On the special skills of getting to the same table

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The employers have spoken, and Weisheng Xun can only go online.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, Wen Jin walked around the table and stood beside Wen Jin, with his hands lightly on Wen Jin's shoulders, "Are you sure?"

"Hmm." Although Wei Shengxun's sudden slap on the shoulder made him tremble a bit, he still didn't forget to answer his question.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Shengxun on the side bent down, moved his hands down from Wen Jin's neck, and hugged Wen Jin.

The warm breath fell on Wen Jin's ear, blowing the black hair on the sideburns, making Wen Jin's expression a little dull, like a fool.

"Brother, what are you doing?" When she came back to her senses, looking at the hands on her chest, the corners of Wen Jin's lips twitched a few times, visibly destroying her beautiful face.

"Hold you." Wei Shengxun said concisely, hugging him according to Wen Jin's request, but Wei Shengxun was tall, so he bent over Wen Jin from the side like this, his old waist was about to fail.

"I just hope you can carry me back to the bedroom, I didn't ask you to hug me like this." Wen Jin pushed away the two hands wrapped around her, her tone full of helplessness, she looked up at Wei Shengxun, her eyes met.

The peach blossom eyes are clear, which is the carefree look that a 17-year-old should have. With such eyes, I was stunned for a moment, retracted my hands, straightened up, and let my hands hang down beside the seams of my trousers naturally. It took a long time to spit out a word, "Oh."

Wen Jin: ...Can you speak fewer words?

"Congee." Looking away from Wen Jin's plastered leg, Wen Jin was wearing a slim white shirt with a stand-up collar, the top button was unbuttoned, the collar was half open, and the delicate collarbone was half exposed, but the lower body The trousers he wore were nondescript, a pair of very loose and bulky sweatpants just past the knees.

Students of this age, boys who like to wear shirts, are either sissy, self-proclaimed literary men, or basketball slams, first-class school grass-level people.

Which kind of Wen Jin belongs to, Wei Shengxun still can't tell for the time being, after all, he hasn't known about it before, so it's hard to make a conclusion at will, but he looks like this, I'm afraid there are many suitors who admire him.

Later, Wei Shengxun felt that his estimation was correct. In just three years of high school, there were at least a few hundred love letters handed over to Wen Jin through his hands.

Wei Shengxun has not many rivals in love, but unfortunately they are all of the wrong gender.

Your big male god Wen only likes Wei Shengxun.

Ding the bell, the key collided with a crisp sound, Wen Jin held up the key of Room 401 in front of Wei Shengxun, "I don't want to drink the porridge, I'm full, this is the key, I'm sleepy, so I don't have to open the door gone."

After taking the key, seeing that the silver key surface was full of scratches, this was the original key, Wen Jin didn't keep it for himself, but gave it to a stranger who had just taken care of him for a few hours, his heart felt inexplicably warm , said a good word.

Sending Wen Jin back to the room, he cleaned up the dishes on the table and washed the bowls in his hands, thinking about the next thing in his mind, he should report to Zhiyuan Middle School in less than two weeks, and he had to go to the training camp before entering A period of time, and then find out the placement test.He knew that Wen Jin's score in Zhiyuan Middle School was more than fifty points higher than his.

If he didn't work hard, he might not be in the same class as Wen Jin.

But don’t draw conclusions too early. After all, Zhiyuan Middle School’s success is really strong. Even if you come in with No.1 grades and stay in Zhiyuan Middle School for a period of time, it is very likely that you will fall out of the top [-] or [-]. The high school entrance examination can only prove that you have entered a good high school. The college entrance examination is what determines the life of many people. Some people have been salted fish in Zhiyuan Middle School for three years. After the college entrance examination, they can also become a salted fish.

Two weeks is really not a long time. In the blink of an eye, the military training is over. After more than ten days of military training, all the students in the school except Wei Shengxun and Wen Jin are so dark that they have traveled to the Nile River. of.

After the military training, it was naturally divided into classes for intensive training, and Wen Jin and Wei Shengxun were naturally assigned to the same class.