chapter 2

The boy behind him was dressed neatly in the school uniform of No. 5 Middle School, and the white backpack behind him also had two straps on his back.

Jing Yuwen's throat rolled up and down, what the fuck is this the famous B King Xiang Siye?

There was an unstoppable smile on the teacher's face: "Why is Xiang Siye assigned to class five? Come on, come on, come in, we'll be changing seats soon."

The same is late, why is the treatment so different?

Jing Yu Wen was just about to discuss theories with this teacher, but the young man behind him rushed to speak in front of him.

The boy's voice was smiling: "Teacher, I'm also rat shit. You should ask me to find a factory to work. Why did you put me in so easily?"

The teacher didn't expect this kind of words to come out of the mouth of a good student, and was a little embarrassed for a while: "This..."

Xiang Siye seemed unwilling, and smiled again: "Teacher, Jing Yuwen has already apologized to you for being late, and you should also tell Jing Yuwen for the swearing words you just said. Apologize?"

Jing Yuwen was shocked and tender, but Xiang Siye actually knew his name?

The teacher licked his lips: "You two come in, don't waste everyone's time."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen was about to step into the door of the class, but the man behind him grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Teacher, if you don't apologize to Jing Yuwen, we won't go in. If you don't waste everyone's time, it's up to you."

Jing Yuwen gave a thumbs up in his heart. He finally realized that someone can say the toughest words in the best tone.

Maybe the teachers are very indulgent to the students, or maybe there are very few people who can reject a boy with a clear smile and a clean voice, the teacher finally took a few steps forward and lowered his voice: "Sorry, Jing Yuwen, the teacher just talked too much. It sounds ugly."

With this operation, Jing Yuwen couldn't tell for a while whether Xiang Sino helped him out of sincerity or just to pretend to be coercive. He was stunned for a while before smiling: "It's okay, then I'll go in."

The teacher blushed and nodded, Jing Yuwen passed by her as if nothing had happened.

Cosine has already taken his seat. He has been observing the battle situation at the front door. Seeing that Jing Yu Wen walked into the class with all his tails, he couldn't help but give two thumbs up. Lord Jing is indeed Lord Jing.

The seats in the class had long been occupied, and only the last two seats by the window were vacant. Jing Yuwen walked to the last row and sat next to Cosine.

Cosine was shocked: "Jing Ye is awesome, this Liu Ping is notoriously cheap and loves to find trouble. You are late and you can come back completely."

Jing Yuwen glanced at the door of the class, and Xiang Siye was still there talking to the teacher.

He looked at Cosine and wondered, "Isn't this Liu Ping teaching music? She is our head teacher?"

Cosine thought for a while: "It shouldn't be, it's impossible to find a music teacher to be the head teacher in the third year of high school."

Jing Yuwen nodded. Indeed, no matter how windy the Fifth Middle School was, it was impossible to find a music teacher to be the head teacher of the third year. When he looked forward, Xiang Siye had already left, and Liu Ping had not yet done so. Come in, it looks like you are on the phone at the door of the class.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the white transparent face of the young man, Jing Yuwen actually saw a blush on his face, it felt like, shy?

Could this guy be molested by Liu Ping?

Seeing Xiang Siye, Cosine was startled again: "Damn? Why is he in our class?"

Jing Yuwen shrugged: "Who knows, experience life?"

Xiang Siye sat in the empty seat in front of Jing Yuwen under the surprised gaze of the whole class.

The whole class suddenly raised a cautious suspicion.

"Fuck, am I blind, Xiang Siye? Isn't this time divided by grades?"

Some classmates even pinched themselves: "It hurts so bad, it's not a dream, Xiangshen has been divided into five classes!"

"Ahhhh, what the hell? Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye, I don't know who to choose for a while."

"Decisive Jing Yuwen, Xiang Siye is like an ice sculpture. It's better for Lord Jing to talk. He even helped me pick up volleyballs when he was a freshman in high school."

"No no no no, I'm going to rush to Siye!"

Someone was still awake, pointing to the big characters "Countdown to the college entrance examination" on the blackboard: "Sisters, you are in the third year of high school, and you can't make it, so think about how to get into college."

......

Jing Yuwen ignored him and looked out the window sideways, wondering whether Xiang Siye's operation just wanted to help him or just pretending to be a coward, while still a little worried about his status as a member of the class, and a little wondering about this coercion. Why were you assigned to five classes?

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiang Siye put his things away, he turned around, put one arm on Jing Yuwen's table, and raised his thin lips: "Thank me."

Jing Yuwen: ?

The doubts just now were completely dispelled, and he was very, very sure now that this fellow was just trying to pretend.

He originally just wanted to say "thank you" to send this King B away, but he found that the blushing on this man's face seemed to be heavier, he couldn't help but lean in to take a closer look, frowned, and squeezed to the side of his mouth. "Thank you" unknowingly replaced: "Did Liu Ping tease you just now?"

"what?"

Cosine stared at Xiang Siye for a while, and he asked, "Xiang Shen, why is your face so red?"

"Ah? Is it red?" Xiang Siye's eyes dodged a little, and explained, "The sun is a bit hot today, and it's blazing hot."

Jing Yuwen raised his eyebrows: "Tsk, a big man, how can he be shy when he is exposed to the sun."

Jing Yuwen thought that he was already in the same class anyway, and he would not be able to escape before the next monthly exam, and from Xiang Siye reminding himself to be late in the toilet and helping himself at the door of the class, he was not like what he thought. It's so bad, why don't you make a joke first and pull in the relationship with your classmates.

It's just that Jing Yuwen didn't expect that as soon as he said these words, Xiang Siye stopped talking as if he had been hit.

Cosine glanced at the two of them left and right, and noticed that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he took the initiative to lift the banner to ease the atmosphere: "Xiang Shen, aren't you the first in the school every time you take the exam? Why did you come down this time?"

Xiang Sinye smiled: "I want to experience the life of a mortal."

cosine: "..."

Jing Yuwen: "..."

He was the one who took the wrong look just now, so he didn't say anything just now, he was just thinking about how to pretend to be next!

Jing Yuwen pouted, put both hands on the table, pinching his knuckles in a bored manner, and suddenly the index finger of a hand that was half a degree whiter than his, poked his hand.

The owner of the hand raised the corner of his mouth: "Also, my net height is 187."

Jing Yuwen: ?

He felt that his height was provoked by Hong Guoguo: "What's the matter with me? Why tell me about your height?"

Xiang Siye glanced at Cosine and smiled: "Correct your mistakes."

Jing Yuwen: ?

Jing Yuwen thought, didn't see King B next to me when was talking to Cosine just now, why does this guy have such long ears?

But Cosine is still like an idiot and leaned on silly music: "Xiang Shen is directly ten centimeters taller than Jing Ye?"

Jing Yuwen's foot under the table couldn't help kicking Cosine's leg: "Go away, nine centimeters! How dare you say this when you are not taller than me?"

Cosine: "Wrong, wrong, nine centimeters nine centimeters."

Xiang Siye smiled: "Nine centimeters is not bad, just right."

Jing Yuwen frowned, in his heart, height is a symbol of a man's dignity! Even if it is not as tall as Xiang Siye, he must find a way to get it back!

"What a ghost, I'm still old, but you, why are you so high in the third year of high school? Are you not afraid of lack of oxygen when you flicker?"

"The air above is very fresh."

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes, Liu Ping's figure flashed into the corner of his vision, and she came in after calling.

Jing Yuwen raised his hand and turned Xiang Siye's head back: "I don't mind the neck pain."

Liu Ping stood on the podium and knocked on the table: "Your class teacher slipped to the waist today, and it is estimated that you will be able to come tomorrow. Now let's change your position first. Your class teacher said that you need a gang, that is, the first and last one are at the same table. The second and penultimate tablemates and so on, understand?"

The students said in unison, "Understood!"

Someone raised their hand and asked, "Teacher, who is our head teacher?"

Liu Ping: "I just transferred from a foreign school. I teach Chinese. My name is Wen Qin. Three o'clock is a heart."

The boy was agitated: "Fuck me? Girl, isn't our head teacher a beauty after hearing the name?"

Liu Ping snorted softly, "It's a man."

The boys were lost again: "I thought it was a beautiful head teacher."

Jing Yuwen is not interested in what is beautiful and not beautiful. Whatever the classmates in the class discuss, he just holds his cheeks and stares at the table in a daze.

Cosine suddenly poked him and whispered, "Look, Lord Jing."

Jing Yuwen wondered: "What are you looking at?"

Cosine pointed to Xiang Siye's ear, and his voice lowered a few degrees: "Xiang Shen's ears are red!"

Jing Yuwen looked in the direction of Cosine's fingers, and sure enough, there was a red ear. ?

Jing Yuwen looked out the window, the sun didn't reach Xiang Siye's ears, why is it so red? Could it be that this guy...he

crush

Liu Ping?

Liu Ping patted the table again, and became quiet.

"Now go out and line up and change your seat."

A group of people ran out of the corridor with their schoolbags on their backs and lined up, listening to Liu Ping's instructions and assigning positions one by one.

In the end, Jing Yuwen was assigned to the second-to-last position by the window. The same table was the second in the class, a girl named Fan Jia.

Cosine ranked seventh, and he and his seventh-to-last tablemate sat in the first row by the window.

And behind Jing Yuwen, was sitting first in the class, Xiang Siye.

Liu Ping stood on the podium again: "In the third year of high school, let me know if you still want to apply for live on campus, and I will report it to Mr. Wen."

Cosine was the first to raise his hand.

Jing Yuwen's house was relatively close to the school. He didn't want to live on campus, so after looking at Cosine, who was struggling to raise his hand from a distance, he slouched onto the table.

He leaned his face against the table, and turned the pen in his hand casually, and his eyes fell on Fan Jia unconsciously.

Although there are many people in the school, after two years, Jing Yuwen has a little impression of every face, but Fan Jia he seems to have never seen before.

"Why haven't I seen you before?"

"me?"

Fan Jia is a very good-looking girl, with straight long black hair, a slender and tall body, and a sweet smile. She looked at Jing Yuwen, revealing two small dimples: "I am a student at No. 5 Middle School, and I went there two years ago.The experiment is borrowed."

"Oh. More later..."

Jing Yuwen was only halfway through his words when suddenly a foot kicked his ass.