Idol and school grass are at the same table

After Ji Ting hung up the phone, his face turned red.

Shen Zhixing touched his nose, and it was rare for him to speak without his usual meanness, so he was a little more careful, "Your brother didn't say anything, did he?"

What Zhao Hao said was too embarrassing, Ji Ting couldn't say it out loud, so he shook his head and stood up.

The two returned to the living room, stood awkwardly looking at each other for a few seconds, and looked away at the same time.

Ji Ting hesitated for a long time, wanted to say something but gave up, "I, go take a shower first, you can play by yourself."

After he finished speaking, he rushed into his room.

After half a minute, Ji Ting returned to the living room.

Shen Zhixing was still standing in front of the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking, he raised his eyebrows inquiringly when he came back.

"I have the autographed merchandise I asked for from my brother in my bag. It's for your sister. Take it out and have a look."

After Ji Ting finished speaking, he ran away again, completely oblivious to Shen Zhixing's face that changed instantly because of his words.

In the bathroom, Ji Ting turned the water a little cold, and after a long shower, he still felt very hot.

Especially the piece of skin that Shen Zhixing touched just now, it was astonishingly hot as if it was about to burn.

Obviously trying to calm himself down, Ji Ting unconsciously recalled the scene just now.

Shen Zhixing was usually a fool, and he was careless in doing things, but when he did that kind of thing, he seemed to be a different person, so gentle that it was impossible to resist.

The more Ji Ting thought about it, the more confused he became. He kept thinking about Zhao Hao's phone call, and finally managed to organize his chaotic thoughts.

In fact, if Zhao Hao didn't make that call, he wouldn't do anything with Shen Zhixing either.

Not only because of his confidence in his self-control ability, but also because of his trust in Shen Zhixing.

The man looked unscrupulous, but he was actually very measured, Ji Ting knew it.

When Ji Ting came out of the shower, he was still a little confused, but his face had returned to normal.

Shen Zhixing was playing games on the sofa, when he heard the movement, he turned his head and glanced at him, the movement of his hand was a little slow, and he accidentally sent a head.

Chen Xuan's loud voice came from the phone, "What's wrong with you? Are you stuck?"

Shen Zhixing ignored him, and kept his eyes on the person in front of him.

Ji Ting changed into pajamas, the buttons were only fastened to the chest, and the buttons on the neck were wide open, and the half-dry hair was a little fluffy, and the whole person looked a little lazy.

And with some indescribable feeling, a little temptation.

Shen Zhixing coughed unnaturally, and said to the phone, "Sorry."

Without the usual arrogance, the volume was much lower.

Chen Xuan was a little confused by the inexplicable aura of the school bully. It took half a minute before he felt something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "Brother Xing, is there someone next to you?"

Ji Ting walked towards the sofa while buttoning up his buttons. When he heard this sentence, he paused slightly, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhixing.

Shen Zhixing also happened to look over, exchanged glances with him, and smiled, "Yes, Brother Ting."

"Come on, Tingting say hello."

Looking at him, Ji Ting guessed that he would say that, kicked him and ignored him.

After a few seconds, he coughed, "Go on, I'm going back to the house."

I don't know if I was talking to Shen Zhixing, or in response to his "Say hello".

Shen Zhixing couldn't help laughing, and the hands controlling the characters in the game shook too much.

Chen Xuan in the voice was almost driven crazy by him, "Brother Xing, can you be more serious, this is ranking! Ranking! Ranking!"

"I can't." Shen Zhixing laughed enough, and turned serious, "Then why don't I just hang up now? Anyway, it doesn't matter if I lose."

"No, no, brother, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Chen Xuan was so tightly controlled by Shen Zhixing, his mind was also preoccupied with games.

After a long time, when the game was over, I suddenly remembered a question, "Are you at Ting Ge's house?"

Shen Zhixing quit the game, and was about to hang up the voice, when he heard this question from his soul, he paused, and confessed frankly, "Yes."

"Did you go out to play?" Chen Xuantian was so sincere that he could almost be described as stupid, "You didn't call me when you went out to play? Do you still think of me as a brother? Is our friendship so fragile?"

"No, we don't have friendship." Shen Zhixing said without any emotion, "We're not going out to play, but on a date. Who would call a light bulb to go on a date?"

"Is it important to have a brother on a date?" Chen Xuan is worthy of being a brainless person. It took a few seconds for him to come to his senses, and howled, "What? Dating! You and...Brother Ting?"

His voice was so loud that Shen Zhixing would have a heart attack from being frightened across the screen.

Chen Xuan's mother on the other end of the phone, obviously also wanted to beat someone up because of his howl, and yelled, "Chen Xuan, you are a ghost!"

Chen Xuan's volume immediately dropped several degrees, and his tone was still unbelievable, "You and Brother Ting, you...you?"

"I finally know why you speak like a trumpet." Shen Zhixing listened to the shrill female voice on the other end of the phone, and quickly turned the volume to the minimum, "We are in a relationship."

Chen Xuan was obviously frightened by the shocking gossip, and cursed several times in succession.

"What a fuss." Shen Zhixing was very satisfied with his reaction, suppressed the happiness in his heart, and said with disgust, "I'm going to find my family, Ting Ting, and I'm dead."

Chen Xuan's gossip continued until he went to school on Monday.

After early self-study get out of class, Chen Xuan rushed to the back door of Class [-]. After confirming that there was no teacher in the classroom, he opened the door and went in without seeing anyone else.

Li Wenhao went to hand in his homework, and Shen Zhixing was lying on the table to catch up on sleep.

Chen Xuan sat on the seat next to him, stretched out his hand and knocked Shen Zhixing on the head without fear of death, "Don't sleep."

Shen Zhixing got up very angry, and when he suddenly called out, he kicked his leg, "Why did you come here?"

Chen Xuan hid for a while, "Of course there is business."

Shen Zhixing was so sleepy that he didn't have the energy to scold him anymore, so he raised his eyelids and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

"You and Brother Ting, is it true?"

Shen Zhixing: "You are really serious, too serious—why lie to you?"

"Then you guys, are you serious?" Chen Xuan glanced at Shen Zhixing cautiously, "Could he just want to play with you? People in the entertainment industry have a lot of eyes, so you have to be careful."

Shen Zhixing felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Ji Ting say that, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard the last sentence, "Why do you think so?"

Chen Xuan scratched his hair, "I've been thinking about it for two days but I still can't figure out why he likes you."

"Brother Ting used to be a hot new star, but he will be a top idol in the future, although he is no longer, but he wants to fall in love..."

Chen Xuan's analysis was well-founded, and he also criticized Shen Zhixing's various shortcomings by the way.

Shen Xiaoba couldn't bear this grievance, pointed at the back door and said expressionlessly, "Get out, don't let me see you for the next week."

"Don't do this brother, I'm really worried about you." Chen Xuan grabbed his hand and wailed, "Aren't I afraid that you will be dazzled by love, so I want you to be more vigilant?"

"The way you make me vigilant is to tell me that I'm not good enough for him?" Shen Zhixing pushed Chen Xuan's hand away, "Thank you so much, get out!"

Shen Zhixing was not angry, nor did he take his words to heart, and ignored him after a few words.

Chen Xuan stopped when he had had enough trouble, and touched him with his elbow, "Have your clothes for the chorus competition arrived?"

Shen Zhixing: "No, let's do it today."

Chen Xuan: "What do you wear in your class? Let me have a look. Our class teacher decided on ours alone. The custom-made shirts come in several colors and our class slogan is printed on them. I really...I really do." Not wanting to wear that on stage is an insult to my personality."

Shen Zhixing's hand holding the phone paused slightly, "Then why don't you watch our class, I'm afraid you will be sad if you read it."

Class [-]'s clothes were not too fresh and refined, but the process was so interesting that it could be described as "terrible".

Based on the principle of allowing students to show their own individual choices, the class teacher lets them choose by themselves, and the class leader is determined uniformly after the class is selected.

Qin Yang listened to the head teacher very much and let everyone play freely.

The result of this kind of freedom is that everyone chooses different styles, and no one is willing to accommodate others, and they haven't chosen a set of clothes that can be worn in two days.

In the end, it was decided by several homeroom teachers, boys' shirts and suit pants, girls' shirts and knee-length skirts.

Cheesy, but no one objected.

The clothes were delivered in the morning, and during the lunch break, the squad leader asked a few boys to carry the clothes back to the classroom.

The girls were quite satisfied with the clothes chosen by the teacher in charge, and a few girls who stayed in school rushed over as soon as they saw the boy entering the classroom.

"It looks okay, but it feels a little small." Lin Miao, the cultural and entertainment committee member, took a set and took it apart, "Or is it just a small one for women, and the one for boys is suitable?"

Qin Yang, who had just put down the clothes in his hand, immediately picked up a set, and frowned when he took it apart, "The boys' ones are also a bit small, and the XL ones can only be worn by someone with my build."

Qin Yang is not very tall, but also very thin. He usually buys clothes in L size, so one can imagine how small this dress is.

"Then what to do, it's too late to change now?"

"It's mainly trousers, and the top is okay. If the trousers are too small, there is no way."

Several people were confused by this sudden situation, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Or this is the case." Ji Ting was also listening to them, thought for a while and said, "Try it first in the afternoon, the girls in our class are very thin, and they should be able to wear skirts, if there are too many boys who can't wear them Let’s change into school uniform pants.”

The school pants are also black, and no one will look at them too carefully anyway, so it's fine to wear them for a while.

There will be a competition the day after tomorrow, and it is definitely too late to change now. This method seems to be the best.

Qin Yang nodded, "That's the only way to go."

Before the self-study class, the teacher left the classroom with his front foot, and Qin Yang jumped onto the podium with his back foot, "Everyone, go try on your clothes, don't change them back, and go to the rehearsal room to have a look at them together."

The class was noisy, and a few students were curious about the clothes, so they took them apart to have a look.

Ji Ting arranged the used books and took out his clothes.

Shen Zhixing happened to come over, "At the same table, go change clothes." Shen Zhixing also happened to walk over with his clothes in his arms, "Is yours suitable?"

"Probably." Ji Ting nodded, "Maybe a little short, but it should be fine if you are fat or thin."

"Brother Ting is so thin, he definitely won't be able to wear it." Cao Yutong in front turned around with envy, "Brother Ting, how much do you weigh?"

This stopped Ji Ting from asking, "One hundred and one? It wasn't there before, but it should be a little higher now."

Cao Yutong hadn't spoken yet, but his deskmate who was drinking water almost choked to death with his own mouthful of water.

"Damn it, and you have to have 180, right?" Cao Yutong was so sour, "Is this something people do?"

"Of course it's not something people do." He Wenqian glared at him and began to defend her idol, "After all, my idol is a fairy."

Cao Yutong: "..."

Shen Zhixing: "..."

After the quarrel, the students in Class [-] went to the bathroom to change their clothes one after another.

The clothes had a plaid tie, and Shen Zhixing held it up and thought about it for a long time, and it was tied crookedly.

Shen Zhi walked to the edge of the washbasin, and the few who had changed were looking in the mirror.

Qin Yang looked at his tie through the mirror and couldn't help but smile, "Brother Xing, what are you wearing?"

"As long as you tie it well." Shen Zhixing pulled the clothes off a little impatiently, "Look at the clothes you bought, you just mess around with these useless things."

"Could it be possible to buy the clothes you picked? Non-mainstream social patterned shirts?" Qin Yang straightened his tie, "I won't let others do it either, or you don't tie it, anyway, it's just to see if the clothes fit. suitable."

"No, I'm a perfectionist."

Shen Xiaoba's way of pursuing perfection is to run back inside and knock on the door of Ji Ting's cubicle loudly, "Quick, my deskmate, I need your help."

Ji Ting opened the door while straightening his collar.

"Damn it, you're actually so much older." Shen Zhixing pulled the tie that was almost buttoned by himself with one hand, and sighed, "But you are too thin."

"I have a perfect body. I look thin when I wear clothes, and I look fleshy when I take off my clothes."

"What meat, fat?" Ji Ting glanced at him, raised his hand to grab his crumpled tie, "Let go, I'm really afraid you will strangle yourself to death."

"You don't trust me." Shen Zhixing let go of his hand obediently, without forgetting to say a few words, "I really have abs, all in one piece."

Ji Ting didn't want to pay attention to him at all, his movements were quick and neat, and he quickly tied a beautiful bow tie, "Okay."

Shen Zhixing looked down, "My Ting Ting is really good at everything."

"Grumpy."

"It's not glib, it's clearly true." Shen Zhixing tugged at the tie with two slender fingers, and suddenly smiled, "By the way, I've always wanted to ask you something."

Shen Zhixing had the usual silly smile on his face, Ji Ting felt that he couldn't say anything serious, but he still said "hmm", "Ask."

"Are you half-breed?"

Ji Ting also knew a little about the "rainbow farts" that fans praised idols on the Internet, and he immediately reacted, "Get lost."

Shen Zhixing smiled even more happily, took half a step forward slightly, ignored Ji Ting's eyes about to kill him, and said the rest of the sentence, "Heavenly and Chinese hybrid."

The space in the cubicle was very small, and it was already a bit crowded for two big boys to stand like this. Shen Zhixing deliberately leaned forward a little bit, pressed one hand on the door panel behind Ji Ting, and smiled ambiguously.

"What the hell, do you deserve a beating?"

Ji Ting often saw fans saying these words on the Internet, but when Shen Zhixing said it, his ears became red, "While I still have patience, get out."

Shen Zhixing was not afraid of his threat, so he kissed him lightly on the nose, and smiled brighter, "Brother's nose is Mount Everest, right?"

The two adjusted their relationship for a long time in the cubicle, and the few people outside also arranged their appearance.

"Brother Xing, what are they doing?" Cao Yutong poked his probe inside, "Brother Ting, can't tie it?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at his tie that was barely worn, turned around and walked in, "Brother Xing, how about I..."

"Boom!" A loud noise interrupted Qin Yang's remaining words.

Ji Ting walked to the sink with a blank expression.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant, Qin Yang keenly smelled the breath of death, shut his mouth and dared not speak, looked at Ji Ting's face, waited for him to come out of the bathroom, and then he was slightly relieved, and probed to see someone who hadn't come out yet. school bully.

Shen Zhixing closed the door as quietly as possible, and walked out clutching his wrist.

Qin Yang looked at him nervously, "Did you and Brother Ting fight?"

Shen Zhixing paused a little, and smiled, "How is it possible?"

Qin Yang: "Then can you still be exchanging feelings?"

"You're right." Shen Zhixing rushed his hand, and shook it a few times casually, "You may not know that some people are thin-skinned and shy easily, and the way of expressing their feelings is different from ordinary people."

Qin Yang opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but the boss outside who expressed his feelings in a different way than ordinary people yelled, "Shen Zhixing, get out of here."

Shen Zhixing was very happy when he was scolded, he ran out smiling and hooked Ji Ting's shoulder and walked away.

The rest of the boys who had been waiting for them for a long time looked at each other in blank dismay.

Cao Yutong: "Looking at it like this, there really shouldn't be a fight."

Qin Yang: "Their confusing operations are really increasing."

Shen Zhixing became addicted to playing memes, took his mobile phone and searched a lot of earthy love stories and rainbow farts, and whispered them in Ji Ting's ear whenever he got a chance.

Ji Ting was terribly annoyed by him, could not beat or scold him, and finally just ignored him.

"Okay, that's it for today. Everyone is doing well. Tomorrow is the last day of practice. Let's cheer together the day after tomorrow."

A few minutes before get out of class ended, Qin Yang announced his dismissal, and within a few minutes the classroom was almost deserted.

Shen Zhixing finally calmed down, he stopped pestering Ji Ting and talking flirtatiously, but leaned against the wall and hugged his cell phone with silly fun, not knowing what he was watching.

Ji Ting held his clothes in one hand, walked to him, picked up the clothes he threw on the ground, and patted him, "I'm very happy, you don't need to go home, do you?"

"That's not true." Shen Zhixing fiddled for a while, raised his head contentedly, and muttered in a low voice, "He Wenqian lost this time."

Ji Ting didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"It's okay." Shen Zhixing raised his head and showed a mean smile, "You don't need to know."

Ji Ting didn't want to know at all, kicked him with his toe, and pulled him out of the classroom.

The people in the classroom haven't run away yet.

Shen Zhixing didn't know what he was busy with, and he didn't pack it up for a long time. Ji Ting was bored with waiting, so he simply sorted out all the homework one by one, put them on the table, and prepared to write during evening self-study.

While looking through the schoolbag, he suddenly came across a big box, which was what he wanted from Zhao Hao. Shen Zhixing didn't bring it back that day, and he brought it to the school to give it to him.

Since Ji Ting brought it back to school yesterday, he kept it in his schoolbag, and he just remembered it now.

Taking out the things, Shen Zhixing happened to pack up the things and walked over, and sat down in He Wenqian's empty seat.

Ji Ting handed the things to him while pulling the chain of the schoolbag, "You forgot to take it back that day, don't forget it today, it's too heavy, I recited it for you."

The person next to him didn't pick it up, Ji Ting held it up for a few seconds, then pushed the thing towards him, looked up but saw that Shen Zhixing's eyes were dim.

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to ask something, but he heard him whisper to himself, "She doesn't need it anymore."

Ji Ting paused and looked at him sideways, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhixing was silent for a long time, then shook his head, "My sister has been gone for several years."

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good night hahahaha