Xie Ruan still didn't know what kind of waves would be caused by Bo Jin's outrageous actions.
He put all his attention on the upcoming exam.
The bell rang, and the invigilator entered the room on time. After emphasizing the examination discipline as usual, he tore open the sealed file bag, counted the test papers, handed them to the students sitting in the front row, and asked them to pass them to the back.
Unlike the city-wide joint examination during the midterm, this monthly examination was set by Sega High School itself.
Probably to give students a shot of adrenaline before the final exam, the questions were surprisingly simple. It might not be very friendly to the top students who were trying their best to widen the gap with their opponents, but it was a pleasant surprise for people like Xie Ruan who were still catching up on their basics.
After taking the test paper and looking through it, Xie Ruan calmed down completely. He breathed a sigh of relief, filled in his name and class on the answer sheet, and began to answer the questions.
During the last exam, he was anxious and flustered, his mentality teetering on the brink of collapse, and he was only able to keep himself stable with the help of Bo Jin. This time it was different.
The increasing amount of knowledge in his brain gave him confidence. Not only was he no longer afraid of exams, but he was also eager to try.
There were a lot of Chinese questions, so even though there were only two and a half hours, Xie Ruan didn't dare to slack off.
After he finished writing the last word in a hurry, he put down his pen and shook his swollen and painful fingers. Before he could look up to see how much time was left, the invigilator reminded the students who were still writing to put down their pens.
Xie Ruan's heart tightened, and he quickly turned to the front and corrected a multiple-choice question that he was unsure about. Then he put the answer sheet and test paper on the upper left corner of the table, picked up his schoolbag and began to pack his things.
The invigilator was very fast, probably due to his years of teaching. He collected the papers in a few minutes and signaled everyone to leave.
Hearing this, the students who couldn't wait any longer opened the classroom door and ran out like wild horses.
Only Xie Ruan was carrying a schoolbag and walking slowly at the back, forming a sharp contrast with the others who were rushing forward madly.
It wasn't that he wasn't active in eating, but Bo Jin had told him before that he would get him food, and told him not to rush after school and just come to the cafeteria.
Look at the classmates who are running out of breath, and then look at myself who is relaxed.
Xie Ruan curled the corners of his lips, thinking that this bastard Bo Jin was still somewhat useful occasionally.
Bo Jin didn't know that because of that meal, his image in Xie Ruan's heart became a little more prestigious.
He still handed in the paper half an hour early today and had finished his meal. The four meals in front of him were prepared for Xie Ruan, Sun Haoxiang and others.
Seeing that the get out of class was about to end, he sent a message to Xie Ruan, telling him his exact location. Just as he was about to put down his phone, he received a message from Sun Haoxiang.
When I clicked on it, it was a long voice message.
Bo Jin hates it most when people send him voice messages, especially long ones. He doesn't even want to click on them, and directly replies to Sun Haoxiang with two words -
Bo: Typing.
Sun Haoxiang obviously also thought of his habit and quickly sent a text message -
Sun Haoxiang, who repeatedly rejected the school beauty: Where are you? I'm at the round table by the window, why can't I see you
Bo Jin raised his head and glanced around, his eyes fixed on a spot not far ahead, and he typed a reply.
Bo: Look back.
Sun Haoxiang looked back blankly, and Bo Jin raised his hand towards him.
“Damn,” Sun Haoxiang walked over and glanced at the huge lucky bamboo pot next to Bo Jin. “I was wondering why there were only a few people in the cafeteria and I couldn’t find you. It turns out you were blocked by this thing.”
He found an empty seat and sat down, picked up a spoon and scooped up a piece of spicy chicken: "Who is so talented that he put lucky bamboo in the cafeteria and is not afraid of being suffocated by the fumes."
Bo Jin looked down at his phone screen, but didn't see Xie Ruan's reply. He guessed that Xie Ruan might still be in the teaching building, so he looked up and asked Sun Haoxiang, "Why are you out so late today?"
Sun Haoxiang always did the same thing as him every time he took an exam, handing in his paper half an hour early. But today he only handed it in five minutes early, which seemed abnormal.
"Don't mention it," Sun Haoxiang lowered his head and drank a mouthful of dragon bone soup, complaining to Bo Jin, "I was unlucky. I ran into Mr. Sun invigilating the exam, and he forced me to fill in the reading comprehension before letting me leave."
At this point, Sun Haoxiang pinched his chubby fingers distressedly: "I'm so tired, I must make up for it today."
He stood up with his meal card: "I'll go buy another portion of salt and pepper pork ribs."
"Come back," Bo Jin called him and said calmly, "I've beaten you enough."
Sun Haoxiang said indifferently: "The more the better. If you can't finish it, just throw it away. We don't need that little money."
"Oh," Bo Jin smiled, "Then you need a newest iPhone?"
Sun Haoxiang: “…”
Sun Haoxiang's new phone was confiscated by Sun Fuan a while ago. Although he still has a spare phone, it is not as good as a new phone. These days, he has been pestering Bo Jin, wanting him to help get his phone back.
What could Sun Haoxiang do when his weakness was caught? He could only sit down with his head down and continue eating.
I couldn't help but complain in my heart. I don't know where he got so many bad habits. He never allowed people to leave any food...
Bo Jin pretended not to notice Sun Haoxiang's sad expression, exited the chat software, and rarely took the initiative to open the school forum.
He deliberately did that in the corridor today and he didn't believe that no one would talk about it.
The onlookers did not disappoint him, and the first hot post on the homepage was about this matter.
By the way, did anyone see it this morning? Let's exchange a secret signal, in the corridor, outside the door of Class 11 of Senior 1.
What is this story about
Oh my my my! I'm so shocked! Are they real
What kind of riddles are you playing? Can't you just say it directly? Irritated.
If you don't say anything, I will! Just before the Chinese language test today, Bo Jin touched Xie Ruan's face at the door of Class 11 of Grade 1!
Oh, I thought it was something... Just touching my face, is it necessary to make such a fuss? I touch my deskmate's thigh under the desk every day.
No! It's the kind of touch where your face is touching and you're about to kiss!
I think it's true. I heard that they were holding hands this morning.
No, aren't these two so blatant? Aren't they afraid that the teacher will find out
What is Bo Jin afraid of? Just think about it. The teacher forbade him to have a premature relationship on the first day, but he got second place on the second day. The principal would probably cry and help him write a love letter.
Hahahahaha, you have a vivid picture when you say that. Damn, I envy the academic god so much. I also want to have the freedom to fall in love early...
Wake up, first of all... you have to find a partner.
These two people must be in a simple relationship, if they are real lovers, they would not be so open. And let alone touching the face, even kissing is nothing, my best friend and I have even kissed with our tongues.
Is it you who is wrong or me
Stop lying, okay? The atmosphere between them is not about love, why are you coming to chop me with a knife
+1 to my good friend, don’t be a lesbian just because others are gay.
"Fuck you buddy..."
The smile on Bo Jin's face gradually disappeared. This crowd of spectators is no good.
Sun Haoxiang was startled by him and almost thought that Bo Jin wanted to break up with him. He subconsciously looked around the plate and found no rice grains or soup spilled, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Bo Jin really didn't know what was going on in the minds of the people in his school. Was the definition of a good buddy so broad now? Why did he have to come out in person to correct their official CP
The phone suddenly vibrated. It was a voice message from Xie Ruan.
Bo Jin lowered his eyes and clicked—
Xie Ruan said, "I know, I'll be there right away."
Xie Ruan's voice was that clear, teenage voice, without the hoarseness of voice change. At this moment, probably because he was relaxed after taking an exam, he sounded a little lazy, which made him sound particularly nice.
Bo Jin couldn't help but click on it and listen to it again, secretly sighing in his heart that his little desk mate was not good enough.
Why didn't he say more if he could talk? He was short of a few gigabytes of memory. In just a few seconds, I couldn't even listen to it.
I quickly long-pressed the voice bar and selected it as a favorite so that I can listen to it anytime I want.
Sun Haoxiang, who was sitting next to him and had a full view of everything, said: "???"
Hello? Who was the person who just said he didn't want to listen to the voice
Damn, how can this person be so self-righteous and have such double standards
Sun Haoxiang had a wooden face and felt that the spicy chicken in his mouth no longer tasted good.
"Brother Bo!" At this time, He Mingjie hurried over and asked, "What did you choose for the classical Chinese summary question?"
Pointing at Pan Yu, he said, "Old Pan chose C, and I chose B. I hesitated between these two options for a long time, and finally I felt that B was right."
Bo Jin put down his phone and said casually, "C."
"It's over!" He Mingjie wailed and hugged his head. "This question is worth three points! I'm not good at physics, so I'm counting on getting more points in Chinese!"
He had just finished his exams, and there were many people like him in the cafeteria. People around him were not surprised. He drank soup when it was time to drink soup, and ate when it was time to eat. He was very calm.
Bo Jin ignored him and turned to ask the most reliable Pan Yu: "Didn't you run into Xie Ruan when you came here?"
"No," Pan Yu took off his glasses and put them aside to prevent them from sliding down when he lowered his head to eat. "Maybe they are slow in collecting the papers in the exam room, but it should be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Ruan's voice rang in his ears: "You guys are pretty fast."
"Ahem," Sun Haoxiang wiped his face and raised his head, "Xiao Xie, we are all men, don't say the word fast."
Xie Ruan: “…”
Xie Ruan scolded him with a smile, looked around, and saw that only the seat next to Bo Jin was empty. So he put his schoolbag away and sat down.
Bo Jin pushed the untouched bowl of kelp and dragon bone soup to him and asked, "Why are you here so late?"
Xie Ruan glanced at him and said deliberately, "Didn't you tell me not to worry?"
Actually, he was just lazy.
Xie Ruan had been running long enough to go to the canteen to grab food three times a day. Finally, someone helped him get food, so he wanted to walk slowly.
"You're quite obedient," Bo Jin raised his eyebrows and said in an ambiguous way, "It would be nice if you were this obedient at other times."
"I don't..." Xie Ruan said halfway, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. Who was Bo Jin to him? Why should he listen to him
She glared at him and lowered her head to eat.
After eating a few bites, he turned to Bo Jin and said, "Bo Jin, what was your answer for the classical Chinese essay summary question?"
Is there something special about this question? Why do you ask it all the time
Bo Jin was surprised and asked instead of answering: "What do you choose?"
Xie Ruan said, "I choose B." There was a hint of lack of confidence in his tone.
Bo Jin said naturally: "Well, I also choose B."
Correctly changed!
Xie Ruan felt relieved, but before he could be happy for even a second, He Mingjie on the other side said, "Ah? Brother Bo, didn't you just say you chose C?"
His eyes were filled with ecstasy as if he had won the lottery: "Did you remember it wrong? You chose b instead of c?"
Sun Haoxiang's mouthful of spicy chicken diced went down his throat and tears immediately burst out.
Pan Hua's hand trembled, and most of the soup he scooped out spilled back in an instant.
Really, the probability of the Chinese national football team winning the World Cup is greater than that of He Mingjie improving his emotional intelligence.
Xie Ruan was not stupid, and there was nothing he did not understand from the reactions of these people. Bo Jin should have chosen C, but he was afraid that he would lose his temper, so he deliberately said that he chose B.
It’s not going to collapse. Now Xie Ruan’s mentality is not as fragile as it was at the beginning, but he still can’t avoid feeling depressed.
He had originally chosen the right one, if only he hadn't changed it at the last minute, why was he so careless!!
For the following time, he was worried about this matter and even ate his meal absent-mindedly.
Seeing his state, Bo Jin glanced coldly at He Mingjie and gave him a look that seemed to be about to settle accounts with him.
Even if He Mingjie was slow to react, he finally realized it. He hunched his shoulders and lowered his head, trying to reduce his presence. He was afraid that Bo Jin would come and kill him.
Bo Jin was worried that Xie Ruan would be affected by this incident and would not be able to perform well in the following exams. He wanted to say something to divert his attention, but suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Hello, can you add me on WeChat?"
Bo Jin turned around.
A handsome boy came over holding a cell phone, his ears reddened as he said, "Master Bo, Master Bo, I'm Feng Qiao from Class 2, Grade 2, and I'm also a contestant. I want to consult you about some contest matters, can I add WeChat?"
He had been paying attention to Bo Jin privately for a long time, but had never dared to take the initiative. It was the post on the forum today that gave him the courage.
Hesitate for nothing! If you don't go to Bo Jin now, you will be seduced by the little goblin! !
Bo Jin raised his eyebrows.
This year's provincial competition was already over, and except for him, no one from their school made it to the finals. Waiting until next year to take the exam was even more impossible, as no one would be so stupid as to sacrifice their college entrance examination time for a competition that they didn't know how far they would go.
It is obvious that this person has other intentions than drinking.
Bo Jin's heart moved.
He was just worrying about how to refute the comments of his good friends on the forum and divert Xie Ruan's attention at the same time, and now the opportunity came.
The chosen one, that's him.
"Sorry," Bo Jin smiled, and pulled up Xie Ruan's left hand that was hanging under the table, interlocking their fingers, "I don't add anyone casually."
After a pause, he said meaningfully: "Otherwise he will be unhappy."
Feng Qiao: “!!!”
Is it still too late? Who said these two were good friends? Come out and get beaten!
The little deer in his heart died!!
Bo Jin gave himself full marks for this performance in his heart.
Bo Shen is too self-conscious, Bo Jin sighed.
When looking for a boyfriend, you should look for one who is as strict with male ethics as me! Keep your body and mind clean and stay away from flowers and plants outside.
It feels really safe.
Bo Jin curled the corners of his lips modestly.
At this moment, Xie Ruan's mind was full of the multiple-choice question that he had corrected incorrectly. His soul was not in his body at all, and he only heard the general idea of the conversation between the two people.
Noticing the gazes of several people, he raised his head slowly, not knowing what was going on: "Ah? Unhappy? I'm not unhappy. You can add more if you want. What does it have to do with me?"
I'm not asking for his WeChat to see what he does.
Bo Jin, who was waiting for his admiration and praise: "..."
The author has something to say: Mr. Bo: I will remember this three points of shame.