Idol and school grass are at the same table

"Damn it, our class teacher is really a wolf."

The representative of the geography class who went to the office to watch the excitement by handing over to the teacher, rushed into the classroom of Class [-] with a large pile of homework, and shared gossip with a group of students with bright eyes, "Did you hear Brother Xing's screams? ? Do you know why?"

"What did the head teacher do?"

"Drag him to dye his hair?"

"I heard that Lao Li keeps clippers all year round, especially for boys with unqualified hair. She won't ask Lao Li to shave brother Xing's head on the spot, right?"

"You guessed half right." The representative of the geography class put the homework on the podium, "She went to find Lao Li."

"But Wang Zha's combat power, does Lao Li need it?"

The pupils of the students who were gossiping with him in the front row trembled violently, and fell silent at the same time.

After a few seconds, someone finally tentatively spoke, "Class... Did the head teacher do it himself?"

"No!" The representative of the geography class shook his head, "At the beginning, she dragged Brother Xing and cut him with scissors. She chased Brother Xing all over the office. went in."

"As soon as Lao Li pushed the door, Brother Xing ran behind him. Before he could speak, Wang Zha chased after him with his scissors in hand."

"Back then, brother Xing's hair had already been cut bald by Wang Zha. Lao Li looked at him in a daze, and couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. In the end, he had no choice but to drag the two of them to his office."

"You don't know, the scene was chaotic at that time, and several teachers nearby dared not go there even though they tried to persuade them. After all, Wang Zha was holding scissors in his hand. Although the scissors were not scary things, they were placed in Wang Zha's hands. Paper can be turned into a murder weapon."

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, the vivid narrative represented by the geography class perfectly restored the scene.

"Damn, don't talk about it, I can already imagine that scene."

"Why do I suddenly feel my head is so cold, take a look, is my hair still there?"

Probably because he didn't want to waste the time of other students, Wang Zha quickly returned to class.

Shen Zhixing followed her with a long distance between her and waited for her to get on the podium before slipping back to his seat quickly.

He kept a distance of at least three meters from Wang Zha the whole time, without raising his head.

When Shen Zhixing returned to his seat, he didn't flirt around anymore, and lay down on the table, much more honest.

Ji Ting, who was listening to his classmates discussing for a long time, looked at his listless deskmate, wanted to say something, but really didn't know what to say.

Ji Ting stared at Shen Zhixing several times, then stretched out his hand to poke his arm, "Are you okay?"

Without saying a word, Shen Zhixing retracted his arms to the side, proving with actions that he was not good.

It’s okay to be bad, it’s not normal if there’s nothing wrong, Ji Ting thought, but didn’t know what to say.

He silently withdrew his gaze, and glanced over after a while, with a cautiousness in his eyes that he didn't realize.

"It's a good thing you're wearing a hat." After looking back and forth a few times, Ji Ting finally spoke again, "It's actually hard to tell."

Shen Zhixing still didn't respond.

Just when Ji Ting started racking his brains to comfort him, Shen Zhixing suddenly got up from the table, "No, I'm ugly."

Shen Zhixing's voice was muffled and soft, with a nasal tone, and there were a few red marks on his forehead that were pressed by the sleeves of his school uniform, and he looked extremely wronged.

Even though Ji Ting knew that Shen Zhixing did it all by himself, seeing him like this, he remained silent for a while.

After Shen Zhixing finished speaking, he lay down again, put his whole face on the table, pulled his hat forward, and covered his head completely, with an autistic look that refused any communication.

Ji Ting looked at the person in front of him, struggled for a long time, took a breath, raised his hand and took off his hat.

Then, slowly and lightly, he put his hand on Shen Zhixing's head.

Ji Ting racked his brains to comfort him, but he was a little embarrassed when he put his hand on his head, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Shen Zhixing's hair was so short that it was a bit thorny, and Ji Ting's hand froze, and he didn't dare to move it and didn't want to retract it.

Shen Zhixing, who was lying on the table, was also stiffened by Ji Ting's unexpected movement.

The hand on his head was as cold as ever.

Shen Zhixing felt that his throat was a little dry. He didn't know what was going on, and he, who was always fooling around, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

He lay prone on the table, not daring to move, for fear of scaring the people around him.

The two stalemate awkwardly for half a minute.

Finally, Ji Ting coughed lightly, and still moved his fingers uncomfortably, "You are like this... Also, you are pretty good-looking, supported by your good looks, not ugly."

Ji Ting's winter vacation was very boring.

Except for Zhao Hao who occasionally pulled him out, he stayed at home most of the time.

In fact, when Zhao Hao first saw Ji Tingxian, he also had the idea of ​​enrolling him in a cram school, but Ji Ting tried his best to stop him, so he gave up.

Although he gave up the cram school plan, Zhao Hao still determined to be a qualified "guardian", and he did not give up on the supervision of Ji Ting's study.

Zhao Hao, as someone who has experienced it, knows very well the habit of contemporary high school students who put homework to the end and frantically completed it. He was afraid that Ji Ting would do the same, so he asked him to take pictures of himself after finishing his homework every day.

Although Ji Ting was speechless about this, he obediently followed suit every day.

Of course, it has nothing to do with whether Ji Ting listens or not.

The main reason is that he really has nothing to do, and Ji Ting never likes to procrastinate, so he starts to do his homework as soon as he is on vacation.

In addition to not procrastinating, Ji Ting also has a habit of doing homework differently from others. He likes to do the difficult ones first.

On the first day of the holiday, Ji Ting began to write mathematics and English.

However, due to his limited level, Ji Ting wrote these two subjects for a few days, but he didn't write much, and the more he wrote, the more irritable he became.

After writing another math problem indiscriminately, Ji Ting was so tired that he didn't want to do anything.

He reached out to touch the phone, and as soon as he unlocked it, he saw the message from Shen Zhixing and Zhao Hao.

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and opened Shen Zhixing's first.

Shen Zhixing asked him out to play.

This person disappeared after the holiday. He was not asked to go out, and the number of WeChat messages was not as much as before.

Although Ji Ting was usually very annoyed by the school bully, but when Shen Zhixing stopped suddenly, he felt uncomfortable again.

Seeing Shen Zhixing calling him out after a long absence, Ji Ting suddenly felt unspeakably happy.

Ji Ting thought for a while, typed for him, and asked him when.

Looking at the "the other party is typing" in the dialog box, Ji Ting didn't quit, thinking about checking Zhao Hao's news after finishing the reply.

However, those words only appeared for a while, and soon disappeared, and then, a voice came over.

Ji Ting didn't expect that he would call directly, his mind was still thinking, but he quickly clicked on the connection.

A lazy voice with an obvious smile came into his ears, "The answer is quite fast, do you miss me too much?"

For some reason, this joke that Shen Zhixing often kept on his lips made Ji Ting feel a little hot all of a sudden.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ting coughed, afraid that he would hear his uneasiness, and deliberately mocked him, "Are you not copying enough words, and you still go out to play?"

Shen Zhixing on the phone gave a low laugh, "I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still so indifferent to me."

"In a few days." Shen Zhixing continued, "I won't be able to come out in a few days."

"It's almost Chinese New Year in a few days, big brother." Ji Ting paused slightly, "You won't be able to come out these few days, and there are so many things to do during the Chinese New Year, how can your parents let you out to make waves in the world?"

"Yo, are you afraid that I won't be able to come out and accompany you?" Shen Zhixing said habitually, "Don't worry, I will definitely be a fool for my concubine this time. If the window is flipped out and you break an arm or a leg, you won’t let your pigeons go.”

Ji Ting heard Shen Xiaoba running the train with his mouth full, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Thank you."

He paused after he finished speaking, thinking about his deskmate who could do anything, and afraid that he would really do it, he said deliberately, "Of course, if killing is your hobby, as long as you don't touch porcelain, Lai Follow me, whatever you want."

Ji Ting was forced by Shen Zhixing to chat awkwardly for a few minutes, and finally hung up the phone.

He clicked on Zhao Hao's WeChat again, and was startled after reading it—Zhao Hao was also asking where he was going for the New Year.

Ji Ting knew that he didn't want to be alone, and felt a little warm in his heart, but he still rejected Zhao Hao's proposal of asking him to live together.

Zhao Hao sent several messages in succession.

[Anyway, my house is close, and I usually go home when I have nothing to do. It’s fine to go back and see them during the Chinese New Year. If you don’t celebrate the New Year with them, it’s okay if you come over. ]

[By the way, you have a few more powerful older brothers and sisters. You are afraid of being talked about by your relatives, so you will not go home, so you can come and join us. ]

[Also, classmate Ji Ting, your birthday this year coincides with the Chinese New Year, do you not remember it, or do you want me to remind you on purpose?Are you staying at home alone if you are not with us? ]

[It’s a new year and a birthday, don’t make yourself so miserable, okay? ]

After being reminded by him, Ji Ting also remembered that his own birthday is coming soon.

It is indeed a coincidence that he has always celebrated his birthday in the Gregorian calendar, and this year it happens to be the thirty day of the Lunar New Year.

In fact, it wasn't that miserable. Ji Ting's parents contacted him and asked him if he would like to come to his house to celebrate the New Year together.

But they were all rejected by him.

The tone of the two men was more polite than the other, as if they were inviting a stranger who had nowhere to go, the perfunctory meaning was so obvious, naturally Ji Ting would not rush to get together.

After Ji Ting refused, the two of them didn't even intend to try harder, they just transferred another sum of money to him.

My own mother was better, and sent him a few words of concern such as "Happy birthday to you in advance", "Take care of yourself and don't get sick", Ji Yinglin directly forgot the routine "Not enough to tell me" up.

In contrast, Zhao Hao is more like his family.

Ji Ting bit his lower lip, still hesitating looking at the screen.

Zhao Hao, who hadn't sent a message for 2 minutes, turned on the overlord mode again.

[Okay, you have no chance to refuse, I will pick you up when the time comes. ]