That afternoon, a new classmate was transferred to Yan Nian's class.
Meng Ziye.
Because there were no vacancies in the class, Meng Ziye sat with Yan Nian for the time being until the next time the seats were rearranged.
Yan Nian glanced at his new classmate, then lowered his head without saying a word.
This is the stubbornness coming from a Yan dog.
"Hello, my name is Meng Ziye. Please give me your advice in the future."
Yan Nian raised his head and gave a perfunctory hum.
"What's your name?"
"Yan Nian."
"Yan Nian..."
Meng Ziye chewed on the name, and then asked, "Is it Yan Zhenqing's face?"
"have no idea!"
Yan Nian immediately put his head down.
sleep.
…
I originally thought that Meng Ziye was a top student, but unexpectedly, he was also a scumbag.
During class, this man stared at Yan Nian intently, with a rather lewd look in his eyes.
As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yan Nian slammed the table and yelled: "What do you keep looking at me for?!"
"You are good-looking," Meng Ziye scratched her hair and laughed, "your skin is as white as a Barbie doll."
It was obviously a compliment to her, but Xiang Yannian suddenly became angry.
"You are Barbie! Your whole family is Barbie!"
Forehead…
Monk Meng Zi Ye Zhang Er was confused and didn't know what he said to make Yan Nian unhappy.
Ding Baoyi turned around and explained while suppressing a smile: "She has hated Barbie since she was a child. She is a King Kong Barbie."
"oh… "
Although I don’t understand what King Kong Barbie means.
"I just want to compliment you on how beautiful you are!"
"Don't look!" Yan Nian covered his face with one hand.
"Why?"
"You are ugly, so don't look at me!"
Meng Ziye: "..."
*
The sports meeting of Ningcheng High School is coming soon.
The night before, while doing homework, Yan Nian told Jiang Ting that he had a 1,500-distance race tomorrow.
"Are you coming to cheer me up?"
“…”
The latter turned the black pen skillfully and glanced at her calmly, "No time."
Yan Nian had already guessed his cold reply.
"Forget it, do you want to come or not?"
"You want me to go?" There was an imperceptible expectation in his eyes.
"It's okay, just one more person to cheer me on, I'm proud of myself!"
Sure enough, this is the answer.
The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth twitched, and then he said nothing.
…
the weather is nice today.
Autumn is crisp, the sky is clear and the air is clear.
The high school's competition field is on the left playground, and the junior high school's competition field is on the right playground.
The stands are full of students wearing school uniforms. Whether you want to watch the game or not, you have to sit here. Otherwise, if the Discipline Inspection Department finds you, the class teacher will be notified.
Jiang Ting didn't apply for any projects, and he was obviously a bystander. But from the beginning, Xu Kuangjie beside him clearly felt that his father Jiang was uneasy.
"What's wrong with you? You're absent-minded." Xu Kuangjie bumped him with his arm.
Jiang Ting didn't say anything. He was sitting in the last row and suddenly stood up and walked towards the stands in front.
Squad leader Zhang Fan coughed twice and said, "Lao Jiang, go back and sit down quickly. The Discipline Inspection Department will investigate you later!"
"To the restroom."
"Oh, then go and come back quickly!"
Zhang Fan didn't dare to yell at him. Who in the class was not afraid of Jiang Ting.
Xu Kuangjie, who was sitting in the back row, glanced and saw that the direction Jiang Ting was walking in was not the men's room.
It's junior high school.
Yo, interesting.
As a best friend who grew up wearing the same crotchless pants as Jiang Ting, he had no reason not to follow him and have a look.
…
The junior middle school women's 1500 is about to start.
Yan Nian wore a pair of white sneakers, a black T-shirt and shorts today and stood on the first runway.
Her face is very recognizable, fair and fair, and stands out like a chicken among the crowd. The spring breeze and vividness between her eyebrows are very eye-catching.
Today, Yan Nian had a loose bun, with broken bangs, and a small oval face. His eyes were filled with confidence and arrogance. His two legs exposed to the air were straight and slender, very eye-catching.
"come on!!!"
"Come on Yan Nian!!!"
“Come on Class 2 and Class 3!!!”
Most of Yan Nian's classmates cheered for her at the top of their lungs.
But Jiang Ting couldn't say such words.
He stood on the highest stand, condescendingly watching the girl calmly.
Her brows were clear and confident, she smiled slightly, and the corners of her eyes showed a playful arc like crescent moons.
Look at her showing her small white teeth and making a confident scissor hand gesture towards her classmates.
Seeing how she was committing crimes based on her beauty, her delicate little face like jade attracted the attention of many male classmates.
While Jiang Ting frowned in dissatisfaction, he tugged at his thin lips...
"come on."
I'm afraid only he could hear such a weak voice clearly.
But then again, wouldn't she wear long pants for running? !
…
With one minute left and ready to run away, Jiang Ting watched helplessly as a boy emerged from Yan Nian's class.
I saw the boy squatting in front of Yan Nian and tying her shoelaces.
"Oh~~~"
The whole class sighed ambiguously, and Jiang Ting's brows were so furrowed that he could pinch a fly to death. Among the noisy crowd, he vaguely heard the words "Meng Ziye".
Yan Nian impatiently kicked Meng Ziye.
"Can you stay away from me?"
Meng Ziye was not annoyed at being kicked. Instead, he winked at Yan Nian and said, "Come on, I'm still here if you can't hold on."
"roll!"
"..." Then Meng Ziye really went back.
He can't delay other people's games.
"boom!"
The referee fired a gun, and with a "whoosh", Yan Nian took the lead, walking as fast as flying, completely throwing away the second place by half a circle.
Jiang Ting had long expected that Yan Nian would be at the front.
She has always been unyielding, proud and competitive. At the beginning, she must be full of energy. It doesn't matter what she is, just run ahead as hard as she can.
When I got to the back, I gradually lost strength. It would be strange if I wasn't dumbfounded.
After Yan Nian led for a lap and a half, as expected, after the second lap, his speed slowed down significantly.
"Idiot, this is a long-distance run, I don't know how to conserve my energy."
He was talking to himself, but no one heard his voice. Jiang Ting didn't care, his eyes kept falling on Yan Nian, and there was a bit of concern and worry in his cold eyes.
"Snapped-"
A sudden hand suddenly tapped his shoulder.
Jiang Ting looked over displeasedly, and Xu Kuangjie smiled evilly, with a look of 'I can see through you'.
"Why did someone go to the toilet when he was so good? It turns out he came to watch a little girl compete. Why, are you really tempted?"
Jiang Ting did not answer the question and turned to look at the runway.
There was only a small figure in his dark eyes, and his eyes flickered on and off. The light was as weak as a firefly, but it was the gentleness that grew with each passing year.
Xu Kuangjie went from joking to dumbfounded, "You, you are not serious, that little girl... is still so young, six years younger than you!"
Jiang Ting: "So what?"
"Uh... no, not really. Anyway, don't blame me for not reminding you. Just don't do anything worse than a piano beast!"
"Don't think that all boys are as dirty as you."
Xu Kuangjie: "????"
…
On the fourth lap of the 200-meter track, Yan Nian couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground.
Her legs are cramped!
It's true, she's not pretending!
Meng Ziye, who was in the third row of the stands, pointed at Yan Nian, "Yan Nian seems to have cramps!"
"Oh, she's pretending!" Ding Baoyi snorted.
"But—she's pretending!"
"necessary."
Ding Baoyi motioned to Meng Ziye to calm down and flicked her fingernails lazily, "Let's just leave her alone. I think she can just go home and lie down for ten days."
As soon as she finished speaking, a slender figure passed by her, but Ding Baoyi didn't notice it.
…
Seeing that the classmates behind him were catching up, Yan Nian gritted his teeth and moved to the outer circle, making way for those who caught up later.
It's over. Now she can't move her left leg at all. She should have listened to Ding Baoyi from the beginning and did some warm-up exercises before the game.
This is great, it’s embarrassing and embarrassing.
She lowered her head and was about to rub her calf when a hand covered her calf first.
Yan Nian raised his eyes.
What met Jiang Ting's obsidian eyes.
"A cramp?"
"Hmm...why are you here?"
Jiang Ting didn't answer, but asked: "Does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts!"
The little girl sniffed, pitifully, and tears were already welling up in her eyes. It was because of the pain, and partly because of the embarrassment. If I had known better, I would not have tried so hard to run 1,500 in the first place.
Seeing her aggrieved look, Jiang Ting felt soft and rubbed her calf with lowered eyebrows.
His hands were warm, well-proportioned, clean, with long and distinct fingers.
At that time, I could never have imagined that after getting married ten years later, it would be normal for her to rub her legs, because Yan Nian would fall down and sprain her feet or legs at every turn.
"It hurts... it hurts..."
She bared her teeth, almost bursting into tears, and her long eyelashes flashed with moisture.
It really hurts.
Jiang Ting felt that he was almost done by her, so he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you deserve it?"
"You are really—"
"Come up."
He turned around, his back facing her, and patted his shoulder, which was not too broad.
"No, there are so many people, it's too embarrassing!"
"Aren't you embarrassed just sitting here?"
"Hey, it's a different nature!"
Yan Nian was actually afraid that Zhang Tianzhu would see her and scold her.
Jiang Ting: "Come up to your class teacher and I will explain to him personally."
Is he a roundworm in her belly
Yan Nian pursed his lips, then climbed up without any worries, and put two soft little hands on Jiang Ting's shoulders.
Jiang Ting lifted her up, held her calves, and carried the little girl toward her class.
This was the third time Jiang Ting carried her on his back.
Once on a rainy day.
She had a fever.
Cramp now.
Yan Nian buried his face firmly on Jiang Ting's back, fearing that others would see him in a state of embarrassment.
She was so close to him that she could smell the scent of washing powder on his body, which was similar to the aroma of mint and orange.
It smells good, very clean, and gives me a sense of security.
The bright sunshine shone through, and every step he took was steady and steady, neither impatient nor anxious, as if he was carrying his wife on his back, so he didn't feel awkward or strange at all about being looked at.
Jiang Ting put Yan Nian in the first row of the auditorium.
A few little girls in the front row stared at Jiang Ting with bright eyes and whispered, "So handsome, so handsome."
The latter put it in his pocket with one hand and looked calmly at Yan Nian's class teacher, Zhang Tianzhu.
"Teacher Zhang."
Jiang Ting knew Zhang Tianzhu. He was taught by Zhang Tianzhu when he was in junior high school.
"This girl—"
"Okay, you don't need to explain to me, I understand everything."
Zhang Tianzhu waved his hand and interrupted Jiang Ting, "You must not be interested in her, I understand."
These words reached Yan Nian's ears unchanged.
Yan Nian, who was drinking water, almost spit it out, "Teacher, what do you mean???"
"Jiang Ting's academic performance is number one in the school. Can he like you?"
As soon as these words came out, several classmates who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously started laughing with gloating.
Losing face again and again, Yan Nian pursed his lips and squeezed the mineral water bottle tightly, "If you don't study well, will you be looked down upon by others?!"
"Say less."
Ding Baoyi got off the third row and pulled Yan Nian's sleeve.
It's no wonder that Yan Nian has been sitting at the back. She doesn't know how to accept weakness and fights against the class teacher all day long. It would be strange not to move her to the last row.
"I heard that this girl has made a lot of progress in her midterm exam. If she studies hard, she will have a malleable talent."
Jiang Ting suddenly spoke.
The look he looked at Zhang Tianzhu was suddenly sharp and chilling.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my class first, Teacher Zhang."
"OK, all right."
Zhang Tianzhu waved goodbye to Jiang Ting enthusiastically and did not argue with Yan Nian.
"Is that Jiang Ting interested in you?" Ding Baoyi smiled evilly.
"What?"
"He carried you back, and he even spoke for you just now. Maybe he's attracted to you, hahaha!"
"How can it be."
Yan Nian disapproved and was now filled with resentment.
"Didn't my old classmate tell me that he is number one in the school, so it's strange that he is interested in me."
…
(End of chapter)