Chapter 36

Zhou Hong just took a bite of the pancake fruit, and there were still a few shredded potatoes in his mouth. He sucked in and said, "What are you doing, Lord Jing, do you want to eat it too?"

Xiang Siye said calmly, "He doesn't eat."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Well, I don't eat it."

Zhou Hong swallowed the pancake fruit, turned around and took a sip of soy milk: "Then why are you kicking me?"

Jing Yuwen: "The legs are too long, can't you?"

Zhou Hong smiled: "Hey, okay, you have invited me to eat pancakes, of course."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Okay, you can eat now."

He squinted at Xiang Siye who was flipping through the book and reciting the topic, and really regretted what he said yesterday.

He sighed, leaned down, resting his chin on the table, a strand of hair slipped from his forehead, and the end of it fell to the bridge of his nose.

He stretched out his hand to grab the strand of hair and said to himself, "It's growing so fast, my mother just cut it when she started school."

He seldom went to the barber shop, because the barbers would always stick a large piece of cloth around his neck, it was so itchy, and it took a long time to cut it.

Xiang Siye turned his head sideways: "Go and cut it."

Jing Yuwen said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to go to the barber shop. My mother used to cut it for me. Now it's inconvenient to live in school."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "I'll cut it for you."

Jing Yuwen looked at him suspiciously: "You can cut?"

Xiang Siye paused: "You can always learn it after one study, wait for me."

Jing Yuwen felt that Xiang Siye just wanted to use him as an experiment. He wanted to refuse, but he was afraid that Xiang Siye would feel that he did not trust him, so he could only vaguely say: "Well, let's talk about it later."

Xiang Siye chuckled lightly: "Okay."

"Ah, I'm so sleepy," Jing Yuwen turned his head to face the wall, leaning his face on the table: "Sleep and sleep."

Jing Yuwen brought a mobile phone to the class today, but he felt that the mobile phone was nothing interesting except for games, but playing games was too risky and could easily be confiscated, so he endured not to look at it.

In the second session, Jing Yuwen was a little sleepy and finished the inter-class exercise lazily. Someone behind him gently kicked his ass. He rubbed his ass, and he knew who it was without thinking, but Today is different from the past. Now Xiang Siye is a sick person. No matter how unhappy he is, he has to hold back.

So he squeezed out a smile and turned his head: "Go back to work."

Xiang Siye smiled and said, "Let's go."

On the way back to class, Jing Yuwen felt for the first time that he was the focus of the whole school. People passing by him would give him a few glances. This is usually the case, but today when others look at him, there are some gossip in their eyes. , there are some incredible, in short it is very complicated.

Jing Yuwen couldn't help feeling strange. He asked, "Xiang Gou, do you think they are all looking at me?"

Xiang Siye looked around and got used to it: "Is it weird? Wasn't it like this before."

Jing Yuwen frowned slightly: "But today is different, I always think they are weird."

The two were walking, and they met Zhou Hong, Cosine, and Song Ye.

Cosine said: "Master Jing, it's my birthday next Saturday, shall we go out to dinner?"

Zhou Hong asked, "Your birthday is in September. You are two months younger than me."

Jing Yuwen replied, "Okay, let's all go."

He asked Xiang Siye, "Are you going?"

Xiang Siye said lightly, "I'll go when my brother goes."

Cosine smiled: "I'll set a place then."

A few people heard a rush of running sound coming towards this side from a distance, and turned around in unison. Jing Yuwen's response was slow, and as soon as he returned half of his body, his neck was wrapped by a person's arm.

Han Ming panted heavily: "Master Jing, what's your relationship with that Fan Jia?"

As soon as Fan Jia was mentioned, Jing Yuwen unconsciously glanced at the boy beside him, and there was a hint of displeasure on Xiang Siye's face.

Jing Yuwen swallowed his saliva.

"Listen to me to the dog..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Hong walked around between him and Xiang Siye, raised his hand naturally and pushed Han Ming's arm down: "You are Han Ming, right? I heard that you sing very well."

Then he walked around and stood between Jing Yuwen and Han Ming.

Han Ming scratched his hair and said in a low-key manner, "It's normal, did you hear the last New Year's Day party?"

Zhou Hong continued: "Of course..."

Jing Yuwen silently raised his eyes to look at Xiang Siye, and Xiang Siye was also looking down at him, but there was no expression on his face.

What should do? Act like a spoiled child? But Xianggou seems to think that acting like a spoiled boy is disgusting.

Cosine suddenly asked, "Old Han, why did you come to see Master Jing?"

Jing Yuwen seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw, and immediately turned his head to echo: "Yes, why are you looking for me?"

Only then did Han Ming recover from Zhou Hong's rainbow fart: "Oh yes, Master Jing, did your class Fan Jia not come today?"

Jing Yuwen slapped himself on the face, and he finally dug a hole for himself.

Zhou Hong said, "How do you know that my tablemate didn't come?"

Jing Yuwen felt that if they walked together like this, either Xiang Siye was crazy or he was crazy. He grabbed Xiang Siye's school uniform sleeve and said, "Xiang dog, let's go, I remember that I haven't memorized my poems yet."

Xiang Siye asked indifferently, "What are you hiding?"

Jing Yuwen: ?

"No, no, what am I hiding?"

Xiang Siye glanced at Han Ming and said, "Listen to him."

Jing Yuwen:  …

This is 80% of Xiang Siye's mental masochism tendency!

Helpless, Jing Yuwen could only walk between them obediently and listen to Han Ming finish his words.

Han Ming said, "Did she go for an abortion?"

Jing Yuwen almost slapped Han Ming to death: "What nonsense are you talking about? You belong to..."

He looked at Xiang Siye and asked, "What does it belong to?"

Xiang Siye replied, "Making rumors."

Jing Yuwen said again: "Yes, you are spreading rumors!"

Zhou Hong was firm and firm: "Yes, I can't be this kind of person at the same table."

Cosine asked: "Why do you say that, old Han?"

Han Ming explained: "My girlfriend told me, she said that there was a post on Tieba saying that Master Jing was in love with Fan Jia. Fan Jia was pregnant and went to have an abortion today."

When Jing Yuwen heard the words, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his heart, and he immediately looked at Xiang Siye's reaction.

Xiang Siye frowned slightly, and Jing Yuwen smiled awkwardly: "Xiang Gou, you don't believe this, do you?"

Xiang Siye said, "I don't believe it."

Jing Yuwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Ming said again: "Master Jing, go to the post bar to see it yourself, isn't this true?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "It's fucking true, I'll eat the teaching building, what kind of idiot spreads rumors! Damn it! There's no food to do when you're full, right?"

Xiang Siye said warmly: "Don't worry, there won't be a few people who will believe, unless they're brain-dead, go back to work first."

Jing Yuwen immediately retracted his temper and nodded: "Well."

Han Ming said: "I don't worry if it's not true. I went to my girlfriend to explain it. She said that the little girls in their grade are going crazy."

Cosine said: "Come on, Lao Han, don't they can't stop coming to the third year of high school to block Jing Ye."

Han Ming nodded and ran towards the second grade teaching building.

Cosine said again: "Master Jing, run back and have a look, let's walk slowly."

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Then I'll go first."

Xiang Siye followed behind him: "I'll be with you."

After that, the two boys ran to the third grade teaching building.

Song, who had been silent all the time, also looked at the backs of the two teenagers, and suddenly smiled: "Except for Jing Yuwen, I rarely see Xiang Siye in such a hurry."

Zhou Hong showed an intriguing smile: "God Song Ye, do you know something?"

In the class, Jing Yuwen took out his mobile phone from the table and opened the No. 5 Post Bar to read. The first one was what Han Ming said.

[Gossip] Jing Yuwen and Fan Jia of the third and fifth class of high school did it. Jing Yuwen was irresponsible and asked Fan Jia to go to the hospital alone to have an abortion. Come and see, your male god is actually a big scumbag.

1st floor: I said about Fan Jia and Jing Yuwen before, but because of an explanation made by Jing Yuwen, the wind turned to him, but he can't escape from this today, with your goddess Fan Jia in the hospital 's diagram.

The picture posted by this person was taken at the entrance of the hospital. There was a girl who was wrapped up and was about to go to the hospital. Fan Jia's features were vaguely visible.

2nd floor: Fuck your mother, and you won't be allowed to go to the hospital if it's all right?

3rd floor: Let's go, everyone, Jing Ye can't do such a thing, have you forgotten? Jing's mother is a person who gets excellent teachers every year in the experimental middle school. I believe her son can't do such a thing.

...

10th floor: My classmates from the experimental middle school said that Su Yan gives gifts to the school leaders every year, and her reputation is ruined. Son.

11th floor: I remember that a student in the experimental middle school was beaten in one eye. It turned out that Jing Yuwen did it? Fuck, if there is a mother, there must be a son, and Jing Yuwen is definitely a scumbag.

...

The Tieba has built dozens of floors at once. To sum up, it is divided into three parts, one part believes in Jing Yuwen's character, one part believes that Jing Yuwen is a scumbag, and the other part believes that Su Yan is a teacher with bad morals.

Jing Yuwen clenched his fists, his knuckles rattling.

Xiang Siye asked worriedly, "I didn't bring my cell phone, what did they say?"

Jing Yuwen suppressed the anger in his heart, he felt that it was his own business, and he couldn't involve Xiang Siye as well. He was in a bad mood, and he couldn't let others accompany him.

He squeezed out a smile: "It's nothing, it's just rumors, no credibility."

Xiang Siye sighed slightly, his eyebrows full of worry: "Then don't be angry, I'll try to find out the person who posted at noon."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's okay, the rumors stop with the wise."

Xiang Siye frowned: "Good brother, the rumors stop at the wise, not just the mentally retarded, indifference will only make things worse."

Jing Yuwen felt that what Xiang Siye said was right, but he felt that something was not quite right. Zhou Hong just walked in and sat down, and turned around: "Xiang Shen, do you think Master Jing is mentally retarded?"

Jing Yuwen:  …

He looked at Xiang Siye fiercely: "Xiang Siye! You are the mentally retarded!"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "Okay, I'm mentally retarded, but there must be an end to this matter."

Jing Yuwen lowered his head, Xiang Siye should also want to resolve this matter quickly, after all, his goddess Fan Jia is involved.

Zhou Hong asked, "What's the matter? I didn't bring my cell phone, what did the post bar say?"

Jing Yuwen sighed: "It's nothing, you don't have to worry about me, the boat will go straight to the bridge."

Zhou Hong said again: "That's not necessarily, there are some sinking."

Jing Yuwen:  …

"Da Zhou! Xiang Siye! Are you two deliberately mad at me?"

Zhou Hong smiled innocently: "Master Jing, tell me what the post bar said? I want to know."

Jing Yuwen still didn't know how to push Zhou Hong away, so he coughed twice at Siye: "The teacher is here."

Zhou Hong turned his head back.

This class was not solid. Jing Yuwen's heart was always heavy. He never imagined that he, who was so popular, would be able to get to where he is today.

Just after class, Jing Yuwen wanted to take out his mobile phone to check the news of the post bar. There was a classmate from the outside class at the front door, shouting: "Jing Yuwen, your class teacher is looking for you!"

"Ow, I see, thanks!"

He could only put the phone back on the table, get up and go to Wen Qin's office.

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