In the pitch darkness, Jiang Wen pursed his lips tightly, his brain still in a state of paralysis.
Feng Ning pointed at him and scolded: "You can know a person's face but not his heart."
"I really-" The words got stuck in his mouth, he paused awkwardly, turned his face away: "It was really an accident..."
"Explanation is concealment, and concealment is the truth." Feng Ning insisted: "If I hadn't seen it, you would probably pretend that nothing happened!"
"... ..."
Feng Ning said angrily: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, a hypocritical hypocrite!"
Jiang Wen was so upset by the barrage of criticism that he said, "Okay, I apologize."
"Apologizing is useless."
"Then what do you want to do?"
Feng Ning threatened fiercely: "I don't care, you have to think of a solution now, otherwise I will tell everyone that you peeked at my nude photos and ruin your reputation."
"?"
She looked at him expressionlessly: "How about this, you send me your nude photos too, and we'll be even."
Jiang Wen was stunned and said with difficulty: "I don't have such photos."
"Then take a photo on the spot." Feng Ning ordered him, "Take off your clothes! Take them off now, quickly."
“... ..”
"You won't take it off, right? Okay." Feng Ning pretended to pick up his phone, "Then I'll post on Tieba now."
Jiang Wen quickly stopped her movements and said excitedly, "You are crazy." But when he looked up, he was met with her mischievous expression.
After holding it in for a long time, Feng Ning finally couldn't help laughing. He covered his stomach with one hand, and his shoulders were shaking from laughing. He almost rolled on the ground. "Hahahahahaha, Jiang Wen, why is your face so red? Have you never even watched a porn movie in private?"
The depressed mood just now disappeared, and she admired her bathing photo with gloating eyes.
My back hurt a little last night, so after taking a shower, I asked Meng Taoyu to help me take a photo. It's not something restricted, and nothing is exposed. Why is he shy
Feng Ning laughed uncontrollably, without any feeling of guilt at all for having played a trick on someone.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Wen felt dizzy and his face turned blue. He turned around and walked back.
He had never seen a woman more cruel than Feng Ning in his life.
The Chinese New Year came early this year, and the final exams started right after the Chinese New Year. The distribution of the examination rooms was based on the last grade ranking. Because several teaching buildings were being renovated, the top 100 students were concentrated in a small auditorium in the west.
Feng Ning is 001, and her position is in the first row of the first column on the far left. She took the Chinese test in the morning, but she found it very boring and only brought a pen.
As a result, after sitting down, she propped up her head and daydreamed about the scenery outside the window for a long time, and she found that the pen she had chosen was running out of ink.
Looking around, I saw that my classmate Wan Yang had not arrived at the examination room yet.
Others...
The first ray of morning sunlight shone in through the corner of the window and hit the floor tiles. Jiang Wen was sitting in the first row of the second row.
She approached him flatteringly: "Student Jiang, can you lend me a pen?"
He was still angry and turned a deaf ear to her words, continuing to write ancient poems on the draft paper indifferently.
Feng Ning was very thick-skinned, and had no sense of being ignored, and chose to forget the prank she had played on him before. She leaned over and watched him finish writing a poem, and even commented aloud: "The handwriting is good."
Jiang Wen put on a serious face, ignored her as if she were air, and continued to write another song.
"Student Jiang, can you lend me a pen?" Feng Ning said shamelessly, "The pen in your hand looks good for writing."
"No." Jiang Wen had no expression on his face. His eyes were fixed on the paper as he steadily wrote Qu Yuan's "Li Sao".
It seems that he is still holding a grudge.
After a half-minute stalemate, Feng Ning stared at Jiang Wen's hand holding the pen. He wore a black watch on his wrist, his fingers were thin, the joints were not prominent, and the overall proportions were very good.
She savored it carefully and praised it out loud: "Student Jiang, your hands are so beautiful!"
"... ..."
"It looks much better than my back."
Sure enough, the word "兮" on the draft paper suddenly trembled, and he could no longer bear it: "What on earth are you going to do?"
Feng Ning said innocently, "Borrow a pen."
Jiang Wen frowned, slammed the pen in his hand in front of her, and applied a little force.
The goal was achieved, and she was satisfied. Before leaving, Feng Ning sighed: "Fortunately, we sat side by side."
She tilted her head to look at him, her face full of worry: "Otherwise, if you sit behind me, you will see my back when you look up, how can you concentrate on the exam?"
Jiang Wen, who was sitting upright, immediately had a distorted expression after hearing these words.
Seeing that he was about to lose his temper, Feng Ning changed his expression to a normal one, "By the way, just a friendly reminder, you wrote a wrong word in the sentence '謇朝谇而夕替'. Hurry and open the book to check it out before the teacher comes."
At eight o'clock, four invigilators came in with test bags under their arms. A female teacher stood on the podium and shouted to the audience, "Students, get ready. The test is about to begin. Put away your reference materials and books."
Jiang Wen held his forehead with his hand and calmed down. Believing her lies, he took out the Chinese textbook from his schoolbag and turned to the chapter of Li Sao.
He glanced at the sentence "Although I like to dress up and wear beautiful clothes, I am also good at speaking in the morning and changing in the evening", and took the draft paper to check it again. There was nothing wrong.
He was still doubting when he heard a burst of laughter. He turned his eyes slightly and saw Feng Ning eating bread. She showed a row of neat white teeth adorably and said something that could make people angry to death, "You didn't write it wrong, I was just joking."
Every time she teased him, her methods were extremely low-level, but he actually fell for it every time.
Jiang Wen instantly felt like an idiot.
If anger had substance, then his head would be three feet high.
I felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and I wanted to throw the Chinese textbook in my hand at her face like a shot put. But being tricked by her was not the most annoying thing. The most annoying thing was that this sentence was actually tested in the ancient poetry filling-in-the-blank test.
Jiang Wen didn't know who he was going against, so he left the question blank out of spite.
After the exam, Feng Ning came over to return the pen.
Jiang Wen didn't give her a good face, and zipped up his schoolbag by himself, "You lost it."
"Why?"
He lowered his head slightly and said pretentiously: "I don't want it if it's used by others."
"Okay." Feng Ning put away the pen without hesitation and praised him, "What a pure and innocent classmate Jiang."
A long time ago, Feng Ning's words "always second" were like a thorn that pierced deeply into Jiang Wen's fragile little heart.
During the final exam period, he was extremely hardworking and studied even harder than he did during the high school entrance exam. The quality of his sleep during the past two nights was average. Jiang Wen felt a little sleepy while doing some calculations. He checked the time, set an alarm for half an hour on his phone, and lay down on the table.
In a daze, a dim halo appeared in front of my eyes, and in the halo, someone's back was naked. Half asleep and half awake, a picture suddenly flashed through my mind, a snow-white back, a narrow waist, and the one in front of me overlapped.
Jiang Wen woke up instantly.
His heart was still beating fast. When he saw clearly that it was Zhao Binlin, Jiang Wen threw something over and cursed, "Are you sick?"
Zhao Binlin, who was hit by the book, turned around with a puzzled look on his face. He was taking off his pants, puzzled, "What happened to me again?"
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"I'm just going to take a shower." Zhao Binlin felt aggrieved and confused.
Jiang Wen's eyebrows twitched, realizing that he had overreacted. He stood up and rubbed his forehead in annoyance, "Forget it, it's okay."
Completely not understanding what he was angry about, Zhao Bianlin asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Wen's lips moved, and after a while he uttered, "I haven't woken up yet."
At the same time, Feng Ning was watching cartoons in the dormitory with great interest.
When the episode ended and the ending theme song played, Shuang Yao suddenly contacted her on WeChat: Big sister, what’s wrong with you
Feng Ning: What’s wrong with me
Shuang Yao sent a link over and added: Now everyone knows that you are throwing yourself at Jiang Wen!
Clicking on the link, it was a post on Tieba. The post included a group of pictures: Feng Ning was next to Jiang Wen in the examination room in the morning, talking about something.
It was taken secretly from behind, and the pixels are extremely clear, so clear that it looks like it was taken by a professional camera.
She had a fawning expression on her face, but Jiang Wen remained unmoved. The poster described the entire process from borrowing the pen to returning it like this: This is all you can get for being the top student in the class? This is all? You are such a pushover.
The building was constructed very quickly.
1l: Fire tongs Hahahahahaha, wow, this girl is so beautiful ~ Does anyone know who she is
2l: Jiang Wen!!! Is this boy Jiang Wen!!!
3l: Is Jiang Wen a womanizer? I really think he is very cruel to girls... .
4l: To reply to the above, this girl is called Feng Ning, she is a famous academic genius in our first year of high school.
5l: Although this boy only showed a little bit of his side face, I can still feel his stunning handsomeness. May I ask if he has any contact information~~~[Excited]
6l posted the address of a boutique post: For 5l's scientific popularization, there are three handsome guys in Kai Tak who have their own high-rise buildings in the boutique area, one of them is Jiang Wen. If you don't know his, you can click in and take a look.
The previous opinions were quite normal, because it was normal for Jiang Wen to be paid for. Passersby said that they were a good match in terms of looks. Some people also lamented that Jiang Wen was unkind, why was he not moved at all by a female academic master like Feng Ning who was both beautiful and intelligent!!!
As the discussion went on, the original poster showed up again with malicious words: this girl comes from a poor family, and she probably has her eyes on Jiang Wen's family's money (ps: what do I mean by poor? It means working as a bartender in a bar~) By the way, when Jiang Wen was dating Cheng Jiajia, the most beautiful girl in his freshman year, it seemed like Feng Ning had interfered with their relationship~~~she was a professional mistress.
The words "bar girl" and "mistress" were too explosive. So some people started to question the post, asking the poster to provide evidence, while others just sat there to watch the discussion. Anyway, the discussion became more intense.
At about 11 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Wen finished reading the post. He went to the balcony and called Jiang Yuyun's best friend Yi Qiao using Zhao Binlin's phone.
"Sister Qiao, I'm Jiang Wen. Can you please do me a favor?"
It was very noisy over there, and it became quiet after a while. Yi Qiao was surprised: "Huh? What can I do for you? Tell me."
"I dropped my phone in the exam room."
Yi Qiao was also confused, "Then buy another one?"
"This phone contains exam materials, which are very important." Jiang Wen said calmly, "Can you help me say hello? I want to go to the security department to check the surveillance video of the exam room to see who picked it up."
Yi Qiao agreed readily.
The posts were getting more and more numerous, and Shuangyao worriedly sent a message to Fengning: I have already requested deletion, do you want me to open a small account to help you clarify it? Or scold the poster
Feng Ning turned off the screen of the forum and replied to the message: "It's a small grievance, but I can still bear it."
Shuangyao: ...
Feng Ning: But there is a small problem
Shuangyao:
While they were chatting, Qi Lan called suddenly. Feng Ning picked up the phone and talked to her mother for a while.
After hanging up the phone, she casually opened WeChat, stared at the bed, and sent a voice message to Shuang Yao, cursing: "I'm really weird, I'm speechless, you know, when was the next level flower chosen? It wasn't me??? I, Feng Ning, am very dissatisfied with the real-name system! I suggest that the group of people on the forum wash their eyes and open another voting thread."
After a long time, Shuangyao didn't reply.
Feng Ning continued to watch the cartoon. After a while, he opened WeChat and found dozens of messages in the class group.
She brushed her teeth upwards, her eyes widened, and she sat up and cursed, "Fuck!"
—How come she sent the voice message to Shuangyao to the class group! ! ! ! ! !