Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

Ever since the one next to the fence on the day of the school inspection, Zhao Zilu has become Lin Ji's fanboy, and he has to bring out his "brother" to worship him from time to time.

Gu Banba, who was sitting in Xiaolan's drink shop, couldn't bear the boy's rainbow fart, so he slapped the iced coffee in his hand on the table, complaining bitterly.

"Zhao Xiaolu, feel your conscience, how many fights have you had since you were a child? Now you only hear the newcomers laugh, and you don't hear the old ones cry, right?"

"Why are you calling me a resentful woman?" Xiaolu narrowed her small eyes, and pointed at the opposite side of the table, "Minghan didn't say anything, why are you so anxious, besides, I'm not you guys Is it a group favorite? Is it necessary to care about it so clearly?" A certain campus idol shrank into the beanbag without shame.

"You don't need to worry about him." Xu Xiaolan brought the fried chicken wings to the round table with one hand, and handed a glass of tomato juice to Lin Ji with the other, "This ghost should be separated from the group and suffer several times of beatings by the society independently."

"Listen, are you talking in human language?" Zhao Zilu suddenly regained his energy, put his foot on the chair beside him, and nestled into a strange posture, "If I hadn't known you since I was a child, I would have been taken away from the original The trajectory of my growth, I am now definitely a young literary and artistic youth with roots."

Ming Han didn't intend to join this group chat at all, he raised his hand and poured the remaining half cup of black tea into his mouth, then turned his head to look at Lin Ji who had been silent all this time, he was stirring with a straw thoughtfully with ice cubes in glass.He raised his arm and nudged him lightly with an elbow before seeing him come back to his senses.

"You skipped class all morning, what did you do?"

"Looking for a house." Lin Ji finally stopped stirring and took two sips with the straw in his mouth.

"Looking again?" Ming Han was puzzled.

"I have only rented the place where I live now for two months, and the landlord does not want to renew the lease, so I will move out in a few days."

Gu Hong raised his head when he heard the sound, and tapped the round wall of the coffee cup with his fingertips irregularly, "It's not easy to find a room until the new semester starts, right?"

Lin Ji nodded, indeed.

I wandered around all morning today without gaining anything. The houses in the nearby school districts had already negotiated leases before the start of the holiday.

"Brother, you have a big heart, so what if you can't find it before the end of January, do you want to consider moving to my house?" Zhao Zilu proposed, shaking his legs and raising his eyebrows, "I can sleep with you on the bunk bed."

"Does Director Zhao know about this?" Xu Xiaolan rolled his eyes at him.

Zhao Zilu clicked his tongue softly, "He doesn't care about that, and I didn't cause trouble."

"It's okay to live under the same roof as the dean. I mainly don't want to sleep with you."

Lin Ji's straightforward response failed to completely shatter Xiaolu's fantasy.

"Come find me when you sleep on the street, my door is always open for you."

"You can hope that someone will be better."

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Minghan automatically blocked the bickering of friends around him, and drew his fingers around the mouth of the cup thinking, "I can help you look for it when I get back, but you really have to do it well." Prepare to rent a house in the school district. Or, what should you do if you can’t find a suitable house in a short time?”

Ming Han cast out the doubts in his heart. In his impression, even though Lin Ji's ability to take care of himself is extremely poor, he is still somewhat regular and steady, so it's not true that there is no plan B replacement.

"In the past two days, I may live in Mrs. Guan's house." Lin Ji responded softly, "He asked me once when we talked at the beginning of school last time."

According to Yigao’s accommodation regulations, students who live locally cannot apply for a dormitory. However, many parents worry about the low efficiency of students’ learning at home, so homestay came into being.

Students will live in the home of themselves or other teachers in the evening when they are in class, eat and live together, and be supervised by the teacher. They only go home during holidays, which is similar to real boarding students.

This kind of phenomenon is very common among first-grade high school students. Many teachers have several houses in the adjacent school district, which are specially used to recruit boarding students. Sometimes they may take care of four or five, or even more.

"You promised him to move there?"

Lin Ji nodded, "Before you find other houses, let's live there first."

Minghan didn't think there was anything wrong with this expedient method, "The number of dormitory students in Teacher Guan's house has always been quite tight, and the teacher's wife's cooking seems to be quite delicious."

"Master?" Lin Ji was a little puzzled when he heard this address.

"Your class's Chinese department, Mr. Xu, is a couple with Boss Guan." Xiao Lan rushed to answer a question.

No wonder.

Lin Ji sighed in his heart, the two teachers who had the best relationship with the students in the whole department were actually from the same family, and they taught both Chinese and Mathematics.

"Do you need help moving things?" Ming Han asked.

"No, there is only one suitcase." Lin Ji smiled suddenly, "Don't you know how I got here?"

Ming Han suddenly recalled how dignified "Brother Daiyu" appeared in front of him for the first time, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "It's quite unforgettable."

In the afternoon, because all the teachers of No. [-] High School will participate in the regular meeting for the opening of the school, each class of the third-year department will have three consecutive self-study classes.

At the beginning of the new semester, the students' minds have not yet recovered, and they are still left in the loose atmosphere of the holiday.So at this moment, the classroom of Class [-] without a teacher is a bit noisy.

Sitting on his chair, Lin Ji casually looked for two English newspapers, looking for some sense of reading comprehension questions, and by the way, it was also a way to pass the time.

Ming Han at the table next to him seemed to be outside the whole environment, lowering his head and concentrating on the tricky math problem in his hand.It seemed that because he had no clue, his hand holding the mechanical pencil just sketched the images on the paper back and forth, and he did not write for a long time to answer.

On the right hand side, a pair of adjacent tables squatted furtively under the table like two immature children, taking turns playing with a car bought from a street stall at noon.Even chairs, books, bench strips, and borrowed stationery boxes were used to build a flat and smooth runway.

When the car struggled over the rubber barrier, the two 1.8-meter-old boys were as happy as a pair of silly sons of a landlord.

Lin Ji lay back, slumped on the wooden chair lazily, looking at the "kindergarten recess activities" around him, couldn't help thinking about life.

How did Zhao Xiaolu become a campus idol with a large number of scumbag girls?And how did Gu Xiaohong overwhelm all kinds of thorns and climb to the top of the school bully list?

These are not the point anymore.

The most incredible thing, how did they get to play with the classmate named Ming on the left?

Obviously, the mental age and IQ are not at the same level. Who will accommodate whom?

Lin Ji subconsciously turned his head back to look at Ming Han's handsome side face who was still serious about his calculations. From the tall nose to the cold eyes, he first stared carefully, and then secretly made up a strange picture in his brain.

When he was a fierce kid, he might have a big plastic sword in his arms, squatting on the side of the dusty road, with a spicy stick in his mouth, playing glass ball games with his brain-dead brothers...

The sense of substitution was too strong, and Lin Ji was actually amused by his own imagination.

The person who had already felt the scorching stare on him suddenly raised his head, pinched his tablemate who was inexplicably holding back his laughter with the corners of his eyes full of disgust, and slapped him mercilessly.

"Take your medicine quickly if you are sick."

Lin Ji quickly raised his hand with a smile, covered his face with an English newspaper, and joked back to ease the embarrassment: "I don't take medicine~"

Probably because of the problem of the turn-based system, there was a conflict. On the other side, Xiaolu and Xiaohong suddenly broke down. It became a direct grab, and the battle was quite fierce. The runway model that was originally built was smashed to pieces by them.

"You quickly bring it to me."

"This is what I bought..."

"Hurry up! Don't wait for me to whip you."

.....

Zhao Zilu finally succumbed to Banba's force and handed the car back to him as a gesture. Just when Gu Hongyi's hand was about to touch the toy car, Xiaolu suddenly played tricks again, hugging "neither of them Don't even think about playing alone", push hard, and the car slides straight out along the aisle of tables and chairs.

Lin Ji followed the red car until it hit a foot.Looking along the trouser legs, Guan Qi was staring helplessly at the few people in the last row of them.

The expression lines are too obvious: How old are you?

"Cough cough."

Xiaolu quickly pretended to cough twice, although Gu Banba was dissatisfied but didn't react too much, he pulled out the chair cooperatively and sat back in his seat.

The classroom became quiet after a while, Boss Guan squatted down to pick up the car that had just sparked a "war", confiscated it and stood on the podium.

"The classroom is in chaos, and there is no volunteer to maintain discipline?" Guan Qi put down the notebook in his hand, wiped the desk with a dry rag, and asked the students in the audience.

The short teacher's tone was indifferent, and it didn't seem like he was reprimanding. It was more of a feeling, "I don't have any sense of leadership."

After he finished speaking, he opened the notebook, stood on the podium and conveyed a few things to the students below according to the meeting minutes, including the commonplace discipline, appearance, safety and other issues, as well as the new semester requirements newly created by the leadership team.

"That's about it. Basically, I talk about it every semester. I'm already a senior in high school, and I'm also the big brother of the school grade. I should have remembered it clearly. I believe you don't need me to remind you. In the new school year, to welcome the college entrance examination, I hope everyone will be nervous and work hard together.”

Teacher Guan turned around, glanced at the electronic clock, and continued: "Use the following time, let's select the class cadres and representatives of each subject for this semester."

After listening to the requirements for the new semester for a long time, the students were a little sluggish, and they cheered up a little when they heard that they were going to choose class cadres.

"Then let's appoint the representatives of each subject first, and give the students who want to run for class cadres some time to prepare their speeches." Guan Qi casually took out the report card at the end of last semester from under the desk, looked down, and asked : "Starting from chemistry, is there anyone who volunteered to help the chemistry teacher solve problems?"

The voice fell for a long time, and the classroom was quiet.

Teacher Guan raised his head and smiled, and instantly understood the thoughts of these monkey children.The chemistry teacher he hired this year has rich experience but is also older. He is usually a bit serious and doesn't like the trendy things that young people are chasing. He is always complained by students as "old pedantic". It seems that no one wants to be This is the bridge of communication.

"What about physics, is there anyone who recommends himself?"

Just after changing subjects, two students with good physics scores raised their hands in the front row of the classroom.

"Apart from Yang Fan and Ouyang Le?" Teacher Guan glanced at the back row, and after confirming that no one else had raised their hands, he said, "Then you two should discuss it yourself?"

"Girls come first." The boy named Yang Fan wore a pair of gentle glasses, and he immediately displayed a gentlemanly demeanor: "Let her do physics, and I will do chemistry."

"After that, Ouyang Le will be in charge of assisting the physics teacher, Yang Fan will be in charge of chemistry, and next...Did you choose the English teacher yourself?"

"Yes." Amidst the students' unanimous answers, a little girl sitting by the window waved her hand.

"The next one is the representative of the Chinese class..." Guan Qi paused a little while speaking, and smiled at the students below who were eager to try, "I don't need to mention this, your teacher Xu has already appointed Bai Tingting by default."

"cut."

"Waste my feelings."

"This hand is about to be raised, not even a chance to compete..."

Amidst the jokes of the students, Ming Han, who had been stuck on the problem for a long time, suddenly felt a little enlightened, and picked up the pen to quickly calculate on the white paper.

Lin Ji was a bit bored. In the past, during elections in the class, he either stood on the podium and sang the votes or waited for the result as a candidate, but now he has no interest in these at all, and just sits bored until Teacher Guan said, "Does the representative of the biology class recommend himself?"

More than half of the male students in the class enthusiastically raised their hands after the sound, including Zhao Zilu beside Lin Ji. He also raised his entire arm because he was sitting in the back row to avoid being ignored.

"Why are you so inflated? You have a single-digit score in biology, and you still have the face to be a class representative?" Gu Banba despised the person beside him with his white eyes.

"I want you to care, it sounds like you have two digits." Xiaolu retorted back not to be outdone.

What's the situation?The scene is a little out of control.

Lin Ji looked at the overall situation in the last row, the competition for biology class representatives must be too fierce.

Zhao Zilu met his dazed eyes and smacked his lips: "Brother, have you never met our biology teacher? Life advice, give it first and ask later, you won't be disappointed." After saying this, he squinted his eyes again Added mysteriously: "I just graduated two years ago, and I don't have a boyfriend yet."

"It's true that I haven't seen it before. Is it very beautiful?" Now that I have said so, I don't need to think about it to know that the biology teacher must be very good-looking. Lin Ji really followed Xiaolu's words and asked.

"It's not just beautiful, it's all about gentleness, intelligence, youth, and good figure." Xiaolu was pointing her fingers at Lin Ji to count the teacher's merits with great interest, when a voice came from the podium, extinguishing him like cold water enthusiasm.

"The biology class representative is...Ming Han."

"Who?!" Zhao Zilu turned his head suddenly, no, he didn't even raise his hand.

There were more than one or two voices of protest in the classroom, and even Ming Han himself stopped doing the calculations.

what's the situation?

"Ming Han's biology score is the highest. Since the competition is so fierce, the one with the highest score will win." Guan Qi turned around and looked at the wall clock on the wall again, and while arranging the things in his hand, he smiled and said: "Okay, If there are no other questions, get ready to leave school, and the election of class leaders will wait for the next class meeting."

Of course there are other problems.

Ming Han suddenly took the blame, and endured the resentment of half of the male students in the class. He was eager to divert the blame, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a classmate beside him who was enjoying watching the fun.

Isn't this a ready-made high scorer?

Lin Ji noticed his eyes that didn't look like he was about to do something good, and hurriedly reached out his hand to block what he was about to say before he was shot while lying down.

"Hmm—" Ming Han only raised his hand but was unable to speak.

"Be honest, don't play tricks on me." Lin Ji smiled lightly, wrapping one hand around his neck and tightly covering his mouth with the other.

"En..." Ming Han leaned to the side and couldn't use his strength, he struggled several times without success.He could only watch the hands of the clock move, and finally pointed to the end of school time, and the brisk ringing of the bell echoed in the campus.

Amidst the creaking sounds of everyone leaving the class and messy desks and chairs, Lin Ji still maintained his gag, his eyes were filled with bright light, and he even gloated and said, "It's pretty good, my deskmate, the whole body Good luck is used in this kind of thing, congratulations."

"En——" Ming Han was angry and helpless, his sullen eyes would definitely speak at this moment.

Although it was silent, the people behind could understand it.

He said: Lin Ji, I'll go to you|Master.