Idol and school grass are at the same table

"The math teacher asked me to memorize the formula, read the content of the last class, and there will be a quiz in class later."

After the inter-class exercises, He Wenqian walked into the classroom with her homework in her arms, stood in front of her and shouted, and began to hand out last night's homework.

Amidst the wailing, Shen Zhixing, who came to look for Ji Ting again, desperately picked up the book from his desk.

Ji Ting knew that he was deceived by the combination of the bully classmate and the class teacher, so he deliberately stimulated him, "You have been studying very hard these two days, it seems that the new classmate arranged for you by the class teacher is very helpful to your study. Very helpful."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Shen Zhixing flipped through his notebook, "I'm really going to be tortured crazy by him, no, it's not him, it's mainly the head teacher."

"Wang Zha watched me study math all afternoon the day before yesterday, and forced me to retake the geography quiz yesterday. I really shouldn't underestimate her strength."

"She can't teach me other classes, but she can stop me from leaving and let me learn other classes by myself. It's too cruel."

"There will be a lecture after school this afternoon. If a parent comes to pick it up, let me know in advance."

School bully Shen in the back row complained and memorized the formulas, while the monitor in front entered the classroom again.

There was another burst of wailing in the class, and someone asked Qin Yang what lecture it was while howling.

"I'm not sure, anyway, it's about preparing for the college entrance examination, improving the mentality, and adjusting the students' psychology."

Qin Yang scratched his head, "The teacher in charge said the time would not be too long, just over an hour."

His words not only did not have the effect of comforting, but increased the resistance of the students in the class.

"'Just'? Short, really short."

"Why are you ready to take the college entrance examination? This year's college entrance examination is still several months away."

Shen Zhixing lay weakly on He Wenqian's desk, muttering in a low voice, "Finally, after school on Friday morning, I still have to attend some messy lectures, and some psychological lectures. I think it's easier for me to have psychological problems after listening to it."

After he finished speaking, he got up from the table, raised his hand and said solemnly, "Squad leader, can you not go?"

"If there is a legitimate reason, it should be fine." Qin Yang was taken aback by his question, "But it has to be approved by the class teacher. What's the matter with you?"

"A legitimate reason? I don't have it now, but I can have it." Shen Zhixing thought for a while, and started running the train with his mouth full, "A sprained ankle? Stomach pain? Fever? It really doesn't work, I can hurt myself a little bit."

There was a burst of laughter in the class, as well as the voices of other students echoing in low voices.

Qin Yang couldn't say anything to the school bully, so he explained to others that he couldn't ask for leave.

Shen Xiaoba completely lost energy and lay down on the table, and he stopped reciting the formulas.

Ji Ting looked at him amusedly, "Why are you so anxious to go home today?"

"It's not in a hurry to go home." Shen Zhixing shook his head, "Aren't you going home today? Do you want to go to an Internet cafe? I didn't play a game last week. Go directly to my house to sleep at night."

"You are quite persistent in the Internet cafe." Ji Ting said speechlessly, then paused, "Tonight... Zhao Hao came to pick me up."

Since Zhao Hao told him about Zhou Jiarang last time, the two of them gradually got in touch again.

After the previous incident, Ji Ting thought that it was over for him and Zhao Hao, but he never thought that he would help him.

He has also been in the entertainment industry, and Ji Ting knows all too well how much favor and capital it will cost to deal with these scandals and trending searches.

Also because of this, even though Ji Ting was still uncomfortable because of the previous incident, he was a little indescribably moved.

"Reconciled again?" Shen Zhixing's tone was sour, "We had such a big quarrel before...you and him are just a couple, right? We split up and reunited, bickering like petty fights, but finally reconciled."

"Stop talking nonsense." Ji Ting glared at him, "Is it just a petty bickering with him? How about I try it with you too?"

Shen Zhixing curled his lips, paused for a few seconds, and turned serious, "Those songs..."

Shen Zhixing didn't finish what he said, but Ji Ting understood.

But he didn't know how to answer this question.

"I don't know." Ji Ting shook his head, he didn't really want to talk about this topic, "It's time for class, why don't you go back?"

Shen Zhixing didn't want to make Ji Ting uncomfortable, "Wait a minute, I still have something to do."

He said it mysteriously, Ji Ting was a little surprised, "What?"

Shen Zhixing didn't say anything, he raised the corners of his lips and showed a naughty smile, moved his arm on the table, motioning Ji Ting to come closer.

Ji Ting didn't know what he was going to do, but still obediently lowered his head and moved closer to him.

Shen Zhixing quickly raised his head, and pecked at the corner of his lips.

Ji Ting was taken aback by him, his first reaction was to look around, and he was relieved when no one was paying attention, "You..."

The trick succeeded, Shen Zhixing smiled even brighter, stood up and patted Ji Ting's shoulder with satisfaction, opened the math book to the page to be memorized, and put it on his desk, "Study hard, don't miss me too much. "

Five minutes before the end of the last class in the afternoon, the head teacher stood at the back door to observe the classroom performance of the eighth class.

The students in the back row who had already run away, caught sight of a familiar figure from the corner of their eyes, and instantly changed their appearance.

They coughed and looked at each other to remind each other, secretly hid their extracurricular books and mobile phones, and looked at the geography teacher on the podium who was also looking forward to get out of class.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the head teacher moved from the back door of the classroom to the front door of the classroom, crossing his arms to watch them pack up.

"Hurry up, don't whine about it." Wang Zha kept his eyes on the person in the last row who had planned to run away since the morning, "If you have nothing to pack, don't pretend, I haven't seen you carrying a bag for a while. , today I tidied up quite seriously."

"Isn't that because I haven't met a deskmate who cared so much about my study before?" Shen Zhixing gritted his teeth and stuffed his homework into his bag, "Speaking of which, it's really thanks to you and my deskmate for caring for me. There is now a passion for learning.”

"You are poor." Wang Zha threw a chalk stub over, turned his head and told the sports committee and monitor, "When you are done, go to the auditorium to assemble, and when you are ready, follow the director's arrangement to bring them inside."

The lecture was really boring, and the content was the same as what Qin Yang guessed.

The lecturer speaks very slowly, can stop for three seconds after speaking a word, and the tone is very light, the hypnotic effect is excellent.

Within 10 minutes, one-third of the students in the auditorium leaned their arms on the table in front of the chairs, leaned their heads on their arms and closed their eyes.

Of the two-thirds of those who didn't sleep, most of them were chatting or playing with their mobile phones, and some of them were writing with their homework, and only a few were really listening.

The lecture covered a wide range of topics, from correct learning methods to the mental health of adolescent students, and even talked about puppy love.

Teenagers are just the age to be curious about these things. When they heard this, those who were drowsy, those who played with mobile phones, and those who chatted, all became energetic, and even those who were studying put down their pens.

"Although many people say that puppy love is not good and that puppy love is wrong, what is puppy love? Is there really a difference between early and late love? Is there really a right or wrong?"

"I don't think so. No matter what time it is, there is nothing wrong with love itself. Falling in love is a beautiful thing, especially the relationship in youth, ignorant and green, purer and better."

"But the timing of this kind of relationship is not right, and this kind of sweetness is easy to deteriorate, and even tragedy may occur. Therefore, love in youth will basically have no results."

"I'll tell you a story..."

It is the story of ordinary high school boys and girls who fall in love early, are forced to break up by their parents and refuse to compromise, and finally end in tragedy.

But because I seldom hear this from teachers and parents, and the teacher also prepared videos and PPTs, he spoke very seriously, and the students listened very carefully.

"Actually, puppy love is not a scourge. There is no need for teachers and parents to be on guard. If students really meet someone who makes them throb, there is no need to feel ashamed of themselves."

"Of course, I'm not advocating that everyone fall in love now, I just want everyone to look at this issue correctly."

"This teacher's perspective is quite unique." Shen Zhixing listened to him with great interest for a long time, and found it quite interesting, "When a teacher loses his talent, he should engage in pyramid schemes or cults. He is definitely a brainwashing genius."

Ji Ting sneered, "The way you praise people is also quite unique."

The girl behind reached out and knocked on Ji Ting's chair, pointed at his feet and said, "Could my classmate pick up a pen for me?"

The auditorium is a lecture theater, and each row of seats is on a step. The pen fell from the row of girls and rolled between Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing.

Ji Ting glanced at the direction of the girl's finger, then bent down to pick it up.

Because the distance was a bit far, Ji Ting missed it when he touched it, and even rolled the pen forward because of the touch of his fingertips.

Ji Ting was a little anxious, and moved closer. This time, he didn't even touch the pen, and was caught in the palm of the other hand.

The hand was very warm, and the slender fingers scratched his long heart lightly.

At that moment, Ji Ting heard Shen Zhixing's chuckle.

Ji Ting's face suddenly burned.

Before he could react, the man moved his fingers lightly again, pushing the pen in his hand into his palm, and the five fingers gently brought his palms together.

Ji Ting coughed in embarrassment, straightened up quickly, and returned the pen to the girl behind him without looking back.

The students sitting in the back were not from Class [-], the room was not well lit, and Ji Ting never looked back, and the girl didn't realize who was picking up the pen for her, so she thanked her and continued to write her homework.

But Ji Ting couldn't calm down for a long time, and the holding hands at that moment just now was replaying infinitely in his mind.

"Tingting." The person next to him turned to him at some point, leaning on the small table of the chair with one hand, tilting his head to look at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Extend your hand."

Ji Ting knew his purpose, turned his eyes around, and stretched out his hand cautiously.

The teacher just played a video, and the curtains in the auditorium are still drawn, so the light is a bit dim.

Shen Zhixing put the coat he took off on the table.

The teacher on the podium was still talking about adolescent love, but no one noticed. Under the cover of the school uniform, the two boys were holding hands.

"Okay, that's all for today's lecture, thank you for listening."

After an unknown amount of time, the teacher on the stage finally finished his speech, and the students by the window opened the curtains, and the students who had been waiting for the meeting for a long time chatted noisily again.

Seeing the students standing up one after another around him, Ji Ting moved the hand still held by Shen Zhixing, "Let's go."

Shen Zhixing looked at him sideways, but didn't move.

Ji Ting struggled slightly, and wanted to say something, but the person next to him suddenly leaned into his ear, and breathed into his ear, "It's really beautiful to fall in love."