I attacked the god of learning

Cheng Xinglin's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

He felt - the hand on the back of his hand seemed to have a scorching temperature, and he seemed to be able to feel Jian Xing's heartbeat through the thin skin.

From this fake action that is not holding hands.

In scorching heat.

Cheng Xinglin seemed to have finally found a sense of security that he could do whatever he wanted.

He raised his head and looked into Jian Xing's eyes.

After holding back for several hours, the idea of ​​being denied by countless people in a "friendly" way blurted out.

"Senior." Cheng Xinglin said, "I want to choose science - I know my grades are not good, and I know that it is very difficult to improve, but I..."

Cheng Xinglin didn't say any more.

He saw Jian Xing took out the volunteer form in front of him with his free hand.

Then, Jian Xing pressed the back of his hand, stood up, turned around, and knelt behind Cheng Xinglin's back with one knee, pulling him in in a posture similar to hugging behind his back.

It's similar because - Jian Xing's body has almost no contact with him.

Only two arms cross the process and reach the shoulders.

Putting the pen between Cheng Xinglin's fingers, Jian Xing held Cheng Xinglin's fingers with a kind of handhold for teaching writing, and prepared to fill in the application with him.

"You don't need to say so many reasons." Jian Xing whispered, "Just write where you want to go."

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin felt that his whole body was burning hot in Jian Xing's arms.

Pretending to be calm, I moved my pen and wrote the six words physics, chemistry, and biology with two people's hands.

This line of writing is crooked, not even showing half of Cheng Xinglin's usual writing level.

But in Cheng Xinglin's eyes - is already the most prettiest word.

Seeing that he had finished writing the volunteer form, Jian Xing let go of his hand.

Taking his red fingertips back to sit opposite, Jian Xing glanced at Cheng Xinglin.

He...how should I put it.

The backhug writing just now was done on the spot by him.

He's not very flirtatious either.

Is it okay to flirt like this?

In Jian Xueshen's life for so many years, there were very few times when he was uncertain and didn't know the standard answer.

But now, he is a little confused.

Cheng Xinglin was even more confused than him.

After the two sat in silence for a while, Jian Xing asked, "So, are you going to eat chaoshou?"

"Eat, eat." Cheng Xinglin hurriedly stood up on this topic, "So, can I have red soup today?"

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin frowned again.

"Okay, I have to study hard tomorrow, so I don't want to challenge my body, just take care of my health."

So, the two of them went to the copy shop last time.

But this time, Jian Xing also made handmade soup with Cheng Xinglin.

After eating a bowl of chaoshou, I went back to sleep contentedly.

Before parting, the two agreed to hand in the volunteer form early tomorrow morning.

A meal did not negate the power of the previous backhug.

So Cheng Xing agreed vaguely, and it wasn't until the next morning when he stood at the school gate that he realized what was very wrong in the agreement last night.

Say-

Submit your volunteer form early.

A little earlier, You Huai, who is a stepping madman——has he come?

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Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing looked at each other for a while standing at the gate of the school where even the student union was not working.

In the end, I decided to go to Teacher You Huai's office to try my luck.

Very coincidental.

When Cheng Xinglin walked to the door of the office, he saw that Teacher You Huai, who hadn't arrived early every ten thousand years, actually arrived early today.

You Huai was unpacking the courier, took out a big sky blue box with rollers, pushed it aside, looked up and saw Cheng Xinglin.

"Why, have you filled out the volunteer?"

"Fill it out." Cheng Xinglin said, and took out the prepared volunteer from his schoolbag.

"Okay, let me see, are you going to the liberal arts class?"

You Huai patted himself twice, took the volunteer from Cheng Xinglin, glanced at it, and slowly raised his head: "You... filled in the science class?"

"Yes." Cheng Xinglin nodded.

"Are you sure?" You Huai confirmed, "Your score in science is nearly double that of liberal arts."

"I know." Cheng Xinglin nodded, "But I like science."

Cheng Xinglin said earnestly: "If I have enough energy in my studies, I also want to study some science majors in the future."

You Huai nodded.

Cheng Xinglin said so, and it seemed pointless for him to stop him.

But—"But if you raise your score..." You Huai still couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay to raise points, because there are..."

Jane is there.

Cheng Xinglin didn't say this.

He secretly glanced at Jian Xing.

If I brazenly say that I have Jian Xing's help, will it appear too shameless or...

Really too dependent on Jian Xing.

Cheng Xing came to the corner of the eye, but saw Jian Xing smiled, and then said: "He has me."

Jian Xing helped him add what he hadn't finished.

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You Huai: "..."

Excuse me, I did!

How could he have forgotten Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing?

How to say that sentence, if you have a big head and a big head, you don’t have to worry about the rain. If someone has an umbrella, he has a big head.

Others have key classes, and he has Jane God.

You Huai was shown a wave, and felt quite happy.

You Huai stretched out his long arms, hooked Cheng Xinglin away, and plotted loudly: "Xiao Linlin, the teacher is very pleased."

Cheng Xinglin: "Teacher... what are you going crazy about?"

You Huai: "That means you are very hopeful."

You Huai said earnestly: "However, you can't lose your identity this time, we have to wait for Jian Xing to confess, understand?"

"..."

"Teacher." Cheng Xinglin pushed You Huai's hand on his shoulder, and said seriously, "I just want to study hard now."

"Okay, study hard and study hard." You Huai understood that this youthful feeling is always what, he waved his big hand, and patted Cheng Xinglin's shoulder, "Then you go back and study."

Cheng Xinglin was just about to say goodbye.

You Huai suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, take the box at the door away."

The box at the door...

Is it the one that You Huai managed to dismantle just now?

"What am I doing with this?" Cheng Xinglin glanced at the suitcase, puzzled.

"Move the classroom." You Huai said, "Tuesday evening self-study, our grades will collectively change classrooms. Well, this box is the last time the teacher can protect you."

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……

Yes.

Only then did Cheng Xinglin remember.

Because he was admitted to the key class, he had to move out of Class 27 of the first year of high school, and it was too much to go to the key class of science.

Cheng Xinglin carried the box and left.

I don't know if it was incited by You Huai's sudden sentence "The teacher will escort you in the end".

In short, the heart is heavy.

Cheng Xinglin walked into the class silently, and happened to meet Hang Yitong at the door.

"Brother Lin, you came so early? Did you just go to Teacher You's office?" Hang Yitong yawned.

"Yes." Cheng Xinglin nodded, "I've handed in the volunteer form."

"Oh oh oh." Hang Yitong instantly felt relieved, "Liberal arts?"

Cheng Xinglin shook his head: "Science."

"Science?!" Hang Yitong became more energetic now—Brother Lin chose science?Why?

The two chatted without talking, and had already walked to the side of the seat.

Cheng Xinglin stuffed the box under his seat, and absently explained to Hang Yitong: "I'll go out for a while."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Hang Yitong wanted to pull him, "Why did you—"

Before Hang Yitong could reach Cheng Xinglin, he was pulled away by the back collar of the cultural and entertainment committee member behind him.

When the cultural and entertainment committee pulled Hang Yitong away, Cheng Xinglin hurried out and disappeared in an instant.

Hang Yitong waved his hand in the direction where he disappeared: "Hey——"

"No, you pull me to do it..." Hang Yitong sent Cheng Xinglin away, looked back at the entertainment committee member, and was about to exchange a few words when he saw the entertainment committee member's eyes turned red.

"...I was wrong." Hang Yitong immediately apologized - no matter what the reason, the girl cried, so does he have any other way out besides apologizing? ? ?

"Well, I'm sorry, but what's wrong with me? I stepped on your foot?" Hang Yitong asked.

The cultural and entertainment committee ignored him, just stared at the box Cheng Xinglin brought in, sniffled: "Brother Lin...are you leaving?"

"...Huh? Where are you going?"

"Science key class, change class during self-study tomorrow night."

"..."

Hang Yitong finally understood belatedly.

To be honest, before he was so busy making Cheng Xinglin happy, planning and choosing essays or reasoning for him, he was so busy that he forgot that Cheng Xinglin was leaving.

He didn't react until the entertainment committee mentioned it.

"this is the way the world