After being targeted by scheming green tea

The exams in No. [-] Middle School have always been divided into exam rooms according to their grades, because the third graders in this world are divided into classes according to their grades, so their exam rooms are still in their respective classes, but the positions have been adjusted according to their grades. Xiang Siye is the first one by the window. , Jing Yuwen was second to last by the back door, followed by Zhou Hong.

Before the exam, Jing Yuwen stood at his original position, staring out the window in a daze. To be honest, he was a little nervous, a little irritable, and a little uneasy. Suddenly, someone behind him gently kicked his ass. This familiar feeling was a certain Not bad for a dog.

Jing Yuwen turned around, leaned against the wall, and frowned: "What are you doing? Why are you kicking my ass again, are you annoying?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "Remind you, do your best for the exam."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Do you need to remind me?"

Zhou Hong was already sitting on the last seat by the back door, and he waved to Jing Yuwen: "Come on, Master Jing, we are next to each other!"

Jing Yuwen picked up his things and rolled his eyes at Xiang Siye: "Oh, here I come."

Can't tell why, but he's been annoyed by Xiang Siye recently.

He was sitting in the penultimate position. Zhou Hong leisurely turned his pen and asked, "Master Jing, do you think we can still be in the same class?"

Jing Yuwen unconsciously glanced at the first seat by the window, Xiang Siye was talking to Fan Jia when he turned his head, Jing Yuwen felt a little uneasy, his brows frowned, and he muttered softly: "Get out of here ,damn thing."

Zhou Hong dropped his pen on the table aggrievedly: "I'm just asking, why are you so fierce, Lord Jing?"

Jing Yuwen reacted, a little embarrassed, but still confident: "I, I, I, am I fierce? I am fierce, what's wrong?"

After speaking, he turned his head and sat upright, taking several deep breaths to calm himself down.

This monthly exam may be the most stressful monthly exam he has ever experienced in his life. Although he didn't know where the pressure came from, he kept tensing his nerves. When he closed his eyes, he really wanted to eat a fat man in one bite. The first grade came out.

It may be because Xiang Siye has been forcing him to study hard recently. Jing Yuwen felt that the test questions this time were a bit simple. After the two-day test was over, he lamented that there were no blank questions in this test.

After school on Friday, Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye walked towards the school gate together. Along the way, even if Xiang Siye rubbed his hair or raised his leg to touch his butt, he didn't speak.

Xiang Siye asked: "What's wrong with you, brother, can you just talk to me?"

Jing Yuwen thought in his heart that he would be divided into classes when he came back from this holiday. After the division, he would no longer be in the same class with someone. Although they were still in the same dormitory, they only spent a short time together every day. He stared blankly at the front , without speaking, until the school gate, he stopped: "Xiang Siye."

Xiang Siye said softly, "Hey, what's the matter, brother?"

Jing Yuwen raised his eyes and looked at him: "Is there a gift for each other during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Xiang Siye tilted his head: "Do you want a gift?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Forget it."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the bus station.

Xiang Siye followed him: "Why forget it? I want a gift, let's give it to each other."

Jing Yuwen just looked at him, saying yes or no, saying no or no, Xiang Siye grabbed his sleeve and shook it back and forth: "Brother, give me a gift, anything is fine."

Jing Yuwen raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Really!"

Jing Yuwen said again: "Then you can't dismiss it."

Xiang Siye was certain: "Absolutely not."

The bus was slowly coming here, Jing Yuwen reached out and patted Xiang Siye on the head: "Then it's a deal, you have to bring it for me too."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay!"

The bus stopped at the bus stop, Jing Yuwen didn't say goodbye, jumped on it in two or three steps, chose a seat near the back and sat down, and began to think about what to give Xiang Siye, the car drove for a while, Jing Yuwen inadvertently looked back at the rear window, and Xiang Siye was still standing at the station, looking in the direction of the bus.

Jing Yuwen's mood suddenly improved a lot. He thought that he must choose a gift for Xiang Siye that would be disliked, but Xiang Siye could not be disliked. He just wanted to toss Xiang Siye!

After returning home, Jing Yuwen rummaged through his room, but couldn't find a suitable one. He sat on the bed and thought about it. He has no money now. The cheaper the gift, the better, a cloud of red in his mind Suddenly, he remembered the homework in the handicraft class in junior high school, that ugly red scarf.

He ran to Su Yan's bedroom and took out the red scarf. Just as Su Yan came out of the toilet, she saw him standing at the door of the bedroom with an unnatural expression: "What are you doing here?"

Jing Yuwen showed Su Yan a red scarf: "I'll take this."

Su Yan asked again: "What are you doing with this?"

Jing Yuwen smiled subconsciously: "Give it away."

Su Yan walked up to him, took a look at the scarf, and wondered: "Give it away? Do you have a grudge against that person?"

Jing Yuwen took the scarf, and ran to the door of his bedroom: "Anyway, it's also busy at home, so it's better to give it away now if there is a chance."

Su Yan instructed: "Don't ruin your relationship with your classmates."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's okay."

After speaking, he closed the door, found a clean wooden paper bag, and put the scarf inside.

At noon on Sunday, Jing Yuwen began to look forward to it from the moment he left the house. He was not looking forward to Xiang Siye's gift, but to Xiang Siye's reaction when he received his gift.

Xiang Siye arrived in the class before him. When Jing Yuwen passed behind Xiang Siye, he conveniently put the paper bag on his desk. When he sat down, he found that there was an extra bouquet of white roses on his desk.

Jing Yuwen first sighed secretly, "This flower is so beautiful", and then wondered: "You gave this to me?"

Xiang Siye looked into the bag and asked, "You gave this to me?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Ang, I'm afraid you will freeze in winter, but why are you giving me this?"

Xiang Siye put the paper bag back on the table, and said half-jokingly: "When I came here, I saw the price cut for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I bought one."

Jing Yuwen: ...

Sure enough, the dog is still to the dog!He had the urge to throw the flower out now, but after staring at it for a while, he smiled inexplicably. After he realized that he was laughing, he immediately stopped his smile and looked at Siye, luckily he didn't see it!

Zhou Hong walked in, stood in front of Jing Yuwen's desk, looked at the flower, and smiled innocently: "Hey, Lord Jing, is there someone confessing again? You don't care about Xiangshen."

Xiang Siye raised his eyelids and said calmly, "I gave it to you."

Jing Yuwen carefully put the flowers into the belly of the table, and coughed twice: "What are you doing? Can Xianggou control me?"

Zhou Hong showed an intriguing smile, and a few seconds later, he said, "Oh yes, the head teacher is coming soon, and we will be divided into classes soon."

Only then did Jing Yuwen remember the matter of class division, and his joyful heart just now felt a little lost. He looked at Siye still calmly, and even more angry, he stretched out his hand and patted Xiang Siye. Ye's head, he was puzzled and kicked Xiang Siye's chair.

Xiang Siye was puzzled: "Why are you hitting and kicking? What's wrong?"

Jing Yuwen leaned against the wall and forced out a smile: "I'm happy, I just want to do something to you."

Xiang Siye hooked the corners of his lips: "In this case, you can move your hands a few more times."

Zhou Hong shook his body: "Hey, you guys are so tired, you can't watch it anymore."

Just as Zhou Hong finished speaking, Wen Qin came in with a stack of materials. He stood on the podium and pushed his glasses with his index finger: "Everyone, be quiet."

The surroundings fell silent, and all looked seriously at Wen Qin on the podium.

When Jing Yuwen saw the materials in Wen Qin's hand, his heart was almost in his throat. Wen Qin looked at the materials and said, "This time the test results are out. If you count according to the results, Xiang Siye, Fan Jia, Is Fan Jia here?"

Zhou Hong raised his hand: "Report to the teacher, Fan Jia hasn't come yet."

"That's okay," Wen Qin said again: "Xiang Siye can go to Class [-] now, and Liu Yue, you can also go to Class [-]."

Hearing this, Jing Yu Wenxuan's heart sank in mid-air, he unconsciously looked at Xiang Siye, Xiang Siye's expression was a little surprised, he guessed that Xiang Siye was surprised that his grades did not get one point class.

Liu Yue was the first to pack up her things and left Class [-], but Xiang Siye was sitting still, Jing Yuwen suddenly felt sorry for him, and raised her hand to pat him on the back: "Don't be sad, study hard, you can do it next time." of."

Zhou Hong turned around, with a regretful expression on his face: "Xiangshen, don't worry, I will help you."

Jing Yuwen thought that Zhou Hong wanted to help Xiang Siye learn, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and touched Zhou Hong's head, and said to himself: "It's not hot, how can this be nonsense."

Zhou Hong stepped back vigilantly: "Master Jing, keep your distance and measure."

Xiang Siye seemed to have just recovered, he sighed: "I'm leaving, remember to miss me."

As he said that, he began to pack his things. Jing Yuwen was inexplicably sad when he saw this scene. Xianggou must have thought that he would be the first in the grade this time.

Jing Yuwen squeezed out a smile: "Okay, I think every day, go back to sleep with your arms around me at night!"

Xiang Siye picked up her schoolbag and smiled: "Okay, I can't go back on my word."

After speaking, he waved with Jing Yuwen and walked out through the back door.

After a while, Fan Jia also came to pack her things and went to Class [-]. Three new students also came to the class and waited at the door.

"Wait a minute first," Wen Qin looked at the vacant seats in the class, and said, "Zhou Hong, go to the same table with Jing Yuwen, you two boys, go to Zhou Hong's seat."

Zhou Hong thought it was troublesome to pack his things, so he changed the table between him and Xiang Siye, and sat next to Jing Yuwen.

Zhou Hong smiled innocently: "Hey, Master Jing, we are at the same table."

Jing Yuwen lost interest: "Oh, I really envy you for having such a good tablemate."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head, put his right hand on the side of his face, and looked out the window.

Xiang Siye wasn't there, he didn't even have the desire to talk, he always wanted to bury his head in a sleep, and finally made it to the end of get out of class, so he immediately got up and walked to the fourth class.

The back door of Class [-] was open, Jing Yuwen lay on the door and looked in, and at a glance, he saw Xiang Siye, who was next to the window, next to the window, and Fan Jia was sitting next to him, as if he was giving a lecture to Fan Jia. Yu Wen just looked at it like this, and frowned unconsciously.