Idol and school grass are at the same table

After the geography exam, the students went back to class.

The exam was finally over, and every class was noisy, and the whole teaching building was filled with the shouts and laughter of students.

Several directors caught a few who were arguing a lot and said a few words, and let them go.

In the classroom of Class [-], there was a harsh sound of tables and chairs scratching the floor, and everyone was busy putting their desks back.

"The answer to geography is here!"

The representative of the geography class rushed into the classroom with a piece of paper, successfully attracted everyone's attention, and was also disgusted.

"Look at the answer, isn't it good to live?"

"It's all over, it doesn't matter how he does in the exam, don't watch it or not."

However, curiosity about the answer is a student's instinct, and a group of Class [-] students complained a few words before joining in again.

After checking the answers, the group became irritable and complained to each other about the speechless test questions.

"The geography is too perverted this time." He Wenqian complained to Wei Xinying, and pulled her chair, "It's too difficult."

Wei Xinying nodded in deep agreement, "Especially some of the multiple-choice questions."

He Wenqian pulled the table back to its original position, "Really, when I looked at the question in that temple, I thought it was because of some environmental conditions, but the answer was actually told that it was because of the superstition of the villagers? Is the person who wrote the question really all right?"

Shen Zhixing listened to their discussion for a long time, and wanted to join in the fun, so he pulled Ji Ting, "Hey, at the same table, did you get the answer right?"

"No." Ji Ting brought in all the books that he left outside but didn't bring back to the dormitory, and tidied them up on the table, "What's the matter, do you want to count how many you got right?"

"Don't say that, I think I should do well in the exam." Shen Zhixing had already moved the desk and chair, and sat next to him, crossing his legs awkwardly, "Tell you, the choice they talked about is that of the temple. I was right."

Ji Ting was not at all surprised by his words, "Yes, it is indeed easier for blind people to choose things that normal people can't."

"What is it?" Shen Zhixing leaned back lazily, "I thought seriously by myself."

"Thinking, right? Then your brain is different from ordinary people, and you can understand this result if you can think about it."

"After the exam, you're all crazy, aren't you?"

Wang Zha roared and managed to calm the class down, "I heard that you guys are very troublesome in the morning, and Director Li was so angry."

Seeing that Class [-], which had been making a fuss, froze for a moment, Wang Zha paused, looked towards the back row, and pointed out, "Especially someone who is going to bring your deskmate back to the furnace to rebuild and go back to kindergarten together." Learn to get along well with children?"

There was a burst of laughter in the class, and Ji Ting continued to pack his things with his head down expressionless.

The person named next to him had a thicker skin than a city wall, and he smiled brightly.

"You guys are still laughing, you're all pretty happy, right? I want to see how you did in the exam this time." Wang Zho walked to the podium and slapped the table with something in his hand. I’m happier than anyone else one by one, if you give me an average score of fifty or sixty in math this time, I’ll...forget it, I’ll tell you guys without mentioning it, I’ll give you a surprise.”

"The class representative is here, and pass this on." Wang Zha held up the things in his hand to show the students, "I haven't done any homework these days, so everyone is crazy, right? I'll leave it for you and hand it in when you get back to school to get the report card." .”

"Damn it, don't, teacher."

"Teacher, we were wrong, you can scold us, don't make fun of homework."

"It's over, a good vacation ruined by history homework."

There was a wailing sound in the class, and the noisy class became quieter, each of them was slapped on the table, looking as if they were hit by reality and had nothing to love.

Shen Zhixing didn't care about these things, he lay on the table and poked Ji Ting's arm boredly, "You have to go home today, right?"

Ji Ting really had to go home, but he couldn't figure out what it had to do with this person whether he went home or not, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, just take care of my tablemate." Shen Zhixing smiled, "I can go home too."

His voice was very soft, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ji Ting could hear a little disappointment.

Ji Ting glanced at him sideways, "Don't you go home every day?"

"Okay, I don't think this classroom is dirty. The students on duty will simply clean it up, and the other students can pack up and then they can leave school."

With a word from the head teacher, the class became lively again.

Wang Zha ignored them, and ordered a few more words to leave the classroom first.

"You have to take this pile of things back to the dormitory first?"

The class was full of quarrels, Shen Zhixing looked at the books on Ji Ting's desk, and picked up a pile of books, "Pack it up, let's go."

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and reached out to get back his things, "I'll do it myself, you go home."

"Stop the ink, let's go." Shen Zhixing raised his hand and pushed Ji Ting's hand, "Let's go together, it's too boring to be alone."

Ji Ting didn't have anything to take back, so he simply tidied up, and only put the history homework left by Wang Zhagang and some winter vacation homework sent by other teachers before into his schoolbag.

"You're really obsessive-compulsive." Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting's room and shook his head, "Aren't all these things necessary? They're so neat, they still need to be messed up."

"Clean up after the mess." Ji Ting is no longer surprised by his strange brain circuit, "Do you think everyone is like you? Also, you'd better not move, it messes you up and waits."

"I'll just move." Shen Zhixing was honest and honest. Hearing what he said, he smiled and deliberately leaned against his desk, "But, do you have too many electronic products? It's a tablet and a Computer, can you look a little like a high school student?"

"Don't worry about me." Ji Ting also picked up the tablet from the table and stuffed it into his bag, "Okay."

"You just don't live in the dormitory of the headquarters. Otherwise, Lao Li will take the lead in checking the bedroom every day. Let's see what you do." Shen Zhixing was still babbling on, seeing that Ji Ting had dropped a few pieces of paper, he bent down to help him pick it up Get up, "Hey, you thing..."

Shen Zhixing glanced at it unintentionally, paused when he saw the content on the paper, then straightened the paper as if nothing had happened, and handed it to Ji Ting.

Ji Ting was also taken aback, seeing that Shen Zhixing didn't say anything, his eyes flickered, and he stuffed the paper into his bag, "Let's go."

Zhao Hao has something to do today, so he didn't come to pick up Ji Ting.

Originally, Zhao Hao wanted to find someone to pick up Ji Ting, but Ji Ting didn't want to bother him, so he refused, and followed Shen Zhixing to the subway station.

"It's so cold, and you still look at your phone." Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting and said, "Are Ning's hands made of some special material?"

Ji Ting ignored him, still looking down at the phone.

It was Zhao Hao who sent the message, asking where Ji Ting was going on vacation.

Ji Ting bit his lower lip, typed back the message, and Zhao Hao's message came back.

[Why don't you come to my place, I don't live there very much, but it's better than you going back to your home alone to make me feel more at ease. ]

Ji Ting stared at the message for two seconds, backed out, scrolled down a bit, looked at the dialog box with the note "Ji Yinglin" in the message column, and clicked in.

As usual, there is only a short "not enough to tell me" after a large transfer, and the time is last night.

"Hey, be careful." Shen Zhixing called out suddenly, and pulled Ji Ting's wrist towards him.

Ji Ting raised his head belatedly, and watched a boy in maple and school uniform passing in front of him on a bicycle.

"This traffic jam." Shen Zhixing looked at the traffic jam and sighed, "Which line do you take?"

Ji Ting recovered, but did not answer his words, looked down at Shen Zhixing's hand on his wrist, and raised his eyelids to look at the person in front of him.

Only then did Shen Zhixing come to his senses, he quickly let go of his hand in embarrassment, and distanced himself from him.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little indescribably ambiguous.

The two continued walking in silence, Ji Ting looked down at his phone to check the subway, and told him after a while.

Shen Zhixing nodded, "Me too."

The two were silent again, Ji Ting didn't want to be too embarrassed, took out his earphones and turned on the music, looked at the notification bar and Zhao Hao sent a few more WeChat messages.

Ji Ting clicked on WeChat, looked at the dialog box that hadn't exited yet, accepted the transfer, and left without replying a word as if revenge.

The somewhat awkward atmosphere between Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting lasted until they got into the car.

At this point, the subway is not too crowded, but there are quite a few students wearing school uniforms. Apart from Fenghe's, there are many other schools around.

There must be no seats left, so Ji Ting found a place to stand, and then swiped boredly with his mobile phone.

Shen Zhixing didn't take his mobile phone or earphones, he stood aside and looked at Ji Ting. .After a while, he reached out and took off one of his earphones, "What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

Ji Ting raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Don't bother..."

"Let's tell each other something about ourselves." Shen Zhixing returned the earphones to him, looked into his eyes and smiled, "Unhappy, uncomfortable, or... secret, be happy after talking .”

When Shen Zhixing said it, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was joking, but his eyes were calm and deep, "How about I talk first?"

Ji Ting suddenly stopped, the curse words rolled around in his throat, but he still swallowed them.

"I haven't seen my parents for almost three years." Shen Zhixing paused, "But it's really nothing, they have been abroad, I was brought up by my grandparents since I was a child, but when I went to high school, my grandparents My home is far away from the school, and they are getting old, so I don’t want to bother them anymore, so I live here alone, and I can only go there when I am on vacation.”

"I want to see my grandparents more than my parents."

It’s actually not a big deal, but for teenage boys, it’s still very hard to live alone in the grade when they are supposed to rely on their parents.

"So I can understand you, I know you have endured more." Shen Zhixing said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, just don't be so lifeless."

"Have you forgotten what Lao Li usually said during class exercises? Boys and girls in their teens should be energetic and not waste their youth."

Ji Ting glanced at him, then suddenly raised his hand without warning, and stuffed the bluetooth headset that Shen Zhixing took off just now into his ear.

Then picked up the phone and cut the song.

The author has something to say:

The new pre-acquisition of "I am the hero in the dog blood novel", please collect it~

Ah Jin is too smokey, I pulled out a few when I posted it, the first two still can’t be opened, just click the third one that can be opened (T_T), the copy below

Copy one:

Jian Qing, a small [-]th-line star, is a love-crazed novel with no self-esteem.

Until one day, Jian Qing awakened to consciousness.

Sacrifice yourself to pull resources for your lover?

Helping slag Gong to have an affectionate relationship with others?

Forgive, forgive, forgive, even if there is a grassland above your head?

The plot in the original book was completely rewritten from the moment Jian Qing woke up.

Go to the fucking chasing wife crematorium, I just want to enjoy myself.

Jian Qing, who was supposed to be framed by Slag Gong and the vicious supporting actor, quit the entertainment industry and became the new top player in the entertainment industry.

With good looks, high emotional intelligence, and first-class business ability, fans of girls and boys are all over the entertainment industry.

later

Slag Gong who turned back and said: Give me one more chance, I won't let you suffer any harm.

Slag Gong's Bai Yueguang: Actually, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.

Actor who had an affair with Slag Gong: Are you interested in a new movie with two male protagonists by a well-known director?The other hero is me.

What surprised Jian Qing the most was that the vicious supporting actor also began to frantically show favor to her.

Jian Qing: The world is crazy.

Text two:

What incredible experience have you had?

Thank you.

People are in Gouxue Wen, just time travelling.

I am the villainous male supporting role of Scum Gong's mistress. In the original text, I love Scum Gong to the death and life, and framed the protagonist many times, which made me envious and jealous.

However, when I was about to give up, I met the main character who was cheap.

Say the important thing three times, I am not Yangou, I am not Yangou, I really am not Yangou.

I just feel that Jianshou is so pitiful, and I want to help him from a man's point of view.

So, within half a year, the little pitiful kicked off the blood-sucking scumbag, transformed into a top-ranking Yanhao businessman, reached the pinnacle of life, and was married by a vicious male partner.

That's right, I'm with little pity.

The only fly in the ointment is that there are too many rivals in love! !

Of course, whether it is the prodigal son's original partner Zha Gong, Zha Gong's Bai Yueguang, or the actor who had an affair with Zha Gong, none of them are my opponents.

Not to mention, I will go to Dark Shark Love Rival first.

Black-bellied scheming man, book-wearing Gong × nothing else matters