Idol and school grass are at the same table

"Aren't you coming home this week?"

At the end of the day, Shen Zhixing limped out of the classroom following Ji Ting, his feet moved slowly, and his mouth was very poor, "It's early anyway, and there is no one in my house, why don't we go play games?"

Ji Ting really didn't understand where his energy came from, "You still go to Internet cafes with that foot?"

"I don't hit him with my feet." Shen Zhixing put his hand on his shoulder, "Let you experience the feeling of being carried away."

Ji Ting naturally didn't agree to him, and let him pester him in every possible way, all kinds of misfortune, saying that he can't go home alone~ Going home is boring, still unmoved.

In the end, he just stopped a taxi and forced people into it.

Back in the dormitory, Ji Ting packed up his things and put the homework on the table, but he didn't open the homework to write as usual.

Looking at the thick stack of homework papers on the table, Ji Ting suddenly felt a little irritable.

Unconsciously, some bad things came to mind again, and the emotions that had been suppressed during the day gradually resurfaced.

Ji Ting stared at the homework for a few seconds, forced himself to calm down, opened it, but stared at the homework for half a minute.

One question after another, which was not very familiar at first, looked even more strange and annoying at this moment.

It's a bit shocking to say that Ji Ting is not suitable for studying.

He is not that motivated to study and has difficulty concentrating.

In class, Ji Ting followed carefully, but Ji Ting knew very well in his heart how much he had really learned. His hard work was only superficial.

Although saying this feels like making excuses for not studying hard, Ji Ting is really not interested.

I'm not interested in learning those complicated knowledge points, I'm not interested in doing those topics that give me headaches at first glance, and I pretend to be working hard every day in a daze, just to deceive myself.

Lie to yourself that life is fine, lie to yourself that you can do without music.

The irritability in my heart became more and more difficult to control. I closed my homework and picked up the whole stack of homework and stuffed it back into my bag.

Probably because of my confusion, I didn't hold it firmly when I held it, and my hand shook and scattered it all on the ground.

Ji Ting bent down to pick it up, but found a paper that did not belong to him.

The words on the paper are flying and dancing, and they blend well with the messy things on the side.

The characteristics of this thing are too obvious, one can tell at a glance that it was made by Ji Ting's tablemate who is always idle all day long.

Ji Ting picked up all the things, paused, and pulled out his paper.

The paper is quite new, and it is the homework that the math teacher just finished in the last class.

This one is full of big questions, and the teacher left a lot of space for answering the papers.

Shen Zhixing made good use of these blank spaces. He painted the whole scroll colorfully, completely wasting its original value.

Ji Ting is very irritable about anything related to study now, he just glanced at it, turned the paper over, and stared at the things drawn on the other side, but was stunned for a moment.

It's a silhouette of a boy playing the piano.

The boy was wearing a baggy school uniform, with his hands hanging in the air. Although Ji Ting was expressionless, he seemed to be able to feel the emotion in his eyes staring at the piano.

Longing but timid, like being held by a pair of invisible hands, wanting but unable to touch.

Feeling uncontrollable irritability again, Ji Ting grabbed his hair and picked up the paper, but found another piece of paper floating out of it.

Ji Ting catches the paper before it falls to the floor.

The drawing on the paper is a man cutting chains with a kitchen knife.

Shen Zhixing drew the person with a ferocious face and blown hair, and wrote two large characters next to the person, Li Xia—that was the name of their math teacher.

Ji Ting moved his fingers slightly, and the restlessness in his heart slowly disappeared, and some other things came back to his mind.

Li Xia, the mathematics teacher of Class [-], is the teacher who the students in Class [-] dare not mess with except the head teacher.

The educational philosophy of the two is also similar. They are both typical of not abandoning or giving up, and letting you learn even if you don’t learn to die.

The difference is that Wang Xueyan used coercion and temptation, while Li Xia was the opposite, encouraging education.

Of course, sometimes this kind of encouragement is more torturous than Wang Xueyan's coercion and temptation.

Every time Li Xia was in class, she would ask the poor students in the class to answer the questions. If she couldn't answer the questions, she would babble next to her little by little until the other party got annoyed.

As the bottom one in the class, Shen Zhixing, who scored [-] in mathematics, was naturally the object of Li Xia's special care.

Especially recently, even though she knew that his lectures were just to "applaud", Li Xia still felt that Shen Zhixing had changed, knew that she had worked hard, and cared more about Shen Zhixing.

The way she takes care of her is also very direct, asking questions, as many as ten or eight times, and as few as two or three times. In short, if he is not asked to answer questions in each class, he will not pass this class.

Shen Zhixing really couldn't bear the love and care for her, and at first he answered "I don't know" with peace of mind, but later on it probably had no other way, and Shen Zhixing's attitude in answering questions was no longer so negative.

"At the same table, how do you write this question?"

On the podium, Li Xia turned the paper over and started a new topic. Shen Zhixing poked Ji Ting, "No, tell us the formula, I have a feeling she will call me again."

"Wait a minute." Ji Ting was still taking notes on the last question, "Why did you start asking about the formula? Didn't you just respond to all changes with the same thing, and answer to the end with 'I don't know'?"

Shen Zhixing smiled indifferently, "No, that would be too embarrassing for the teacher. Since we are enjoying the show, we must do enough."

In predicting that Li Xia would ask him to answer the question, Shen Zhixing's open mouth never missed it.

After reading the question, Li Xia didn't even look at the other students, and said directly to the last row, "This question is very simple, it is a basic trigonometric function to find the double angle, just know the formula, come on, Shen Zhixing, you analyze it Analyze it."

Shen Zhixing panicked for a while, flipped through the book and didn't know where to look, so he grabbed Ji Ting's notebook from the side and stood up.

"Don't talk about the result, talk about the process, or what formulas and ideas to solve the problem, you can just say what you think of."

Listening to Li Xia's encouragement as usual, Shen Zhixing turned over the book with his head lowered, and spoke plausibly, "Trigonometric formulas, sin, cos..."

Li Xia's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard him talking. She called Shen Zhixing so many times, but she had never seen him turn over the book so seriously.

Li Xia, who once again had anticipation in her heart, took a few steps back, stared at Shen Zhixing, and continued in the tone of teaching kindergarten children to count, "Yes, what are the formulas of trigonometric functions?"

Shen Zhixing's state was indeed different from before, Ji Ting also turned his head to look at him, wanting to see what he could answer.

After flipping through the notebook for half a minute, Shen Zhixing finally stopped, stumbled and read out, "(sinx)'=cosx(cosx)'=-sinx?"

"This... This is the derivative of trigonometric functions." Li Xia took a breath, "This is barely counted, so what else?"

Li Xia continued to remind, "Trigonometric functions are not derivative functions, double angle formulas, sin2x, cos2x..."

"Anything else?" Shen Zhixing didn't listen to what Li Xia said at all, and continued to follow his original thought with his head down, "(x^a)'=a*x^(a-1)..."

Li Xia was silent for a few seconds, then gave up again, "Sit down."

"Shen Zhixing, you now know how to learn and turn notes, which is already an improvement, but we must first find the right direction." Li Xia returned to the podium helplessly, "I asked you about trigonometric formulas, and you found me a bunch of them. Derivative function formula, how do you solve the problem?"

Shen Zhixing was still immersed in his own world, sat down and flipped through the book and said to Ji Ting, "Trigonometric functions, aren't those letters the same as trigonometric functions? Or did I read it wrong?"

"No." Shen Zhixing tapped the notebook, "You didn't remember it, did you?"

Ji Ting: "..."

Ji Ting snatched the notebook from him, flipped to his notes and patted him in front of him, "Look with your big angry eyes, what is this? You can't understand mathematics, and you can't understand Chinese characters either." Understand?"

Shen Zhixing stared at the big characters "trigonometric function" on his finger for a moment, and finally fell silent.

It's a pity that the math teacher on the podium didn't let him go.

While writing on the blackboard with chalk, Li Xia began to show her ambition to be a Chinese teacher.

"For example, Shen Zhixing, you are holding a kitchen knife to pick the lock, do you think you can open it?"

"You need a key to open the lock, and you need to find the right direction to do the question. Even if you can't write, at least you have to know what the question is about, and you can find the formula for that part."

Li Xia babbled endlessly on top, and Shen Zhixing was already below, laughing away, "It's really not that easy to be a Chinese teacher."

"Among our teachers, the only one who can compete with the Chinese teacher for a job is the head teacher."

Ji Ting spent his weekends at school as usual.

The school has relatively loose management on the dormitory students staying in the school. The dormitory students only arrange self-study in the evening on Saturdays, Sundays and Sundays, and they are completely free to move around at other times.

But for Ji Ting, the only weekly activity is to go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

For the rest of the time, he either went to the classroom or in the dormitory, trying to calm himself down and read those textbooks and exercise books that he was not interested in at all.

It was a little boring.

But this weekend, it wasn't so peaceful.

Ji Ting, who has not appeared in the public eye for a long time, is once again on the trending list.

The Xinghe Family concert on Saturday has always been a hot topic of discussion among fans.

From a few days before the concert, entries related to Xinghe entertainment artists have been hotly searched from time to time.

On the day of the concert, there was even a heated discussion on the Internet, and everyone was full of anticipation for Xinghe's first performance after adding a new member.

The concert did not disappoint everyone, it was huge and ended successfully.

However, some discordant voices appeared under related hot searches and topics.

The reason is that several members of the group selected by "eleven" sang a song they sang in the competition at the concert.

This is nothing, but Ji Ting is the main composer of the song.

Several members of the debut group sang the song at the concert, and it immediately became a trending search. Many fans of Ji Ting and passers-by who joined the fun began to feel all kinds of sadness.

The fans of the debut group were naturally dissatisfied, and the two sides just tore it up.

You said that I cooked a lot of black material, and I said that you cooked without conscience. There was a bloodbath on Weibo, and Ji Ting was on the trending search for the second time after he terminated the contract and quit the circle for half a year.

At the school gate on Saturday, He Wenqian couldn't see Shen Zhixing after all.

However, in view of the legitimate reason that Shen Xiaoba had a foot injury, He Wenqian let him go and let him live until Monday.

It's a pity that this person is born with no eyesight and loves to die.

On Monday morning, for the first time in history, Wang Zang didn't stand at the door early in the morning to catch copying homework, but the classroom was rarely quiet.

When Shen Zhixing stepped on the preparatory bell and entered the classroom, Ji Ting was reading a book.

From time to time, there were classmates who cast inquiring gazes at Ji Ting, but he pretended not to notice and memorized English with a pen.

But not a single word was memorized.

Shen Zhixing sat down hurriedly, and began to ask around for homework.

Ji Ting ignored him, and Shen Zhixing didn't take it seriously, as usual, he reached out to bother him again, "At the same table..."

He Wenqian, who was in the front row, turned her head and stuffed her homework into his arms, "I'll give you everything, don't make noise."

"Why are you so generous today?" Shen Zhixing took out his homework ignorantly, and quickly solved the weekly English newspaper in less than half a minute, "Also, what's going on with you today? Why are you so quiet? Where? And you, at the same table..."

"Seventeen or eighteen is the age to be full of curiosity about the world?" He Wenqian slapped the table, "Are you annoying? Either don't push me, or give it back to me."

Wang Xueyan, who was watching the morning self-study, came 10 minutes late, and came to the classroom before putting her bag in the office.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I was taken aback by the rare silence in Class [-]

Wang Xueyan took half a step back, took a closer look at the class card, couldn't control the shock on her face, and said in a pleasant tone, "I did well today, no teacher would know that I'm studying."

Class [-]'s relationship with Wang Xueyan has always been relatively casual, and if Wang Xueyan says something, a few poor-mouthed boys will definitely pick up the words.

Today's eighth class is rare without the voices of these annoying teachers.

Wang Xueyan was obviously not used to such an honest Class [-], so she paused for a while, then ordered the class chores as before, and took the bag back to her office.

Ji Ting knew that the weird atmosphere was all because of himself, and he could understand the concern of his classmates.

However, after such a long time, Ji Ting already felt very bad because of this inexplicable thing, and he didn't have the heart to think about other people's opinions.

This atmosphere lasted until it eased up.

In the afternoon there is a physical education class. Near the end of the period, the physical education class of most classes has long been suspended. In fact, the physical education class of Class [-] has already been used to make up two math classes.

But in this class, the math teacher was busy. Wang Xueyan saw that the students in the class were listless and had no energy at all, so she tried hard to get a physical education class for them from the English teacher.

However, in order to allow students to move around more freely, Wang Xueyan also allows those who do not want to go to sports to study by themselves in the class, provided that they are quiet.

"Brother Xing, you can't continue sports, can you?"

Before going to gym, Qin Yang blocked Shen Zhixing who had just come back from the toilet at the door of the class, "Help me take a look at the class."

Since there was a precedent in the last sports meeting, Qin Yang asked Shen Zhixing to help watch the class whenever something happened. Shen Zhixing agreed readily and dignifiedly.

Shen Zhixing didn't agree so readily this time, "Who said I won't go?"

"Hey, brother Xing, you said you have such a handsome face, it's a waste to not watch classes to let more people appreciate it." Qin Yang blew a bucket of rainbow farts illogically, noticing Shen Zhixing's eyes, He hesitated for a moment, "Your foot... really want to go down?"

"Am I kidding with you?" The two of them walked to the back of the classroom while they were talking, Shen Zhixing pulled out his chair and sat down, "It's hard to have a physical education class, how can I be bored with the class, don't you think so? table?"

Ji Ting lay on the table and moved a bit, "I'm going to go by myself."

"That won't work." Shen Zhixing grabbed his collar and shook it, "How can I leave you here alone?"

Ji Ting has been annoyed for a whole day. After finally taking PE class, he wanted to be quiet in the classroom for a while. Naturally, he was unmoved by his rhetoric. He reached into the drawer and took out the earphones to put them on. He ignored him and put them on his body. hand.

Shen Xiaoba, who didn't know how to write four words when you see it, stared at Ji Ting for two seconds, and suddenly smiled.

In the next second, just after washing, Shen Zhixing reached into Ji Ting's neck with his ice-cold, still damp hand, "No, you are my guardian now, you have to go wherever I go."

In winter, the water is cold, and the classroom is well-heated, so the whole body is hot, especially the neck, which is the warmest place.

Being so suddenly frozen, Ji Ting exploded on the spot, picked up the book on the table and typed it to Shen Zhixing.

"What's wrong with you?"

"My uncle's, isn't the guardian? Okay, I will make you unable to live without the guardian for the rest of your life!"

"Stupid idiot, I ignore you, do you really think my temper has changed?"

In the end, Shen Zhixing exchanged a beating for Ji Ting to go to sports with him.

Qin Yang, who was left behind by Shen Xiaoba and went to Cao Yutong angrily, was also stunned by this operation. Seeing Cao Yutong who also didn't know what expression to make, he took a breath, "Don't you think that Brother Xing looks very cute like this?" Like the ancient faint king?"

"Like, very similar." Cao Yutong nodded vigorously, "Although I forgot which stupid king it is, but I think if Brother Xing was in ancient times, he would definitely be more stupid than them."

There are not too few people in sports, there are more than half of the class.

The physical education teacher came out and exercised their bodies, and then let them disband and move freely.

Qin Yang and the boys from the sports committee were not afraid of the cold in winter, so they took off their coats and played in the playground.

Shen Zhixing had more energy than energy, and didn't want to stay in the equipment room, so he dragged Ji Tingfei to the playground for a walk.

In the north in January, it is the coldest time. When you stretch out your hand, you worry about whether you can retract it completely.

Originally, Ji Ting didn't want to wander around the playground with this psychopath at all, but Shen Zhi Xingsao had no choice but to play tricks, so Ji Ting was dragged over by him in the end.

On the playground, there are only eight classes and one class does sports. People are basically gathered in the basketball court and equipment room, and there is no one beside the running track.

Although Shen Zhixing was blah, but his foot was injured, he still couldn't walk fast.

Although Ji Ting walked ahead impatiently, he looked back from time to time.

The two walked slowly for a while, when Shen Zhixing suddenly called out, "Ji Ting."

Ji Ting thought he was going to come up with some new routine, and turned his head impatiently, "What are you doing?"

The two of them just walked to the rostrum, and Shen Zhixing stretched out his hand to beckon him, "Come here."

Ji Ting stood still, but the man was already bouncing up the steps.

He hesitated for half a second, then turned around and followed.

Right now is the time when the sun is abundant, and the weather is fine, with sufficient sunshine and no wind. Even though the temperature is low, it does not feel cold.

The two sat in silence for a while, Shen Zhixing slightly turned his head to look at Ji Ting, "Is your relationship with your parents not very good?"

Shen Zhixing was used to being alone, and was extremely sensitive to such issues related to himself. Hearing his words, his nerves tensed instantly, and his eyes unconsciously showed a little wariness.

Shen Zhixing noticed the look in his eyes, and smiled, "Actually, I'm not that good either."

Ji Ting was startled for a moment, stretched his legs down a little, stepped up two steps, turned sideways, and leaned against the railing behind him, his eyes lingered on the crowd playing basketball below for a few seconds, his thoughts subconsciously drifted away.

After a while, he turned his head away and laughed at himself, "I can't say if it's good or not, it should be."

"But if measured by money, the relationship should be pretty good."

What he said was not exaggerated at all, it was miserable.

Ji Ting's parents divorced a long time ago and reorganized their families, and he began to live as a trainee since he was a child, so he became more and more alienated from them.

In his life, apart from the few phone calls and the occasional two-day wechat sent by his parents every year, only the huge monthly living expenses are left.

Shen Zhixing stared at Ji Ting for two seconds, then lightly put his hand on his knee and patted it, "Comparing this, I seem to be a little bit in the midst of blessings."

This movement was very light, somewhat comforting, Ji Ting's body froze for a moment, coughed unnaturally, but did not slap his hand away.

The two just sat on the rostrum for more than ten minutes, chatting occasionally, but most of the time neither of them spoke.

Shen Zhixing's hand didn't know whether he forgot to take it back or what happened, so he kept resting on Ji Ting's lap.

There was no assembly after class, the bell rang, and the students in Class [-] walked back by themselves one after another.

In fact, Ji Ting didn't really want to go back to work, but subconsciously stood up.

The moment he got up, the person behind him reached out and grabbed him.

When Ji Ting turned around, Shen Zhixing just stood up.

The boy looked at Ji Ting and smiled slightly, "You haven't skipped class yet, have you?"

The author has something to say:

I really didn't finish writing yesterday, so I added a big chapter today... Don't hit me, I love you hahahaha