I'm in love with the sand sculpture at the same table

The ticket to go back was booked at [-]:[-] pm on the [-]th. After eating lunch at Gu Jin's grandma's house, several people packed up their things and went to the station. Gu Jin also went to see them off.

At the station, Bai Shicheng and the others waved to Gu Jin: "Bye, Brother Jin!"

"Goodbye."

Jiang Shen walked at the back, not far from Gu Jin, he turned around and waved to Gu Jin.

Gu Jin raised an eyebrow at him and said again: "Goodbye."

Bai Shicheng and the others all walked forward.

Gu Jin covered his mouth with both hands, and mouthed towards Jiang Shen.

Jiang Shen couldn't be more familiar with that mouth shape - "little baby".

Jiang Shen: "Get lost."

Jiang Shen gave him a sideways glance expressionlessly, turned around, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Oh, inexplicable.

The tickets bought from Minghai to Beicheng are very scattered, and several people are not in the same compartment.

Jiang Shen's seat is a two-seater window seat.

He is wearing that black baseball uniform today.

The boy put the backpack on the luggage rack, pushed it in again, and stuffed the strap of the backpack in. When he lowered his arm, he unconsciously took out his pocket, and touched something like a piece of paper with his finger. He rubbed it with his index finger. After a few clicks, it was a little smooth, and when I took it out, it was a photo of two boys holding hands.

Jiang Shen smiled, and put the photo back into his pocket.

On the first day of school, Jiang Shen got up late, and when he came to school, self-study was about to start early.

He bumped into Liu Hai on the landing of the stairs.

The man smiled smugly.

"Yo, the second in the school is here."

Jiang Shen ignored him and was about to go upstairs. When he reached the third step, the idiot behind him spoke again.

"The monthly exam results are out, and I will give you one point and five points."

"Oh."

Jiang Shen walked to the corner of the stairs in three or two steps, and Liu Hai below raised his head and shouted loudly: "Your class is the last one!"

Jiang Shen whispered softly: "Stupid."

The class was chaotic, and there was an annoying "buzzing" sound from outside. Jiang Shen was standing at the back door. The seat by the window in the last row was empty, and the sand sculpture Gu Jin hadn't come yet.

Jiang Shen sat back in his seat and put the textbooks he took away during the holiday into the bookend on the table.

Yue Peng turned his head to look at Jiang Shen, and asked cautiously, "Brother Jin hasn't come yet?"

Jiang Shen: "I don't know, I don't live with him."

"I thought you two were together last night."

Jiang Shen: "??????"

"Look at Brother Jin's space dynamics."

"Oh."

Jiang Shen reached into his school uniform pocket and took out his mobile phone, clicked on Penguin, and opened Gu Jin's space dynamics.

The latest post by this person was at around nine o'clock last night, with the text "My deskmate and I" and a picture below the text.

In the picture, the lights are a bit dim, and it can be vaguely seen that Jiang Shen is facing the camera with his back facing the camera, with his arms leaning against the edge of the stone railing, and Gu Jin is leaning against the railing, with his head tilted slightly to Jiang Shen, surrounded by some fireworks.

Jiang Shen smiled, pressed his thumb on the screen, clicked save, and then stuffed the phone into the belly of the table.

Yue Peng was still turning his head to look at him, and asked, "What are you laughing at, Brother Shen?"

"Huh?" Jiang Shen looked up blankly, not knowing that someone was looking at him, and said, "Laugh if you want to."

Yue Peng: "..."

When Gu Jin stood at the door, the Chinese teacher was already standing on the podium.

The man stood upright at the door, bent his right index finger, knocked on the door frame, and said in an angry voice, "Report."

Holding two exam papers in his hand, the Chinese teacher turned his head to look at them, and said, "Gu Jin, come in quickly, and witness this historic moment with everyone."

Gu Jin: "??????"

Gu Jin entered the classroom with a dazed expression on his face. He walked around Jiang Shen with brisk steps, patted Jiang Shen on the shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Good morning, my deskmate."

"Well, morning."

Gu Jin sat back in his seat and easily stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the table. It seems that this person didn't bring many books home during the holidays.

On the podium, the Chinese teacher started his speech.

Putting his hands against the edge of the desk, he said, "This monthly exam, two miracles happened in our class."

As soon as the voice fell, there was applause from below the podium.

The Chinese teacher beckoned, and said: "This student Jiang Shen's composition is titled "Good and Evil". After several discussions with our Chinese teachers, we unanimously decided to give him a perfect score."

There was another burst of passionate applause from the podium.

Gu Jin looked at Jiang Shen with his head tilted, made an expression of admiration, and said, "Same table, awesome."

The Chinese teacher on the stage spoke again.

"There is another one, our classmate Gu Jin."

Gu Jin stretched his neck and looked at the Chinese teacher, the expression on his face gradually became embarrassing.

Jiang Shen said in a low voice: "It seems that you are also quite awesome."

Gu Jin smiled with a stiff face.

Chinese teacher: "Gu Jin's composition really confuses me. I want to ask Gu Jin, why do you write the name of your deskmate on the first line of the composition grid?"

Jiang Shen suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Jin: "??????"

The Chinese teacher's voice suddenly increased: "Huh? Gu Jin, can you explain to me?"

Gu Jin's butt slowly left the seat, he scratched his hair, his cheeks were a little red.

"I wanted to write a letter to my deskmate, but I closed the book before I even started writing."

The Chinese teacher shook his head and said helplessly, "Sit down, come to my office after class."

Jiang Shen tore a small piece of paper from his notebook, took a pen and wrote a few words on it—"Are you sick?" On Gu Jin's desk.

As soon as Gu Jin sat down, he saw this small note. He opened it and looked at it, and smiled at Jiang Shen.

Before the results of this monthly exam were released, Jiang Shen probably knew in his heart that his sand sculpture deskmate must not be the top student that his classmates said, but he did not expect this person's grades to be such a scumbag. He could score around [-] points in the test, but Gu Jin, a fool, actually scored around [-] points.

Although Beicheng No. [-] Middle School is not as good as Beicheng Experimental in terms of grades, it is still an excellent high school. The entrance score line is comparable to that of the experimental. The students who can pass the exam are basically formed good habits in junior high school. Even if you don't like studying, your grades will not be as low as [-] points. Just because of Gu Jin's arrival, this school has produced several students whose grades are close to [-] points. Those few students who copied his test questions in the examination room guy.

After class, Gu Jin followed the Chinese teacher to the office.

Jiang Shenxin said: The Chinese teacher has always been a Buddhist, so he should show mercy to this sand sculpture.

A few minutes later, Gu Jin came back.

The man's palm was red, and there was a rectangular mark on it.

Jiang Shen: "Been beaten?"

Gu Jin nodded.

Jiang Shen: "It deserves it."

At the end of the day, Gu Jin became a busy person in the class, shuttling back and forth between the teachers' offices, and every time he came back, his left palm would turn red.

This person didn't take it seriously, raised his left hand, enjoyed it, and didn't forget to tell Jiang Shen a few cold jokes.

"At the same table, let me tell you a joke."

Just as Jiang Shen was about to blurt out the word "scroll", he couldn't help but shift his eyes to Gu Jin's red left hand from the beating, and said in his heart: This person is so pitiful...

"Speak."

Gu Jin stared down at the cell phone placed on the edge of the table, cleared his throat, and said, "There was a man who couldn't sleep at night and lay on the bed smoking a cigarette. The next day, his highly myopic roommate said with a worried face' Your teeth grinding has been getting worse lately'..."

Jiang Shen was ready to smirk, but he didn't expect this person's joke to stop abruptly.

Gu Jin stared blankly at the door, and said, "Kazlan's big eyes are here."

Jiang Shen turned his head, and the English teacher walked in with a displeased face, his small eyes were half-closed, as if he was about to eat people.

Jiang Shen had an ominous premonition, and he asked, "Isn't it, brother? Don't tell me you haven't written an English composition yet?"

The most annoying thing about English teachers is that some people don't write essays in the exam. Last time, Wang Fei was fined to stand for a week because he didn't finish his English essay because he had a stomachache.

Gu Jin swallowed, and said, "I wrote it."

Jiang Shen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

The English teacher stood on the podium, raised his hand and patted the desk vigorously, and the students under the stage couldn't help shaking.

There was some anger in her voice: "The results have been sent out, and the students all did well in the exam."

The English teacher's eyes suddenly turned to Gu Jin, and he said, "I never thought that there are such fresh and refined people in our class, huh? Gu Jin, if you want to be mad at me, let me just say, don't beat around the bush. Writing Chinese characters in an English composition, I am now almost the laughing stock of the entire English group!"