It may be because the rambunctious aftertaste of the National Day holiday has not faded away, and even the school bus in the early morning has been busier than usual these two days. When Lin Jing came up, a group of people were gathering together to discuss changing classrooms, saying that the seating chart had been posted in Dongshan Building. Someone also lost a picture in the Wechat group of Class 1, Grade 2, and it was secretly photographed through the glass of the front door. Although the pixels are as blurry as a dog and reflect light, it does not affect the enthusiasm of the people for downloading. strip.
Lin Jing saved the picture in the photo album, zoomed in and looked at it carefully for a long time, but before he found his name, someone sat beside him yawning: "What are you doing, you bastard."
"..."
Why can people like you get 109 in Chinese
Ji Xingling is a typical scar and forgets the pain as soon as it heals. Yesterday he was coughing and wheezing at home to catch a cold, but today he came to school in a loose-fitting school uniform with the neckline crooked. Pulling the zipper up, the original intention was to remind the other party to keep warm, but Ji Xingling just happened to look down at the phone again, and just like that, the zipper arrived precisely, leaving a bloodstain on the young master's chin.
"Hiss..." Ji Xingling was defenseless, stunned by the pain on the spot.
Lin Jing shook her hand: "I'm sorry."
"Do you know that you speak these three words very soullessly?"
"...but you can forgive me very soulfully."
Young Master Ji snorted, went to the driver and asked for a Band-Aid, then sat back and threw it to him: "Help me."
Whether the wound was deep or not, it was a bit ambiguous to say that it was completely fine. Lin Jing helped him stick the Band-Aid, and pressed it carefully with his fingertips: "Okay, you're pretty handsome, really, I found that you are really handsome in any shape, wow."
Ji Xingling was silent for three seconds and applauded silently. Your word "wow" is so hypocritical.
Mr. Kobayashi, an emotionless boaster.
After being disturbed by him, Lin Jing also forgot about the seat chart: "Why did you remember to take the school bus today?"
"I woke up after four o'clock." Ji Xingling stretched his muscles and bones, "I'm sleepy, I'll sleep again."
He is thin and tall, and he takes up a lot of space, and he is usually used to sitting in a crooked posture. The small seat of the school bus is obviously not enough, so he squeezed his head over soon and forcibly pressed it on Lin Jing's shoulder—it fits perfectly. The young master has always had a lazy image of being ignorant and inexperienced.
Lin Jing clicked on the English audio, and before listening to a few words, one of the earphones was snatched away.
Ji Xingling stuffed it himself, and said in a hoarse voice, hypnotizing.
"..."
The female voice in the headset said,
Do you see the fruit buried in the fallen leaves
It is the flavor of autumn.
Have you seen the red fruit buried in the fallen leaves? That is the taste of autumn.
There are always many, many sour, and many, many sweet.
…
When the two of them entered the classroom, they just caught up with the deputy class monitor, Hou Yuetao, returning with a steaming seat chart. Now it is not the high-definition version, but the high-definition version. A group of activists immediately crowded forward to join in the fun, and Ji Xingling called Ge Hao: "Who am I sitting with?"
"Wei Xue, it seems."
Ji Xingling: "..."
What the fuck is this arrangement
Although Brother Xing is not very interested in who is at the same table, it is not OK to be sitting next to the class monitor. It happened that Lao Wang was walking by, so he straightened his collar and took the initiative to find the class teacher: " Teacher Wang, can I change to another deskmate?"
"Why?" Wang Hongyu was puzzled.
Ji Xingling's tone was sincere: "I think I'm too bad at studying, and there are too many small movements in class, which will disturb others."
"Recently, your grades have improved significantly. You have to have confidence in yourself." Wang Hongyu earnestly said, "And when you sit with Lin Jing, if you have any questions you don't know, you can ask him more. I think You seem to be on good terms."
"Okay teacher, then I'll go back."
The eldest young master's attitude changed too quickly, Wang Hongyu only had time to make a start, and he was very choked when he didn't have a chance to fully exert himself.
The people around the podium had dispersed. When Ji Xingling returned to his seat, he glanced at the seat chart. He was in the seventh row of the third group, and so was Lin Jing. At the front table are Li Moyuan and Wei Xue. Ge Hao may have been too self-absorbed recently, and his eyes are not very good, so he looked around.
"Brother Xing." Yu Yizhou kicked his chair, "I found that your seat is also perfect, and you are surrounded by high school masters. Did Lao Wang discover your potential in the last exam and think that you can save a lot of money?" Bundle?"
"Who is behind me? I didn't pay attention just now."
"… I."
"Then maybe Lao Wang didn't want to rescue me and gave up the treatment."
"Damn it, get out."
The class was buzzing, everyone was discussing things at the same table. Wang Hongyu has led the class for many years, knowing that these youngsters will definitely not be able to calm down for a while, so he simply applied to the school, and there is no need to wait for Friday, and he will move after school this afternoon, so moving early will save trouble.
The Xueyuan building is quite a distance from the new classroom. Lin Jing is a problem-solving madman. He came here with a suitcase on the first day of school, and now he only has to walk a few more times to carry it. Ji Xingling had just packed his fluffy schoolbag, and before he had time to stand up, several girls stood by the table and asked, "Ji Xingling, can you help us move the books?"
"Yes, wait a minute." Ji Xingling glanced at the classroom and said lazily, "Hou Yuetao!"
"..."
Lao Hou bowed his head and was willing to be a bully. He went to the convenience store and asked for a blue trailer. He asked the girls to pile up the books and workbooks and get it done in one trip. With his schoolbag on one shoulder, Ji Xingling walked to the sixth row and reached out, "Give it to me."
"Hou Yuetao has already left?" Lin Jing tidied up the last stack of papers, "I'm still going to rub his car."
"Well, let's go." Ji Xingling picked up his book, "Hurry up, I have to go to the playground later."
"Going to play again?"
"Lao Song asked the people who applied for the sports meeting to stay and practice for an hour every day after school."
Lin Jing was very alert when he heard this: "Official project or all projects?"
"Official projects, fun activities are so stupid, there is nothing to practice playing a monkey."
"..." You better shut up.
The two of them went back and forth three times before moving all of Xueba's belongings. Lin Jing looked at the time and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together tonight.
Ji Xingling was surprised: "Aren't you going home?"
"I'm on duty today." Lin Jing said, "Plus I have to move things, it must be quite late, so I told my aunt to eat outside."
"Okay, then you can find me on the track when you're done." Ji Xingling threw his schoolbag over and went to the playground to gather by himself.
There are also two students on duty who are both girls. Facing the garbage on the floor of the classroom just after moving, they are very devastated. The only thing that does not collapse is "sweeping the floor with a handsome guy partner". Lin Jing gave full play to her fine tradition and took the initiative to contract Most of the dirty work was tiring, and he asked again: "Is Taoli Building still open now?"
"It's on, and the lights are still on." Wei Yue thought he was going to ask a math question, "But I don't know if Lao Li is still here."
"Yeah." Lin Jing picked up two schoolbags, "Then go home early and be careful on the road."
Taoli Building is a teacher's building, and several teachers are correcting their homework in the big office.
"Teacher." Lin Jing knocked on the door, "Can I have a cup of hot water, there is no water dispenser in Dongshan Building, and the convenience store is closed."
"The drinking fountain is in the corner." A sophomore teacher knew Lin Jing and asked with a smile, "Isn't it hard to do today's duty, look at you so disgraced."
"En." Lin Jing took a thermos of water, thanked him, and brought it directly to the playground. As expected, the young master who had just finished running 1,500 meters was picking up his clothes and preparing to go off-campus to buy drinks.
"Give."
"what?"
"you caught a cold."
"I'm ready."
"hurry up!"
"..."
There are also a few honeysuckle soaked in the thermos, and Brother Xing also takes it.
"What is your health secret for middle-aged and elderly people?"
"Drink your water well." Lin Jing checked the nearby restaurants, "You can't eat spicy food these two days, casserole porridge pork belly chicken or pork ribs medicinal food?"
"...I choose to go on a hunger strike."
"Okay." Lin Jing put the phone back into his trouser pocket, "Then I'm going to eat, you go back alone."
"Hey, you still owe me a meal of bullfrogs." Ji Xingling followed behind him, "You have to be sincere when you treat guests, you know that?"
"Do I still have to visit your house?"
"It's not necessary." Ji Xingling emphasized, "But what to eat depends on me."
The two pushed and fought all the way, and walked around the school for a long time, but they couldn't find a decent restaurant—in Teacher Xiaolin's words, they were all oily, spicy, and unsanitary. Japanese grocery store?"
"I just took a look when I passed by, and it was closed."
"...Okay, then I'll take you to eat somewhere else." Ji Xingling chose to give in, so he took a taxi and walked for a while, leading him into a small alley, "Go down."
Lin Jing:
In front of him was a dark staircase, long and steep, with twinkling lights hanging on the walls on both sides. It felt like this haunted scene wouldn't even happen if there were no murders.
"Ji Xingling, are you going to take me to whoring?"
"Cough!" The young master's throat was a little dry, and he was drinking water from a thermos, and now he spit it all back in one gulp.
"... The cup is for you." You're welcome.
"You good student, why is your mind so impure." Ji Xingling rubbed his head, "This is the restaurant run by Uncle Tao, it's very hot, you know, be careful not to fall."
Uncle Tao is a glutton, he was more domineering when he was young, and he always wanted to do something with the beasts in the city, but was beaten to pieces by the adult Qilin Mr. It looks like a private restaurant in a black shop.
"Are you sure there's really something to eat?" Lin Jing was very confused, "Otherwise, I'd still invite you to eat barbecue, or hot pot grilled fish, whatever."
"No, I have a cold and can't eat spicy food."
"Hello."
"I'm fine."
Ji Xingling pulled his schoolbag shoulder strap with one hand, and pushed open the heavy store door with the other.
A huge sound wave gushed out, and Lin Jing was almost deafened on the spot.
More than a dozen ball lights rotated on the ceiling at the same time, illuminating every diner's face in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.
Xiao Tao behind the counter stared wide-eyed: "You said he is human?"
"What's wrong with humans? It's not like your father doesn't accept humans." Ji Xingling forced a VIP room, turned around and saw that Teacher Xiao Lin who was standing at the door just now was gone.