Idol and school grass are at the same table

"Don't move, squat down, no, get down, get down!"

"Some people, some people, three people at 135 stones... No, don't fight, then someone is fighting with them, let them fight first, you hide there, and wait for Brother Ting to pass."

After lunch, Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing played games in the classroom.

Shen Zhixing and Chen Xuan encountered a bombing zone because of a big battle and bad luck, and they died before they entered the top [-].

Only Ji Ting and He Wenqian were left alive.

There was a distance between the two, and there were many people on He Wenqian's side. Ji Ting quietly ran towards He Wenqian while the people on the opposite side didn't notice him.

However, because there was no cover, they were spotted by the people on the opposite side when they ran halfway. The two teams who were beating you to death just now quickly switched targets.

No matter how powerful Ji Ting was, he couldn't beat two groups of people by himself, and he was knocked down within a few seconds.

He Wenqian stood up and was about to run in his direction to save him.

"Sister, don't move!" Shen Zhixing forcibly controlled his urge to snatch her phone, "It's not far away, let him crawl over by himself, and you throw a smoke bomb."

"Throw it out, don't adjust the angle, okay!"

After dawdling for a long time, He Wenqian's smoke bomb was thrown out, and Ji Ting was completely killed by the other side with one shot after another.

"never mind."

Although he was dead, Ji Ting didn't have any bad emotions, clicked on watch the game, put down his phone to watch the girls play, didn't speak, just watched quietly.

The two people next to him were different. One of them was more nervous than the other, and the one who yelled was more devoted than He Wenqian.

"Run, don't run when the poison comes!"

"Someone, be careful!"

"Damn... ah."

He Wenqian got ninth place in the end, and as soon as he put down his phone, he was lashed out by two boys next to him.

"Can you do it? Don't run if you can't beat it."

"I think I watched you call for a long time, and I didn't snatch your phone because I was too gentleman."

He Wenqian was so pissed off by them, "You guys are amazing, didn't any of you survive to the end?"

Shen Zhixing: "It's not to find you, but to protect you."

"Don't force me." He Wenqian sneered, "It's really Brother Ting who protects and helps me. What do you two have the nerve to say?"

After He Wenqian finished speaking, she turned around angrily, "Stop beating."

"Whether you like to fight or not."

The two boys didn't know how to treat girls better, they were as childish as kindergarten children.

Shen Zhixing lay down on the table and started playing with his mobile phone. Chen Xuan looked at a few people and returned to his class with his mobile phone.

After a few minutes of silence, a girl from the front came back after asking the teacher questions.

The girl ran into the class with a piece of paper in her hand, shaking it excitedly, "Look, the teacher's new seat chart."

There were quite a few students who stayed in the class at noon today, and when they heard her words, they swarmed over to take a look.

The two people in the last row didn't move a single cent.

Shen Zhixing was still lying on the table playing with his mobile phone without making a sound.

Ji Ting observed him for a while, then stretched out his hand to poke him, "What's the matter, are you really angry? What are you fussing about with a little girl?"

"No...no, yes."

Shen Zhixing paused for a moment, then straightened up suddenly, looked at Ji Ting with aggrieved expression, "I'm upset, you have to coax me."

Ji Ting really wanted to slap him, but he held back after taking a breath, "How to coax him?"

"Give me your phone."

Ji Ting hesitated for a moment, Shen Zhixing's desire to perform as a dramatist became stronger, "Why, what else can't you let me watch?"

"Here." Ji Ting didn't bother to talk to him, took out his phone from the drawer and took a picture of it in his hand, "What do you want?"

"Don't tell you."

Shen Zhixing fiddled with the phone mysteriously, turning sideways to prevent Ji Ting from looking at it.

Ji Ting propped his arms on the table, looked at him, his eyes stayed on his hand with a big lump for a second, and remembered the strange rumors in the class yesterday, "How did you do that with your hand?"

"It was rubbed on the ground." Shen Zhixing replied without raising his head, "Isn't it because someone pushed me, my center of gravity was unstable, and I used my hands to support the ground, so I scratched it."

Ji Ting also guessed that this was probably the case, and wanted to change the subject a little embarrassedly, "Why did you tear off the Band-Aid?"

"I got wet in the shower, so I tore it off. The wound is not deep, so I don't need it anymore." Shen Zhixing turned around and returned the phone to Ji Ting, "Okay, I knew the note you gave me is still the same Ordinary and cold."

Hearing what Shen Zhixing said, Ji Ting immediately took the phone, opened WeChat and was slightly startled.

On the WeChat interface, there is a chat dialog box between himself and Shen Zhixing. The remarks on the dialog box have changed from the original three simple words to a long list - gentle, handsome, kind and smart boyfriend.

Although a little disgusted, Ji Ting smiled unconsciously.

Shen Zhixing looked excited, "Do you like it?"

"Childish." With a look of disgust, "Why don't you take the whole couple profile picture, and let me open a couple space with you?"

"It's okay." Shen Zhixing thought about it carefully and thought it was feasible, and reached for his mobile phone, "You're so smart, how did you do this?"

"roll."

After reading the seating chart, He Wenqian ran to the table for two people, "Brother Ting, Brother Xing, go and check the seating chart."

Ji Ting withdrew his clasping hands with Shen Zhixing, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhixing didn't know where she was making a fuss, "What's there to see, haven't our seats changed all the time? Can you change us at the same table?"

He Wenqian looked at him with a complicated expression, "Shen Zhixing, have you opened your mouth?"

"I rely on?"

One minute later, Shen Zhixing stood in the front row, looked at the seat chart, and began to doubt his life, "Why did you separate me from the same table as me?"

Seeing the bad mood of the school bully, the students next to him all started to pretend to be dumb, and no one dared to speak.

After a while, the geography class representatives who were watching looked at Shen Zhixing, and said in a low voice, "When I went to pick up my homework, it sounded like some teachers were talking to the head teacher."

Shen Zhixing: "What?"

"The head teacher seemed to have arranged the seats at the time and was changing them. Then some teachers seemed to say that you talked a lot in class before, and in the past two days, it seems... quarreled for no reason, and asked her to transfer you."

"I heard it too."

After the girl finished speaking, a boy next to her boldly began to restore the scene for the school bully.

"Mr. Wang, Shen Zhixing and Ji Ting in your class are always absent in class."

"Ji Ting is better, but occasionally talks to Shen Zhixing. That Shen Zhixing sleeps, plays with his mobile phone, and talks to people around him. He doesn't look like that at all."

"Also, have these two children been having conflicts lately? Yesterday afternoon I saw Shen Zhixing running to someone else's seat and hiding from Ji Ting all afternoon."

"I also found out, and I heard that both of them are quite good, and their temper is not very good. If this continues...it will be bad if they really fight someday."

The boys danced and danced, and they learned quite alike, perfectly imitating the essence of each teacher.

"Wang Zha didn't say anything."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting weirder, the girl patted the boy to stop him from continuing, "Actually, the teachers don't mean anything else, it's just for you to study better."

Seeing that Shen Zhixing's expression was not good, Ji Ting also pulled him, "Okay, just change it."

"No." Shen Zhixing was silent for a while, "I'll go to the teacher in charge and tell the class teacher that I didn't fight with you, it was all a misunderstanding."

"Come on." Ji Ting grabbed his arm, "You can go to her now and tell her that she may not think that we have conflicts, but she still won't let us continue to be at the same table."

"Because the two of us talk a lot, and you're really...unsteady in class." Ji Ting patted him on the shoulder, pushed him to turn around and walked back, "Be good, and I'll talk to you next time when you change seats." Go talk to the teacher in charge, maybe it will be changed back, anyway, our class seats are changed frequently, at most a month."

Class [-] did change seats frequently. Wang Zhe was afraid that they would have conflicts, and also that they had been at the same table for a long time and became familiar with each other.

However, the positions in the next few rows have not changed much, especially Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing.

Probably because Wang Zha felt that the two of them had such a temper that if they were sitting at the same table with anyone else, they would have to explode in the class, so he let them continue to sit like this.

One sitting is one semester.

"Wang Zha probably finally realized a problem."

The two returned to their seats, and He Wenqian turned around to analyze with them, "It's not that you two don't know each other enough to play together every day, and you two may have conflicts."

"The method of fighting poison with poison is only superficial, so she probably wants to fundamentally rectify you now."

Shen Zhixing was completely shocked, lying on the table with a look of lovelessness, "Ji Ting and I really didn't fight."

"That's not the point. The point is that you missed class."

"I...then, then I can change it!"

Ji Ting couldn't stand it anymore, raised his hand and patted him on the back twice, with an indescribably gentle voice, "You have to change it first, have you ever seen a parent reward the child for what he wants first, Let him learn again?"

Shen Zhixing stopped talking, buried his face on the table and still refused to look up.

Although He Wenqian didn't know what happened between the two, but looking at their interaction, she inexplicably felt a little... ambiguous.

But these two people have always been very angry, especially Shen Zhixing.

He Wenqian didn't continue to use her frightening imagination, and turned her head to continue looking at her phone.

As soon as the girl turned on her phone, she saw a screen full of missed calls and unread messages.

He Wenqian's hands froze slightly, and after hesitating for a long time, she took a deep breath and turned her head to say something to the two people behind her.

Turning his head, he saw that Shen Zhixing just raised his head, grabbed Ji Ting's arm, put it under his head, and continued to lie down again.

The skillful movements and the ambiguous atmosphere made He Wenqian completely forget what she was going to say, and turned back blankly.

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