The area of Jiang'an Shuyuan is full of life atmosphere. When Lin Jing came home, the lights of every household had already been turned on, and the aroma of braised pork ribs wafted in all directions, making people more and more hungry.
The elevator stopped on the first floor for a while before going up. It was quite full of huge suitcases and wooden shelves. Lin Jing didn't want to wait for the next trip, so she squeezed in sideways through the gap. It doesn't matter if the crowd is tight, Ji Xingling is looking at him with hellish eyes in the cramped space.
And Lin Jing was also very surprised, why don't you live in a luxurious villa studded with diamonds
The atmosphere was eerie and quiet. As the two looked at each other full of disgust, the door slowly closed with a "ding". The advertising screen on the left may be in poor contact, and the thin, long and piercing electronic sound is constantly being played out, which makes the roots of the teeth itch. The elevator stopped once in the middle, because Aunt Zhang on the third floor was going to collect clothes on the top floor, so Lin Jing had to move two more steps in so that she could stand in smoothly.
Ji Xingling tugged at his sleeves, defending the blue and white ground turtle school uniform he was wearing like defending his circle of friends, refusing any contact with greasy monsters. Lin Jing had no interest in judging his behavior as a primary school student, and continued to listen to English with his earphones plugged in. When they reached the eighth floor, another staggering old man carrying a tea mug came up again. In order to avoid it, the mover dragged the wooden frame and pulled it to the right. Lin Jing was caught off guard and staggered forward.
The elevator was small, and Ji Xingling had nowhere to hide, so he grabbed the other person's arm and ordered impatiently, "Stand still!"
"Thank you." Lin Jing put his schoolbag together, "I see you are so helpful, you must not live on the thirteenth floor."
The moving worker next to him acted like a gangster. He didn't know how to apologize for bumping into people, but he had a strong desire to chat: "We're going to the thirteenth floor."
Lin Jing: "..."
Ji Xingling was still skeptical at first, after all, even if the Haidilao incident was left aside, no scumbag would desire to be a neighbor with a madman. But now seeing the other party's deflated face, he suddenly felt... It's actually quite cool, really cool.
How should I put it, the group rental community also has a beautiful scenery.
Master Ji whistled and swaggered back to 1301.
Lin Jing closed the door of 1302 with his backhand. Both his mood and appetite were not good. He didn't even taste his favorite fried shrimp.
The sky outside the window became a little darker, and then it started to rain, and it didn't stop for four or five hours.
Ji Xingling was lying on the massage chair, with one foot on the edge of the desk, and a fake English book was thrown beside it. It was "Working the land" two hours ago, and it was still in the same land two hours later, without going out at all. the meaning of. There is only a thin layer of window screen on the balcony of the bedroom, which can pass through the wind and also reveal a piece of warm orange light—the light from 1302 next door.
Lin Jing did three sets of English papers in one go, and didn't go to the balcony to breathe for a while until she felt dizzy. Although both Wang Hongyu and Li Jiansheng said that his grades will not be included in the overall list this time, but not being ranked does not mean that he will not take the exam, and the scores will still be announced. The look in Ji Xingling's eyes must be contemptuous and mocking, and he also patted the basketball and sneered at himself in all directions - so he didn't feel sleepy on the spot, and the refreshing effect was comparable to ten glasses of espresso.
At four o'clock in the morning, Ji Xingling went to the bathroom with sleepy eyes. When he passed the balcony, he looked at the lights next door and fell into a momentary confusion.
My day, why are you still studying
Lin Jing wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and the dream was endless. Although the BUFF bonus of "Ji Xingling's mocking gaze" has a refreshing effect, the battery life is not good, and sleepiness should still be sleepy, and because I slept too late, I was so dizzy that I even forgot to turn off the light, so it was so bright It was lit all night.
Ji Xingling leaned on his arm, thinking, no wonder he studied well.
It turns out that monsters of this breed don’t need to sleep.
In the early morning, the school bus stopped at the east gate of Jiang'an Bookstore on time. Lin Jing got in the car and looked around to make sure there were no bad members, then found an empty seat and sat down. Two girls behind him were chatting, chatting, and mentioned that Ji Xingling had also moved to Jiang'an Bookstore.
"Doesn't he live in the west of the city, is it true or not?"
"Of course it's true. It seems to be in Building A, but he certainly won't catch the school bus."
"Huh? I was so happy for nothing. I thought I could go to school with the school girl."
Lin Jing lowered his head and plugged in his earphones, shutting out all irrelevant discussions.
The morning reading started at 7:40, and by 7:20, the classroom was almost full of people, and most of them were copying each other's homework—Lao Li didn't know where he got the papers, it was so difficult and perverted.
The phone on the table buzzed and vibrated, indicating that a new message had been received.
Yuanshen: [kneeling] Can I ask you some math problems
Lin Jing was a little surprised, surprised that there were still people in the truant gang headed by Ji Xingling who cared about studying? The enemy camp takes the initiative to seek refuge. In a spy war drama, it is estimated that it can be performed magnificently for 30 episodes, but in a high school student, the reason is much simpler-Ge Hao really can't do it, and Lin Jing is the only one. A student who looks very idle.
Accessibility: No problem.
A minute later, Ge Hao ran over with his notebook in his arms, and dragged the chair next to him: "Thank you Brother Lin."
"You're welcome." Lin Jing glanced at the title and scribbled on the paper, "Because a is known to be the second quadrant angle, so x