Tachycardia

The girl in the class next door was named Tong Xiaoxue. Before she was divided into classes in the second year of high school, the class moved seats temporarily, and she was at the same table with Jin Wendong for a week.

But her grades are in the middle, neither good nor bad, after all, she was not able to be in the same class as Jin Wendong, so she can only come to talk to Jin Wendong from time to time under the guise of studying.

Everyone knows what this girl's heart is hiding, so Jin Wendong pretends to be a fool and goes around in circles every day.

I don't know how to express it to her if I refuse, after all, Tong Xiaoxue has never confessed to him, and it seems a bit pretentious to say it out, let's not say it, the girl looks for him every now and then, and it's annoying for him to be perfunctory.

The class coaxed together, his head grew twice, and he was the first to glance at Wen Jinran's reaction. The latter looked normal, and even took a sip of soy milk.

Oh grass, Yao Xun bought the soy milk.

Jin Wendong's face was livid, and just as he wanted to shut up these people, the classroom door yelled angrily: "What are you doing? Rebellion!"

The students trembled three times, and the sound disappeared instantly.

Lao Wang rushed straight to Jin Wendong, "What's the matter? You didn't get enough training yesterday, did you? What are you talking about so excited, come and tell me too?"

Sun Kai was so frightened that he couldn't bear the shit, he quickly gave Jin Wendong time to get in, and after he sat down, he buried his head, wishing he could stick his head into the hole in the table.

"Why did you come here for the morning reading?" Lao Wang knocked on the table with the teaching pole, "It's your third year in high school, why can't you get nervous? Do you know how many days are left before the college entrance examination?"

The class was silent, only his own impassioned preaching.

Lao Wang hated iron for being weak, and cracked the teaching rod, "I tell you! There are still ten months! If you remove the winter vacation and weekends, we have limited time in the classroom, and you don't know the value of time." , squander and waste here!"

Jin Wendong sighed, and lay down bored, his eyes fixed on Wen Jinran's back.

He lay down in this posture for a while, and Lao Wang on the stage was about to finish his speech. Before he left, he said: "I read my own in the morning reading. I will come to check at any time. If I find out who is whispering, yesterday Let him copy all the homework ten times!"

Lao Wang's chubby back disappeared outside the classroom, and the class started chattering again.

Jin Wendong's hands were itchy, and he wanted to provoke Wen Jinran, but he didn't move yet. How could he have imagined that Lao Wang suddenly shot back, stood at the door with a dark face, and the class fell silent again.

"I'll kill a chicken first, to respect you monkeys," Lao Wang pointed to a classmate in the classroom, "Come on, stand on the podium, oh yes, take the book, don't forget to study, now You have ten times of homework on you, and whoever speaks next will be arrested, and those caught will inherit your ten times of homework, and the time is up to the next morning reading."

The whole class: "..."

The person who was pointed wanted to cry but had no tears.

Now Lao Wang turned around and really left completely.

Facing the expectant eyes of the classmates on the stage, Jin Wendong poked Wen Jinran's back indifferently.

Before opening her mouth, Wen Jinran immediately turned her head and put her finger on her lips: "Shhh—"

Jin Wendong still didn't give up, and wanted to provoke him to play, Wen Jinran tore off a piece of paper in his notebook, wrote a line like flying, and threw it to him secretly.

On it are a few clear and beautiful fonts, the characters are like the person: [Don't talk, be careful to get caught. ]

He swished back, "What are you afraid of, don't you just do your homework ten times, if you are caught, you will be caught, I will copy it for you." ]

Jin Wendong's characters are not the beautiful ones, and some of them can't even understand the strokes. It took Wen Jinran at least half a minute to figure out the full meaning, which gave me a little headache.

[Did you not write yesterday's homework...]

[What's wrong? ]

[As far as mathematics alone, there are almost five test papers, three for English, three for chemistry, and other subjects, totaling no less than twenty. The head teacher asked me to copy ten times, which is equivalent to more than 100 test papers. ]

[Fuck, I didn't count, there are so many. ]

The dissatisfaction in Jin Wendong's heart just now was quickly soothed by Wen Jinran, he passed the note to Wen Jinran, Wen Jinran obediently lowered his head and didn't know what to write, and the pen was dangling in front of Jin Wendong's eyes.

The classmates on the stage looked at the two anxiously, and dared not speak out.

Wen Jinran was writing seriously, when Sang Nan's elbow at the same table accidentally bumped into him, he thought something was wrong, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the voice fell, the originally quiet class was dead silent.

Sang Nan: "??"

The classmate who was arresting people on the stage finally kept the clouds open to see the moonlight, with bitter tears of excitement, he ran over to carry out the handover work: "You have spoken!"

Wen Jinran nodded blankly: "...ah."

He wandered out of the sky, his heart was ashes, he floated onto the stage with his textbook in his hands, and stood trembling on the podium, not daring to catch his breath, let alone observe who said nothing.

From the corner of the eye, Jin Wendong was looking at him with a frown, his eyes were not necessarily gloating, but looked at him with some concern.

Because of his personality, he is very afraid of this kind of public environment. When exposed to a transparent high platform, his heartbeat will speed up, he will feel dizzy, and he can't speak clearly.

His face was red and white, sometimes shy and sometimes nervous, and his legs were a little weak.

But after all, he is an adult, no matter how afraid of this kind of environment, he will not cry, avoiding the insistence to step down, but he dare not look at people, Wen Jinran understands that the ten times must have fallen on him, so he no longer struggles, takes Cover your face with the book and concentrate on reading.

Wen Jinran has always been very obedient. When it was time for morning reading, Pharaoh came over to make random checks. When he saw that it was him, he couldn't believe it, and asked, "Why did you come up on the stage?"

He fell silent, and whispered: "I said something, and I was arrested."

After confirming that he has not been wronged, it is not easy for Old Wang to exonerate him, but in the end, his subordinates are merciful: "You can ask me to make a copy of yesterday's homework. If it is a test paper or something, just copy the answer."

Wen Jinran nodded.

Lao Wang faced the whole class again and said: "I think the effect of morning reading today is not bad. The discipline has improved by more than a star and a half compared with before. I think this policy can be implemented in our class in the future. Let Wen Jinran copy the test papers and only copy the answers today. We will increase the amount starting tomorrow, and even copy the titles."

Someone sighed: "This is too cruel——"

Old Wang frowned, and was about to get angry again: "Look at how lazy you are now, can I do it if I don't be tough?"

No one dared to say anything in an instant, Lao Wang nodded in satisfaction, and waved to Wen Jinran: "Okay, you can go back, and the homework for copying will be handed over to me before school on Friday morning."

Wen Jinran returned to her seat with a dreamy face.

Jin Wendong didn't say anything, he tilted his head to look at the back of his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, lay down and continued to sleep.

As soon as the school bell rang at noon, Jin Wendong, who had been lying on the ground all morning, immediately straightened up. He left the classroom first, leaving a group of people far behind, and soon disappeared.

Wen Jinran watched him go quietly, took out the bread, paused, then took out the paper and pen, just about to eat the bread, but felt her nose a little sour.

He put down the bread, concentrated on copying homework, sniffed, and almost burst into tears.

Soon he was alone in the classroom.

About another 10 minutes passed, and he just finished copying the answers of a paper, and felt that his mood had been adjusted. He raised his head and wanted to bite a piece of bread, but he saw something out of the corner of his eye, and was slightly taken aback.

——At the door of the classroom, Jin Wendong was hugging a pile of food, holding up a bottle of mango yogurt with his left hand, and smiling at him.

"I'm here to share the farm work with you, little landlord."