Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

In order to keep up with Sun Jing's speed, Jiang Lai has been suffering all this time. Seeing Liu Zhi's bitter and bitter face in order to keep up with his speed, he felt proud, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were slightly bent unconsciously. .

He turned the car around, flicked the tail beautifully, and the car stopped in front of Liu Zhi.

"Then I'll go back first."

Jiang Lai slid all the way to the end along the slope when he came, with the howling night wind all around his ears.He raised his hand high and waved it with one hand. Years of narcissism made him very sure that Liu Zhi was looking back at his handsome figure wheezing and panting.

However, what he didn't know was that although Liu Zhi was looking at him, there was no admiration and friendliness in his eyes as he thought. Instead, there was a kind of strong jealousy and aggrieved injustice in his eyes.

Jiang Lai rode fast, and followed several green lights along the way. When he arrived near the community study room, he saw that the light inside was still on. He weighed his schoolbag, wondering whether he should go in alone for a meeting without Sun Jing Son.

While pondering on the street, Bei Xiaowu came out of the study room with his schoolbag on his back.He used to look like that, the shoulder straps of the schoolbag were dragged so long, and half of the schoolbag fell on his buttocks, giving him a lazy look.

The street lamps stretched Bei Xiaowu's shadow very long, and Jiang Lai caught up with him on a bicycle, crushing Bei Xiaowu's long legs reflected on the ground with his tires from a distance.

Bei Xiaowu noticed the strange noise behind him, turned his head, and faced Jiang Lai.

The dim street lamp poured down from the top of his hair, and Jiang Demon King's facial features instantly disappeared under a strange shadow.Startled, Bei Xiaowu took half a step back unconsciously.

Jiang Lai smiled, paddled the car with two long legs and swam to Bei Xiaowu's side, wrapping his arms around the child's shoulders condescendingly.

"It's very early tonight, and you came out before the study room closed?" Jiang Lai smiled.

Bei Xiaowu shrank his shoulders and broke free from Jiang Lai's arms.He was indeed out of shape tonight, probably because he was excited to participate in the opening ceremony of the city games during the day.

Bei Xiaowu has no other explanation for being uneasy over such a trivial matter, other than joking that he is a brat.

"Where's that brother?" Bei Xiaowu's voice was deliberately repressed and indifferent.

"Who, Sun Jing?" Jiang Lai didn't put his mind on thinking about the children at all, his eyes were full of excitement, thinking of Sun Jing, why did he feel so hot all over, "He has been with the representative team for the past two days. I live on the Nanhe side. Alas, it's a pity that you left today, I didn't see you..."

As Jiang Lai spoke, he leaned on the handlebar with one hand to reach Bei Xiaowu's shoulder.

In order to avoid the sharp claws of the Jiang Demon King, Bei Xiaowu walked directly on the sidewalk and the narrow road beside the flower bed.He knew that Jiang Lai wanted to show off that Sun Jing had won the first place in the preliminary competition, so he quickly said, "I saw it."

"See?"

"Well, that brother won the first place in the preliminaries, right?"

Jiang Lai smiled smugly, as if he had seen Sun Jing standing on the highest podium soon, "You know?"

Bei Xiaowu didn't want to say that he was going back to the stadium, and accidentally encountered the scene where Jiang Lai and Sun Jing were embracing near the finish line.Thinking of this, Bei Xiaowu's cheeks suddenly became hot, and he found the reason why he couldn't read all night.

It's amazing, it's because of this, is it because of this?Bei Xiaowu was about to exclaim, but his brain finally responded normally.At the moment, my mind is filled with the scenes of Jiang Mowang and Sun Jing on the second floor of the studio.So it was stimulated by these two people again during the day? !

Bei Xiaowu suddenly found the reason, and then turned to look at Jiang Lai, his breathing was completely disordered.

"Can you ride the bike well and don't move your hands and feet. Aunt Xue also said that you are afraid of physical contact with people. I think you like it." At this moment, Bei Xiaowu was caught between Jiang Lai and an unknown big tree. In the meantime, my body was stiff, and I was ready to turn over and hug the tree panda to climb my wife Peng.

Naturally, Jiang Lai didn't know that the kid still had such a greasy trick in conversation, so he just thought it was because he didn't like touching him.

And Jiang Lai is such a cheap person, the more reluctant the child is, the more he wants to tease him.

Jiang Lai stretched out his hand to pinch Bei Xiaowu's round and pouty face, then rubbed the three millimeters that had a great hand feel, and smiled: "Yes, brother doesn't like being touched by others, what's wrong, it doesn't mean that he doesn't like touching others."

Bei Xiaowu's cheeks were swollen with anger, but he suppressed the anger in his eyes. He simply took a step back, supported Jiang Lai's back, and sat on the back seat of the car with his legs.

"Hey!" Jiang Lai laughed, tapped his toes forward twice, and pedaled the wheel at a constant speed again and again.Jiang Lai felt that Bei Xiaowu was not as happy as he looked in the morning, but he didn't ask any questions.Who is in a good mood today? I am a little tired carrying the child home, but if the child wants to take a car so much, let him take it once.

After a whole week of tossing about the city games, Sun Jing went back to class and took home a champion of the youth group.

Jiang Lai seemed to have won an award, the tip of his pen was rustling on the sketch paper, but there was a smile on his face all the time.Because he knew that this championship meant that Sun Jing was one step closer to his dream.

The students in the class are also discussing that this medal can almost guarantee Sun Jing to be selected as an athlete in the National Games.If Sun Jing can participate in the National Games before the third year of high school, then it will not be the school that chooses him, but he chooses the school.

Sun Jing is not as quiet in the joy of victory as everyone thinks, he is still the same, he should study, sleep, eat and play.Aside from being a hit and forcing him to accept the daily pilgrimage of his classmates, he still likes to go in and out with Jiang Lai the most.

Jiang Lai understood Sun Jing's needs best, and sent the notes of Sun Jing's absence during this period, with neat and clear handwriting.

In the evening self-study, Sun Jing was tired of copying notes, took out the snacks from the little girl in the next class from the desk pocket, unpacked a bag and handed it to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai also groped from the desk pocket for a while, and found a cold metal box, took it out and opened it.

This was given to him by Bai Xuetian.Jiang Lai rejected it several times, thinking that he had rejected it, but when he came back from dinner, he found that Bai Xue had secretly put it into his desk pocket again at some point.

He thought that since the girl insisted on giving it away, it would be embarrassing not to accept it, so he might as well eat it first and invite Bai Xue to drink milk tea someday, and make an appointment with Liu Zhi by the way. Being a quiet matchmaker is really killing two birds with one stone.

Quiet evening self-study, the two boys in the last row of the classroom were preparing to exchange snacks quietly, when a thin figure flashed past the glass of the back door.

That's obviously old soup.

Mr. Tang has been teaching for more than [-] years, and he is already familiar with various ways of supervising students.Peeping through the back door of evening self-study is the most tried and tested method.

He calmly watched the two teenagers put the snacks into each other's palms, sighed secretly and left.He frowned, clenched his fists, and his thin figure walked angrily in the corridor of the teaching building, as if he had finally made a decision.

Both Jiang Lai and Sun Jing are students that Mr. Tang is very optimistic about, and they are so-called talented players in their respective professional courses.This is very rare in Mr. Tang's entire coaching career.

Teacher Tang has been secretly observing these two people for a long time. Not only do they not focus on their studies during their evening self-study, but they even secretly want to chat a few words in culture class.It would be a pity if the two of them were playing all day and delayed their studies, which in turn affected their future prospects.

So, the next morning during self-study, the table legs in Class [-] creaked and rattled, and there was a big reshuffle of the forty students in the class.

The noodle soup, which has always been mild and tender, is finally going to change seats for the students in the class this time.

Most of the other classes in No. [-] Middle School arrange their seats according to their ranks.Students with the highest rankings have the priority to choose seats and can choose seats at will, and students with lower rankings have a smaller range of seat choices.

As for Class [-], Mr. Tang has been unable to do anything. Firstly, the grades of the special class cultural subjects are not stable enough, and secondly, he always feels that this method will invisibly make the less advanced students feel abandoned.

However, at the moment, for the sake of those two students who don't study hard when they get together, the entire morning self-study class [-] is shrouded in the excitement of finally changing seats.

For the sake of fairness, after consulting the class committee, Mr. Tang suggested that according to the results of the culture class, a student who is underachiever and a student who ranks higher in the culture class should be at the same table.

Jiang Lai and Sun Jing looked at each other, and instantly saw an indescribable reluctance in each other's eyes.

"Teacher, can Jiang Lai and I continue to sit in our previous seats?" Sun Jing was tall and burly, and when he approached Teacher Tang, he made him look thinner and weaker.

Teacher Tang had a melancholy face of feeding the dog with all his thoughts, and shook his head lightly: "No."

Then, Mr. Tang pointed to one from the school committee seemingly at random, and said, "Liu Zhi, it's up to you. You and Sun Jing can change seats and sit with Jiang Lai."

Liu Zhi looked at Jiang Lai and then at Teacher Tang with the expression of eating half a bitter gourd, and was speechless for a while.

Jiang Lai stretched his neck and glanced at Liu Zhi's current seat. On the left is the cultural class first, on the right is second, the front is the academic committee, and the back is the Chinese class representative. That seat may be nothing to others.But for Sun Jing, Jiang Lai knew that it was obviously a lucky nest.

Mr. Tang seemed to have realized the superiority of that seat suddenly, raised his chin with a smile, and said to Sun Jing’s four classmates in the future: “Sun Jing trains hard on weekdays and has missed many courses, and he will participate in intensive training next month. , change the seat, all of you help him."

After saying this, Liu Zhi was completely blocked.When Mr. Tang proposed to change seats, Liu Zhi voted for it.Later, he also took the initiative to propose an idea that some underachiever and an excellent student would be at the same table.

At the beginning, he only saw himself as a top student who needed help, but he didn't expect that compared with some people, he seemed to be the one who could help others.

The author has something to say: Liu Zhi (pointing to the sky and then to the earth): Why are you so cruel to me!

Jiang Lai: Brother, shouldn’t our common enemy be noodle soup?