Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

On the first day of school's official first day, Lin Ji woke up from a completely unfamiliar environment.

The most tangible thing you can see when you open your eyes is a three-piece bedding set in dark gray plaid.

What the hell?

Lin Jiteng sat up from the bed suddenly, his head felt dizzy and aching, and his lips and throat felt uncomfortably thirsty.I carefully recalled what happened in the early morning. It seemed that I was sick and couldn't stand the fever, so I ran over to find medicine.

I slept on Ming Han's bed last night, what about others?

He leaned over and found the shoes that had been taken off from under the bed. After putting them on, he straightened his collar in front of the mirror before pushing the door out.The light in the hall was much brighter than that in the dormitory, Lin Ji unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Ming Han walked around in the guest seating area to pick up the trash, casually took a set of disposable toiletries from the merchandise shelf and threw it to Lin Ji, "Take another temperature."

"Ah..." Lin Ji, who was still a little dazed, picked up the thermometer on the bar and held it under his arm, tore off the plastic packaging of the toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste into his mouth, and walked slowly back to the bathroom in the dormitory.

After packing up and coming out, I took out the thermometer and took a look. The mercury injection was still above the 38-degree line. Recalling the chaotic memory of last night, I couldn’t help asking, "How much did I burn yesterday?"

"I don't know." Ming Han washed his hands and replied while drying them with a towel, "I was thrown off by you."

"Huh?" Lin Ji had no impression of this at all.

"Take another piece of anti-fever medicine and take it with you, or don't go to the exam today, I'll take it for you." Ming Han suddenly yawned, sighed, and stopped talking.

"Yesterday...did I torment you?" Lin Ji asked tentatively, looking at his rather sluggish appearance, "I vaguely remember that I said several times that I was thirsty and wanted to drink water?"

Ming Han raised his lonely black eyes, and said calmly, "That's six or seven times, don't take it to heart."

"..."

Lin Ji's originally clear gaze wandered around in embarrassment, he raised his hand to caress his forehead in regret, and slowly said a few words, "No...it was intentional."

Ming Han nodded in agreement, expressing that of course he knew, "That's why I didn't beat you up." Before Lin Ji could say anything else, he added, "Have breakfast at the shop across the way, shall we go?"

"En." Lin Ji nodded.

The soup dumplings on this snack street are unique, Ming Han is also a regular customer, because school time is running out, he didn't ask Lin Ji's opinion, and ordered the signature steamed buns that he usually eats directly after sitting down Taking 2 copies, I couldn't help yawning when I broke the chopsticks.

Master "Daiyu"'s illness cured him of getting up, because he didn't sleep much at all.

He was really sleepy, and when he thought of the Chinese exam that was about to start, Ming Han sighed silently, poured white vinegar essence on a small dipping plate, dipped the steamed stuffed buns in his mouth, and started to eat.

The mouth of something with sour teeth is really refreshing.

Such an operation made Lin Ji on the other side of the table dumbfounded. He rinsed his mouth with vinegar in the morning. Which of the two of them was more seriously ill?

Maybe it was because of the cold medicine, a sense of fatigue also hit Lin Ji, and when he opened his mouth to yawn, he was reprimanded by the person opposite.

"Hold back."

Ming Han stared, this thing is contagious, the drowsiness suppressed by drinking vinegar after a long time, don't even try to arouse me again.

Lin Ji was intimidated by his eyes, and in the end he really endured it and just let out a breath.

After eating, the two of them went to school together, because it was the unified start-up test for the third grade, and the students all entered the classroom early to wait, and even Gu Hongyi was not late.

Zhao Zilu didn't see Lin Ji yesterday, but today he was a little excited when he found the four of them sitting in the same row, chatting incessantly in his ears, until his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak anymore, then he lowered his head to chat with his mobile phone.

Periodic testing is a tradition in a high school, and it will be conducted every one or two weeks. During the test, there is no need to divide the test room and seats, and the class teacher and teacher in charge of your own class will invigilate the test.

Boss Guan sat on the podium, watching from afar that Ming Han was the only one in the middle of the last row who was answering the questions seriously. From Gu Hongyi to Zhao Zilu to Lin Ji, they all lay down on the table to meet Duke Zhou.

Forget about these two thorns, what's going on with Lin Ji?

Could it be that the question is so simple that the top students don't bother to write?

The morning light was still faint, and the troublemakers in the class were all catching up on their sleep. For a while, the whole classroom was very quiet, only the rustling sound of answering questions.

Halfway through the exam time, another female teacher in charge of the classroom curled up her fingers and tapped on the blackboard, reminding softly: "Those who answer and hand in the paper can move freely."

Normal students would not hand in their Chinese papers within an hour, so this is meant to be heard by those restless students, lest they do not do well in the questions and look around to influence others.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Zilu raised his head from the table, reached out and rubbed his brow that had been marked by pressure, picked up the paper with seven or eight answers, and squeezed out from the gap in the back seat.

Listening to the sound of the test paper rattling, Lin Ji turned around impatiently, just facing Ming Han who was filling in the answers to the reading questions.

Everyone speaks like a person.

But Minghan's calligraphy is clear and calm, powerful and generous.

The elegance and profoundness between the lines are far from his own lonely and unruly temperament.Coupled with his serious expression when he wrote the pen, Lin Ji was a little distracted for a while.

It wasn't until the invigilator suddenly heard a reminding cough from above his head, "Look at your paper with your eyes", that Lin Ji realized that this was an exam.

Looking back at his test paper, the square prints all over the page even lingered the smell of ink cartridges, and he felt intermittent pain in his brain, which made him unable to read a single word.

Lin Ji didn't choose to torture himself anymore, took out a pen and wrote his name on the paper in a fluttering manner, stood up and moved his arms twice, walked around Ming Han gently, and left the seat from the back row.Walked all the way to the edge of the podium, and handed in all the blank test papers.

"Dare to hand in a word without writing it?" Boss Guan glanced at his test paper and frowned slightly displeased. Even Zhao Zilu's attitude in answering this paper was not as good.

"I'm sick, and I don't have any answering status at all." Lin Ji replied truthfully, he was really uncomfortable at the moment, and he just wanted to go out and let the mess in his head blow away.

Perhaps there is an unwritten rule on campus: top students will most likely be trusted when they speak.Boss Guan recalled his uneasy face since he entered the classroom, but he still agreed to this kind of willful request.

"It's not an example."

"Okay." Lin Ji successfully put down the paper, and swaggered out of the front door of the classroom under the shocked eyes of the students in the first row.

Being rich doesn't necessarily mean you can do whatever you want in school.

But good grades are fine.

As soon as he stepped down two floors, Lin Ji met Zhao Zilu who was waiting at the corner of the stairs. He looked up and saw the big man who suddenly appeared, his eyes were surprised and puzzled, and he opened his mouth while looking towards the upper floor.

"Why did you come out second? Where's Gu Hongyi?"

"Sleeping." Lin Ji recalled the sleeping state of the bully at the next table before he handed in the paper.

Zhao Zilu frowned in surprise, then crossed his waist irritably, and complained: "Everyone on the opposite side of the appointment is here, and he is still sleeping in the examination room? What kind of memory is this guy?"

Arriving early in the morning on the first day of school and making an appointment?

Sure enough, the youthful vigor of these young people will not be able to keep up with them for a while.Lin Ji clasped his arms and stretched, and was about to walk past Xiaolu when he was suddenly stopped by him.

"Hey, brother." He rushed back to Lin Jizheng in two steps, looked him up and down for a while, "Why don't you come with me for a show?"

Zhao Zilu is good-looking, but he is not a typical handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Instead, there are two narrow gaps between his eyes, shining like stars embedded in them.No matter how badly he smiles, his facial features will look even more arrogant and delicate.

Lin Ji really paused when he heard the sound, turned his head to glance at the person in front of him, and asked solemnly, "Raise your hand and touch my head."

"Ah?" Zhao Zilu didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead with three fingers in a daze, and he left immediately.

"Is it hot?" Lin Ji endured the uncomfortable feeling, and moved his lips, his face still had the dull expression of "Please feel it with your heart".

"Oh, okay, okay." Zhao Zilu rubbed his fingertips, the temperature just now made it really difficult to ask to fight, "Come on, you rest." He waved his hand, and finally decided to go to the meeting alone.

The sun at ten o'clock has gradually become hot. Even though it has just rained, the weather is still very muggy, and there is hardly any wind.

Lin Ji was walking aimlessly on the campus, when he suddenly found a side door in the teaching building. Through the remote doorway, he walked into the promenade on the first floor, trying to enjoy the coolness that runs from north to south.

Standing against the wall, his head was groggy as if he was carrying a heavy weight, his neck was sore and his limbs were weak due to the pressure.He reached out his hand to take out the wireless earphones from his pocket, and was just about to stuff them into his ears, when he inadvertently looked through the window beside him and saw the scene by the wall outside.

Coincidentally, the "morning frame" of Zhao Zilu and four or five students was under this window. Lin Ji only needs to open the window and poke his head a little, and he can see the whole scene in his eyes.

Xiaolu's slender figure really doesn't look like he can do it in one shot. He was pulled up by his collar by the irascible brother just after he said a few words, but that guy didn't seem panicked at all, and he was still taking his time Talk about "reason".

The group of people who had an appointment with Zhao Zilu by the fence were all students of this year's department. They originally wanted to settle their personal grievances during the exam, but they didn't expect that the person on the other side came alone. Isn't this just looking for a beating?

This guy Zhao Zilu talks a lot when he is about to die. He was not originally a fighter who could fight. People want to tear off his standard textbook "little boy".

"No, I said, can you have some basic moral qualities? Do you really want so many people to besiege a campus Idol?" Although Xiaolu had a mischievous smile on her face, she still had no idea in her heart. It seemed that this beating must be carried up.

Sure enough, karma is very effective.

Just a while ago, Ming Han was cheated, but Gu Hongyi's grandson immediately cheated him back.

"You're a fart school idol, these days scumbags have their own titles? So much less bb..."

"Let go, save one thing today so we can meet again later, I will remember which one of you will do it first." Zhao Zilu grabbed his collar and pulled it back, "Don't let me break it."

To be honest, the person these boys want to educate is not Zhao Zilu at all, but Gu Hongyi.

Take him first, the surname Gu will definitely get angry, who will let them have a strong relationship?Sooner or later, there will always be a fight, no matter who he is, even if Ming Han and Xu Xiaolan are here today, they are all in the same group anyway.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, two rhythmic "Dangdang" sounds sounded from the window.

Almost everyone looked up, only to find a strange-looking boy standing in the window, tapping the glass with his index finger knuckles bent.Soon the boy disappeared from sight, and a few seconds later he walked out slowly from the side door of the teaching building.

This person had an astonishing height ratio, and he walked all the way against the light. It really looked like Jesus came to the world to save people from fire and water.

It's just that Zhao Zilu knew in his heart that this was actually a very weak patient.

Because of Lin Ji's appearance, he was also able to catch his breath, raised his hand to straighten his collar, and muttered, "Aren't you not coming, I'm going to be burned, and I'm just joining in the fun after being beaten."

Lin Ji's complexion was indeed not very good, and his lips were a little chapped due to heat and lack of water.While walking towards this side, he raised his hand and clenched his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and spoke weakly.

"It's so miserable to see you."

"Is there a rescuer?" One of the boys in the opposite group saw that the big man had a bad face, and couldn't help but speak in a strange way.

It's not his fault, Lin Ji also felt that he looked like someone who came to give away the head.His eyes searched casually in the vicinity, and he said to himself: "I hardly ever get into group fights, my hands are very raw, cough cough, if there is any offense, please bear with me."

what? !

Xiaolu was dumbfounded when she heard this, brother, or you should go first, I can resist beating better than you.Otherwise, you will have something wrong in a while, how can I explain it to Ming Han.

Lin Ji's eyes finally stopped on the iron fence, and he walked over lazily, stretched out his hand and brushed those long poles one by one, successfully found a loose one from inside, and pulled it out forcefully.

A chubby boy from the opposite camp couldn't bear this kind of arrogance. He took two steps forward and wanted to punch him first, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Ji kicked him on his chest and kicked him back two steps. , fell to the ground and didn't get up for a while.

The sudden agility made everyone present stunned for a moment, and they had no time to react, and then they saw Lin Ji waving the iron railing casually and pressed it up in a few steps.Because of the anti-climbing design of the fence, there is a long spike on the top of the pole. When someone holds it and shakes it quickly, the sharp iron point almost turns into a silver light.

Accompanied by the swishing sound of the thin iron rods cutting through the airflow when being danced, the boys all instinctively backed away, only three times, five divisions, and two, all of them were forced into a corner.

Lin Ji raised one leg and stepped on the brick wall, blocking the way. He grabbed the iron pole horizontally and surrounded the four boys within his walking distance.

When a few people came back to their senses, they almost didn't even dare to move.

Is this more than a fucking offense?

"There are not enough people today, why don't you fight on another auspicious day?" Lin Ji knocked the iron railing against the wall softly, but his tone seemed to be discussing.

Under such circumstances, who dares to say "no" at the risk of being stabbed to death with a stick?

Seeing that no one had any objections, Lin Ji put down his long legs, raised his hand and threw the iron railing at Zhao Zilu's feet, and while wiping the rust on his palms while knitting his eyebrows, he said in a gentle voice, "Put it back in."

It took a while for Xiaolu to come back to her senses. After putting the pole back to its original position, she saw that Lin Ji had already walked more than ten steps, and she didn't care about the group of dazed people in the corner.He quickly chased after him, and shouted in awe, "Brother."

"Don't." Lin Ji sighed deeply, put his hands into the pockets of his casual clothes, his voice was weak and hoarse, "I really have a burning headache, let me clean up for a while."

"Okay, brother." Zhao Zilu stood obediently, and when he saw Lin Ji staggering away from the back, he felt that the macroscopic view of his life was shattered by A.

These days, there are really big bosses who like to follow the sick and weak style.

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