My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

Shen Xing raised his eyebrows knowingly, knowing that Jiang Huang was getting more and more enthusiastic, so he simply didn't say anything, leaned over to pick up the marker pen from the ground, put it on the hood of the car and pushed it to Jiang Huang: "Take it .”

He opened the car door, took out the materials left on the car just now, and asked casually while locking the car: "Are you still going to class?"

Jiang Huang had been waiting for Shen Xing to scold him. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he felt a little uncomfortable. He said "Oh" awkwardly, and put the marker pen into his schoolbag, but he didn't intend to move.

Shen Xing looked at him: "Why, didn't you paint enough?"

Jiang Huang wasn't stupid enough to want to commit crimes against the wind, he just didn't want to go with Shen Xingyi because he felt awkward.

Moreover, he thought that Shen Xingyi's words just now were suspected of slandering his innocence, so he retorted: "What do you mean I didn't paint enough? I didn't paint it at all, okay?"

Shen Xingyi said "Yes", "You should be glad you didn't paint it on."

After speaking, he left without any intention of going with Jiang Huang.

Looking at his back, Jiang Huang belatedly realized that his awkwardness just now was completely meaningless.

When Jiang Huang entered the classroom, Shen Xingyi had already opened the roster and stood on the podium. The clear sunlight fell on him through the grid of the window. A simple white shirt could also be worn from shoulder to shoulder and waist to waist. Even if Jiang Huang really didn't like Shen Xingyi, he had to admit that he was extremely handsome.

Zhou Huai waved at Jiang from the second row by the window, mouthing, "Brother Jiang, here!"

Jiang Huang walked over, shook his schoolbag off his shoulders, and sat down loosely: "Sit this way?"

"I want to ask the teacher assistant a question, so sit here and be close to him." Zhou Huai pointed to the empty seat in the front row, and Jiang Huang saw a tablet computer on the table, densely packed with English letters and mathematical formulas on the screen.

unlucky.Jiang Huang shook his head, but he couldn't say anything. After all, Zhou Huai took the seat for him, so he couldn't pick and choose.

Shen Xing came down from the podium after one o'clock. Jiang Huang was listening to the class with his head up, but as soon as Shen Xing came into his sight, he began to look around to avoid eye contact with the other party, which would make him feel awkward .

But Shen Xingyi didn't understand what he meant, and stopped beside him, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said in a low voice, "Listen well."

The few people who were closer to them heard it, and turned their heads to look at Jiang Huang. Jiang Huang felt a few words fell into his ears, including "failing" and "delay".

He gritted his teeth, and subconsciously wanted to reply to Shen Xing, "You don't care." Zhou Huai, who was next to him, quickly elbowed him. He thought that Zhou Huai still wanted to ask Shen Xing a question, so he took it for the sake of the other party. Enduring it abruptly, he sat up straighter, pretending to focus on the blackboard, only the slightly stiff back line leaked a little emotion.

Shen Xingyi didn't know that Jiang Huang would have so many mental activities, but just saw that he was not listening carefully, so he casually reminded him, and then sat back in his seat and continued to read his literature.

But Jiang Huang didn't intend to just let it go, he felt that Shen Xingyi did it on purpose, pretending to let him off in the morning, but actually wanted to find another opportunity to take revenge.

Then of course he will take revenge.

Since he was still in class, he couldn't provoke Shen Xingyi directly, so he could only think of ways to turn around.

Jiang Huang took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing, Zhou Huai leaned over to look at it, but he pushed it back.

Soon Shen Xingyi's phone vibrated, he glanced at it casually, and then the expression on his face became inexplicable.

Someone sent him an emoticon package through the air. A small animal of unknown type had three question marks on its head, and there was a sentence underneath——

"Excuse me, are you Aristotle's sister, Jeanne Mastos?"

Shen Xingyi felt that some student must have sent the wrong message, so he simply rejected it.

However, the other party sent messages one after another, proving that he was aiming at him.

"The world's most irritable."

"The other person ignored you and farted on you."

"Thank you for adding a little anger to my ordinary life."

Shen Xingyi was basically sure who it was, he coughed with a sullen face, and sent Jiang Huang a message on WeChat: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Huang pretended to be innocent: "What happened to me?"

Shen Xingyi said, "You know it yourself."

Jiang Huang: "I don't know."

Jiang Huang: "Don't accuse good people."

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Shen Xing reminded: "Didn't you send those pictures over?"

Jiang Huang continued to play dumb: "What picture? Someone passed you some nonsense?"

Shen Xingyi didn't want to talk to him anymore, but Jiang Huang still replied unrelentingly: "Hey, have you seen the name of that person clearly, it shouldn't be me? How about this, I will pair with you using Bluetooth, you can see if it is I."

"No need." Shen Xingyi didn't pay attention to the ID that sent him the emoji just now, but after thinking about it, he knew that Jiang Huang must have a new trick to play, so he flatly refused.

However, in the next second, a notification was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone: "A overlord pig requests to be paired with you."

Shen Xing put the phone upside down on the table, turned his head and gave Jiang Huang a cold look.

Before Jiang Huang could respond, Zhou Huai was taken aback. After Shen Xing turned back, he lowered his voice and asked Jiang Huang cautiously, "Brother Jiang, why did you offend the senior assistant?"

"You should ask him how he offended me again." Jiang Huang said angrily.

Although the two of them communicated with breath, Shen Xingyi still heard it clearly. He thought that Jiang Huang was making trouble out of nothing, but he didn't expect to provoke him himself.

Shen Xing frowned. He didn't think there was anything wrong with letting the other party listen to the class well. Are these kids so ignorant now?

He felt the need to talk to Jiang Huang, and stood up as soon as the get out of class bell rang, grabbed Jiang Huang's wrist and dragged him out.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Huang wanted to break free, but Shen Xingyi was stronger than him, and a small struggle was useless at all, and he didn't want to be the focus of others' attention, so he had to be dragged out of the classroom.

As soon as Shen Xing came to a quiet place in the corridor, he shook his hand vigorously and let go of Jiang Huang.

Jiang Huang was staggered a few steps to the side by the inertia. He rubbed his wrist with red marks, raised his head and said, "Are you sick?"

Shen Xingyi didn't argue with him, and said straight to the point: "Can you stop being so childish."

"Why am I naive?" Jiang Huang retorted.

Shen Xing approached him a step expressionlessly, and the shadow shrouded him: "Isn't it good to put all these thoughts on studying? Do you want to graduate?"

The word "graduation" hit Jiang Huang's sore spot, and he recalled the scene of being stared at and whispered in the morning, and suddenly became angry: "Graduation, graduation, why do you always talk about my delay? Do you find this interesting?"

Shen Xingyi noticed that Jiang Huang used "you".

It's not difficult to guess the mind of the kid in his early twenties. He quickly remembered that someone seemed to have talked about Jiang Huang after finishing his name.

It turned out to be angry.

"Now you know how uncomfortable it is? Why don't you study well?" Shen Xing softened his tone when he thought of Jiang Huang asking himself math questions on the sleep phone as Shake, "Obviously he can study hard, can't he?"

Jiang Huang keenly caught the unobvious softness in his voice, and his confidence was not so strong when he contradicted him: "... I want you to take care of it."

Shen Xingyi looked at him: "I don't want to worry about it either, but I'm your teaching assistant this semester. The teacher means that he doesn't want you to fail your subjects any longer. I don't think you want to fail your subjects either. Can't you be more obedient?"

After a pause, he said, "In the final analysis, graduation is your own business. You should think carefully about whether you want to continue like this."

He turned and left without waiting for Jiang Huang's response.

Jiang Huang only went back when class was about to start, and Shen Xingyi was still sitting in the first row and didn't look up at him.

"Brother Jiang, your phone vibrated just now. It seems that someone sent you a message. Take a look." Seeing Jiang Huang's return, Zhou Huai pointed to his phone on the table.

Jiang Huang nodded indiscriminately, and after unlocking the screen, he saw that it was the counselor who sent him a message: "Jiang Huang, do you have time, come and find me in the office after class."

Jiang Huang originally wanted to return to "no time", but he knew that the counselor had worried a lot because of his delay in graduation. She was also a young girl from 27. I heard that she was the daughter of a professor in the school, and she was like an old mother every day. It must be a last resort to catch himself caring, it's not easy for anyone, he'd better go and forget it.

He replied: "Okay, I will go there after class."

After class, he took out the homework for Saturday tutoring from his bag, and put it on the table without saying a word when passing by Shen Xingyi.

As soon as Shen Xing took it, he didn't mean to say anything. In fact, he didn't have much expectation for the child's ideological awareness. He didn't expect that he could complete the ideological reform work with a few words. Make less mistakes.

Jiang Huang went to the counselor's office. The counselor first asked him how he was doing with a pleasant face, and he didn't get angry after getting a perfunctory answer. He told him not to feel pressure, as long as he studied hard, he would definitely be able to graduate smoothly.

"Oh." Jiang Huang said.

The counselor probably wanted to motivate him again, and said: "I know you don't like advanced mathematics, but you are learning these things now to realize your ideals in the future. Do you think so? You should have ideals, right?"

Jiang Huang nodded: "Yes, my ideal is not to learn advanced mathematics."

The counselor choked for a moment, sighed after a long while, and changed the subject: "Actually, I have something to ask you for today. I think you have a lot of spare time this semester. I want to introduce you to a part-time job, and the task is not enough. Seriously, it’s just to read a picture book to a preschool child, and the money is quite a lot, do you think you’d like it?”

Jiang Huang was moved by "the money was quite a lot": "Okay."

The counselor said "hmm": "Then I will send you the time and place. This child is a relative of a doctor's family brought by my father, and he knows everything. I don't worry if you go."