I attacked the god of learning

"miss you!"

People all over the world have been suffering from clear soup for a long time!

Looking at Jian Xing's spoon, which was covered with red pepper oil.

Cheng Xinglin didn't even think about it, and directly moved his lips to Jian Xing's spoon.

His lips had been a little pale from the rain just now.

But after drinking the hot soup Chaoshou just now, she has already become rosy.

The moment Cheng Xinglin's lips and Jian Xing's spoon got closer and closer.

Jian Xing suddenly put the spoon away and stuffed it into his mouth.

He ate the Chao Shou stained with red oil in one bite.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin watched Jian Xing slowly chew a few times, and then swallowed the red oil.

Jian Xing's Adam's apple rolled, and after swallowing, he said to Cheng Xinglin, "Then you can think about it."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

He may not be human, but Jian Xing is really... really handsome!

Cheng Xinglin tried his best to suppress his urge to say that his crush was a dog, but he couldn't suppress the grievance in his heart.

The copy of the mouth flew away! ! !

And the mouth-watering red soup flew away! !

Is there still heaven and law in this world? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin looked aggrieved as Jian Xing put the spoon he just touched with his lips into his own soup.

Scooping up a spoonful of red soup, Jian Xing held the spoon and moved it to the top of Cheng Xinglin's bowl.

Tilt the spoon slightly.

The red soup flowed down the spoon he had eaten just now, and flowed into Cheng Xinglin's bowl.

In an instant, the clear soup in the lower left corner of Cheng Xinglin's bowl was covered with floating red.

The two colors blend together.

"A little bit." Jian Xing took back the spoon, "Satisfies the craving a little bit."

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...for a little while, to satisfy my hunger.

When Cheng Xinglin heard this sentence, he didn't know why, and his thoughts were lost in an instant.

What Jian Xing said, is it red soup, or... something else?

Cheng Xinglin quickly lowered his head, and began to drink the red soup.

In fact, he just ate the spicy strips today, and he didn't have any discomfort with the spicy taste.

But when he took a mouthful of red soup, Cheng Xinglin felt his entire mouth was on fire.

It made his lips redder.

"A little spicy?" Jian Xing asked.

"...Mmm." Cheng Xinglin nodded.

"Drink less if it's spicy—or scoop it back for me?"

Cheng Xinglin: "Cough-cough cough cough cough!!!"

Cheng Xinglin was startled by Jian Xing's words.

Jian Xing did not continue, but pulled a napkin and put it in Cheng Xinglin's hand.

Cheng Xinglin quickly took the napkin and lowered his head to wipe his mouth to cover up the red marks on his face.

The two of them ate the chaoshou.

It's raining a lot less outside.

"Senior, there is a taxi." Cheng Xinglin had just stepped out of the shop when he saw a taxi speeding past outside.

Just as Cheng Xinglin was about to raise his hand to stop the car, Jian Xing grabbed his schoolbag and walked back.

"If you don't take a taxi, I'll take you home first."

"Actually, there is no need..."

"Let's go."

Cheng Xinglin heard that Jian Xing's words were unquestionable, so he didn't say anything.

Follow him to the house.

When the two of them reached the alley, they heard a very faint "meow" sound, and then a kitten jumped out from under the air conditioner, first rubbed Cheng Xinglin's shoes, and then went to rub Jianxing's.

"Mimiba comes here to wait for you every night?" Jian Xing asked.

"Yes." As soon as Cheng Xinglin finished speaking, the kitten nimbly rubbed against his body.

Cheng Xinglin quickly bent his arms and hugged the kitten so it wouldn't fall.

"It accompanied me up." Cheng Xinglin said, "Senior, don't worry go back."

Only then did Jian Xing nod, squeezed the kitten's paw and said with a smile, "Then I'll hand him over to you."

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin walked into the dark corridor with Mimi Ba in his arms.

The voltage in the corridor was unstable, the lights flickered, small advertisements were posted on both sides, and there were spider webs on the walls for many years.

Cheng Xinglin walked on the stairs that were at least 40 years old, without looking back to see if Jian Xing was below.

He just couldn't bear to let Jane walk.

Although he knew that he could still see Jian Xing tomorrow.

And they've been spending a lot of time together lately.

but……

Cheng Xinglin carried the kitten up the stairs and finally reached his door.

He took out the key to open the door and pressed the light switch, only to find that the light was broken.

The lights of the city that had been drenched by the rain just now were bright.

It is the steaming and bright lights of Chaoshou shop.

The house is so deserted and gloomy.

Cheng Xinglin just sighed and was about to change his shoes.

The hand was indeed released—Mimi Ba jumped out of his arms.

Next, Mimi hurried to the window next to Cheng Xinglin's desk.

It turned into a puddle of liquid and squeezed out directly from the gap in the window, "jumping from the window to the shark".

Cheng Xinglin: "????"

Cheng Xinglin was startled, ran to the window, and threw it open.

The moment he opened the window, the warm street lights outside shone into his dark room.

Cheng Xinglin buried himself in the light and looked down, only to see that Mimiba had already jumped to the bottom floor along the outer wall of the air conditioner.

It has already retracted into Jian Xing's arms.

Jian Xing has been standing downstairs and did not leave.

Hearing the sound of the window opening, he raised his head and saw Cheng Xinglin just in time.

He waved to Cheng Xinglin, hugged the kitten and said to Cheng Xinglin, "Good night."

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After saying this, Jian Xing finally walked home with Mimiba in his arms.

Cheng Xinglin poked his head out quietly, lying between the green onions and garlic grown on his balcony, watching Jian Xing.

Jian Xing's school uniform was wet, and it was tied on the schoolbag with a knot.

Jian Xing only wore a white shirt, with his schoolbag slanted across his shoulders, and walked forward with the kitten in his arms.

The wet ground of the alley after rain, coupled with warm-toned street lights, set off the whole picture like an oil painting.

Cheng Xinglin saw that Jian Xing was gone, and then turned back to the room.

He changed the light bulb by the street lamp outside, and when Mimiba came back, he had already taken a shower.

Cheng Xinglin took a towel and wiped Mimi Ba's feet, then hugged it to himself and threw it on the bed.

Cheng Xinglin: "Brother, you haven't seen me all day, you don't know, I have really sublimated this day!!"

Cheng Xinglin didn't care if the kitten could understand or not, he just taught it a lesson.

Before completely annoying the kitten, Cheng Xinglin received a call from Xingshu.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly let go of the poor kitten, and started the video with Xingshu.

Cheng Xinglin talked to the future Jian Xing about what happened today.

Future Jianxing listened quietly, and finally smiled: "I feel that there seems to be very little I can help you with."

Cheng Xinglin felt that Future Jianxing's smile seemed a bit bitter.

He immediately said: "No, you have helped me a lot!"

Future Jianxing: "I didn't mean that..."

Future Jian Xing: "But this is also a good thing. If I show too much and the current Jian Xing does nothing, then he is not worth it."

Is this the strict requirement of the god of learning?

Cheng Xinglin was silent for a while, but finally said to Jian Xing in the future very seriously: "Jian Xing is not worth it."

Cheng Xinglin said seriously: "Jian Xing is the most worthwhile in the world."

Future Jianxing: "..."

In the future, Jian Xing hadn't had time to respond to Cheng Xinglin, but he heard a notification from Cheng Xinglin that there was a new message from the penguin.

Cheng Xinglin operated his mobile phone and clicked on it. Just after taking a look, his eyebrows frowned: "How did he send me a message?"

"Who sent you a message?" Future Jianxing asked.

"Campus confession wall?"

The campus confession wall sends things to my personal account.

Cheng Xinglin felt very strange.

He still clicked on the account, and after clicking on it, he found that the wall had sent him more than a dozen video messages.

Cheng Xinglin was in a video call, so he couldn't click to open it.

But you can also tell by looking at the previews—these videos were secretly shot in various places in the school. Judging by the posture, it should be a program of other people's cultural festivals.

Just as Cheng Xinglin was looking at the preview.

The campus confession wall sent him another message—【Watch other people's programs, and then watch your own, people who are better than you, have worked harder than you. 】

[The pass rate of one-third of the selection on Friday, don't be wishful thinking. 】

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This kind of information, you don't need to think too much about who sent it.

Cheng Xinglin felt a little ironic - speaking of Xin Zhuo, he still has some abilities.

Otherwise, while being a good student in the Qingbei class, while organizing the student union, he would also secretly take pictures and engage in scheming.

It is that he may not be able to do it concurrently.

Cheng Xinglin was looking at these few messages with downcast eyes, when he suddenly heard Future Jianxing who was in a video call on the phone asking, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xinglin dismissed the chat box on the campus confession wall, and said to Future Jianxing: "It's nothing, it's just that someone sent me other people's cultural festival programs, probably to say that others are good but I'm bad, and want me to quit Bar."

"This kind of person is actually..." Jian Xing subconsciously wanted to comfort him in the future.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hand.

"...?" Future Jian Xing shut up, with doubts on his face.

"Teacher Xing." Cheng Xinglin raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, I don't take this kind of person to heart. If you face difficulties, you don't need to retreat. The last word is to overcome difficulties."

"Pass the preliminaries and slap them in the face!"

Seeing Cheng Xinglin so full of energy.

The future Jian Xing couldn't help but smile, and said sincerely: "Brother Lin is always awesome."

·

"That must be!" Cheng Xinglin smiled.

"Brother Lin, do you need my help?" Future Jianxing asked with a smile.

"No need." Cheng Xinglin patted Future Jianxing on the head, "Brother Lin can't always rely on his wife."

In the future, Jane suddenly became his wife Xing, and smiled: "Okay. So what is Brother Lin going to do now? Watch the video and analyze the strengths and weaknesses of others?"

"How can that be?" Cheng Xinglin said immediately, "Isn't this unfair competition?"

After all, Friday is a selective competition.

To ensure the fairness of the competition, everyone should not know each other's programs.

If he looked at it casually, he would basically become Xin Zhuo's kind of person.

So Cheng Xinglin was going to delete the video and not watch it.

However, before deleting, Cheng Xinglin still asked Future Jianxing: "By the way, running script, do you know how to record the screen to prove that I didn't watch it?"

"First record Beijing time, then record with traffic, click to start the video one by one, if it prompts you to stream, whether to continue playing, it means that you have never cached these videos."

Beijing time proves that Cheng Xinglin was about to delete the video when he saw it, and he didn't have time to complete things like watching it and then deleting the cache.

Cheng Xinglin gave Future Jianxing a thumbs-up, and then saved the evidence, and under the screen recording, he clearly deleted all the friends on the campus confession wall.

After making all the preparations, Cheng Xinglin sent a message to Hang Yitong, asking him to find out who was behind the campus confession wall.

Defenses can not do without.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to pretend that nothing happened after bullying him.

After doing all this, Cheng Xinglin still sighed.

Future Jianxing: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xinglin: "Although I boldly said not to compete unfairly, I still picked it up."

Future Jianxing laughed: "What did you find?"

Cheng Xinglin: "Although I just looked at the preview, I also discovered the fact that most of these programs should be singing, dancing or stage plays."

Future Jianxing: "Yes."

Cheng Xinglin: "In other words, my program is quite original in terms of genre."

Cheng Xinglin: "So I have a great chance of winning. The next step is to work hard."

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin immediately took out the coil book from his schoolbag and prepared to go out.

Mimiba was lying next to her food bowl, and fell asleep in a state of eating and sleeping at the same time.

But when he heard Cheng Xinglin's voice, he immediately raised his head and glanced at him.

Future Jianxing on the phone also asked, "Where are you going?"

"Sleep and forget to eat and study." Cheng Xinglin said.

Future Jane: "?"

Cheng Xinglin shook the coil book: "Actually, I'm going to the rooftop to continue practicing."

With that said, Cheng Xinglin took his mobile phone and coil book, went up the stairs next to his cabin to the top floor, ran to the rooftop, and started to practice more.

After the rain cleared and the moon came out, Cheng Xinglin took advantage of the moonlight and began to practice to death.

What happened that night did not affect Cheng Xinglin's confidence.

Just let him adjust the level of effort from: very hard, to forgetting to eat and sleep.

Although he is the only one of this type of program.

However, this does not mean that his type of program will definitely be retained when selecting candidates.

Therefore, Cheng Xinglin's requirement for himself is to keep improving.

Yun Ruolan checks on him twice a day.

Basically, it was a witness that Cheng Xinglin took off from the spot and made rapid progress.

By the time of the spot check at noon on Thursday, Yun Ruolan didn't say anything about Cheng Xinglin's opinion.

"Very good." Yun Ruolan nodded.

"Then Teacher Yun, what is the direction of my efforts now...?"

Yun Ruolan thought for a while: "You can continue to practice in the current direction and you will be fine - but there is an objective factor that may affect your stage."

Cheng Xinglin: "What factor?"

"Review the factor of the venue."

What does this matter?

Cheng Xinglin didn't understand.

Yun Ruolan explained to Cheng Xinglin: "Different venues and different stage sizes will have a certain impact on the results."

Cheng Xinglin silently lowered his eyelashes—yes, he hasn't thought of this yet.

He doesn't have any stage experience. After changing venues, changes in stage size and space will limit his performance.

He may not be able to play at the level he is practicing now.

Yun Ruolan rubbed her eye sockets, and said a little tiredly: "I've been busy with my daughter's affairs recently, otherwise I would usually know the venue..."

Cheng Xinglin immediately said: "There is no teacher, so don't say that—the impact is not that big, I'll practice in a few more venues and adapt to various situations."

Yun Ruolan looked at Cheng Xinglin.

She could see that—in fact, Cheng Xinglin wasn't completely unnerved.

On the contrary, Cheng Xinglin was also very worried about this sudden change.

But in this case, he didn't feel "mourned" at all, and immediately came up with a solution, and even tried to comfort himself.

Yun Ruolan couldn't help but smiled helplessly.

A child who can force himself too much and is too sensible really makes people feel distressed.

"The sharp edge of the sword is sharpened." Yun Ruolan thought for a while, and just said, "The teacher is optimistic about you."

"Must." Cheng Xinglin nodded.

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin bid farewell to the teacher. On the way back to the classroom, he briefly thought about the next thing to do.

First of all, the countdown to the audit is only one and a half days away, so from now on, his first task is to adapt to various venues.

At the same time, he was also going to ask if anyone knew which auditing room it was - he estimated that everyone in the school who had a program was asking about it, and it didn't involve unfair competition or anything.

Cheng Xinglin returned to the classroom while planning, and just as he returned, he saw Hang Yitong come out with a basketball in his arms.

Hang Yitong saw Cheng Xinglin walking towards the classroom, so he quickly grabbed him: "Hey Brother Lin, where are you going? Isn't the first period in the afternoon a physical education class?"

Is it physical education?

That was a coincidence, a natural practice time.

Cheng Xinglin took the coil book and went downstairs with Hang Yitong. After a brief meeting, he grabbed the coil book and wanted to run.

"Brother Lin, you don't want to play basketball with us!" Hang Yitong grabbed him.

"Definitely next time." Cheng Xinglin said, and wanted to turn around gracefully.

"No, no, Brother Lin, don't be so stressed..." Hang Yitong stopped him again.

"Am I stressed?" Cheng Xinglin was taken aback.

Hang Yitong nodded silently.

In just a few days, Cheng Xinglin had dark circles under his beautiful eyes.

In the past two days, Cheng Xinglin has become visibly haggard.

Although she was haggard, she was discussed by school girls as having the charm of a "sick beauty".

But as a friend, Hang Yitong couldn't bear it anyway.

"That's right." Cheng Xinglin patted Hang Yitong's shoulder, "When there is pressure, there is motivation. Your Brother Lin is about to ascend."

Just as Cheng Xinglin was about to run away for the second time, he turned around, but was stopped by a tall boy.

The boy holding the basketball has wheat-colored skin.

Competition class, Pan Yangwen.

"Pan Shen?" Cheng Xinglin didn't hesitate at all, and asked directly, "Aren't you a physical education class in this class? Why are you here?"

This simple schedule is familiar enough...

Pan Yangwen complained silently in his heart, but just nodded: "Yes, this class is a self-study class."

"Oh……"

Cheng Xinglin understood.

Some time in their competition class can be arranged independently. It is not difficult to come down and shoot basketball when you are tired from studying.

Cheng Xinglin nodded, and pointed to some tall boys on the basketball court for Pan Shen: "That's the basketball school team over there, Pan Shen cheers."

"Hey, wait a minute—" Pan Yangwen grabbed Cheng Xinglin who was about to leave, feeling aggrieved, "They won't fight me..."

"why?"

"They just made a request, saying that they won't fight unless I persuade you to join in a 5v5 game."

Facing Pan Yangwen's aggrieved scumbag face, Cheng Xinglin calmly pushed his hand away and said, "No, I want to practice."

"Play a game of basketball, it won't affect your practice."

"Influence." Cheng Xinglin was very calm, "I need to practice."

After all, Cheng Xinglin left Pan Shen coldly, ready to find a place to practice.

Pan Yangwen looked at Cheng Xinglin's back, saw him take two steps, and said, "Hey——if you beat me, I'll tell you a gossip, okay?"

"not interested."

"You are definitely interested!!!" Pan Yangwen said, "It's about reviewing classrooms on Friday."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Well he's still really interested.

Pan Yangwen continued to lobby: "This is first-hand information. If you hear it late, the classroom may be out of applications."

But in fact, he didn't need to say so much, Cheng Xinglin had already turned around: "Is this true? You didn't lie to me?"

"Oh, how dare I lie to you." Pan Yangwen said, "I'm at the same table as Jian Xing." If he talks nonsense to Cheng Xinglin, then Jian Xing can't just kill him when he goes back.

For his own calculus, Pan Shen was also afraid.

Cheng Xinglin blushed for a moment, but nodded: "Stop talking——I accept your challenge."

"That's right."

Pan Yangwen laughed and threw the ball directly towards Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hand, wanting to grab the basketball thrown by Pan Yangwen.

But the basketball flew past his body, and before Cheng Xinglin scolded him for his skills, Cheng Xinglin heard the sound of the basketball falling into someone's palm.

Jian Xing's cold voice sounded behind Cheng Xinglin.

"Yes, we accept his challenge."

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Cheng Xinglin was so frightened that he jumped to the side, but he just turned his head and looked at Jian Xing who suddenly appeared in astonishment.

Jian Xing looked at Pan Shen coldly, grasping the ball tightly with five fingers, and asked: "Now I'm asking you something, do I have to bet so much effort?"

"Yeah." Pan Yangwen nodded, "Are you afraid of losing to me, son?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Damn, if you scold him, you can lower your eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye.

Scolding his future wife is unbearable.

Who is your son, I am your father.

Cheng Xinglin snatched the ball from Jian Xing directly, raised his hand and threw a three-pointer into the basket, and said provocatively, "Who is afraid of whom?"

Cheng Xinglin's ball fell from the basket and was caught by the captain of the school team under the basket.

Then, without further ado, a few students who usually played a lot with Cheng Xinglin gathered together to form a 5v5 team automatically.

If you look carefully, there is also Luo Yueyue inside.

However, she joined Pan Yangwen's team.

Seeing girls joining, the captain of the school team almost burst into tears.

"Mr. Luo, you are finally helping me this time." The captain of the school team wept with joy.

Luo Yueyue is 1.7 meters five, and her basketball skills are super strong, if it is not that basketball games do not recognize psychological gender.Naluo Yueyue can definitely go out with the men's team.

Facing the captain of the school team who was crying with joy, Luo Yueyue: "Stop talking nonsense and drive quickly."

The cultural and entertainment committee member very consciously tied his coat around his waist.

The scoreboard was pulled over with a clatter.

War is imminent.

The starting lineup was Pan Yangwen. The captain of the school team made a long pass. As soon as Pan Yangwen got the ball, Cheng Xinglin yelled, "Bring it to you."

Then he turned around flexibly and snatched the ball from Pan Yangwen.

Cheng Xinglin took the ball and started to hit the basket.

But the captain of the school team had already seen Cheng Xinglin's movements, and surrounded him, almost clinging to Cheng Xinglin to defend him.

Breakthrough is impossible in this case.

Cheng Xinglin tried to use a fake move and tricked the captain of the school team once.

However, their main force is here to defend him.

Cheng Xinglin guessed that he would not be able to keep the basketball, so he took two shots and looked up at his teammates.

About half a basketball court away from him, Jian Xing stretched out his arms, motioning for Cheng Xinglin to pass it to him.

This route should have been unimpeded.

But Pan Yangwen, relying on his understanding of Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin, kept staring at them.

As soon as Cheng Xinglin raised his head, Pan Yangwen had already run towards Jian Xing.

Laughing to death, I can't run over at all.

The moment Pan Yangwen raised his foot, Cheng Xinglin straightened his forearm and threw the ball to Jian Xing.

In the next second, Jian Xing took the ball into his hands, and he didn't need to pause for a second, he just threw it with a three-pointer.

The parabola draws a very shallow white streak in the air.

Then the basketball goes into the frame.

The referee who didn't know when the chaos broke in blew his whistle.

His whistle was—almost drowned out by the screams of the girl next to him.

So fucking handsome, so fucking handsome, so fucking handsome! ! ! !

It's worth it, it's worth it, it's worth it, it's worth it, it's worth it! ! !

The god of learning and the school bully didn't look like they were playing basketball for the first time.

The tacit cooperation makes people feel as if they have honed in the basketball school team for three years.

But the next moment, their screams became louder.

Because they saw Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin come together, after high-fiving, they exchanged places.

The screams that followed grew louder.

The brain waves of Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing seem to be connected together by nature, and their tactics cooperate tacitly, rushing for points crazily.

If it wasn't for the other party, it would be a few members of the school team and Pan Yangwen and Luo Yueyue, who played basketball very well.

They may have already drawn a huge point difference.

But it is precisely because the strength of the opponent is also quite strong.

The score has never been able to open.

The last 1 minutes.

Cheng Xinglin's team was even two points behind Pan Yangwen's team.

The last half minute.

Jian Xing made a long pass to Cheng Xinglin who was near the two-point line.

Cheng Xinglin caught and dribbled the ball, then took off and shot, and the basketball was thrown into the basket.

The score is tied.

The last 15 seconds.

When Cheng Xinglin grabbed the basketball, he followed suit with a long pass to Jian Xing.

Jian Xing dribbled the ball straight to the three-pointer, then took off and made a three-pointer.

The basketball is firmly in the frame.

Jian Xing landed gracefully.

The referee blew the whistle, and the group Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin won by three points.

Cheng Xinglin ran towards Jian Xing excitedly, and he stretched out his hand to give Jian Xing a high-five.

But the next moment, Jian Xing held his palm and pulled him towards her.

Cheng Xinglin was caught off guard.

The next moment, he felt his shoulder bump into Jian Xing's.

"Exercise, the pressure won't be so great, right?" Jian Xing whispered in his ear.

indeed.

Before Cheng Xinglin, he had been holding a breath in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

But when he charged on the basketball court just now, he didn't think about tomorrow's audit, the stage, and other things.

Feeling strangely relaxed.

Cheng Xinglin nodded to Jian Xing, then turned to look at Pan Yangwen: "Shen Pan, I won the challenge, now it's your turn to speak."

Pan Yangwen didn't speak.

He just hugged the basketball, and slowly turned his gaze to Jian Xing who was next to Cheng Xinglin.

"Someone took the trouble to set up such a game." Pan Yangwen said, "Let's let him have the highlight moment."