She had already made He Jing's tongue at such a stop, and hurriedly passed the paper over, waiting for what Ye Jian would do next.
"Put the middle finger tightly against the trouser seam, put half of the paper on the middle finger, and leave the other half outside. You must also clamp the paper between your knees to keep your legs straight and tight." Ye Jian walked up the stairs. Ye Jian never hides things that are good for the collective and tells what she knows one by one, but she can only rely on her to learn what she can do.
It is precisely this kind of selfless dedication that Ye Jian has always been well-connected among his classmates. Under such a hard time in high school, he also tutored the classmates, and brought all the roommates who had served in the same dormitory to the national key universities. Even if Ye Jian left the Provincial No. 1 Middle School, she could still hear her name in the Provincial No. 1 Middle School.
Those classmates who have been helped by her are still grateful to her. Every time I open the little penguin bomb, the first thing I hear is a series of "dididi" message receiving sounds,... all text messages sent by high school classmates. greeting.
He Jing thought that Ye Jian would just remind herself briefly, but she didn't know that she was teaching so hard.
It didn't feel like a feeling in my heart for a while, and I was ashamed of my own kind of villainous thinking.
"The book can't fall, nor can the paper between your fingers and thighs." Ye Jian put the book on He Jing's head, and put the paper on her hands and thighs. The last piece of paper... Ye Jian He smiled and pointed at her knees close together, "The point is here, I also have to clip a piece of paper here."
"Let’s talk about it first, as long as the books and papers fall, we have to add time and stack them in units of "ten minutes." She bent down and stuffed the paper between He Jing’s knees together, and at the same time heard congratulations. Jing and... There was a faint gasp from the upper layer.
This, this... This is too cruel! !
He Jing felt a little pain in her knee, "Ye Jian, don't tell me, that's how you practiced."
"That’s how I practiced. My uncle is a veteran and likes to make me stand in military posture. I started standing in junior high school,... classmates, otherwise, why do you think I got the title of "Pacesetter"? Because, I suffered earlier than you guys."
Everyone suddenly realized! It turned out to be like this! No wonder it's so powerful!
He Jing understood. The classmates who eavesdropped upstairs also understood. Ye Jian, who deliberately explained it, patted He Jing's knee lightly, "Okay, just stand like this, I will time the clock." Then, she raised her head. Yang Sheng said to the eavesdropping classmate upstairs: "You all understand, right? Let's stand together if you understand. From now on, let's stand for half an hour."
"Damn, she seems to have found us?"
"No, I cover my nose and breathe."
"Nine out of ten I found out. Otherwise, she wouldn't say "Stand together as soon as I understand." She must have found out. Don't squat anymore, and be found."
Three seconds later, there was a faint sound from upstairs, and then Qian Yanjun opened his mouth in embarrassment, "Um, cough..., we have no other meaning, just... just want to learn."
In the morning, the boys heard the conversation between Ye Jian and He Jing, thinking how they could lag behind the girls as boys, and after discussing them, they decided to let Qian Yanjun and Song Zhiqiu take the lead to take a peek.
Hearing what Ye Jian said, everyone was shocked to drop their jaws.
He Jing didn't know there was someone on it. He heard the sound that the bottom plate was unstable, and the piece of paper caught between her knees fell.