Idol and school grass are at the same table

Shen Zhixing stood behind Ji Ting, put one hand on Ji Ting's shoulder, and leaned forward.

Ji Ting tilted his head slightly, but his cheek touched the fingertips of the person behind him inadvertently.

He froze and quickly turned his head to the other side.

"Okay, that's all for today, let's adjourn the meeting."

On the rostrum, before the dean could finish speaking, most of the team below had disbanded.

"Let's go, accompany me to the canteen to buy some food." Shen Zhixing hooked Ji Ting's neck from behind, and dragged him to follow him while complaining, "I only took a bite of breakfast and was forced to throw it away by Wang Zao. Starving to death now."

Ji Ting pulled his hand down a little, "Go by yourself."

"Come on, don't think I don't know, you just drank a cup of porridge in the morning." Shen Zhixing put his arms around his shoulders, "It's not good if you don't eat breakfast all the time, let's go."

Ji Ting, who couldn't get up in the morning and didn't have time to eat at all, was hit by his words, and his resistance was futile and he was dragged away by the school bully.

The third period was not Wang Zha's class, so Shen Zhixing was not afraid of being scolded, so he swaggered into the class carrying snacks.

When approaching the door of the class, he stopped for a while, handed the drink to Ji Ting, and asked him to twist the cap for himself.

"You can chop it off if you don't need your hands." Ji Ting glanced at him, but didn't want to pick it up.

"Look, I have so many things in my hand, how can I free my hands?" Shen Zhixing shook the things in his hand, and forced the drink into Ji Ting's hand, "We have such a deep love at the same table. Not even a bottle cap worth it?"

Ji Ting looked indifferent, "It's not worth it."

Shen Zhixing pestered Ji Ting and didn't pay attention to the people around him. Seeing that he was about to bump into a girl, Ji Ting finally reached out and gave him a hand, "Look out."

Shen Zhixing took half a step back when he heard the words, "What's wrong?"

When he turned around, he saw a girl standing behind him.

Shen Zhixing hid to the side for a while, did not bump into the girl, and went to La Jiting to make trouble again.

The girl suddenly called Ji Ting, "Well, Ting...Brother Ting."

Ji Ting paused and turned his head to look at her.

She is a very thin girl with fair skin. She doesn't look amazing, but she is rather handsome. She wears a school uniform well-behaved and her hair is tied up in accordance with school regulations. She is just an ordinary high school girl.

The girl held a small bag in one hand and drinks bought from the school milk tea shop in the other, and moved closer to Ji Ting.

"Brother Ting, I... I'm your fan, here, this is for you." Her voice was very thin, trembling slightly, and she kept her head down when she spoke.

Ji Ting didn't move, the girl stretched her hands forward, raised her head slightly, "Well... I, I see that there is a gift from me on your table, thank you, thank you for accepting it."

Her voice trembled more than before, and her face was a little flushed, but her eyes were shining brightly, and there was a hotness that could be seen at a glance.

There was a flash of emotion in Ji Ting's eyes, but there was still no expression on his face, he shook the hand hanging by his side, but he didn't lift it up.

The atmosphere was a bit delicate. Shen Zhixing, who had been watching the two of them, suddenly came up, put a hand on Ji Ting's shoulder, looked at the girl and smiled, "You gave me that power bank? Brother Ting likes it." gone."

The girl didn't know whether she was frightened by the school bully or by what he said, the drink cup in her hand tilted slightly, but her eyes became brighter, "Really?"

"Really, don't be nervous." Shen Zhixing stretched out his hand to support her, taking advantage of the opportunity to take the thing in her hand, "Give it to me, I'll help him take it in."

"Then... thank you." The girl hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ji Ting who hadn't raised his hand, bit her lower lip, stuffed something into Shen Zhixing's hand and ran away quickly.

Seeing the girl disappear in the corridor, Shen Zhixing turned to Ji Ting, the corner of his mouth deepened, and he squeezed his throat and called out deliberately, "Brother Ting."

Ji Ting glanced at him indifferently, then raised his legs and walked towards the classroom.

Ji Ting returned to his seat and took out the books for the next class, but Shen Zhixing was stopped by He Wenqian in the front row.

He Wenqian handed him a well-packaged lunch box, her eyes dodging a little.

Shen Zhixing had a frightened expression, "Fuck, He Wenqian, what's the matter with you recently? You either left me homework to copy or prepared food for me. You don't have a crush on me, do you?"

"Creatly love your uncle, don't disgust me." After scolding, He Wenqian suddenly remembered to pay attention to her image, her voice dropped instantly, and impatiently stuffed things into his hands, "I'm at the same table as you."

Shen Zhixing looked at her, and sneered at her, "I can't see it, Brother Qian, you will also have a spring heart."

"If you force me again, I'll beat you to death." He Wenqian blushed, but her momentum remained undiminished, and she raised her arm to hit him.

Shen Zhixing hid for a while with a smile, and returned to his seat.

Ji Ting was picking up the books he was going to use for the next class, when suddenly a bunch of things were placed on the table, which were given by the girl and He Wenqian just now.

He didn't even look at it and just pushed back.

Shen Zhixing pushed the things towards him again, "The little girl has her own heart, why are you so hard-hearted."

Ji Ting raised his hand to block the table, "You just knew?"

"No, I don't know, you are a tender person, showing tenderness everywhere." Shen Zhixing said glibly, picked up the drink and inserted the straw into it, and when Ji Ting didn't pay attention, he directly hit him with the straw On the mouth, "Come on, at the same table, ah."

Ji Ting didn't expect him to be so unafraid of death, and was caught off guard by him.

"Okay, it touched your mouth." Shen Zhixing pushed the straw into his mouth again with satisfaction, and stuffed the cup into his hand, "You have to be responsible for it."

"Just remembered, I haven't memorized the history yet." He stood up from his seat before Ji Ting got angry, and ran away without taking the history book.

With a straw in his mouth, Ji Ting glanced at a man who had succeeded in a trick and had a rippling smile. He was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the swear words with his drink.

The girl gave Ji Ting breakfast for two weeks, but Ji Ting remained indifferent.But Shen Zhixing became acquainted with others and became a porter of love, bringing love's breakfast to Ji Ting every day.

Although Ji Ting doesn't want to talk to him most of the time, but occasionally he gets really bored and takes over.

Shen Zhixing is a very flexible person except for his studies. After a long time, he also figured out a way to deal with Ji Ting - stalking.

Although it is often life-threatening, it does work very well.

Time passed quickly, and it was the monthly exam in a blink of an eye. Ji Ting didn't care about it on the surface, but he was already worried to death in his heart.

He has been studying for nearly a month, and he has followed the study honestly, but it has no effect. He asked what he didn't know, and made a lot of mistakes.

This time the exam needs to be ranked. As a former "genius trainee", although Ji Ting did not make his debut, the burden of being an idol is extremely heavy - he doesn't want his scores that may not be able to get two hundred points to appear in the rankings on the table.

Ji Ting seriously thought about half of the self-study class, and finally picked up his mobile phone to send a message to Zhao Hao, asking him to find an excuse to help him escape the exam.

Before Zhao Hao's message arrived, Ji Ting's annoying deskmate came back.

The school bully put a few notebooks with nice covers on Ji Ting's desk while shaking his hands, "Your little fan gave you review materials on the front desk."

Ji Ting lay on the table looking at his phone without even raising his head, "Don't bother me."

"I'm just annoyed." Shen Zhixing flipped through the notebook, "Damn it, look at He Wenqian's writing in small characters. It's beautiful, tall, vigorous and powerful, and it's not at all the same as what she drew in her homework book."

"Look at this knowledge point again, the language is concise but the content is comprehensive, although I can't understand it." He said and pushed the book towards Ji Ting, "The most important thing is that it is full of Xueba's deep affection for you , with it, you will definitely be able to do better than me in the exam."

Shen Zhixing's words did not arouse Ji Ting's reaction, but He Wenqian in front couldn't help complaining to her deskmate, "He has the nerve to talk about me, throwing a handful of rice on the homework, the chicken pecks are better than his writing."

She and Shen Zhixing have known each other since junior high school, they are very close, they often fight each other, and they have never regarded him as a "big boss" or a "school bully".

He Wenqian's deskmate covered her mouth and smiled, then glanced back at the school bully who was pestering Ji Tingnao, and suddenly felt that he seemed quite interesting.

It's a pity that Ji Ting doesn't think so.

Originally, Zhao Hao replied him with an emotionless "No", and he was a little annoyed, but a school bully who had no eyesight handed over the notebook again at this time.

Ji Ting's temper exploded in an instant, and he threw Shen Zhixing's hand away, "Are you annoying!"

His volume was not too loud, but his unconcealable anger managed to attract the attention of others.

The class, which was still chattering, fell silent instantly, and everyone looked in their direction cautiously.

Ji Ting made a lot of effort this time, Shen Zhixing didn't expect that he would really get angry, and suddenly made such a move, not only his arm was thrown away, but also the notebook in his hand flew out.

Shen Zhixing stared at Ji Ting for two seconds, then turned around silently to pick up the notebook, but when he lowered his head, his movements froze.

In the aisle next to it, someone had just spilled a drink and before she had time to drag it, He Wenqian's notebook fell right in the middle.

Shen Zhixing's hand froze in mid-air, and picked up the book lightly.

When she looked up, she met He Wenqian's gaze.

Shen Zhixing panicked and opened his mouth to say something.

Before he could say a word, the notebook in his hand was snatched away by the girl.

Immediately, He Wenqian stood up and threw Ben to the ground and rushed out of the classroom.

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