Idol and school grass are at the same table

"I will hand out the papers for the math test on Monday. The teacher said that she has time to look at her mistakes, and she will explain them in class later."

He Wenqian's words didn't have any effect in the sleepy class, only a few students who were good at studying came to her to read the papers.

Most of the students were not interested in the test results, which could only cause trouble for themselves. They didn't even look at the podium, and went on with their own business.

On the contrary, Xiaoba Shen, who has always been uninterested in grades, ran to the front to read the papers for some reason.

Several other people were flipping through the papers and looking at the grades in the class. He Wenqian stood aside and looked at Shen Zhixing, "What stimulated you today? It's really strange to come to see the grades."

Shen Zhixing propped his hands on a Tongxu table next to him, and he didn't rush over to look for the papers, "I want to study, can't I? Can't I be a little bit self-motivated?"

He Wenqian didn't believe his nonsense at all, but she didn't bother to say anything to him, so she curled her lips and didn't answer.

"Of course, there is a reason for this self-motivated attitude." Shen Zhixing watched the others finish flipping through, and then reached out to take the rest of the papers and turned them over, "I just made a bet at the same table with me that I would definitely do better in the exam this time." He is tall, and now I want to prove it to him."

Shen Zhixing spoke so boldly that He Wenqian was almost scared to death by him, "You have to show some face, who can you compare to in mathematics?"

"It's not Li Wenhao, Ji Ting." Shen Zhixing thought he hadn't made it clear, and explained, "I think my math has improved by leaps and bounds this semester, and I think I must have gotten the hang of it."

"I think you're living in a dream." He Wenqian couldn't bear to say anything to him anymore, "Give up on it, brother Ting, you can't compare, even if he is poor in math, he can still score half of the test, you... half and half half?"

"Shut up, don't..."

Shen Zhixing was dissatisfied, and suddenly stopped when he turned to the paper.

He Wenqian leaned over to look at his paper, and saw an extremely eye-catching "Seventeen", and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, "What did I say?"

Shen Zhixing looked at the paper and was silent for a long time, then pulled it over, "Then what you just said was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"This time the full score is 4.5. I am [-] points more than half of the half. As a representative of the math class, it is better to be more rigorous."

He Wenqian froze for a moment, completely unable to control her barbell-like laughter.

"You laugh again?" Shen Zhixing was so angry that he wanted to take the rest of the paper from her hand, "I haven't read Ji Ting's yet, who knows if he is lower than me?"

"Don't you have any points in your heart? The teacher said that the lowest score this time is seventeen." He Wenqian waved his hand away, flipped through and took out Ji Ting's paper, "Come on, take a closer look, and go back to make up if you haven't woken up. Take a nap."

"43? He obviously had a fever yesterday, so he can still take so many exams?" Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting's paper with disbelief, and squinted his eyes at He Wenqian, "Did you copy it for him?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up Ji Ting's paper and flipped through it, "Could it be that the teacher made a mistake?"

"Get out, you are not allowed to question my idol's strength." He Wenqian glared at him, and suddenly understood what was going on, "You bet with him because he was sick? Do you want to show some face?"

He Wenqian paused, curiously, "What did you bet with him?"

"I won't tell you." Seeing the girl reaching out to hit his hand, Shen Zhixing backed away meanly, "Anyway, I lost, and it's your loss."

Shen Zhixing is not talking nonsense.

In a sense, it was indeed He Wenqian's loss that he lost the bet with Ji Ting.

Fenghe has never lacked various extracurricular activities, especially the school celebration is approaching, and the school has also held various competitions and activities.

Most of them are voluntary for students to participate in, but there are also some that are mandatory for all classes, such as chorus competitions.

Although it was a chorus competition, each class tried their best to show the unique charm of their own class, trying to make their performance stand out.

Some are working hard on the choral repertoire, some are preparing to highlight their uniqueness in clothing, and some want to show their class charm through performances.

The cultural and entertainment committee members of class eight also wanted to do something different, and discussed with several class committees for a long time.

It's a pity that all the class committee members are unreliable. They dress up in strange clothes to attract attention, call out mics and DJs to create atmosphere, and some even suggest to go up together to dance with Internet celebrities and shoot small videos.

In the end, the cultural and entertainment committee realized that these pig teammates were unreliable, and came up with a simple and attractive method.

Beauty wins, and let Ji Ting, the facade, give them piano accompaniment.

"Imagine, Brother Ting is wearing a handsome suit, playing the piano affectionately, and his slender fingers are..."

The cultural and entertainment committee member has a lot of imagination, and he has already imagined in his own world while talking.

"Stop, that's a beautiful idea." The Sports Commissioner interrupted her mercilessly, "It would be great if Ting, the chorus singer, is willing to play, and he also plays the accompaniment. Do you think it's possible?"

"That's right." The people next to him also echoed, "Besides, if you really want him to accompany you, who will persuade him?"

Although the possibility is small, each of the eighth class committee members is extremely persistent in unnecessary places, even if there is only a [-]% possibility, they will not give up.

Of course, while they are persistent, they also know how to truly love life. They have all heard about Ji Ting's gossip in school these days, and no one dares to make trouble with him at this time.

So this important task fell on Shen Xiaoba, who was skinny and resistant to beatings, and his combat effectiveness was not inferior to Ji Ting's, and he had the bet that he took advantage of the danger and lost.

Math was followed by physical education, and there was a quarrel in the class after the get out of class.

Qin Yang heard that someone he had entrusted with a heavy responsibility ended his perfect plan with a bet that was absolutely impossible to win. He was angry and speechless, "Brother Xing, can you have a clear mind about yourself?" know?"

"Is it because you are drifting away, or is Brother Ting being too gentle with you recently?" Qin Yang really couldn't understand his spiritual world, "But having said that, your [-] points really don't hinder the average score of our class at all... ...the math teacher will be mad at you."

Shen Zhixing was still immersed in the blow that he had not passed the Ji Ting exam, and he quit immediately after hearing him say this, "Then you go and convince him yourself, or you should hurry up and prepare the equipment and make the chorus competition a reality." Let's play disco."

After the physical education class or warm-up activities, free activities will be disbanded.

The weather is much warmer, physical education class is one of the rare classes where you can relax, on the playground, students gather in twos and threes to play together.

Those who are exercising, chatting, and some are playing together.

A few boys from class [-] walked up to Ji Ting and Chen Zhixing with the ball, and greeted them, "Brother Xing, Brother Ting, are you coming to play?"

"No." Shen Zhixing waved his hands, "I feel uncomfortable at the same table."

Ji Ting has not recovered from his cold, and originally planned to ask for leave to rest in class.

It was Shen Zhixing who said that more exposure to the sun was good for his health, so he was forcibly pulled out of the class.

Several boys saw that his expression was really not good, so they patted the ball and left with a few words of concern.

Ji Ting didn't want to move, he just wanted to find a place to sit and wait, but Shen Zhixing disagreed.

"You are in poor health because you don't exercise." Shen Zhixing dragged him on the playground, "Take a walk more, look at me, it's okay to wear so little every day, you are wrapped up like a bear, It’s not like you’ll catch a cold if you wear a little less.”

"Set up a few more flags, I'll see what to do when you get sick."

Although Ji Ting was dissatisfied and coughed a few times, he still followed his steps.

The two circled around the playground twice, found a sunny place and sat down.

It was approaching noon, and the temperature was actually a bit high. Shen Zhixing didn't wear much, so he even took off his school uniform jacket.

He was wearing a thin long T-shirt, and he rolled up his sleeves too hot.

The sun was a little bit hot, Ji Ting felt a little bit hard to open his eyes after sitting for a while, and lowered his head.

Seeing his movements, Shen Zhixing raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Ji Ting looked at him sideways, Shen Zhixing smiled, and closed his eyes with his palms down.

There was no one around, Shen Zhixing made a fuss without any scruples, he put his hands on his eyes but didn't take them off.

Ji Ting also didn't move, and slightly fluttered his lower eyelashes, feeling the rays of sunlight leaking from between his fingers.

After a long while, Shen Zhixing had had enough trouble, he took his hand from Ji Ting's eyes, and held his hand again.

Fearing that Ji Ting would be uncomfortable, Shen Zhixing deliberately put the school uniform he had taken off on his lap, and covered the hands they held with the hanging part.

As a school bully who cares about the group, although Shen Zhixing insulted Qin Yang, he still didn't forget to help the class cadres work harder.

"Ji Ting." Shen Zhixing shook the hands they held, "Let's discuss something with you."

Ji Ting: "Say."

"Well."

Shen Zhixing hesitated for a moment, and just about to speak with a sneer, Ji Ting interrupted him, "Okay, I got it, it's about the chorus, right?"

"You are really smart."

Ji Ting glanced at him, "If you want to play so much, play it yourself, don't you also do it?"

"I think you have misunderstood me a bit." Shen Zhixing's mouth twitched, "I only studied for half a year when I was five years old, and it was because my mother cast a wide net to cultivate my hobbies and try to make me a violinist. A temperamental boy who is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Of course, the last one didn't work. The only one that is useful is probably Taekwondo. I'm pretty good at fighting now."

"This piano is even more so. It took me two months to learn notation. Apart from scales, the only thing I can play now is a little star and a jingle bell. Do you want me to go up and lead our class back to kindergarten?"

Ji Ting looked down at the playground without saying a word.

Shen Zhixing was so poor and honest, he secretly glanced at him for a long time, felt that his complexion didn't look very good, smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued after a long time of thinking, "It's actually fine, if you don't want to go, don't go, go or not It's all your freedom, Qin Yang and the others just think you play well, and they won't say anything about you if you don't go."

"If they dare..."

"I go."

Shen Zhixing was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked sideways at Ji Ting, "Really?"

Ji Ting: "Why did you lie to me?"

"I knew you would definitely agree." Shen Zhixing smiled, "After all, you are handsome, kind and talented, and you are still my boyfriend."

"You are too annoying." Ji Ting paused for a moment, "Actually, when you said it before, I wanted to agree."

Shen Zhixing: "Then you?"

Ji Ting smiled, "Isn't it because I love you before I have time to say it, so you bet with me yourself?"

"I also performed a performance of lifting a rock and shooting myself in the foot, which is wonderful."

The sun was getting more and more dazzling, Shen Zhixing took Ji Ting up a few steps, sat down again, and took his hand again.

After a while, Shen Zhixing called Ji Ting again, "Have you thought about it?"

"You have to ask hundreds of times?" Ji Ting replied, "Shouldn't I go to group activities and wait for the head teacher to talk to me all the time?"

"I didn't mean that." Shen Zhixing took a breath, "I mean, I sent you a WeChat message the other day."

"I didn't want to force you." After saying it, Shen Zhixing didn't want to hide it any more, "but do you really want to hide all the time? You may quit because of these rumors, but no matter what, You have nothing to do with them now, and you have a chance to start over."

"If it's a rumor, hit them in the face with evidence, and if you're angry, you'll smack them with black powder. Anyway, there's nothing terrible about it. Why give up your own dreams and make yourself suffer because of other people's words?"

"What are you two sitting here talking about?"

Cao Yutong stood at the bottom of the steps and shouted at the two of them, then ran up with a smile.

He Wenqian and Wei Xinying, who were playing badminton behind him, dropped their rackets and followed.

Ji Ting and Shen Zhixing tried each other, and tacitly let go of holding each other's hands.

Shen Zhixing coughed, looked at the boys in Class [-] who were still playing basketball on the playground and asked Cao Yutong, "Why don't you play with them anymore?"

"I don't want to play anymore." Cao Yutong turned around and pointed to the two girls behind him, "I wanted to play badminton with them, but they are so good that I don't have the heart to bully them anymore."

He Wenqian raised her hand and slapped Shen Zhixing's shoulder, "Why are you fooling Brother Ting?"

"Just fool around, why do you speak so badly?" Shen Zhixing raised his head, "I've been working hard so that you can see your idol's handsome appearance on stage again."

Shen Xiaoba's words were not praised by He Wenqian.

He Wenqian pushed him, and looked at Ji Ting carefully, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He Wenqian already felt a little worried when she heard from Qin Yang that several class committee members wanted Ji Ting to accompany their class chorus.

Ji Ting annoys others to bring up his past, not only the so-called black material, he hates others to mention everything related to him.

When someone mentions the old music, the old stage, and even those classic performances that became fans, He Wenqian can feel the air pressure in Ji Ting's body obviously drop.

After all, it is an idol who has liked for a long time, He Wenqian is naturally very distressed.

She is also very careful when speaking, not wanting to remind Ji Ting of bad things.

可惜沈知行不是何文茜，没有一颗心疼爱豆的心，倒是有一个抗揍的身体，以及一个摆设一样的脑袋。

Despite He Wenqian's reaction, Shen Xiaoba still didn't know how to restrain himself, and continued to hover on the edge of being beaten, "Shouldn't you be happy to let your idol return to the stage to shine?"

He Wenqian gritted her teeth, and managed to control herself from swearing, "No need, my idol will shine even if he is not on stage, and I still like my idol even if he is an amateur."

"Do you believe me?" Shen Zhixing was very dissatisfied with her attitude, reached out his hand to hook Ji Ting's shoulder, and pulled him towards him, "My tablemate agreed to play the piano accompaniment for us in the chorus competition. "

He Wenqian was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Ji Ting.

The girl's eyes were naked and straightforward, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Shen Zhixing was snarling next to him, "Although it's only a chorus stage, I believe that one day he will want to return to the stage you want to see."

Ji Ting suddenly felt his throat was blocked.

In fact, if someone had said these "exposed scars" to him before, with Ji Ting's temper, he would have done it long ago.

But now, his mood is surprisingly calm.

I don't know if it's because time really heals everything, or because the person who did it to my scar was Shen Zhixing. The wound still hurts, but it doesn't seem so unbearable anymore.

He Wenqian waited for a long time, but Ji Ting did not see her move.

My idol didn't even change his face, there was something unspeakable in the eyes he looked at Shen Zhixing.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, while lamenting the magic of this world in her heart.

After successfully fooling the person with good looks, the students in Class [-] finally started to practice.

The class committee had already discussed the song for the chorus with the students. It was a popular song a few years ago, and the lyrics were quite positive.

There are many school activities, and they are not so rigid. This kind of chorus competition is very free, as long as it is not too excessive.

For the self-study class in the afternoon, the class leader and the head teacher agreed in advance, and took the eighth class to the music classroom for rehearsal.

For the first practice, the formation and movements have not been discussed yet.

The class committee members spoke one by one, their voices were as loud as arguing. After 10 minutes of class, nothing was discussed, but the quarrel was unbearable.

After seeing the class monitor and the cultural and entertainment committee members almost fighting because of a waving action, the students in Class [-] all realized the reality that there was nothing to do in this class, and began to let themselves go and play beside them.

"Class Five seems to be rehearsing in the next classroom."

"Their class is quite thoughtful, and a dance is added before the chorus."

"It's not just dancing blindly. The monitor of their class seems to like a star very much. He asked a few people to learn the dance of that star."

The classmates next to him chatted together in twos and threes, Ji Ting was not interested, so it was inevitable that he would be poured into his ears.

The class committee members were immersed in their own world and were arguing very passionately. Some students in Class [-] couldn't control their restlessness and ran out to watch other classes rehearse.

Some came back from the fifth squad to "investigate the enemy's situation", and they talked about how powerful their squad was.

"Brother Xing, do you want to go and have a look?"

Cao Yutong couldn't help being curious, and he didn't forget to ask a few more people to join him.

Shen Zhixing has always been active in all kinds of eating melons and joining in the fun. He readily accepted his proposal, and stretched out his hand to pull Ji Ting beside him, "Together, at the same table."

Ji Ting didn't want to join in the fun, so he was dragged over by his boyfriend.

The people in Class [-] are really good.

They didn't rehearse the dance, and they practiced the chorus first, and they have basically achieved some results.

Although the singing was inconsistent and there were countless out-of-keys, the formation was lined up and the movements were designed to look decent. The most important thing was that their class committees cooperated very well.

People in Class [-] are so angry that everyone in Class [-] only knows how to fight, and at this moment they have completely lost their prestige in the hearts of Class [-] students.

"They are so creative." He Wenqian sighed, "Comparing this, it seems that their class songs are better than us."

Cao Yutong: "Although I don't want to admit it, it is true."

Shen Zhixing has a sense of class honor at this time, "Can you be a little more confident, what happened to our class song selection? Healthy and positive, not only in line with the trend, but also perfectly implementing the socialist core values, no better than their class who can't hear the lyrics How about a love song?"

"It's very nice of you to say it, if you..."

Class [-] in the classroom rested for a while, other students were still resting in the corner, but a few boys and girls stood in the middle of the classroom.

Several people could see that they were about to start dancing, and they all concentrated on wanting to see the strengths of their class.

Ji Ting unconsciously turned his gaze to the classroom.

The moment the music started, Ji Ting froze all over.

That was his song, and it was his "Fengshen Stage" in the last draft.

Ji Ting gained a lot of fans with this performance before, and this song became popular for a long time after the show was broadcast.

In fact, this is a stage for group collaboration. The song is composed by Ji Ting himself, but he is not the only one performing.

Moreover, some of the contestants who cooperated at that time were also very strong. Although Ji Ting was the most dazzling, the others were not inferior. In addition, this song is not only good, but also has a unique arrangement. I chose this song There is nothing strange about singing and dancing.

Ji Ting was building himself up in his heart, not wanting to make himself feel uncomfortable, so he took a deep breath and continued to watch the rehearsal of Class [-] without changing his expression.

"Everyone from Class Eight is back to rehearse."

Suddenly someone yelled, and the students in Class [-] finally gave up watching the fun and went back to class.

Although it was rehearsal, the class committees obviously had not completely unified their opinions.

After one class, there was no chance to use Ji Ting's accompaniment at all.

"School will be over in a while. Let's all go back to the classroom and pack up." Qin Yang clapped his hands to let everyone focus on listening to himself, "Let's practice again on Monday."

Before he finished speaking, most of the classmates had already dispersed.

Ji Ting in front of the piano did not move for a long time.

He stared at the phone with a complicated expression. After a while, he typed a line of words on the screen as if making up his mind, and then quickly deleted it.

Ji Ting has already had such a class, and he has typed, deleted, and deleted WeChat on his mobile phone, but he still can't press the "send".

"Why give up your own dreams because of other people's words? Make yourself miserable?"

"I believe that one day he will want to go back to the stage you want to see."

"You have a chance to start over."

Shen Zhixing's words echoed in Ji Ting's ears again, making his already wavering heart even more wavering.

"Tingting, let's go."

Ji Ting was still in a daze, but Shen Zhixing came over.

There was no one else in the classroom, Shen Zhixing stood beside Ji Ting and touched his hand calmly, and took the opportunity to touch his hand.

Ji Ting froze for a moment, and turned his head to the side.

Shen Zhixing had the usual naughty smile on his face, and the smile was obvious in his eyes.

Ji Ting didn't know whether Shen Zhixing would really give him strength or what was going on.

At that moment, he suddenly made up his mind.

Ji Ting looked up at Shen Zhixing, then lowered his head and sent Zhao Hao the message that had been edited for a long time.

[Brother, do me a favor. ]

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