Maybe it was because the scattered aftertaste of the National Day holiday had not yet disappeared, and even the early morning school bus was more lively than usual in the past two days. When Lin Jing came up, a group of people were gathering together to discuss changing classrooms, saying that the seat chart had been posted in Dongshan Building. Some people in the WeChat group of Class 1, Grade 2, also lost pictures, which were taken secretly through the glass of the front door. Although the pixels were blurred like dogs and reflected, it did not affect the public's enthusiasm for downloading. The messages on the screen were flashed quickly, hundreds of messages a minute.

Lin Jing saved the picture into the album, enlarged it and looked carefully for a long time. Before he found his name, someone yawned and sat next to him: "What are you doing, you are so angry."

“…”

Why can anyone like you get 109 in Chinese?

Ji Xingling forgot the pain as soon as he healed. Yesterday, he was still coughing, asthma and raising a cold at home. Today, he came to school with a loose school uniform. The collar was crooked and open, so handsome that even Teacher Xiaolin couldn't stand it. He pulled his zipper and pulled it up. The original intention was to remind the other party to keep warm. As a result, Ji Xingling accidentally looked down at his phone again. Just like that, the zipper arrived accurately, and a blood mark was stuck in the eldest son's chin.

"Hiss..." Ji Xingling was unprepared and was so painful on the spot.

Lin Jingshou shook: "I'm sorry."

"Do you know that these three words are very soulless?"

“…but you can forgive me very soulfully.”

Master Ji sniffed, and went to the driver's place to ask for a band-aid, sat back and threw it to him: "Help me."

The wound was said to be deep or not, and it was a bit unconscience-free. Lin Jing helped him put a Band-Aid, and then pressed it carefully with his fingertips: "Okay, it's quite handsome, really, I found that you are really handsome in all shapes, wow."

Ji Xingling was silent for three seconds and applauded silently. Your word "Wow" is so hypocritical.

Teacher Kobayashi, a praising machine without emotions.

After being disturbed by him, Lin Jing also forgot about the seat chart: "Why do you think of getting up and taking the school bus today?"

"I woke up at around four o'clock." Ji Xingling moved his muscles and bones, "I'll sleep for a while."

He is tall and tall, and he takes up a lot of space. He is usually used to the crooked and twisted posture of riding. The narrow seats of the school bus are obviously not enough, so he squeezed his head over and forced it to Lin Jing's shoulder - which is quite in line with the lazy image of the eldest young master who has always been ignorant.

Lin Jing turned on the English audio, and before he could hear a few words, one of the headphones was stolen.

Ji Xingling stuffed it himself and said in a hoarse voice, hypnosis.

“…”

The female voice in the headphones said,

doyouseethefruitburiedthefallenleaves?

ittheflavorautumn.

Have you seen the red fruit buried in the fallen leaves? That is the taste of autumn.

There are always many, many sour, many, many sweet.

...

When the two entered the classroom, they happened to see the deputy squad leader Hou Yuetao come back with a steaming seating watch. Now it is not a high-quality version, but a high-definition version. A group of activists immediately rushed forward to join in the fun. Ji Xingling called Ge Hao: "Who am I sitting with?"

"Wei Xue, it seems."

Ji Xingling: "..."

What the hell is this arrangement?

Although Brother Xing is not very interested in who his deskmate is, it is too unrighteous to sit in the class monitor. Old Wang is walking by, so he sorted out his collar and took the initiative to find the class teacher: "Teacher Wang, can I change my deskmate?"

"Why?" Wang Hongyu was very confused.

Ji Xingling's tone was sincere: "I think I was studying too poorly and had too many small movements in class, which would disturb others."

"Your grades have improved significantly recently. You must have confidence in yourself." Wang Hongyu was very kind to tempt, "and sitting with Lin Jing, you can ask him more questions you don't know. I think your relationship seems to be pretty good."

"Okay teacher, then I'll go back."

The eldest young master's attitude changed too quickly. Wang Hongyu was full of painstaking thoughts and had no time to start. He didn't have the opportunity to fully utilize it, so he was very choked.

The people around the podium had dispersed. Ji Xingling glanced at the seat when he returned to his seat. He was in the seventh row of the third group, and Lin Jing was the same. The front table was Li Moyuan and Wei Xue. Ge Hao may have bloomed too much recently and his eyes were not very good, so he looked around.

"Brother Xing." Yu Yizhou kicked his chair, "I found that your seat is also amazing, and there are academic masters around him. Did Lao Wang discover your potential in the last exam and think he could still save him?"

"Who is behind me? I didn't pay attention."

"……I."

"Then maybe Lao Wang didn't want to save me, and he had given up treatment."

"Damn, get out."

The class was buzzing, and everyone was discussing the matter of his deskmate. Wang Hongyu had been in charge of the class for many years. He knew that these little guys would definitely not be able to calm down for a while, so he simply applied to the school and didn't have to wait for Friday. He moved after school this afternoon, and moved early and saved trouble.

Xueyuan Building is quite a distance from the new classroom. Lin Jing is a crazy test-taking type. He came with a suitcase on the first day of school. Now he has only had a few more trips to carry. Ji Xingling had just packed up his light schoolbag, and before he could stand up, several girls stood at the table and asked, "Ji Xingling, can you help us move books?"

"Okay, wait a moment." Ji Xingling looked at the classroom and said lazily, "Hou Yuetao!"

“…”

Old Hou bowed his head and was willing to be a cow for the children. He went to the convenience store to ask for a blue trailer, and asked the girls to pile up books and exercise books and get it done in one trip. Ji Xingling walked to the sixth row with his schoolbag on one shoulder and reached out: "Give it to me."

"Hou Yuetao has left?" Lin Jing sorted out the last stack of papers, "I'm going to get some picky car with him."

"Yeah, I'm leaving." Ji Xingling moved his book, "Hurry up, I'll go to the playground later."

"Go to play basketball again?"

"Lao Song asked the people who signed up for the sports meet to stay and practice for an hour after school every day."

Lin Jing was very alert when he heard this: "Formal projects or all projects?"

"Formal projects, fun activities are so stupid, what can I do to practice when I play a monkey?"

"..." You'd better shut up.

The two of them traveled back and forth three times before they could finish all the assets of the top student. Lin Jing took a look at the time and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together tonight.

Ji Xingling was surprised: "You won't go home?"

"I'm on duty today," Lin Jing said, "and it must be quite late to move things, so I told my aunt to eat outside."

"Okay, then you go to the runway to find me." Ji Xingling threw his schoolbag over and went to the playground to gather.

There are two other students on duty who are girls. Faced with the garbage all over the floor that had just moved the classroom, the only possibility that they would not collapse was "sweep the floor with a handsome guy". Lin Jing fully utilized his fine traditions and took the initiative to contract most of the dirty and tiring work, and asked again: "Is Taoli Building still open now?"

"It's on, the lights are not turned off." Wei Yue thought he was going to ask math problems, "but I don't know if Lao Li is still there."

"Yes." Lin Jing picked up two schoolbags, "Then you go home early and be careful on the way."

Taoli Building is a teacher building, and several teachers are correcting homework in the large office.

"Teacher." Lin Jing knocked on the door, "Can I pour a cup of hot water? Dongshan Tower has no water dispenser and the convenience store is closed."

"The water dispenser is in the corner." A teacher in the second year of high school knew Lin Jing and asked with a smile, "It's not easy to do on duty today, it's your dusty face."

"Yeah." Lin Jing took a thermos cup of water, thanked him and brought it directly to the playground. Sure enough, the young master who had just finished running 1,500 meters was picking up clothes to go out to buy drinks outside the school.

"Give."

"what?"

"You have a cold."

"I'm fine."

"hurry up!"

“…”

A few honeysuckles were soaked in the thermos cup, and Brother Xing also took them.

"What are your health secrets for middle-aged and elderly people?"

"Drink your water well." Lin Jing checked nearby hotels, "You can't eat spicy food these two days, such as casserole porridge, pork belly chicken or pork ribs medicinal food?"

“…I choose to go on a hunger strike.”

"Okay." Lin Jing put his phone back in his pocket, "Then I'm going to have a meal, you go back alone."

"Hey, you still owe me a bullfrog." Ji Xingling followed behind him, "Do you know if you have some sincerity to treat him?"

"Do I have to take care of your house?"

"No need." Ji Xingling emphasized, "But you have to listen to me if you eat."

The two of them pushed and fought all the way, and walked around the school for a long time, but they couldn't find a serious restaurant. In the words of Mr. Kobayashi, they were all oily, spicy and hygienic. In the end, Master Ji had no choice: "Then is still a Japanese restaurant?"

"I just took a look when I passed by, and it was closed."

"...Okay, then I'll take you to another place to eat." Ji Xingling chose to surrender, so he took another taxi and led the person into a small alley, "Go down."

Lin Jing:?

In front of me was a dark staircase, long and steep, with flashing lights hanging on both walls. I felt sorry for this haunted scene without any murder.

"Ji Xingling, are you going to take me to prostitution?"

"Cough!" The eldest young master's throat was a little dry. He was holding a thermos cup to drink water, and now he sprayed all of them back in one sip.

"...I'm giving you a cup." No thanks.

"Why are your good student's thoughts so impure?" Ji Xingling rubbed his head, "This is a restaurant run by Uncle Tao. It's very popular. Be careful not to fall."

Uncle Tao is a glutton. When he was young, he was arbitrary and always wanted to join forces with the ferocious beasts in the city to do something. Later, he was beaten to a collapse by the adult Mr. Ji. He had to go on the road to getting rich with diligence and opened this private restaurant that looked like a black shop.

"Are you sure there is really food to eat?" Lin Jing walked very confusedly, "Otherwise I'd better invite you to barbecue or hot pot grilled fish dried fish pot, anything is fine."

"No, I have a cold and can't eat spicy food."

"You're OK."

"I'm not well."

Ji Xingling pulled the strap of his schoolbag with one hand and pushed open the door of the heavy shop with the other hand.

Huge sound waves gushed out, and Lin Jing was almost deafened on the spot.

More than a dozen ball lights rotated on the ceiling at the same time, illuminating the face of each diner into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Xiao Tao behind the counter stared wide: "You said he is a human?"

"What's wrong with humans? Your dad is not not not receiving humans." When he turned around, he saw that Teacher Kobayashi, who was standing at the door just now, was gone.
Chapter completed!