This kid is a bit cheap

"Jing Mo, the household registration and school transfer procedures have been completed. Someone will pick you up at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning." Before going to bed, Jing Mo received another call from Jing Guotai.He curled his lips indifferently, this cheap dad is really addicted to it.

However, Jing Mo felt a little headache when he thought that his soul was almost thirty and had to go to high school.From where did Jing Guotai see that he is a young man who is extremely eager to go to school.Don't overdo it!

At nine o'clock the next morning, Chang'an Middle School, the principal's office.

"Mr. Jing, look, Mr. Ling's request is really inappropriate." The principal of Mediterranean Sea wiped his sweat and explained carefully.

"Young Master Ling is only 17 years old, which is the age of youth and activeness. The third year of high school has heavy courses and great pressure to enter a higher school. I can understand Mr. Jing's desire for his son to become a dragon, but this is not embarrassing the child." Hai Hai glanced at Jing Mo and continued to relax. □□, "You see, the young master is still so young, just playing around."

As soon as the last sentence came out, the corners of the mouths of the two fathers and sons who were sitting in the big lala twitched for the first time in such a tacit understanding.

Because of Jing Mo's martial arts practice in this life, he jumped to 1.7 meters eight before he was an adult.He is three centimeters taller than in his previous life, and he is still growing.And no matter who saw Jing Mo, he would believe that he graduated from university.With this temperament, you are willing to say that he is small against your will.

And what kind of fun is it? You are really talking nonsense with your eyes open.

But the Mediterranean is not completely confused, he pokes the softest corner of a father, Jing Guotai.Jing Guotai felt that the son who was killed halfway was too precocious, and he had no place to express his emotions.

"Jing Mo, Principal Li is right. The first year of high school is fine, and the second year of high school is not bad. You still have a lot of homework left behind in junior high school. Start with the basics and take your time." When Jing Guotai said this, he was quite successful. feel.

Jing Mo yawned, he was sleepy just now.

I said earlier that he shouldn't let Jing Guotai change the age on his certificate back, so why are there so many things!

"Stop talking nonsense, aren't you just afraid that I won't be able to keep up with you? Give me a set of college entrance examination papers," Jing Mo said ruffianically, "If I pass the exam, I will go to the third year of high school. If I fail..." Said, while knocking on the table, the crisp knocking sound made Principal Li's head with a few sparse hairs sweat.

"If I fail, I will not go to school." For him, not going to school is the only way to be liberated.

After Jing Mo put down this sentence, Jing Guotai's face turned dark immediately.Jing Mo lay on the sofa like a koala, and lazily hummed, "Anyway, there is my father."

Jing Guotai slapped him on the back of the head, "Speak well!"

He retracted his preface, this kid don't worry!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sixth class just started.In Class 249 of the third year of high school, the tense and heavy classroom atmosphere relaxed a bit.

"Eh? Where did the transfer student come from at this time?"

"Yeah, or our class?"

"Isn't it a related account again?"

"Stupid, isn't it strange?"

The homeroom teacher is a little old man, he cleared his throat, "Everyone be quiet, Jing Mo, come in. Let me introduce myself."

Jing Mo walked in lazily.Standing on the podium, he smiled and glanced at the whole class.The so-called appearance is self-willed. As soon as they saw Jing Mo's face, the girls below started whispering, with a suspicious blush on their faces.The boys were not so calm, and some of them were even slightly on guard.

Jing Mo followed his eyes and saw the one with the most presumptuous eyes.The boy stared at him with surprise on his face.Those eyes were about to burst into flames, as if he couldn't believe his own eyes.

It's really not that enemies don't get together.hey-hey.

Jing Mo withdrew his gaze, feeling a little bit better.

That's right, the young man whose hair seemed to be smoking was Meng Yang.That naked Meng Yang who was being chased by women all over the street!

Jing Mo was so happy that he almost whistled and jumped for joy——

Yo, the duck he flew away has come back again.

"Hi everyone, I'm Jing Mo. Please take care of me in the future."

"Okay, Jing Mo, you just..." The little old man looked at the classroom, seeming a bit embarrassed.

"Teacher, just let him sit with me." A voice gnashed his teeth.

The little old man glanced at Meng Yang, and seemed even more embarrassed.

"Teacher, there is a vacancy there." Jing Mo reminded kindly.

The little old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you sit there first."

Jing Mo glanced at the gloomy Meng Yang over there, and raised his finger: Comeon!

The whole place was silent.

Meng Yang glared at Jing Mo fiercely, that look wished to crush him to ashes.

But Jing Mo didn't pay attention to him after he sat down.He looked left and right, and had to say that the location was perfect: next to the window, facing the air conditioner, with a single seat.The most important thing is that it is in the last row, and the last one who excludes him, sitting on the left side of the classroom, and the right side by the door, is Meng Yang.

Hehe, from this point of view, maybe coming to school is also a bit interesting.

Jing Mo was in a happy mood, yawned and fell asleep.It took four hours in the morning to pass a set of test papers, which was really not easy.

"Bell—" At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class was still harsh, and it was not humane at all.

It's a pity that this didn't wake Jing Mo up, he really convinced him.

"Brother Yang, that kid is still sleeping."

"Hey, I don't know which company he belongs to. Not good."

"Looking at the shabby clothes he wears, you may be able to tell who is the servant's son."

A few people were talking in a hurry, a little undecided.At this time, the class was empty, although there was a transfer student in the class, but when the bell rang, everyone quickly dispersed like birds flying out of the cage.A few girls who wanted to strike up a conversation saw a row of tall and tall boys approaching Jing Mo ferociously.He hesitated for a while, but didn't come around.

Meng Yang was aggrieved in this class, he scratched his hair impatiently: "Wake him up!"

"Get up!" The tall and thin man was very irritable, kicked over, and the desk was even tilted to one side due to gravity.Unfortunately, Jing Mo changed his position and continued to sleep soundly.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, this kid must have done it on purpose.It's all like this and I can still sleep.

"Aqiang, you go." The tallest of the group was named Aqiang. He walked up to Jing Mo and turned his face with malicious intentions, only to see a pair of clear and bright black eyes staring at him slantingly. , Ah Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Damn, this kid is awake."

In fact, Jing Mo didn't get enough sleep. It took him too much brain cells to do the high school exam papers in the morning, and he had take-out lunch in the principal's office.Mental work always consumes too much, and Jing Mo's brain hasn't turned the corner yet.

The sleep just now can only be regarded as a nap.

Don't look at his usual obedient appearance with a pure smile, he is very angry when he wakes up.

"Boy! This guy is already occupied."

Probably because his beautiful eyes were too murderous, and several teenagers were a little afraid to go forward.

Speaking of which, who in this class is not a young master, and usually makes troubles, but none of them are out of their minds.If it weren't for Meng Yang's words, they wouldn't have provoked people on the first day.

At least, we have to find out the details.

So the one who spoke could only be Meng Yang.He is wearing a T-shirt and slacks in a neat manner today, at least more than the man with a mosaic upper body that day.

Jing Mo rubbed his eyes, raised his eyelids and looked at Meng Yang, "I know."

"You...you know?" Meng Yang looked at Jing Mo's foolish look, his nostrils were exposed.Looking at it from Jing Mo's point of view, Meng Yang's whole face was a little curious.

"That's right, this seat is mine!" Jing Mo looked at Meng Yang with a look on his face.

"...What?!" To be honest, Meng Yang had to think a few times before he figured out what Jing Mo meant.

When he came back to his senses, his expression became much uglier. He grabbed Jing Mo's neck and said sternly, "You're fucking playing me."

It's your IQ problem.Jing Mo rolled his eyes.

Meng Yang was so angry that this poor boy even dared to roll his eyes at him.I don't know where the hell is a work-study country bumpkin, and he rolled his eyes at him, "You—"

Meng Yang was about to punch him, but Jing Mo's eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted, "Slow down!"

While speaking, he clamped the hard fist with palm wind with one hand.Meng Yang froze for a moment, and sent it forward with all his strength, but he didn't loosen at all.

And Jing Mo seemed to have been slapped with chicken blood suddenly, showing a mouthful of white teeth——

"(????)?? Hey, let's learn from each other?"

Hi? !Hi!Meng Yang yelled in pain, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" This kid actually said hi!

Hey, you are paralyzed, learn from your sister!

Only then did Jing Mo relax a little, and muttered, "It's so weak..." Surprised, sincerely.

At this time, the classroom was far away, and several people couldn't help laughing.Meng Yang's neck turned red, he, Meng Yang, had never been so humiliated in front of anyone.

"Bang"!

At this time, someone kicked the locked back door forcefully, and the old-fashioned iron bolt fell to the ground with a clang.

A tall, handsome boy walked in.His height almost reached the door frame, standing at the back door of the classroom, he felt very oppressive.

The man was covered in water vapor, as if he had just been exercising vigorously.The tight-fitting white T-shirt was attached to the muscles, and the whole body exuded a strong masculine aura.His short hair was still dripping, but the roots stood up sharply, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes were slightly drawn back. It was obviously just a short glance, and the silent girls in the classroom couldn't help cheering.

Wow, the moving hormones.

"Brother Hao." When those boys saw the person coming, they quickly stopped their small movements that were about to get angry.Everyone was respectful, and the tone was not so much fear, but respect or admiration.Maybe both.

Jing Mo raised his eyebrows, wait, what's going on?

He remembered that Jiang Hao and Meng Yang were not in the same class in the previous life.Just in case, he glanced at the whole class just now, and he was relieved to see that there was no Jiang Hao.

Unexpectedly, Xueba Jiang Hao skipped class.only……

Seeing Jiang Hao approaching, Meng Yang seemed to gain confidence, and quickly complained: "Jiang Hao, this kid took your seat."

Damn it, wait, Jing Mo reflexively glanced at this clean as new seat.He was surprised: "There is someone in this seat?!"

What the hell, is there someone on this table that isn't even stuffed with a book?

"This is... yours?" Jing Mo looked at Jiang Hao for the first time.

It's not kind, since there are people here, why didn't anyone remind him when he proposed to sit here.The little old man seemed relieved to be making trouble.

"En." Jiang Hao stared at him for a while, then nodded.

Jing Mo is a little speechless, where are the textbooks!Even if Jiang Hao is a top student, he still needs to use textbooks!Could it be that he listened with his thoughts?

That Jiang Hao just glanced at Jingmo lightly, and walked straight to his seat.

"Well, I'm sorry, I thought there was no one there." Jing Mo finally admitted that he probably really sat in the wrong seat.He said, why did Meng Yang go crazy just now?

But Jiang Hao frowned at this time, staring at the table expressionlessly, as if he wanted to stare at it out of a hole.

On his golden throne, on the bright and clean table top, there was a pile of obvious water stains lying on the table.It's hard not to ignore it.

That's... It's Jing Mo's saliva.

Cough, Jing Mo touched his ears, a little embarrassed, "Haha, I slept so soundly just now."

"Damn it, why is your trash so disgusting." Meng Yang exploded, and he had every reason to suspect that this kid did it on purpose.

Jing Mo really wanted to punch this lowly scum until he was paralyzed!

But in the end, he just squeezed the paws tightly clenched in his palm, with a pervasive smile on his face, "Hehe, Meng Yang, keep your mouth clean."

Meng Yang was taken aback, "You know me—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"It's a soul," Jing Mo pushed Meng Yang away, and glanced at him as if looking at garbage, "Stay away, don't infect me with sexually transmitted diseases."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent.

Even Jiang Hao, who had an ugly complexion, looked back at him.

"Fuck!" Meng Yang couldn't care less now, he raised his sleeves and punched him.The buddies around him hurriedly stopped him, "Brother Yang, don't be impulsive."

"jingle--"

The class bell rang in time.The math teacher walked into the classroom with the textbook under his arm, and saw that bastard Meng Yang had picked up the stool and was about to smash it down.

"Meng Yang!!!"

"lay down--"

The voices of the teacher and Jiang Hao sounded at the same time.

As expected of the dean of the math teacher, Dian Hua Huo Shi Jian had already rushed in front of Meng Yang, stretched out his hand to block it, and then snatched the stool away.He was also in a cold sweat!None of these boys can be offended.If he was so late, I don't know what would have happened...

"Nonsense!" he roared.

"You are students! Students! What do you want to do! Ah?!" He turned around and ordered the students who had captured Meng Yang, "Go back to your seats and go to class!"

All the students in the class withdrew their gazes with lingering fear, and Meng Yang and his party returned to their respective seats.Except for the only two people standing: Jing Mo and Jiang Hao.

They looked at each other, then at the table.I don’t know which kind-hearted classmate wiped the water stains on the table.But Jing Mo knew Jiang Hao's flaws, and would never sit here again.But for some reason, the guy definitely wouldn't back down.

"Teacher, there is one less seat here." Finally, Jing Mo raised his hand to let the teacher decide.

The dean looked at Jing Mo, then at Jiang Hao.Finally swallowed, "Why don't you, Jiang Hao, join Meng Yang at the table."

Jiang Hao stood there, 1.8 meters tall, standing there like a door god.He took a deep look at the dean, and Jing Mo felt that there was something deep in that look.Then Jiang Hao glanced at Jing Mo again, and Jing Mo suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Then, the second-generation ancestor pulled out an extra table from the back of the classroom, and settled it in the middle of the classroom with a "boom"—Jing Mo's right, Meng Yang's left.

This position is really a bit subtle.

The math teacher gave a dry laugh, "...then let's go to class."

"Pfft!" With a sound, Jing Mo couldn't help laughing out loud.He never knew that Jiang Hao still had such a secondary school side.

For a moment, Jing Mo felt his neck go cold.The surrounding air was a few degrees colder.

Jing Mo turned his head under the sympathetic eyes of the students around him, and saw his male god Jiang Hao on his right, looking at him happily with his lips curled up.

... Jing Mo swallowed with lingering fear, and squeezed out a kind smile.

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