Idol and school grass are at the same table

The next section of physical education is Chinese.

The preparatory bell rang, and there were still several students who didn't come back, but because the last session was sports, Carp didn't take it seriously.

The class bell rang, and the students ran back to their seats one after another.

Except for the two seats in the last row which were still empty, everyone else had already taken out the review materials sent by the teacher and looked at them.

Only then did Carp realize something was wrong.

He never took Shen Zhixing with him in his freshman year of high school, but he heard a lot about this kid's heroic deeds.

Skipping classes, fighting, smoking...everything but studying.

Carp's life has always been relatively relaxed, but the whole semester of the second year of high school is almost over, Shen Zhixing has not done anything too outrageous except to be poor with the students around him every day.

Even before today, the naive Chinese teacher once thought that those were just rumors.

But Li Yu didn't say anything, looked at the empty seats behind, and decided to file a complaint with the head teacher of Class [-] after class.

Review the Chinese class as usual, do reading questions and lecture questions.

Li Yu gave him a long time to do the questions. Qin Yang finished the questions early and was really bored. He looked at the Chinese teacher on the podium, then reached into the drawer and secretly took out his mobile phone.

After unlocking, Qin Yang clicked in when he saw a new WeChat message, but the contact who saw the WeChat message was slightly taken aback—it turned out to be the boss Ji Ting who had never sent a message after adding WeChat.

The boss asked him to ask for leave.

Ji Ting's deskmate hurt his foot again, this time he had to go to the hospital.

Qin Yang was a little worried when he heard what Ji Ting said, and sent several messages in a row, asking him how he was hurt and whether it was serious or not.

The boss is so cold, he didn't reply to his message.

The Chinese teacher knocked on the podium and began to give a lecture. Qin Yang had no choice but to put this matter behind him for the time being, picked up his pen and followed the class.

After class, when the Chinese teacher was assigning homework, Qin Yang picked up his phone and looked at it again, and found that Ji Ting had sent him another message.

[It's not serious, but two stitches won't solve the problem, and he'll probably go crazy again when he goes back. ]

[Just tell the teacher in charge that you were injured in physical education class, and you won’t be in class this afternoon. ]

Hearing what he said, Qin Yang knew that the matter must not be simple, but he didn't dare to ask about the past between the school bully and the world superstar, so he replied "yes", put away his phone and went to ask the teacher for leave.

In the hospital, after the school bully went crazy, Ji Ting forcibly pushed him into the consulting room.

"Doctor, does this really hurt?" Shen Zhixing looked at the doctor in front of him and asked the same question for the umpteenth time, "Why don't you give me an anesthetic."

The doctor has been annoyed by this kid for a long time, and he looked at him expressionlessly, "It doesn't hurt that much, a young man, just need three or four stitches, no need for anesthesia."

Shen Zhixing took a breath and was about to struggle, but the doctor continued, "Besides, do you think the anesthetic won't hurt?"

"I think you are afraid of needles, kid. Anesthesia is scarier than stitches." The doctor suddenly smiled and looked him up and down. "Of course, you can do it if you want."

Shen Zhixing froze instantly.

Half a second later, Shen Zhixing changed to a new method, turned his head to look at Ji Ting, with an aggrieved expression on his face, "Ting Ting, I..."

"No sewing?" Ji Ting sneered, "Okay, let's go, next time you come directly to the amputation and you'll be more happy, so you don't have to worry about it again and again."

Coming out of the hospital, it was still early, Ji Ting asked for leave, so the two of them naturally didn't go back to the rest of the class.

The next morning, Shen Zhixing finally appeared in front of everyone dragging his troubled feet.

After the self-study get out of class in the morning, a few gossipers gathered around Shen Zhixing's desk under the banner of caring about the school bully's foot injury.

"So, Shen Zhixing, when you skipped class and climbed over the wall, you were scratched by the wire on the wall?"

He Wenqian listened to Shen Zhixing's narration of the whole process of her injury, and felt that her world view had been subverted, "No, what do you two think, what about acting in an idol drama? Overcoming the wall in broad daylight?"

"Brother Ting definitely didn't come up with this matter, right?" Qin Yang looked at Shen Zhixing, "Brother Ting has such a stupid...unique idea."

Ji Ting was very pleased with his knowledge, "It's good that you know."

"But Brother Ting, you actually did such a stupid thing with him." Qin Yang paused and continued, "This in itself is already very abnormal."

"Yes." Cao Yutong nodded frantically again in agreement, "So Qin Yang, I think what you said yesterday was wrong."

"Brother Xing is not enough to be a fool. Brother Ting is the real fool. You can be fooled by brother Xing with just a few words. In ancient times, you would be a fool who was manipulated by traitors."

He Wenqian echoed from the side, "The most important thing is that Brother Ting himself is not a soft-hearted person, but as long as Shen Zhixing says, he will listen. This is very foolish."

Several people were quarreling, and Ji Ting was in a headache when they yelled at each other.

Shen Zhixing seemed very interested in what they were discussing, and laughed as he listened.

Ji Ting couldn't figure out his mysterious smile at all, so he glanced sideways at him, "What's so funny?"

"It's nothing." Shen Zhixing rested his head on his hands, and moved closer, "I just think I'm a handsome fool. If I can choose, I definitely don't want to be a treacherous minister, I want to be a witch who is a disaster for the country."

His voice was not loud, probably because he had just woken up after sleeping in the morning for self-study, his voice was slightly hoarse, his face was also somewhat lazy and tired, and his eyes that were staring at Ji Ting seriously were a little too bright.

Ji Ting suddenly felt his face was a little hot, subconsciously wanted to hide, and distanced himself from him.

In the next second, Shen Zhixing's hand covered the top of his head.

The warm palm made Ji Ting's heart beat faster unconsciously.

Even though Shen Zhixing was still trying to die every day, under Ji Ting's various taunts and threats every day, his foot gradually healed.

Final exams also follow.

The night before the exam, Class [-] was in the evening self-study classroom.

Ji Ting has gradually gotten used to campus life and the exams, but he doesn't have much feeling for the finals.

On the second day of the exam, the teacher didn’t leave any homework, but just handed out a bunch of papers for them to read by themselves. Ji Ting reviewed for a while, and then took out his mobile phone.

There was nothing to look at on the phone, Ji Ting flipped through it boredly, and then casually clicked into God Z's Weibo.

God Z seems to be quite busy these days, and the comics are not updated much, and he hardly posts on Weibo.

Ji Ting hadn't read his Weibo for a while, so he clicked on it and looked around, left a few comments, and opened the private message again.

The most recent news about the two is that a week ago, Ji Ting sent him a rainbow fart after reading God Z's latest comic chapter.

God Z was as cold as ever, and only replied "thank you" to him.

Ji Ting looked at the phone, racked his brains for a long time, quit the private message, and clicked on the trending search.

As usual, there are a lot of entertainment news on the trending search, Ji Ting read some comments in the front row under the celebrity Weibo, and then started a conversation with God Z.

Fans' rainbow farts dazzled Ji Ting, and he really learned it, but he was a little embarrassed to post it.

Ji Ting stared at the rainbow farts on his phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and then deleted them all.

In the end, I only sent one sentence, "Daddy, I have a final exam tomorrow."

Although the cruel boy Ji Ting had sent such private messages to God Z in the past, he still felt a little ashamed. After sending them, he quickly quit Weibo and picked up the review materials.

It's a pity that reviewing the materials is not enough to calm down Ji Ting's fiery fanboy heart.

Ji Ting read the book for a while, then unconsciously took out his mobile phone.

Seeing the flashing breathing light, Ji Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly unlocked it. It was really a private message from Weibo.

Ji Ting didn't expect God Z to be online, he clicked on the private message and stared at the screen for a long time, with the standard smile of a fanboy on his face.

God Z was as cold as ever, and only replied a short sentence of "Come on for the exam", but Ji Ting was still uncontrollably happy, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed.

Now that God Z is online, fan Ji Ting naturally will not miss this opportunity, and sent a few more messages.

Not only rainbow farts, but also a few sentences related to comics.

Z's mind recovered very slowly, but he was not perfunctory at all.

Ji Ting is actually not a person who knows how to chat. After chatting for a few words, he really didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to end it like this.

Just when he was racking his brains again to think of something to post, God Z suddenly posted a song.

[I think this sounds nice. ]

God Z said it very naturally, but Ji Ting couldn't control his fanciful heart anymore, he replied with an emoji and went to the drawer to touch the earphones.

After clicking on the music, he realized that the song happened to be a song he liked very much recently, and he had been listening to it all the time.

Immediately, the fanboy's heart became even more turbulent, and Ji Ting quickly replied several messages to God Z, each tone becoming more and more excited, revealing the true nature of the fanboy.

The bell for the end of the first evening self-study get out of class rang, and the teacher watching the self-study walked off the podium and out of the classroom.

Ji Ting pushed the phone into the drawer, picked up the pen and looked down at the book twice.

Seeing the teacher leave, Ji Tingcai took out the phone from the drawer again.

There was no new news in He Z God's message column, but a message popped up on WeChat.

Ji Ting opened WeChat, and the smile on his face faded little by little after seeing the contact person.

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You may not be the brightest star in the night sky, but you are the light in my heart.

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