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Chapter 11 Chapter 11
"Self-motivated."
Jin Siming held his hand and snorted.
In fact, she wasn't familiar with the girl, and she was really nosy when she muttered just now, and she shouldn't talk too much according to her personality, but for some reason, she just wanted to hate the girl inexplicably.
Jin Siming felt a little embarrassed standing in front of the two of them. He spread his legs and was about to leave, but the picture of the lunch hall suddenly flashed in his mind, so he paused, turned his head and asked, "Do you know Lu Yi?"
"Which Lu Yi?"
Yao Jin tilted his head and thought about it.
"You mean Senior Lu from the third year of high school? I know~ But why did classmate Jin suddenly start paying attention to my social media?"
Jin Siming couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Yao Jin, you will die if you don't act too affectionately? Why am I paying attention to you? What I care about isβ"
Halfway through her words, she saw the girl standing next to Yao Jin with eyes bigger than copper bells, and her voice stopped abruptly after she almost had the word "eat melon" written on her face.
Almost slipped.
Jin Siming glared at the girl, "What are you looking at?"
"I" The girl didn't expect that the flames of war would suddenly burn to her side, and she choked all of a sudden.
"Mingbao~ this way!"
Just then Su Xiaohang stood not far away and called her, Jin Siming snorted coldly and took the opportunity to walk away.
Leaving Yao Jin and the girl behind, one was thoughtful, the other was inexplicable.
"Who were you talking to just now?"
Su Xiaohang is a short-sighted person who doesn't like to wear glasses. He squinted hard and couldn't see who was talking to Siming Jin just now.
"No one, just two ordinary classmates." Jin Siming said perfunctorily.
In fact, Siming Jin just wanted to make sure that Yao Jin and Lu Yi really knew each other at first.
Heh, what kind of attitude she has towards the boys and alha around her, Jin Siming admits that she knows all too well. In the face of other people's gifts, love letters, and even confessions, she never makes a clear statement, neither refuses nor takes the initiative. , and will not be responsible, it is simply a professional fish farming, the king of the king of the sea.
In short, in Jin Siming's mind, Yao Jin was like the goblin with the highest rank in the Pansi Cave, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva's rank would not suffer in front of her.
So she felt that she had to help Senior Lu to prevent problems before they happened.
Su Xiaohang, who was on the side, looked at the news on his mobile phone, took Jin Siming's arm, and interrupted her thoughts, "Mingbao, let's go to the basketball court first. Jian Xin said let's go there to find her."
Jian Xin and they are not in the same class, but they do physical education together, so they often meet each other during free activities.
When they came to the basketball court, they saw Jian Xin standing with a strange girl from a distance.
She used to be alone in the past, but today there is one more person next to her, so Jin Siming glanced at the girl more curiously.
Black and long straight plus points, tall and tall, very white skin, double eyelids, smart eyes, pretty overall pretty, barely 7 points.
Jin Siming's old problems recurred, and he silently gave others a score in his heart.
Seeing them approaching, Jian Xin also pulled the girl towards her and said, "Why are you so slow? Let me introduce her. Her name is Zhou Ziqing."
"Be careful, classmates!"
Before the words were finished, suddenly, an out-of-control basketball flew towards them. Seeing that it was about to wipe the girl's head and smashed straight into Siming Jin's facade, she waved her hand defensively, and slammed it with a "pop". The ball flew out.
I don't know if she used too much force, and the basketball flew directly over the fence of the playground and landed in the flowers outside.
Seeing that the basketball rushing towards her was intercepted, Zhou Ziqing folded her hands together and her eyes flashed with little stars: "Classmate Jin, thank you!"
Jin Siming was stunned for a moment and explained, "Well, I'm just afraid that the ball will hit me."
Zhou Ziqing lowered her head and bit her upturned lips, and whispered shyly, "It's okay, I know~"
Jin Siming: "?"
No, what do you know? Did you misunderstand something, sister?
Jin Siming didn't like being misunderstood, and wanted to explain something when a sturdy boy suddenly ran over and stood between them.
"Sorry, classmate, didn't I hit you just now?"
The boy walked straight to Zhou Ziqing and said to her.
This picture suddenly seems familiar
Jin Siming's thoughts moved, no wonder she felt familiar. Before she was divided, more than one alha used this method of picking up a conversation on her, causing her to have a shadow every time she passed the basketball court.
However, if you flirt with girls, you can flirt with girls. Can the target person aim at a little bit? What's the matter with smashing on the old lady?
Jin Siming squeezed his fist.
"It's okay, classmate Jin has already stopped me."
Zhou Ziqing still looked at Siming Jin with starry eyes, but didn't even look at the boy.
Seeing that he failed to strike up a conversation with him, the boy glanced in the direction of Siming Jin with an unpleasant expression. After seeing her face clearly, his expression changed instantly.
"Siming?"
After recognizing that the boy was Zhao Yang, Jin Siming was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
It turned out to be him, no wonder he did this trick again.
This Zhao Yang was one of the few alhas who blocked her after her differentiation.
Zhao Yang had secretly had a secret crush on Siming Jin before, but he did not expect Siming Jin to become an alha later.
You must know that there is hierarchical suppression between alhas. The pheromones of high-level alhas are completely overwhelming to alhas of lower levels. He couldn't accept such a change in the object of his former love, so he quietly blocked Siming Jin.
Zhao Yang was very embarrassed when he saw that Siming Jin was also here.
Now seeing that the person he wanted to tease ignored him and kept staring at Siming Jin, it was even more embarrassing, so he wanted to quickly find the ball and leave.
But he searched around and couldn't find the basketball on the ground, so he had to bite the bullet and ask, "Si Ming, did you see where the basketball fell?"
Jin Siming smiled and pointed to the grass outside the fence: "There."
Zhao Yang: ""
Looking at Zhao Yang's back embarrassingly leaving, Jin Siming only regretted that he didn't try harder to smash the ball directly.
After the episode was over, since Su Xiaohang had to catch up on homework, a few people accompanied her to the pavilion in the garden, which was cool and convenient for doing homework.
All the way last week, Ziqing kept chatting around Jin Siming and asking questions. Jin Siming thought she was annoying, and considering Jian Xin's face, they answered each other one after another. Fortunately, she was called after a while. gone.
The noisy bird was gone, Jin Siming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Xiaohang and Su Xiaohang stared at Jian Xin.
Jane Xin sighed, "Okay, I'll be honest. Zizi and I are both ink, I didn't get the tickets for the last offline meeting, she said she could give me one"
Su Xiaohang raised his eyebrows, "So you sold our Mingbao?"
Jian Xin quickly explained: "What! Really, don't talk nonsense, Zizi just wants to get to know us Mingbao."
"Oh, that's all. It's actually quite gratifying to see so many little O's secretly sending good news to us Mingbao."
Su Xiaohang squeezed out a kind smile as he spoke, and before Jin Siming slapped her on her body, he quickly changed the subject: "By the way, White Day is coming, do you have any preparations?"
Jian Xin was expressionless: "Is there anything to prepare, isn't this a festival for good-looking people?"
Su Xiaohang also wailed, and then bowed his head and ordered to get up to work.
Hearing them say this, Jin Siming secretly sighed.
In the past, this kind of festival would become a silent battlefield between her and Yao Jin, secretly competing for who received the most gifts.
But this year, she just wished she could be less stimulated.
The author has something to say: have been writing the outline for the past two days, and the manuscript is almost gone.