After being targeted by scheming green tea

There are usually no people in the art building, and it is deserted. Jing Yuwen felt a chill all over his body as soon as he stepped in.

Liu Ping's office was at the corner of the first floor. Jing Yuwen stood at the window and looked in to see if she was there. Before he could see her, he heard the door of the office open.

Liu Ping came out from the inside, Jing Yuwen wanted to apologize for not coming to her on time yesterday, but she didn't expect that she didn't give Jing Yuwen a chance to apologize, and her attitude was completely opposite from yesterday.

"Jing Yuwen, come with me."

"Oh."

She brought Jing Yuwen to a piano room, stood at the door of the piano room and looked out. After making sure that there was no one around, she closed the door and sat in front of the piano. Jing Yuwen stood in front of him.

"Jing Yuwen, do you want to get into a good university?"

Jing Yuwen smiled awkwardly: "Think, who doesn't want to."

Liu Ping smiled very politely: "Why don't you become a special student? You see, your image has a great advantage. If you take the art test, you don't have to worry about not being able to get into a good school."

Jing Yuwen is not interested in arts at all. He thinks his grades are not bad. There are [-] science classes in No.[-] Middle School. He was assigned to Science Class No. [-]. Although his grades are the second-to-last in the class, he can still be mixed no matter what. of undergraduate colleges.

"I don't want to study, I can go to undergraduate."

Liu Ping analyzed patiently: "Look, your grades are pretty good now. If you are a special student, you might be able to get into 985, 211 or something. Wouldn't that be better?"

Jing Yuwen couldn't help laughing, yesterday he said with a cold and arrogant look that he was a poor student and asked him to go to work in a factory, but today he changed his appearance, this teacher is really interesting.

"I'll just take an undergraduate degree. I'm not interested in art. If you have nothing to do, teacher, I'll leave first."

Liu Ping still didn't give up, and her flattering smile was full of pride: "Listen to me first, I had a student before, he was a special student who asked me to leave after his grades were not very good, and he was admitted to a 211 university. I believe you can too."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "I'm sorry, teacher, I can't support the wall with mud, and I'm not interested in 211 University."

Jing Yuwen's attitude was clear, and he turned around to open the door of the piano room after speaking.

"stop."

Jing Yuwen stopped and turned around: "Is there anything else, teacher?"

Liu Ping suddenly changed her face: "Didn't you be asked to come to me yesterday? Why did you come today?"

Heh, Jing Yuwen thought Liu Ping had changed her sex, but she didn't expect to be waiting for him here.

He said politely: "Sorry teacher, I forgot something yesterday."

Liu Ping refused to let go: "Respect the teacher, do you understand? I asked you to come yesterday, and you just came today..."

Jing Yuwen snorted coldly, and interrupted: "Respect the teacher, one, you have never taught me before, you are not my teacher in the true sense, and I have never studied your courses, so you can't talk about respect. Second, as a teacher, you must first have the morality of the teacher to be worthy of the respect of the students. Teacher Liu Ping, do you think that a teacher who always scolds the students as rat shit and asks the students to find a factory to work is considered a teacher with morality?"

Liu Ping slammed down a row of piano keys, and a string of messy piano sounds sounded. She was furious: "You, okay, Jing Yuwen, if I say one sentence, you are worth ten. Are you still a student? A rotten child who does not seek to make progress, I This is for your future, do you understand?"

Jing Yuwen smiled lazily: "I have plans for my future, so I won't trouble you."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out. There was a harsh and chaotic piano sound from the piano room.

Jing Yuwen thought it was funny. He didn't understand what benefits Liu Ping could get by chasing and introducing students to learn their specialties. Judging from Liu Ping's character, she couldn't possibly be really thinking about the students' future.

After wasting a while talking with Liu Ping, most of the time after class had passed, Jing Yuwen ran to the toilet to flush his face, and when he ran up to the fifth floor, the class bell hadn't rang, but there were few people jumping in the corridor.

He walked into the class and found that Zhou Hong was sitting in his seat, and he was standing next to Fan Jia, a little confused: "Why are you big Zhou? Urging the throne?"

Zhou Hong and Fan Jia looked up at Jing Yuwen together, then looked back at Siye.

Xiang Siye held his chin and tilted his head to look at Jing Yuwen, looking very leisurely like an idler: "It's changed."

Jing Yuwen:?

"Why are you looking at me? The class teacher transferred it." Xiang Siye looked at the empty seat beside him: "Sit first, you plan to stand in class?"

Jing Yuwen frowned. He always felt that there was a fraud in the position transfer. The bastard Xiang Siye decided to play some tricks, but this bastard likes Fan Jia, even if he plays tricks, he will definitely let Fan Jia be him At the same table.

Jing Yuwen looked around, and found that he was not the only one who changed seats. Thinking about it again, if he was at the same table, the bastard would have no chance to kick his ass again, so he sat down with peace of mind.

All his things were brought over and sorted out, and he found out the materials for this class: "Xianggou, let's switch, I want to sit in it."

Xiang Siye raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It feels safe to sit inside."

Now the two of them are at the same table, and the voices of the two of them are not loud enough to reach the ears of the front table.

Xiang Siye rested his chin on his left hand, held the pen with his right hand, tapped Jing Yuwen's hand on the table with the end of the pen, and smiled lightly: "It's fine, if you're being coquettish, I'll change it for you."

Jing Yuwen:?

He frowned instantly: "Are you a fucking pervert?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "It's not like you haven't acted coquettishly before, why, just follow the English teacher, but not with me?"

Just kidding, he, Jing Yuwen, has the most backbone in the world. In his life, even if he doesn't sleep in class, even if he is sleepy, it is impossible for him to sell his soul to act like a baby to that bastard Xiang Siye.He slapped the table: "Do you fucking like to change or not!"

Xiang Siye gave a thumbs up: "Okay, I have ambition."

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes and ignored the bastard.

In this class of physics, the physics teacher is Tan Zhonghai. He has a round beer belly. He likes to bask in the sun and take a walk. He often walks in the row by the window during class, and sometimes he walks to Jingyu. Wen's position also stopped to give lectures.

Although Jing Yuwen didn't do anything wrong, he was always afraid of ghosts calling the door. Once a teacher stood behind him, he always felt that the teacher was watching him from behind. After this class, he hardly raised his head.

Xiang Siye glanced at him from time to time, seeing how he kept his head down and didn't dare to move, and sighed slightly.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, just when Jing Yuwen was finally about to breathe a sigh of relief, the physics teacher behind him spoke again.

"Students, get out of class will end after this topic is finished."

Jing Yuwen had no choice but to hang his head listlessly.

After another 2 minutes, Tan Zhonghai finally left. Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that his soul had been liberated like never before. He lay down on the table, relaxing his body and mind that had been tense for a class.

He thought, going on like this is not an option, and Tan Zhonghai is not the only teacher who likes to park in the back row, but he is the only one who is frightened. After much deliberation, he decided to sell his soul.

Xiang Siye looked sideways at the back of Jing Yuwen's head, his light-colored eyes trembled.

"or......"

Before he could say a word, the listless Jing Yuwen suddenly raised his head, with a smiling face on his face: "Xianggou~ why don't you change with me? I'll treat you to milk tea in the afternoon, okay?"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding was silent.

Jing Yuwen looked around nonchalantly. At this moment, Fan Jia, Zhou Hong and Yu Xian were all staring at him dumbfounded.

Xiang Siye laughed out loud: "Okay."

There were a few big red bumps on Yu Xian's face, he swallowed: "Go ahead, I will come back next time."

Jing Yuwen got up and grabbed Yu Xian, and pressed his face on the table: "Continue what? Why are you so excited? What are you doing here? Say it quickly, I will spare you."

Zhou Hong raised his pen and smiled innocently: "Master Jing, you are the one who is excited, right?"

Jing Yuwen was a little dazed, he glanced at Fan Jia, and Fan Jia nodded.

This, excitedly, seemed indeed to be him.

Yu Xian cried: "Master Jing, let me go, I will never tell."

Jing Yuwen let go of the cosine, and sat down: "Well, I have a conditioned reflex, and I want to catch you as soon as you run away. Tell me first, why are you looking for me?"

Yu Xian took off her crooked glasses, adjusted them, and put them on again: "I want you to bring me a bottle of toilet water, there are mosquitoes at night."

Jing Yuwen asked, "Are there any in the school supermarket?"

"The school supermarket doesn't sell the kind I want. It's the glass bottle with the Liushen with green stickers on it. It's easy to use."

Jing Yuwen couldn't help covering his nose, the smell was too pungent, he didn't like it very much: "Okay, I'll bring it to you in the afternoon, you can go."

Yu Xian smiled: "Thank you, Lord Jing."

After speaking, he returned to his position.

At this time, Fan Jia and Zhou Hong were still staring at Jing Yuwen, and Jing Yuwen raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a hunk acting like a baby? It's not like I haven't acted like a baby with Ma Meili yesterday. Is there any fuss?"

Both of them turned their heads silently with eyes full of "don't explain, I understand".

Jing Yuwen was so angry that he slapped the table angrily: "Change seats with me."

Xiang Siye looked calm: "What about my milk tea?"

"I'll bring it to you in the afternoon," Jing Yuwen got up to organize his things, and muttered in a low voice, "Xiang Siye is really a scheming dog."

Xiang Siye was not angry when he heard his muttering, but just smiled, got up to pack things with him, and then changed seats.

After tidying things up, Jing Yuwen turned his body sideways, leaning his back against the wall, and it sure felt better to be inside!

He raised his foot and lightly kicked Xiang Siye's leg: "Hey, Xianggou, why don't milk tea and today's Coke cancel out?"

Xiang Siye shook his head with a smile: "No, one size fits one size."

Jing Yuwen curled his lips: "Stingy, what do you want to drink?"

"The person who treats the guests has the final say."

"Oh."

After returning home from school at noon, Jing Yuwen fell asleep and woke up to receive a message from Fan Jia.

Fan Fan: Poke poke, we agreed to invite you to drink milk tea, what do you want to drink, I will buy it in the afternoon.

Jing Yuwen didn't feel that he had to ask for something in return for helping Fan Jia, but he was also worried that if he refused the kindness, Fan Jia would be burdened psychologically. After hesitating for a while, he still returned.

Jing: Which door are you closest to?

Fan Fan: I live on campus, north gate.

Jing: The one at the north gate, mango pudding.

Fan Fan: OK.

He turned off the phone screen and got up to go to the bathroom to wash up.

The fifth middle school does not have too much requirements on the appearance of the students. Students can wear their favorite hairstyles, but not too much, such as colorful and permed hair, so Jing Yuwen has relatively long bangs on his forehead. He washes his face at home and is used to using facial cleanser , In order not to stick to the whole hair, every time I wash my face, I have to tie up my bangs with a small hair tie.

He searched in a big circle, but couldn't see the little hair rope, and shouted: "Mom, the hair rope is gone again."

Su Yan has long hair, and although she is already a woman, she still has a girlish heart, so there are a lot of beautiful hair ties in the bedroom, and every time Jing Yuwen loses them, she runs to Su Yan to ask for them.

When he walked to the living room, Su Yan was watching TV. After thinking about it, he decided not to bother Ms. Su, but to find it by himself. As soon as he reached the door of Su Yan's bedroom, Su Yan stopped her.

"What are you doing?"

Jing Yuwen just woke up, still a little lazy: "I lost my hair rope again, go get one."

Su Yan got up: "You can't find it, I'll get it."

After finishing speaking, he entered the bedroom, closed the door, and finally took out a pink hair rope and handed it to Jing Yuwen.

"I always lose it, but if it doesn't work, I wear it on my wrist."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen tied his bangs into a small knot, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and put the hairband on his wrist without any hassle.

He thought about promising to buy milk tea for Xiang Siye today, but the bastard didn't say what kind of milk tea he wanted, so he just took the bus to the north gate and bought a cup of his favorite milk tea. Bottle of toilet water.He thought, mango pudding is so delicious, whoever doesn't like it is an idiot!

The sun was still very high at noon, and Jing Yuwen's big eyes unconsciously narrowed into a small slit when he saw the sun, so that he could only see the road in front of him, not the people around him.

"Master Jing!"

Jing Yuwen was holding milk tea and a bottle of Liushen toilet water in his hand. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked sideways at the people around him. They were classmates from Class 22.

"Han Ming, what a coincidence."

Han Ming had a smirk on his face: "Master Jing, is it true what you posted on the forum?"

Jing Yuwen never read the post bar, let alone what Han Ming was talking about: "What?"

Han Ming's eyes glanced at the hair band on Jing Yuwen's wrist, and he was speechless: "Tsk tsk, Master Jing has grown up, and he is no longer the straight man with cancer. Alright Master Jing, I'll go first."

Jing Yuwen stopped where he was, frowned, and had doubts about himself. He always felt that his EQ was off the charts.

He returned to the class and put toilet water on the cosine table.

The bag on Yu Xian's face got bigger again, and there were still a few cross marks on it. He hugged toilet water: "Thank you, Lord Jing, I'm finally saved."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's okay."

Fan Jia was not there, Zhou Hong was busy brushing the questions, Jing Yuwen had a cup of milk tea and a can of Coke on the table, and Xiang Siye stared blankly at the table.

Jing Yuwen handed out the milk tea in his hand: "Here, your milk tea."

Xiang Siye raised his hand to pick up the milk tea, but when he saw the hair rope on Jing Yuwen's wrist, he froze.

"Why? Take it."

"Oh."

Xiang Siye took the milk tea slowly.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, and as smart as he was, Jing Yuwen, he could tell at a glance that Xianggou was very unhappy now.