Chapter 4

At the beginning of the school year, the classmates were quite active, and there was not a single one in the class idle. They were all talking to each other, the voices were not loud, and there was a buzzing sound, which could only be heard when they walked near the class door.

As soon as Jing Yuwen stepped into the class, the buzzing stopped instantly, and when it appeared that it was Jing Yuwen, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued talking.

Cosine was giving a lecture to his classmate when he saw Jing Yuwen and raised his hand to say hello: "Master Jing!"

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's very early, Coke thank you."

Cosine: "When it's to coax children."

Jing Yuwen: "It's almost the same as coaxing the second uncle."

He smiled and walked to his seat. Fan Jia hadn't come yet, but there were two big yellow packets of potato chips on his table, which were a bit dazzling.

He sat down sideways, leaned against the wall, raised his hand and patted the edge of Siye's table, and raised his chin towards the potato chips: "What did you give?"

Xiang Siye raised his head and put down his pen: "Yes, you don't want to eat."

Jing Yuwen thought that he had helped Xiang Siye get lifelong happiness today, and it was nothing to ask him these two big bags of potato chips: "Thank you, but I deserve it."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Indeed. Coke and potato chips, do you like it?"

"Of course," Jing Yuwen picked up a bag of potato chips, threw it over his head, and caught it again: "Coke and potato chips are as happy as a fairy."

Xiang Siye picked up the pen, looked down at the test questions, and said casually, "Don't eat too much, it's not good for your health."

The sound of the potato chip bag being thrown and caught was so loud that Jing Yuwen didn't hear Xiang Siye's words, but Xiang Siye's obscure tablemate raised his head and sniffed.

"There is an ambiguous smell in the air."

When Jing Yuwen heard these words, he put down the potato chips: "So you can talk."

"What you said, I'm not dumb."

Jing Yuwen leaned forward and pressed his palm on the textbook on this man's desk: "What's your name?"

"Zhou Hong, my classmates used to call me Da Hei."

Jing Yuwen: "Big Black?"

Zhou Hong scratched his hair: "Because I look black."

Jing Yuwen didn't want to make fun of people's skin color, so he simply took what Zhou Hong said just now: "Da Zhou, you found it too?"

"It's so obvious this morning, it's hard not to realize it." Zhou Hong picked up a pen and stared at it: "This time, I'm afraid that only me and my pen are straight."

Xiang Siye covered his mouth inexplicably and watched Zhou Hong cough a few times.

Jing Yuwen: ?

To be honest, he didn't understand what Zhou Hong was saying, and thought that something happened to Xiang Siye and Fan Jia when he was making up his sleep this morning.

"Tell me, Da Zhou, what happened this morning?"

Zhou Hong leaned forward and was about to speak when Xiang Siye took Zhou Hong's test paper: "Zhou Hong, why didn't you write this question? Is it not possible?"

Zhou Hong: "I haven't..."

Xiang Siye: "Come on, let me tell you something."

Zhou Hong: "I know this."

Xiang Siye: "No, you won't."

Zhou Hong looked at Siye's eyes, and picked up the pencil obediently: "Oh, I remembered, I won't."

Jing Yuwen frowned and looked at the two of them the whole time, and he said in his heart, "It's boring to pretend to be a coercion to Siye.

He turned around and stuffed a packet of potato chips that Xiang Siye had given him into the table. He tore the packet open. He went to play with his mobile phone after not eating much at noon today. He was a little hungry now, so he just ate a packet of potato chips to press him.

He couldn't finish the potato chips by himself. He reached out and knocked on the front of the table, and said to the two people at the front table, "Eat potato chips."

A man and a woman at the front table turned around and grabbed a hand: "Thank you, Lord Jing!"

He stuffed a few more slices into his mouth, and simply gave the whole package of potato chips to the front table: "Let's pass it on and share it."

This big bag of potato chips spread in the whole class like this. Every person who had eaten potato chips would turn around and say hello to Jing Yuwen: "Thank you, Lord Jing!"

"It's all right!"

Jing Yuwen took a tissue from the table and wiped his hands and mouth. He opened the coke that he didn't drink this morning and took a sip. Although it was no longer iced, it was still refreshing!

Zhou Hong carefully watched Xiang Siye draw an auxiliary line for himself, and the mechanical pencil in his handsome and white hand suddenly made a crisp sound, and the lead was broken.

Zhou Hong wondered: "What's wrong with you to God?"

Xiang Siye paused: "No, I'm going too hard."

A few minutes before class, Fan Jia ran back to the class, her breathing was a little short, and there were a lot of sweat on her forehead.

Jing Yuwen took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Did you oversleep?"

"Thank you," Fan Jia took the tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead, explaining, "I went to the Art Building to practice singing."

Jing Yuwen asked, "Are you a special student?"

Fan Jia nodded: "Yes, oh also, Teacher Liu asked you to go to her office after class."

Mr. Liu? Isn't that Liu Ping? Jing Yuwen and Liu Ping have almost nothing in common. It shouldn't be a good thing to find him this time. He was thinking that his ass was kicked by a certain B king.

He shuddered, looked back at Xiang Siye, and pressed his tongue against his cheek: "What's the matter this time?"

Xiang Siye shrugged and threw the mechanical pencil on the table: "Remind you, this section is in English."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "I fucking know, can you stop kicking my ass?"

Xiang Siye stretched his neck and looked at the books on Jing Yuwen's desk, raised his eyebrows: "A high school physics question must be done?"

"Me," Jing Yuwen took out a book of English from the stack of textbooks stacked on the table, put it on the physics test question, and then turned around: "I just did the physics question and I was fascinated, didn't I?"

Xiang Siye smiled, and his voice rose a little: "Okay, you can say whatever you want."

Jing Yuwen sounded very provocative, but he thought about it, every time Xiang Siye kicked him, he was talking to Fan Jia. Could it be that he was jealous?

The class bell rang, he looked at the door in front of him, the teacher hadn't come yet, so he turned back and raised his eyebrows, leaned back, leaned closer to Xiang Siye, and whispered, "Are you jealous?"

Xiang Siye was stunned for less than a second, then calmly said, "Yes, I'm jealous."

Xiang Siye glanced at the door, his lips moved, as if he was about to say something, but before the words came out, a stern voice came from the podium.

"Jing Yuwen, what are you doing?"

When Jing Yuwen heard the voice, he turned his head back suddenly and sat up straight.

The English teacher's name is Ma Yan. She is a woman. She has brought Jing Yuwen with her since her first year of high school. Jing Yuwen made her angry every time. As soon as she heard her voice, she reflexively became honest and fucked.

Jing Yuwen smiled naively: "Teacher, I asked Xianggou, bah, what is Xiang Siye's English knowledge?"

Ma Yan patted the textbook on the table and held the frame: "Do you think I believe it?"

"You must believe it, I promise."

Ma Yan supported the desk with one hand and put the other hand on her hips. She rolled her eyes, and Jing Yuwen, who was turning around, felt terrified.

"I like to look back, right? I'll satisfy you. You will keep the same posture as you just turned back this class."

"..." Jing Yuwen swallowed his saliva and tried to beg for mercy: "Aiya, beauty Ma, she will suffer from spondylosis."

There was a laugh out of nowhere, and then the whole class laughed.

Ma Yan patted the table: "Who laughs again? I'll let him laugh for a lesson!"

As soon as the words fell, the classroom fell silent.

Jing Yuwen squeezed his throat: "Beauty Ma, I'll spare her this time, and she won't dare it next time."

Acting like a spoiled child before being punished is Jing Yuwen's usual tactic. For a long time, this trick has long been ineffective against Ma Yan.

"Let's act coquettishly again, and keep the posture of looking back in the next English class."

Jing Yuwen's eyelids drooped down instantly, and a thick voice came out of his throat: "I know, teacher."

Then keep the posture of turning back obediently.

Xiang Siye raised his mouth and tilted his head to look at him. The expression in his eyes made him elusive. He felt that he must be watching his joke!

In the middle of the class, Ma Yan took advantage of everyone's work on the questions and went out. There was a buzzing sound in the class. Jing Yuwen seized the opportunity and wanted to take a rest. it comes.

"I'll tell the teacher when I get back, and let her punish you in the next class."

Jing Yuwen's teeth were about to be shattered: "Do you want to be so despicable?"

"I'm helping you, what if you develop the habit of being lazy in the future?"

Zhou Hong raised his head silently, and laughed twice: "Xiang Shen, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

Xiang Siye glanced at him sideways, he immediately covered his mouth and lowered his head again.

Jing Yuwen gritted his teeth: "Da Zhou, you are right, Xianggou is despicable and shameless!"

Xiang Siye acted as if nothing had happened, he took out a sticker from somewhere, took a heart-shaped one from it, pressed his body forward, and stuck it on Jing Yuwen's right face.

Jing Yuwen couldn't bear it any longer. He tore off the small sticker on his face, turned around, and roughly pressed the sticker onto Xiang Siye's forehead.

"You should have a tolerance for taking advantage of the danger of the mother."

Looking at Xiang Siye's astonished expression, he felt so happy that he took it as revenge for the revenge he had just threatened.

He was complacent, but he felt that the air pressure around him had dropped a few degrees, and the voices of his classmates had disappeared.

A bad premonition flooded his heart, he looked at Xiang Siye, swallowed, and nodded to Xiang Siye.

When he turned around, Ma Yan was already standing behind him.

"Why are you doing this? Why is there still a commotion?"

Without waiting for Jing Yuwen to explain, Ma Yan said again, "There is no room for you in the class, so go out and stand."

Jing Yuwen glanced at Xiang Siye, this guy is actually smiling?

The next second, Ma Yan spoke again: "Do you still think that you are a kindergartener? Put a small sticker on it. Okay, Xiang Siye, don't be stunned, go accompany Jing Yuwen."

Jing Yuwen felt happy.

Xiang Siye got up: "Okay."

Ma Yan followed them to the door of the class: "Xiang Siye, stand at the back door, Jing Yuwen, stand at the front door. If I catch you talking, don't go to the next class."

Jing Yuwen wanted to be away from Xiang Siye now, so he nodded, and Xiang Siye obediently walked to the back door.

Jing Yuwen glanced at Xiang Siye from a distance, and rolled his eyes mercilessly. After all, if this man hadn't been so nervous and put stickers on his face, he wouldn't have come out and punished him now, which is really bad.

When the bell finally rang, Ma Yan walked out of the classroom holding her textbook.

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the class swayingly.

Cosine asked as soon as he entered the class: "Master Jing, what are you doing behind Xiangshen?"

Jing Yuwen pouted, lacking interest: "That idiot put stickers on my face, like a madman."

Cosine wondered: "Are you sure you didn't stick it on his face?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Am I that stupid?"

"Yes, I have."

"roll."

When he sat back in his seat, he remembered that Liu Ping asked him to go to the art building. After thinking about it, he should take a rest and go to the next class.

This break, didn't think about it until after school in the afternoon.

No. 5 Middle School respects the wishes of the students, and students who do not live on campus can choose not to study in the evening. Therefore, after the last class in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen carried his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom without any hesitation.

The north gate of No. 5 Middle School is a bit far from the teaching building. In the dormitory area, there is a small forest around, but there is a milk tea shop that Jing Yuwen particularly likes outside the north gate.

He felt that he was greatly wronged this afternoon, and he had to buy a cup of milk tea to comfort him, so he ran to the north gate without hesitation, but when he entered the woods, he saw a familiar figure.