he was asking for a ticket for a girl, so he deliberately replied to him, "Don't worry, I'm not here to mess things up."

Zhao Hao probably had a schedule that day, and it took a long time before he returned an emoji to Ji Ting.

Ji Ting looked at the emoji, hesitated for a long time, and finally explained, "Student wants to go."

Sure enough, Zhao Hao lived up to Ji Ting's expectation, he asked all kinds of gossiping questions, and the topics became more and more in-depth.

[For which little girl? ]

[You should pay attention, although you are no longer an artist, there are still many people staring at you, so protect the girls. ]

[Another point, you are a student now, according to your school regulations, puppy love is still not advocated. ]

Ji Ting had already made up his mind when he asked him for a ticket, but Zhao Hao's words made him even more angry and speechless.

He looked at the messages that popped up one by one on the phone, and was so angry that he wanted to beat himself up for asking Zhao Hao for a ticket.

It just so happened that the sports meet had just finished, and Shen Zhixing was still holding pictures of his women's clothing in his ears every day to make him angry.

Looking at someone beside him, Ji Ting suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, and picked up his phone to reply to Zhao Hao.

[It's not a girl, it's my deskmate. ]

[I didn't want to say it at first, I'm at the same table... He really likes brother He Zheng, the kind who calls her husband on the Internet every day. ]

[Three sentences are inseparable from idols, some people say that Brother He Zheng's one sentence is not good, he can complain about others on the Internet for three days. ]

[Because he didn't get the ticket for this show, he suffered for several days, I don't want to see him so sad every day. ]

[Don't you also know that I have a better relationship with him. ]

Ji Ting's words not only successfully dispelled Zhao Hao's suspicion, but also successfully created an image of an "infatuated male fan" for his good tablemate.

Kill two birds with one stone, perfect.

Of course, it would be more perfect if it didn't overturn.

Ji Ting naturally didn't explain to him, turned his head away, looked out the window, put on the earphones silently, and pretended not to hear.

Shen Zhixing stared at him for half a minute, and smiled helplessly. Since Zhao Hao was beside him, he didn't say anything, lowered his head, picked up his phone and opened WeChat.

A few seconds later, Ji Ting's phone vibrated.

Someone who was right next to him sent him a WeChat message: [Ting Ting, your lies are not good enough, you should say that I am your fanatical male fan. ]

Ji Ting choked, turned his head further, leaned against the window and smiled.

Shen Zhixing's home is not far from the school, and he arrived soon after driving out of the heavily trafficked road.

When Zhao Hao put him down, he smiled brightly, "Little friend, next time you have time, I ask you to play with us."

Shen Zhixing thought he was speaking politely, and responded, "Thank you brother."

"Speaking of it..." Zhao Hao thought about it seriously, "He Zheng should have time in a while, if he has time in a few days, call him too."

The smile on Shen Zhixing's face froze for a moment, and when he glanced at Ji Ting, the smile deepened, "Then...thank you Brother Hao."

"Your deskmate is quite interesting."

After Shen Zhixing got out of the car, Zhao Hao immediately put away his pretended calmness and started gossiping, "By the way, you even know where he lives so clearly, so you don't miss it."

Ji Ting's anger over the overturned car hadn't calmed down yet, and he glared at him, not wanting to answer him.

Zhao Hao laughed enough, finally stopped, looked at Ji Ting in the rearview mirror, and looked serious, "To be honest, the young man is very nice and energetic."

He said with a little helplessness in his eyes, "Go out and play more with others, don't be bored in the dormitory or at home all the time, you are still young, get in touch with your peers more, and it's time to come out."

After Christmas, I went to school for a few days, and then New Year's Day.

New Year's Day is going to be a holiday, but the students are not as excited as before.

There is no other reason. After the New Year's Day holiday, there will be an exam, followed by the final exam. The exams one after another make people feel no relaxation at all.

The huikao is a unified examination room arranged by students in the whole district, not necessarily in their own school.

Fenghe's students were scattered in three test centers, and Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing were assigned to No. [-] Middle School.

No. [-] Middle School is not far from Fenghe, just one street away, and the school organized boarding students to go there together.

Ji Ting has no foundation in science, and has no confidence in the three science subjects. Although he knows that science is useless by surprise, he still studied very late the night before the exam.

Unsurprisingly, I woke up late the next day.

In order to keep up with the school team, Ji Ting naturally didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Fortunately, there was still a lot of time when we arrived, so Ji Ting bought some food from a nearby breakfast stand before entering the test center.

Because the exam was taken at a foreign school, despite repeated instructions from the school leaders, almost no one except the dormitory students wore school uniforms—the dormitory students were brought by the school teachers, so they had no choice but to wear them.

A lot of people have already gathered in the test center, from the same school to different schools, all gathered together to talk.

Ji Ting didn't join the other students, and walked in alone with his bag on his back. After searching for a long time, he didn't see any familiar students, and there were people all around.

Just when he was a little irritated by the crowd, an arm was put on his shoulder.

The crowd was crowded, Shen Zhixing didn't say a word, he hooked his shoulders, and led him to a place where there were few people.

The two stopped in front of a teaching building without an examination room.

There were many students gathered in groups of three or four. Although Ji Ting didn't see any familiar faces, he judged from the few students wearing Feng and school uniforms that this should be the place where Feng and the students gathered.

Although Xiaoba Shen has a notorious reputation, his popularity is not bad, and classmates around him greet him from time to time.

Shen Zhixing responded one by one, turned his head to look at Ji Ting, "How's your review going, my deskmate?"

Ji Ting scratched his hair, looked around a little irritably, and asked, "What about you?"

After asking, I felt that I was really unnecessary to ask, and I became even more irritable, "Hey, forget it, I will resign myself to fate."

"There's nothing to be nervous about." Shen Zhixing smiled, "It's not the college entrance examination, just fail the make-up exam."

Having said that, Ji Ting couldn't help but like other students around, took out the book and read it a few more times.

I don't know what's the use of watching it, and I even quickly forget what I was reading, but I just want to comfort myself.

Although, it still has no effect.

Probably seeing Ji Ting's nervousness, it was rare for Shen Zhixing not to tease him with gossip, so he stood beside him quietly watching him turn the pages of the book.

Soon it was time to enter the examination room, and the teachers at the entrance of the examination room had already started to organize the queue and maintain order.

"Okay, at the same table," Shen Zhixing watched the people around him slowly disperse, raised his hand and patted Ji Ting's arm lightly, "It's almost done, let's go."

Ji Ting exhaled slowly, closed the book and stuffed it into the bag, followed by Shen Zhixing to find a place to put the bag down.

Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting's examination room were not in the same direction, and Ji Ting walked towards his own examination room after putting away his bags.

After walking a few steps, the person behind him ran a few steps to catch up and stopped him.

Ji Ting froze for a moment, then turned around.

Shen Zhixing scratched his hair a little bit at a loss, "Ah... just want to say cheers to you."

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