How to make your boyfriend cry with one word

"Game on, five!"

When the physical education teacher gave an order, the playground was suddenly noisy. In order not to be eliminated, the students all hugged together nervously.

He Jing felt that this game was childish, but it was hard to say that he would not participate, so he thought about being eliminated automatically.

But he didn't fulfill his wish.

Le Crazy's classmates don't care who they are, they just care if they have enough heads.

When the four people rushed towards him, He Jing cursed silently.

There were a total of twelve people in their group, and two were eliminated this time.

While the others were celebrating their victory, He Jing looked down at the claws around his waist.

The air pressure was too low, but the owner of the paw didn't know it, and laughed and hugged the students next to him to celebrate.

The game is very young, but it doesn't affect Tan Yi's laughter into a big fool who weighs more than 100 pounds.

He embraced a partner in one hand, and after laughing and celebrating, he confessed like a leader: "Let's remember, if we want to cooperate, if the number is not right, we will pull five people from there."

He Jing opened the hands on his waist, his face was colder than the water in the Arctic Ocean.

Another round started, and the physical education teacher glanced at the number of people, and shouted angrily, "Three!"

Great, now we can go.

He Jing took a step back and let the remaining nine people hug themselves.

But what he didn't expect was that Tan Yi swooped in his direction, and he was dragged into the game again and fell into Tan Yi's arms.

hateful!

He Jing wanted to break free, but Tan Yi was like a man wrestling from an ethnic minority, with infinite strength, he hooked him and poked around his waist again.

The swear words were on the lips, He Jing was deliberating what to scold better, Tan Yi turned his head to look at him.

"He Jing, your face is so ugly, what's wrong?"

My waist was fucked to death by you!

In front of so many people, He Jing regained his senses, and finally decided to maintain his noble qualities, and cursing people is not good.

He pretended to smile, and retreated to a safe distance the moment Tan Yi let go, "It's okay, continue."

He wants revenge.

There were nine or three people left in each group, He Jing glanced at Tan Yi and Qi Nuo who were still chatting in the circle.

If we continue to eliminate people, the number this time must be 2. Isn't Tan Yi having a good time, he wants to let him experience the feeling of losing Qi Nuo and being pinched by someone who hates him so hard that his back hurts until he becomes numb.

Just wait to cry!

He Jing followed the crowd in circles, opened his ears to the physical education teacher, and glanced fiercely at the person in front from the corner of his eye.

"Okay. 2!"

really.

He Jing had quick eyes and quick hands, and rushed towards the target while the lingering sound of "2" was still echoing.

Hold!what happened? !

Shouldn't Tan Yi follow the trend and hug Qin Nuo?Why did you turn around?

He Jing hadn't reacted, and before he had put his hand on Tan Yi's waist, he was thrown straight at him.

The old scene reappeared, and Tan Yi's demonic hand wrapped around his waist again, as if he was afraid that someone would run away. He used a little more force than the previous two times, and He Jing seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking in his waist.

No longer caring about how many people there are or whether he is noble or not, He Jing pushed Tan Yi away abruptly, with tears glistening in the corner of his eyes, and angrily said to him, "Do you want me to live?!"

Startled by the sound, the others stopped laughing and moving, and all looked this way.

Tan Yi didn't understand, so he argued in a low voice, "We're alive, we're not dead."

He Jing was so angry that he felt the mist in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly felt face-smeared.

Now in the eyes of these people, he is a person who plays games too seriously and makes himself cry.

What a fucking embarrassment!

He Jing turned away quickly, trying not to look so embarrassed, and walked to the teacher, "I sprained my ankle, can I go back to the classroom first?"

sure!The little boy in front of him was thin and small among the group of people, with tears in his eyes. He was so pitiful. The physical education teacher hurriedly took care of him and said, "I can't walk with a sprained ankle? Come on, you, you, just you, let him go." Send it back to the classroom, or go to the infirmary if it is serious."

No need!

He Jing got the answer, and regardless of other people's eyes, he walked like flying with good hands and feet.

Tan Yi, who was hit, was still in a daze, but was pushed by Qi Nuo, "Go and see He Jing, he sprained his ankle."

Having not seen He Jing shed tears for a long summer vacation plus a week, Tan Yi had a strange feeling in his head, which was completely different from before.

He Jing used to cry all the time, and she shed tears pitifully when someone said a word too much, the teacher cried when he was in a hurry, and the classmates cried when they teased him, and he would watch him shed silver beans when nothing happened.

Tan Yi has always suspected that the small moles at the corners of He Jing's eyes are full of water, and they will be broken when someone pokes them, crying endlessly, which is annoying and even disgusting.

But seeing He Jing shed tears after a long time just now, he actually felt something else, he couldn't say what it was, but he felt very real and cute.

He Jing walked very fast, not like a person with sprained feet, and left everyone's sight in just a while.

But Tan Yi was not slow, and caught up with him when he was about to enter the door of the teaching building.

"Why are you walking in such a hurry, isn't your foot hurting?" Tan Yi wanted to pull him.

Subconsciously, when He Jing heard his voice, he raised his hand to block it reflexively, his waist was still aching, and he was afraid of adding another stroke.

"Is your foot okay?" Tan Yi was at a loss, not knowing whether to check his feet or whether to go to the infirmary.

"What a fart!" No one was around, He Jing turned calm and looked at Tan Yi with a raised face, "The legs are fine and the waist is bad, do you know why?"

Why?I do not know……

Tan Yi cautiously probed: "Did you eat less kidney/treasure/tablet?"

Get off your mother!

He Jing was so mad!It's embarrassing enough to shed tears in front of people, but Tan Yigou still said such insulting words to him, does he need that kind of thing? !

He Jing decided to completely break with the monitor of class one of the science department, and never communicate with each other. If he said one more word in the future, he would remind himself of the painful experience of being pinched three times, stay away from him, and block him!

It took Tan Yi two sessions of memory in physics class to realize where he had offended He Jing.

However, it's just playing games, he really only thinks about winning or losing, and he doesn't know that He Jing's waist is so fragile!

The two people who had little contact with each other completely lost their contact now. He Jing calmed down and thought about it. He seemed to be too hypocritical. Tan Yi is the protagonist, and he just came here to live the life of a cannon fodder supporting role. the better.

In the past, chasing Tan Yi was an idiot, He Jing, who was stupid and ignorant, but in the future, he and Tan Yi should be strangers who don't care about each other.

After all, He Jing's plan is just a simple top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Trying to get rid of distracting thoughts in her mind, He Jing returned to the persona of a high-cold scholar, listening carefully in class, carefully filling in the gaps after class, trying to immerse herself in the ocean of knowledge, ignoring the worldly knocks on the door.

Teacher Zhu, who teaches English, came into the classroom with a stack of papers. He Jing glanced up and took the composition papers back.

"I'm so happy!"

Teacher Zhu is a female teacher who is over half a hundred years old. She always likes to wear too much makeup, especially the eyebrows, which are extremely thick.

When she said this, her dark and curved eyebrows were raised high, and she kindly sent a smile to He Jing's position by the window.

"Students, do you know why the teacher is happy?"

I don't know, I'm not interested in being sleepy and disturbing people, but I have to give the teacher face.

A few people sitting in the front row made perfunctory guesses: "Teacher, did the second child succeed?"

"Happy newlywed teacher?"

"Could it be an autumn outing? Teacher Ling asked you to take us there?"

All the answers were out of tune. Teacher Zhu stopped being a joke, and scolded those nonsense classmates with a smile: "Nonsense, you don't have learning in your eyes!"

"Hey, teacher, don't be so secretive, let us be happy if you tell us something."

"Yes!"

Teacher Zhu cleared his throat when he heard this, and held up the test paper to announce the good news: "Our class has hope for this city competition!"

"whispering sound……"

The class sighed for a while, thinking what was the matter, it was really boring.

The female teacher on the podium was beaming, she was in her forties and laughed like a child, "You can't appreciate the happiness of a teacher, I am competing with the class teacher Wenyi! It depends on whose student is in this competition." To be able to come out on top, two days ago I was still worried that there wasn’t a single one in your class that could do it, but now that you have it, can the teacher be unhappy?!”

"Teacher, you look down on us too much. I can't do it, Qi Qi can't do it. Isn't there still brother Yi? Take it out and scare the class teacher to death!" Li Lepi didn't forget to bring his deskmate.

"Tan Yi, Tan Yi is really not good. The teacher has a straight temper. If you tell me, don't forget to take it to heart. Your hearing... tsk! It's hopeless." Teacher Zhu shook her head regretfully, turned her gaze back to He Jing, and immediately turned to Appreciate.

Tan Yi is self-aware. The English competition in the city is very comprehensive, and it is all about fighting with gods. Of course he can't go, but he is also curious about who the teacher said is comparable to Wen Yi.

"Why did it suddenly appear? Who is so good? Could it be that the class represents a new high in composition this time?"

The class representative waved his hand, "It's not me, it's not me, I know it in my heart."

Who is that?

Now everyone in the class is curious. In the same school year, except for Wen Yiqinuo, who is super good at English, everyone else is mediocre, and there is no transfer student with the buff of a bully in the novel. Who else can there be?

Teacher Zhu had fed up with the students' appetites, and now he pointed to the window in the middle, "That's our classmate He Jing!"

Hearing this name, the class fell silent for a moment, and only a few seconds later did someone speak.

Yuan Jiaming was sitting far away from He Jing, and at this moment he booed: "Could it be that classmate He Jing went to ask the principal to let him do it?"

It was full of irony, which caused the students to click their tongues. Some people said that his words were too much, and some people knew He Jing's past and cooperated with Yuan Jiaming to sing along.

"He Jing, Window Corner, Cheat Sheet, understand?"

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, understand in seconds!"

"It's too much, I'm his deskmate, why didn't I copy it?"

"Who are you, why should you copy?"

"Be quiet!" Teacher Zhu put away his smile, "Please maintain the quality of your good citizens in the new century, and don't slander your classmates casually. There is absolutely no problem with He Jing's test paper."

Teacher Zhu showed He Jing's test paper, with "99" written on it in big letters, and now more people didn't believe it.

"Teacher, I know very well what student He Jing was like before, and you should know it too. Is such an unclear score unreasonable?"

With a perfect score of 99, the undergrad He Jing got [-]. How is this possible?

"That's right, He Jing is indeed changing and improving, but even if he has been studying all summer, from 9 to 99 in a month, how many people will believe it?"

call……

He Jing exhaled into the glass, he automatically blocked the doubts and dissatisfaction in his ears, and just looked out of the window in rapt attention.

He Shangji sent him a message that his card would be suspended if he didn't go home this week.

If a person drinks only water for two years, will he starve to death?

nonsense.

"Everyone, let me explain here." Teacher Zhu's voice became serious, and He Jing ignored her surroundings and turned to look at her.

"This quiz is a quiz jointly made by me and Wenyi class teacher. It aims to find a few students to represent our second grade to participate in the competition in the city. I can't find all the questions on the Internet. You may be confused. You can check the word section Yes, but what about listening comprehension and composition? Can someone search for the original questions and prepare a cheat sheet before the papers are issued?"

"Student He Jing got a full score in the listening part, but one point was deducted for the composition, and the final score was 99. This is not a unified exam by the school. The type and difficulty of the questions are controlled by our two teachers, and no student can take advantage of the loopholes."

Are you satisfied with this explanation?

He Jing thought to himself, and the message from the desk pocket was sent out.

In order not to starve to death, He Shangji's father had to coax him first.

One hundred people have one hundred thoughts, and when others were persuaded by the teacher, or wronged or shocked or looked at He Jing with jealousy, Tan Yi was struggling.

The teacher won't remember what he said in the office before, will he?

Are you going to be sent to practice listening with He Jing?

The author has something to say: One hundred people have countless thoughts QXQ...