"I'm talking to you, please listen well." Li Xingchen said softly.

Jiang Cong looked at her sideways, smiled softly, and responded casually: "Okay."

Considering the breakfast issue, the total duration of the regular meeting was short. At the end, someone from the student union came to check the hygiene and grooming of each class, student ID cards, etc.

Jiang Xingye was wearing an armband and holding a score sheet, followed by officials from several departments, and walked towards the sophomore area.

"Why are you free to check in today, senior?"

A freshman girl asked, thinking it was just a casual chat, but she was also really curious. She had been in the student union for a week, and she rarely saw Jiang Xingye in the department, and she was generally not responsible for such basic things.

When a boy in the same class as Jiang Xingye heard this, he immediately guessed in surprise: "That's right, brother, you must have fallen in love with some elementary school girl in the second year of high school behind my back, right?"

A senior high school officer was excited and said, "Wow, then I can help the senior students."

Hearing their laughter, Jiang Xingye smiled gently. The tobacco-colored glasses frames reflected soft light, and the peach blossom eyes under the thin lenses were slightly curved, sparkling and affectionate.

"Okay, don't make fun of me. We are doing an inspection, so be serious." His words were full of smiles, and his training words lost some of their usual severity.

Classes are inspected in turn, mostly focusing on those at the front of the team, which is not strict.

When Jiang Xingye was still some distance away from Class 7, he spotted the slim figure of Pingting. The smile on his lips was just halfway up, and his eyes fell on the unruly young man next to her in the next second. He smiled slightly.

Narrow your eyes.

This can be a tricky stumbling block.

"Hey, hey..." As he got closer, the freshman girl seemed to notice something, and said to the girl next to her in the same grade: "The senior in front of Class 7 is so handsome!"

She had heard Jiang Cong's name but had not yet met her face, so her voice was not very restrained. She smiled and said: "The senior sister next to him is also so beautiful. The two of them stand together so well. They look so good together.

"

"Maybe they are a couple. Look at the boy standing in front. He is probably here to accompany his girlfriend."

Jiang Xingye glanced back at them, and this time he said seriously and coldly: "Pay attention to discipline."

The two glanced at each other and immediately fell silent.

When the first class checked into Class 7, Jiang Xingye came into Li Xingchen's sight. She was stunned for a moment and felt familiar. After a few seconds, the confusion in her eyes was replaced by understanding. She smiled and said hello: "Hello, senior."

Jiang Cong squinted his eyes, glanced at the person coming, and sneered in his heart.

Jiang Xingye's voice was mellow and gentle, and he asked with concern: "Are you tired from standing?"

Li Xingchen shook his head, "It's okay."

"Hello classmate, please check your student ID card." The junior high school clerk's face was slightly red, his eyes were lowered and he did not dare to look at Jiang Cong.

Student ID cards and school badges are randomly checked, but those standing in front must take a look.

When Li Xingchen took out his student ID card from his pocket, he thought of something and subconsciously looked up at Jiang Cong.

No one knows where his student ID is better than her.

The young man's side face has deep and sharp lines, the angle of his jaw is clear and strong, and his voice is calm. He said very directly: "I don't have it."

Jiang Xingye was writing something on the watch. When he heard this, he stopped writing and looked up at him, "Did you lose it? If you lost it, I suggest you replace it as soon as possible."

"I don't know." Jiang Cong paused and suddenly smiled, "Maybe someone thought it was handsome and secretly kept it for himself."

Li Xingchen: "..."

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If someone else said this, it would seem narcissistic, but when it comes to Jiang Cong, his careless curl of the lips, the softening of the coldness between his brows and eyes, and just the right amount of ruffianism, made the man who had done it for nothing secretly blush and his heart beat.

Jiang Xingye didn't say anything else, he and Li Xingchen just smiled and nodded, and went to check the next class.

After dinner, he returned to class. When Jiang Cong came back, Li Xingchen quickly put his student ID card on his desk and said, "Your student ID card."

"Huh?" Jiang Cong was stunned and looked at her with doubts in his eyes. His acting skills were as good as an Oscar. "Why is my student ID here with you?"

Li Xingchen: "..."

Who knows?

After a moment of silence, Li Xingchen was about to speak when he suddenly heard him say "Oh" with a trailing end. Jiang raised his lips from the corner of his mouth and said, "Li Xingchen, it seems you have no intention of treating me."

"..." Li Xingchen moved his lower lip, but was still speechless.

Jiang Cong looked at the little girl's pink lips slightly parted, looking cute and speechless, and laughed so hard that her shoulders shook slightly.

After a long time, Li Xingchen stated the facts in a warm voice: "We have only known each other for eight days."

The focus is on "talent".

What can I do for you?

Jiang Cong locked her bright eyes firmly and nodded clearly.

Li Xingchen thought he understood, but just as he was about to turn his head, he waited for his next sentence: "It turns out you fell in love with me at first sight."

Li Xingchen: "..."

Jiang Cong's deep black eyes were smiling slightly, showing a faint trace of lying silkworm.

Li Xingchen looked into his eyes and was speechless. The next second without any warning, some locked dream images related to this face broke out and flooded into her mind, taking over her nerves.

Jiang Cong stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, the curve of his lips deepened, and reminded her: "Li Xingchen, you are blushing."

"..."

Even though he knew it was impossible, Li Xingchen still felt guilty and feared that he would spy on those unspeakable scenes, especially the look in his eyes that seemed to be saying: There is no doubt that you have thoughts about me.

Li Xingchen didn't know whether he was embarrassed or anxious, the blush spread widely from his cheeks.

Of course there is no way to explain this to him!

His face was getting hotter and hotter. Li Xingchen pursed his lips, smashed the jar, sat upright, lowered his head and pretended to be dumb.

Jiang Congtou laughed out loud.

How can she be so cute when she blushes?

The first class was mathematics. Lao Yan looked rosy and energetic today, as if he had won the lottery, and his tone of voice could not help but rise.

"Old rules, students, if you failed to pass the papers collected yesterday, stand up. Next, the class representative will read your name." He handed a stack of papers that seemed to be insufficient to the class representative.

The class representatives read one after another: "Zhang Xin scored 59 points, Xu Yu scored 57 points... Chen Xiang scored 32 points..."

No need to doubt, for the average level of Class 7, a perfect score of 150, 60 points is the passing line.

Jiang didn't care about his job, so he put on his headphones, but before he could finish his "timi", a trembling voice suddenly came from the front: "Jiang... Jiang... Jiang Cong???"

The class representative's voice became so quiet that her deskmates could hardly hear her, "15 minutes..."

The eyes of the whole class were as wide as bells, even those who were sleepy were no longer sleepy. A few boys behind them bared their teeth and started laughing.

Lao Yan was so excited that his hands trembled, he slapped the table, and shouted a way to announce the provincial champion in the college entrance examination: "That's right! It's Jiang Cong! 15 points!"

The people in the back row are really good at stirring up the atmosphere in the classroom. I don’t know who took the lead in applauding, “Good! You’re a pillar of talent!”

"A full 15 points! Brother Cong is awesome!"

"I learned the light of God from my brother! The hope of Ninth Middle School! The future of Beihe!"

Jiang Cong: "..."

Am I dreaming or are you dreaming?

He looked at the people in front of him who stood up when their names were called, and sat in confusion for a few seconds. Then he took off his headphones, dragged his chair and slowly stood up, and continued to stand in confusion.
Chapter completed!