The prince of heaven only wants salted fish

When Ji Cheng came here, it was a good time - Friday night.

This meant that he could still lie down for two days before going to school.

There was no way. The resistance to going to school was almost engraved in the bones of all the children in the world. Although His Royal Highness was not an ordinary human, he was no exception in this regard.

There were many advantages to being alone at home, such as playing around and eating junk food without any scruples, but for His Royal Highness, this also brought a big problem: he couldn't cook.

Ning Ji's parents left two houses, but they were definitely not enough for Ji Cheng to blow up.

So after counting the current property figures under Ning Ji's name, Ji Cheng decisively put his wallet in his pocket and continued to patronize Uncle Zhang's noodle restaurant downstairs.

And in the two days, Ji Cheng was thinking about whether to ask the class teacher to change to a boarding school so that it would be more convenient to eat, while he flipped through Ning Ji's textbooks intermittently - the last time he came into contact with knowledge close to the college entrance examination was hundreds of years ago, not to mention that the situation in each small world was not exactly the same.

However, with Ji Cheng's mental strength and learning speed, it would only take a few minutes to absorb and learn these things.

After the "preparation work" was done, Ji Cheng packed his schoolbag when Monday came, and yawned as he arrived at school.

Ji Cheng deliberately set the alarm early the day before, so he arrived at school very early. There were only a few students in the classroom. When they saw Ji Cheng enter the classroom, their eyes followed him unconsciously, watching Ji Cheng walk around the podium, walk to his seat, put down his schoolbag, and sit down.

A weekend was enough for some small news to spread in the small town - not to mention that the fire trucks and police cars arrived one after another that day, and the small town's weekend newspaper also vacated a small page to report the incident of a middle school student in the small town being prevented from committing suicide.

The No. 7 Middle School uniform on Ji Cheng that day was not difficult to recognize. Some students whose families were well-informed had combined the messy information and speculated that the person who "attempted suicide" was Ning Ji.

After all, there are thousands of students in No. 7 Middle School, and not many of them look only 13 or 14 years old.

So at this moment, the students in Class 1 and 2 of No. 7 Middle School who have come to the classroom can't help but secretly look at Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng can naturally sense these eyes, but he doesn't change his expression. He pulls out his chair and sits down, hangs his schoolbag next to the desk, takes out his pencil case, and takes out a Chinese book, and starts reading by himself.

Someone tentatively asked Ji Cheng if he had finished his homework. Ji Cheng hummed, took out a notebook from his schoolbag and put it in the front row, waiting for the class representative to come and collect it directly.

Replying politely and dealing with it normally, Ji Cheng's attitude caused a lot of doubts in the classmates' hearts: Does Ning Ji look like he has committed suicide or is about to commit suicide?

Not like it!

As time passed, other students arrived in the classroom one after another. Almost without exception, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of Ji Cheng when they came in - they all vaguely heard about what happened over the weekend, and they all knew that Ji Cheng was bullied by Mai Chengjie and those "big brothers". Whether they were worried or just watching the fun, they really wanted to know Ji Cheng's condition.

When the bell for the first class rang, Ji Cheng's deskmate, Mai Chengjie, finally arrived.

Mai Chengjie was tall and strong. Judging from his figure alone, Ning Ji, who had small arms and legs, could not be his opponent. No wonder he was so unscrupulous.

Ji Cheng had just gone to the corridor to get water. He came back from outside the classroom. As soon as he came in, he saw the other party rummaging around in his desk drawer. When he saw Ji Cheng coming in, he did not feel guilty at all, but asked confidently: "Ning Ji, where is your homework? Lend it to me to copy!"

In any other world, if Mai Chengjie spoke to Ji Cheng like this, he would have been finished.

In fact, even in this world, even if the height and strength gap between the two sides is not small, Ji Cheng can easily throw people out of the window - but after reading Ning Ji's memory, he does not intend to do so directly.

He has experienced beating people very happily in the last world, and now he wants to try something different.

So Ji Cheng spread his hands: "I have already handed it in."

Mai Chengjie's expression suddenly sank, and he seemed to be angry immediately.

Then Ji Cheng took the initiative to say: "How about this, Brother Mai, I will help you write?"

Someone helped him write, and even the trouble of copying was saved, so Mai Chengjie was of course happy.

So his originally angry expression disappeared, and he immediately threw his homework book to Ji Cheng, and patted Ji Cheng's shoulder encouragingly: "You are much more sensible than before."

"Write well, and remember to imitate my handwriting, maybe I can say a few good words for you in front of Brother Qian and others."

Ji Cheng nodded and promised: "I will definitely not let the teachers find out." Then he took Mai Chengjie's homework book, turned to the latest page, and started writing.

His service was even considerate enough to take the initiative to help Mai Chengjie hand in his homework after class.

Mai Chengjie was also completely relieved: "Wouldn't it be better if you were so proactive earlier-"

Before, Ning Ji would not help him with his homework so honestly-let alone doing homework, even if Mai Chengjie wanted to copy, he would inevitably be threatened or even beaten.

Jicheng helped him with his homework very quickly, finishing it all in one class. Mai Chengjie had no doubt about this: he knew that his deskmate was a domineering student in elementary school, and he must have already written all the homework. Then isn’t it normal to do it again very quickly?

The big stone in his heart was gone, and Mai Chengjie started to smile playfully.

He was not a good student to begin with. During class, he would either secretly play game consoles, sleep, or punish his deskmate.

Sure enough, in the first class, Mai Chengjie's sitting posture was barely upright. In the second class, he simply raised his feet. In order to show off his "long legs", Mai Chengjie directly lifted his legs. His legs were placed diagonally on Jicheng's desk.

So Jicheng was attending class smoothly, and suddenly a pair of dirty sneakers was stretched out next to him.

It happened to be against his arm where he was writing notes, so Jicheng's hand slid out with a bang, leaving a long stroke on the blank page of the notebook.

Jicheng turned his head and looked at Mai Chengjie.

Mai Chengjie said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, my legs are long and I need to stretch them out a little longer."

The tip of the pen in Ji Cheng's hand moved - mainly to resist the urge to break the man's foot bones - although Mai Chengjie seemed to interpret this as Ji Cheng being afraid.

So Mai Chengjie simply went a little further.

He moved his feet that were placed on Jicheng's table and said, "Ning Ji, my shoelaces seem to be loose."

"Can you please help me tie it?"

The teacher in front of the podium vaguely heard the voice here, but Mai Chengjie was famous for being disobedient, so she just frowned and said suggestively: "Some students should pay attention to classroom discipline." Then she continued. He talked about his own class.

When Mai Chengjie heard this, he was not ashamed. Instead, he shook his toes even more proudly: "Ning Ji, hurry up."

Jicheng pinched the tip of the pen again——

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Then he showed the same smiling expression to Mai Chengjie: "Okay."

Then, Jicheng put down his pen and tied a bow on Mai Chengjie's shoes with lightning speed.

To be fair, His Highness the Crown Prince is really not very good at craftsmanship. He tied a simple bow crookedly, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as ugly.

But the focus now is not whether his bow tie is ugly or not, but the number of knots he has.

Two shoes, one knot.

Mai Chengjie, who was still enjoying the "fruits of victory" with his hands behind his head, instantly stared: "You——"

He didn't expect Jicheng to be able to pull this trick, and completely forgot to control the volume. The whole class heard Mai Chengjie's voice.

The female teacher on the podium finally raised her voice in dissatisfaction: "Mai Chengjie!"

Her tone was sullen, and it was obvious that her patience with Mai Chengjie had reached its peak: "I've tolerated you for a long time! Where do you think this is? Is it your home? Or is it a karaoke bar? Are you competing to see whose voice is louder?"

"This is a classroom! If you don't want to listen to the class, other students still have to listen!"

"If you really don't want to hear it, get out of here right now!"

To a certain extent, students' fear of teachers is like instinct. Even if Mai Chengjie is not a good student, his instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong is still there. At this time, when the teacher yelled at him, he was really a little confused: "I …”

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jicheng took the time to tie the bow on Mai Chengjie's feet into a tight knot.

Mai Chengjie: "???"

But having just been yelled at by the teacher, and witnessing Jicheng's "unprecedented" operation, Mai Chengjie felt that his brain was short of blood at this moment, and he wanted to curse, but he was also afraid that the teacher would get angry again and want to hit him - but His two feet were tied together, and even standing up was a problem, let alone using his hands!

So the rest of the class became a test of Mai Chengjie's flexibility: he was just in the position of putting one foot on top of the other, and then being tied up by Jicheng;

This made it difficult for Mai Chengjie to straighten his legs and bend them down, so he could only bend down, straighten his arms, and try to untie his legs in a sitting and forward bending posture. shoelace.

It's a pity that this attempt was not very successful.

Jicheng was not annoyed that Mai Chengjie's feet were on his desk. Instead, he took the initiative to "clean up" his desk so that the other party could perform better and reveal his style and level!

The students around him obviously noticed this scene, and their eyes were full of gossip.

When the bell rang and the female teacher on the podium packed her things and left, Mai Chengjie finally couldn't help but explode.

The knotted shoelaces couldn't be untied, so he simply kicked off his shoes and took off his shoes. Then he stood up and slapped Jicheng's desk with his hands: "Ning Ji, you Are you looking for death?"

The muscles on his arms bulged, and he looked like he really had the tendency to strike at any time.

Mai Chengjie roared so loudly that the entire first and second grade classes were so frightened that they fell silent and looked nervously.

——Ning Ji won’t be beaten again, right?

However, they underestimated the extent to which His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was able to adapt to (yao) changes in (chou) opportunities (bu) -

In the next moment, Jicheng, who was still looking calm and calm, suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Mai Chengjie in horror, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes: "Brother Mai, you..."

At the same time, a roar was heard at the door of the classroom: "Mai Chengjie! You wrote your homework carelessly! You ignored the classroom discipline! You threatened and intimidated your classmates in front of the teacher! Do you think I, the head teacher, am a mascot?!"