I attacked the god of learning

Cheng Xinglin, who was lying on the bed just now, drowsy, suddenly sat up when he thought of this.

In other words... This seems to be the first time he and Jian Xing are dating to go out on weekends.

Although we played together at the amusement park last week.

But that is only after work, using free time to go.

This kind of serious date is about to go somewhere together in the morning.

It's really... the first time.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't sleep anymore, he quickly got up from the bed and ran to the closet.

For the first date, you should dress yourself up more or less seriously.

Cheng Xinglin opened his cabinet and found——

Okay, except for that allbck outfit, his wardrobe is still school uniforms, except for school uniforms.

They are all half-old and not new.

Why should you have expectations for your wardrobe.

It is said that if I knew that I would go out for a "date" tomorrow, I would just save the new clothes for tomorrow.

Cheng Xinglin closed the closet with a little disappointment, and lay back on the bed.

Cheng Xinglin originally thought that he would be troubled for a long time before falling asleep.

But the truth is, because he was so sleepy and tired, he fell asleep drowsily not long after lying on the bed.

The next day.

Cheng Xinglin put on that all suit and went to the light rail station.

He got off the train after two stops, and stood on the platform without leaving the station, waiting for Jian Xing to come and gather.

The light rail station at Cheng Xinglin Station is semi-outdoor.

The morning sun fell on his wrists in a slash, adding some warmth to the all-black suit.

A few trendy-dressed young girls walked by him, glanced at him by chance, and then froze. Later, they didn't even get on the light rail, and stood beside Cheng Xinglin, waiting with him.

After three light rail trips, Jian Xing, holding a bottle of milk, came up from the top of the stairs.

Jian Xing was walking very calmly, but the moment he saw Cheng Xinglin, he quickened his pace and walked quickly to Cheng Xinglin's side.

Jian Xing hurried over and walked to Cheng Xinglin's side before he was finally free to confirm the time.

Jian Xing glanced at the electronic screen——

I clearly arrived 10 minutes early.

"It's so early, have you had breakfast?" Jian Xing asked.

"Eat, eat." Cheng Xinglin said immediately.

"Then drink the milk." Jian Xing handed the milk to Cheng Xinglin.

"Senior drinks it himself! I don't eat the senior's breakfast!" Cheng Xinglin immediately refused.

"This is not my breakfast." Jian Xing directly stuffed the bottle of milk into Cheng Xinglin's hand, "This was originally bought for you."

Cheng Xinglin: "Oh..."

Jian Xing: "There are small biscuits in the bag, eat them when you get off the light rail."

In the past, Jianxing's bag would not contain these things. Wherever he went, he would either bring a book and a pen, or simply take nothing at all.

It was after he got to know Cheng Xinglin that he installed these.

Cheng Xinglin took Jian Xing's milk bottle and took a sip.

There happened to be a light rail coming, and the two of them got on the train and looked for a place to sit.

"Did you finish the paper last night?" Jian Xing asked after getting into the car.

"It's done." Cheng Xinglin thought that Jian Xing might want to read it, so he took the paper with him in the morning, and after hearing what Jian Xing said, he hurriedly took out the paper to him.

Jian Xing unfolded the paper and looked carefully. Cheng Xinglin sat next to Jian Xing, looking at the paper nervously, as if he was waiting for Jian Xing's trial.

The two of them communicated normally, but the heart of the girl next to her was about to be cut off.

What is she like! ! !To be able to see such a handsome date scene.

What a fairy sight this is.

Jian Xing put down the test paper, he was broken just now, as if it was just like what Cheng Xinglin said.

The correct rate has indeed reached more than 80.00%.

"Very well done." Jian Xing returned the paper to Cheng Xinglin.

"It's because the paper is easier this time."

Jian Xing nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly found a few girls holding up their mobile phones and taking pictures of them.

Jian Xing didn't really dislike this kind of candid photography, so he didn't say anything, but just withdrew his gaze.

Cheng Xinglin was a little uncomfortable.

It's not that he's uncomfortable being photographed, but... how should I put it, when being photographed, Cheng Xinglin remembered that every time he and Jian Xing were photographed, it was this suit.

It seems somewhat monotonous and static.

but.

This is not something Cheng Xinglin can solve now.

So he just thought about it for a second, then temporarily put the matter behind him, lifted the lid of the milk and took a sip.

When Cheng Xinglin was about to screw the manuscript back, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a line of black printing inside the milk lid.

Cheng Xinglin picked up the cover to look at it, and at this moment, the light rail arrived at the station, and Jian Xing stood up.

"Let's go, get off the bus." Jian Xing turned to look at Cheng Xinglin, "What are you looking at?"

The door of the light rail car opened slowly, Cheng Xinglin picked up the milk lid and showed it to Jian Xing: "Look, I won the lottery."

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The winning code is laser-printed on the bottle cap in the form of the winning code, and the reward cannot be seen from the winning code alone.

But next to the light rail station is Lawson, just walk in and look for the shop assistant to scan it.

The clerk took the bottle cap handed over by Cheng Xinglin, scanned it, and showed a surprised expression: "Ah, little brother, you are lucky. The drop rate of this medal is very low. Every store in the country only distributes three."

"Three?" Cheng Xinglin grasped the quantifier, "What is it?"

"It's a milk bear we designed ourselves." The clerk found a white milk bear from under his counter.

The little bear is only the size of a palm, but it is fluffy and white, and it is really cute.

"There is a pin on the back of this one." The clerk took the bear and introduced it to Cheng Xinglin, "The handsome guy can pin it on his bag."

"Do not."

It was Jian Xing who spoke, and he reached out and took the little bear given to them by the clerk.

With that said, Jian Xing opened the pin lock on the back of Little Bear, and then he directly pulled Cheng Xinglin's shirt jacket.

Cheng Xinglin: "???"

Cheng Xinglin was pulled forward by Jian Xing, and his shirt jacket was lifted to reveal his delicate collarbone.

But Jian Xing just lowered his head and focused on locking the little bear on the top pocket of Cheng Xinglin's shirt.

After locking it, Jian Xing conveniently helped Cheng Xinglin button the shirt.

Patting the tip of Little Bear's brown nose, Jian Xing looked at Cheng Xinglin with a smile: "Okay, now, it's another new dress."

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

In front of Cheng Xinglin was a microwave oven. From the limited reflection of the microwave oven, he could see the appearance of his clothes now.

Allbck, who was so cool just now, became a little cute after adding the milk bear Rosen.

It's still the kind of cuteness after the cool guy gets picked up by his three-year-old little sister and has to be pampered.

but……

Cheng Xinglin's happiest part was not how his clothes looked.

He didn't know why there was such a coincidence.

In fact, his entanglement with this dress is only a little bit, even if he doesn't think about it carefully, he can't remember this entanglement.

But there were so many coincidences that made Jian Xing say that he had new clothes.

Jian Xing could also feel that Cheng Xinglin seemed to be suddenly happy.

Although he didn't know why, Cheng Xinglin was happy, and he was also in a good mood.

The two people in a good mood left Lawson, went outside, and went to sweep the electric car - Xu Qiongfei's residence was in the villa area on the mountain.

It takes at least 10 minutes to walk.

The two were riding on the mountain road in the early morning, and the dew that had not subsided brought a grassy wind.

Puts you in a good mood.

Not long after, the two rode to the gate of Xu Qiongfei's villa.

Last night, Jian Xing asked his father to arrange a meeting, so he was not polite and knocked on the door directly.

There was a "coming" voice from inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, it was not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of wheels rolling by.

Cheng Xinglin frowned, feeling not very good.

Sure enough, the next moment, the door was opened, and Xu Qiongfei, who was wearing a Chinese-style cardigan and looked very fairy-like, was sitting in a wheelchair.

The lower leg was covered in plaster.

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Very good, the water stopped flowing when the knife was cut off. I asked a teacher to teach the martial arts stage, and the teacher broke his leg.

How can this be done? ? ?

Isn't it the so-called house leak that happens to rain all night? ? ?

Perhaps Cheng Xinglin's expression was too exciting, Xu Qiongfei fully understood what he meant.

Xu Qiongfei raised his head and asked, "Son of Jian's family, you didn't tell him about my situation."

Jian Xing: "I forgot."

Xu Qiongfei: "Forget it, anyway, I already know it after looking at it this way, classmate Cheng, this is for you."

With that said, Xu Qiongfei pulled out a sword from the back of his wheelchair and handed it to Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

What do you mean, let him kill himself? ?

"Hold it." Xu Qiongfei saw that he didn't move, "This is your important prop for today, take it quickly, we will practice the movements in the morning and arrange the whole program in the afternoon."

Xu Qiongfei was worried: "Are you good at fighting? This sword dance is very difficult. After a training session on body coordination, you can even make gestures to bluff people. If you don't coordinate your body, it's completely cool."

"It's no problem to dominate a school." Jian Xing said.

Xu Qiongfei: "Oh, that's totally OK."

OK what OK.Cheng Xinglin didn't feel OK at all.

Cheng Xinglin thought for a long time, and finally asked: "Teacher, your legs...and practice on stage?"

"Legs are not important, as long as you have sword energy in your heart, you will be invincible."

Cheng Xinglin: "?"

Xu Qiongfei laughed loudly: "Just kidding, I made an agreement with Jian Xing last night, and he will help you guide the movements later."

"Senior...?"

"Well, don't look at him like this. In fact, he learned a lot of martial arts when he was a child, and he was born in a class of eight classics. Later, he stopped learning martial arts and studied mathematics. He was very depraved."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Senior, have you also learned martial arts?

I feel that I have a deeper understanding of the seniors today.

Xu Qiongfei stopped letting them talk nonsense and led them into his villa.

Xu Qiongfei has a huge empty room, although it is not as big as the school auditorium, but it is more than double the size of the music classroom.

In the morning, according to Xu Qiongfei's instructions, I taught a few basic movements of sword dancing.

He can also do this part in a wheelchair. Xu Qiongfei will describe the leg movements, and then Jian Xing will do it first according to his "graduated background" experience, and then show it to Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin was worthy of being a school bully, so he learned these things very quickly.

Before it was time for dinner, I finished my morning tasks.

Since there was still time in the morning, Xu Qiongfei didn't waste it, and drove the two of them out in his own electric wheelchair - to the square in the villa area.

This square is very big, it is already as big as Cheng Xinglin's school auditorium.

Xu Qiongfei explained to Cheng Xinglin: "I have been to the auditorium of your school, and it is about this big. Now my side is the auditorium, and there is an LED screen behind it. I will practice here in the afternoon."

Cheng Xinglin nodded.

"Stage arrangement, I've already come out, I'll explain it to you now, you may not understand, then Jian Xing will try to understand it, and show it to Cheng Xinglin later, understand?"

Jian Xing also nodded.

Then Xu Qiongfei talked about it, including where to do what actions, how to transition, and when to read poems, all told Cheng Xinglin.

After speaking, Xu Qiongfei was afraid that Cheng Xinglin would not understand, so Jian Xing, who was just about to direct the "graduated", danced in the morning.

But Cheng Xinglin had already stepped up.

He didn't hold a sword in his hand, and moved once as Xu Qiongfei said just now.

Then he asked Xu Qiongfei: "Teacher, am I right?"

"Yes." Xu Qiongfei's eyes lit up, and he threw the sword up, "Now add this thing, continue to try."

Cheng Xinglin took the prop sword, returned to the starting point, and began to practice.

He was wearing a set of trendy fashion cards and danced swords on the square. When the sword stabbed and stabbed, the little bear on his chest jumped up and down.

Looks too cute to fly.

Jian Xing couldn't hide his smile, and the people passing by couldn't help but stop and watch.

There were also some very young girls who came over and crowded around and chattered quietly.

"What's going on, what's going on, so cute, wearing a little bear dancing sword, isn't it too good-looking?"

"The little brother is very imposing, and he thinks he is so handsome even if he can't hear the voice!! But with the sudden change of this little bear's painting style, his wife is so cute!!"

"Wait a minute, did you see those two people on the sidelines? Are they his friend and teacher? They're so handsome!!!"

The girls were very excited to watch, and some even took out their mobile phones to take a vibrato or post on Weibo.

But Xu Qiongfei and Cheng Xinglin were unmoved, one practiced seriously, and the other watched seriously.

At the end of the round, Xu Qiongfei let out a dissatisfied "um" sound, thought for a while, and finally said: "Coherent, adding a sword, it seems that it is not good enough."

"Where it's not working, tell me, teacher, I'll change it." Cheng Xinglin always had a correct attitude.

"It's hard to say..." Xu Qiongfei glanced at Jian Xing next to him, and asked, "Did you see what's wrong?"

"The strength and angle of the second positioning." Jian Xing said, and reported to Xu Qiongfei one by one the four or five problems he had just seen.

"As expected of a professional background." Xu Qiongfei was very satisfied, "Go."

Cheng Xinglin: "Huh?"

What are you going, where are you going?

Then the next moment, he knew it, and Jane walked up the square and came to him.

Jian Xing took his sword and showed Cheng Xinglin a demonstration.

"That's it, do you understand?" Jian Xing asked.

Cheng Xinglin nodded, and as soon as Jian Xing returned the sword to him, Cheng Xinglin turned the sword, drew it out, and asked the audience: "Is that so, teacher?"

Xu Qiongfei frowned: "No——Jian Xing, just adjust his current posture and let him feel it."

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing froze for a moment, then walked up to Cheng Xinglin in a very gentlemanly manner, trying to adjust his shoulders with his fingertips.

"Oh." Just as Jian Xing carefully touched Cheng Xinglin's shoulder, Xu Qiongfei had another opinion.

Xu Qiongfei was dissatisfied and said, "Will you guide?"

"The teacher is my stupidity, it has nothing to do with the senior..." relationship.

Cheng Xinglin just wanted to speak up to defend Jian Xing, but Xu Qiongfei said loudly in front of the 80 people watching: "You put your arms around his waist?!"