Idol and school grass are at the same table

The three of them delayed the entire class at once, and attracted the attention of all the students as soon as they entered the classroom.

The English teacher on the podium was still leaving homework. When he saw three people coming in, he also paused, "What's the matter?"

Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting didn't speak, Qin Yang helplessly explained to the teacher, "The cup is broken, it scratched my ankle."

"Is it because your teacher Wang's safety education is not in place, or is your efficiency too high? It's not a holiday yet, and an accident happened first." The English teacher teased and paused, "Be careful, the holiday is coming soon, and the holiday for injury and illness It's all bad."

Ji Ting didn't let Qin Yang continue to help him, but he helped Shen Zhixing back to his seat.

He Wenqian kept watching the two of them, waiting for them to sit down, then turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Shen Zhixing lay on the table, raised his head and looked at her in a daze, "What do you think?"

His voice was also artificially weak, and the expression on He Wenqian's face froze for a moment, and she said with disgust, "I think you're fine."

Even though she said that, she was still a little worried, and turned her gaze to Ji Ting again.

Ji Ting understood, and before she could ask, he opened his mouth first, "The gash isn't very big, but it's a bit deep. The school doctor advised him to go to the hospital..."

"He's not, he's not, don't talk nonsense."

Before Ji Ting finished speaking, the person next to him sat up from the chair like a dead body, tilted his body and put the injured leg to the aisle, "Look, it's very good."

Ji Ting waited for him to finish his madness, and said the remaining few words helplessly: "Two stitches."

He Wenqian: "..."

Half an hour ago, Xiaoba Shen went crazy in the same way in the infirmary.

Shen Zhixing's injury was indeed not serious, but the wound was a little deep. The school doctor stopped the bleeding, treated him, and suggested to Qin Yang and Ji Ting worriedly, "Why don't I write you a note and take him to the hospital Let’s get two stitches, it’s not serious to say it’s serious, but it’s better to have stitches to be sure, and it’s winter now, so it’s better to heal quickly.”

Ji Ting naturally had no objection, and Qin Yang was also worried about his injury, so he nodded, "Then..."

"No, I don't need it!"

Before the school doctor took out the leave note, Shen Zhixing, who was resting on the hospital bed next to him, limped and jumped in front of several people, "I'm going back to study, the exam is coming soon, I can't delay my class."

The school doctor was taken aback, but he didn't expect this kid to see that he was still a master who loves to study, so he pondered for a while and persuaded, "It's okay to delay a little bit, but if it doesn't work, let the classmates help you make up for it, the body is more important."

"No, I really don't need it." Shen Zhixing glanced at the school doctor, gritted his teeth, landed on both feet, and jumped a few times, "You see, I'm fine, there's no need to go to the hospital for this minor injury, and we can't waste public resources. Just because I delayed the treatment of a seriously injured patient, wouldn't I be guilty of a great crime?"

Shen Zhixing spoke righteous words, and the school doctor was stupefied by him, "That's..."

The school doctor suddenly recalled, squinted his eyes, and looked Shen Zhixing up and down a few times, "You don't have to be afraid of your hands, do you?"

"How come!" The expression on Shen Zhixing's face froze for a moment, and he jumped up again, "I'm really fine, look, I'm fine, let me run ten laps now and I'm fine!"

As a result of the forced jumping, Shen Zhixing's wound began to ooze blood again, and the gauze wrapped outside was completely dyed.

Ji Ting and Qin Yang didn't look at him, they dragged him helplessly to persuade him for a long time, and asked the school doctor to wrap him up again.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm really fine." Shen Zhixing kept patting on the table, "I'm really not afraid of pain, how could I be afraid of pain?"

He Wenqian didn't want to talk anymore, she looked at Ji Ting sympathetically, "Brother Ting, thank you for your hard work."

"Who is on duty today? It's almost time for class, why haven't you wiped the blackboard?"

Several people were arguing behind, and the geography teacher in the next class stood on the podium and looked at the blackboard, his eyebrows were furrowed together, "The students on duty come and wipe the blackboard quickly."

Many chatterers in the front row stopped and looked back.

He Wenqian, who had just turned back, suddenly remembered something, and turned her head to ask Shen Zhixing, "Are you cleaning the blackboard today?"

Shen Zhixing said "ah", "Well, it seems to be."

"Didn't you say that you are very good?" He Wenqian smiled, "Go, it's time to prove you."

Shen lifts a rock and shoots himself in the foot Zhixing: "..."

He Wenqian was just angry with him, and didn't intend to let the wounded go up to clean the blackboard.

Shen Zhixing really stood up, and He Wenqian was startled, she reached out her hand to stop him, and stood up, "Brother, I'm just kidding, don't move, can I wipe it?"

"I'll go." Ji Ting dragged him back to his seat not at all tenderly, "Just wait for me."

Just as Ji Ting finished speaking, he stood up from his chair, and Qin Yang in front had already walked to the podium.

Qin Yang walked to the podium, apologized to the teacher, picked up the eraser, saw Ji Ting also passed by, and was surprised, "It's okay, I'll do it."

Ji Ting shook his head and picked up another eraser.

The geography teacher looked at the two wiping the blackboard dumbfounded, then turned to look at the last row, "Shen Zhixing, you are really good, there are so many people vying to help you."

Shen Zhixing was stunned, "After all, my personality is still a little bit strong, and there is nothing I can do about it."

There was a burst of laughter in the class. The geography teacher looked at his feet, asked a few questions like the English teacher, and then turned to look at Ji Ting. Shen Zhixing, this bastard who is not only poor but also poor, has a good relationship."

"Teacher, what you said is inappropriate." Shen Zhixing patted the table to express his dissatisfaction, "I am energetic and energetic, didn't you find that he is much more cheerful when he is with me? "

The geography teacher didn't want to talk to him about his narcissism, "Then why don't you learn from others and study hard?"

After Ji Ting wiped the blackboard, he wiped the dust from the podium with a rag, just when the class bell rang, and returned to his seat before washing his hands.

As soon as I sat down, the person next to me handed me a wet tissue.

Ji Ting paused, took it, took it apart and wiped it on his hands.

Someone became even more embarrassed, "Am I very caring?"

Ji Ting stuffed the used wet wipes back into the packaging bag, took out the exercise book the teacher taught, and ignored him.

"Do you feel that you have become more energetic?" Shen Zhixing didn't care that he ignored him, pulled La Jiting's sleeve, and continued to bother him, "The temper is also better, look at how I bother you now, you You don’t even need to do anything, do you?”

While talking, he desperately stretched out his hand to Ji Ting's head and touched it, "This way you won't be angry, tsk tsk tsk, my damn charm."

Shen Zhixing's desperate action made Ji Ting stiff.

Ji Ting was a little unaccustomed to this kind of intimacy, he wanted to avoid it, and tilted his head slightly.

Shen Zhixing's hand slipped onto his ear.

Ji Ting's body became even more stiff, and his ears turned red instantly.

Shen Zhixing, who had been staring at him, suddenly felt a little dry in his throat.

Shen Zhixing's throat rolled, coughed uncomfortably, and quickly let go.

Feeling a bit too awkward like this, he opened his mouth to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Ji Ting suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, "You're right."

Shen Zhixing didn't react, "Ah", "What?"

"My temper has indeed improved a lot." Ji Ting finished speaking every word, reached out and punched Shen Zhixing, "If it had been before, your grave would have been able to play disco."

He looked a little fierce when he spoke, but the punch was not hard, it was more like a joke.

Shen Zhixing froze for a moment, then grinned.

Ji Ting glared at him again, lowered his head to read the book, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and there was a little warmth in his eyes unconsciously.

Relying on his foot injury, Shen Zhixing ran amok for a whole day, not only swearing all kinds of dirty words in front of Ji Ting, but even asked Ji Ting to envoy him.

Because it was Friday, the school bell rang, but the classroom was not as usual, and half of the people ran away in an instant.

The classmates who were close to home gathered together in groups of three or five, discussing where to go first and then go back home.

The students on duty were not in a hurry either, they were chatting and working at the same time.

Today is the day of Shen Zhixing's team. Seeing that he was injured, several classmates said to let him go first.

However, the school bully who swept the ground to the extreme was extremely active today, refusing to leave for life and death, and volunteered...to ask Ji Ting to help him on duty.

Ji Ting originally thought so, didn't say anything, packed his things and went to duty.

"Wait a minute." Shen Zhixing started acting like a demon again, "I'm thirsty, please buy me a bottle of drink first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students on duty and the students who hadn't left all stopped their movements, and looked at the two of them quietly in fear.

Several people have already begun to mourn for Shen Zhixing in their hearts - based on their understanding of Ji Ting, within three seconds, the dog's head of the school bully classmate will be blown off.

However, what was expected did not happen. Ten minutes later, Shen Zhixing sat on his seat, took the drink Ji Ting bought for him, and crossed his legs to watch several people on duty.

It is also very dishonest, and from time to time, it is necessary to force a few words to brush up the sense of existence.

"Be serious, it's still dirty there."

"You can't take it seriously just because you're not in your group. They are all in the same class, and you have to contribute to the class."

"How can you ask girls to wipe the blackboard? They can't reach them, so why don't you help them?"

Everyone in the classroom had almost left, everyone could hear Shen Zhixing's loud voice clearly.

The student on duty together was holding back a smile while secretly looking at Ji Ting.

Fan Ran, the deputy squad leader in the same group, couldn't listen anymore, put down his broom and propped himself on the table to look at Ji Ting, "Brother Ting, in fact, if he is like this, you can beat him."

Several other students on duty also couldn't help laughing, and someone shouted, "How dare Brother Ting!"

Several people laughed at the same time, and Shen Zhixing was obviously satisfied with this sentence, "That's right, my deskmate treats me so well."

Ji Ting was a little embarrassed by the ridicule of several people, so he simply ignored them and continued mopping the floor with his head down.

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There is really another chapter tonight, after all... it's almost Wednesday...