The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

"Old Wu! Let's go!"

A few weeks after the start of the school year, Wu Jing, Yao Bin, Duan Changhan, Liu Lei and others undoubtedly became the landscape in Class [-] ([-]) of senior high school with a style very different from that of Yan Xinguang.

Yan Xinguang is like an exiled fairy every day, sitting in the last row of the classroom as immobile as a mountain. Although no one dares to initiate a conversation, there are always a lot of peeping eyes from inside and outside the window.

But Duan Wu's four-person group is different, especially Wu Jing. These people's family conditions are very good. Except for Liu Lei, the other three have an indifferent attitude towards learning, because they are also at the bottom of the study.In addition, they have a bright and cheerful personality. Although they sometimes bluff, the boys are very willing to play with them. When the get out of class is over, they will hug each other, and they seem to be the center of the first (two) class of high school.

"Wait for me." Wu Jing stood up, trying to zip up his clothes.

He wore a Morandi-colored knit sweater under his school uniform today, and he opened it up during class to reveal the clothes inside. Duan Changhan, who turned his head frequently, sent a WeChat message to ridicule: You are a real mother in clothes.

But his clothes are arranged by his mother, what can he do?Wu Jing gave him back a bayonet warning.jpg

This is said to be the latest model in the recent fashion circle. The hem is irregular and longer than that. Just as he got up, he flicked up his clothes and accidentally hooked them to the table next to him. His pen and notebook were thrown to the ground with a clatter.

The owner of the pen and notebook was about to open the cup to drink water, his eyelashes trembled a little, but he drank the water calmly, closed the lid, put it on the table, and then looked up at him.

Normally, Wu Jing would definitely take the opportunity to tease him, but now he hurried out to play, raised his hand with a smile: "My fault, I'm sorry, I will clean up for you."

By the way, Wu Jing is the only man who talks to God Yan every day.Although people never paid any attention to him, he still maintained his persistent attitude, as well as his self-confidence and thick-skinnedness that he didn't know where he came from. Until recently, he finally got a reaction from others, Yan Xinguang's reaction It has always been very simple and straightforward—slowly raised his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and said two words: "You go."

He bent down to pick up all the things three times, and was almost caught by the clothes again. He cursed anxiously, and simply took off the weird knitted sweater. Things piled together on the table.

Yao Bin urged him: "Hurry up, Mr. Jing, the venue will be sold out any later."

With a promise, he left a mess and ran away without looking back.

Only Yan Xinguang, who had finished drinking the water, was there, staring fixedly at the crumpled clothes and his own stationery scattered together.

Wu Jing and the others ran wildly all the way, and while running, Yao Bin said loudly: "Why on earth do you go to tease Yan Xinguang every day? Can't you see that others despise you?"

Wu Jing: "Really? Why didn't I see it?"

Liu Lei: "We can all see it, don't mess with others, Brother Jing."

Wu Jing: "I can't help it. Who made this person so interesting? He obviously often does some incredible things, but he is so boring on the surface. Do you think he is interesting?"

Yao Bin laughed: "I think you are more interesting."

Duan Changhan: "Speaking of him, I suddenly remembered that I heard from my dad a few days ago that Yan Xinguang seems to have a fiancée."

Wu Jing suddenly tripped over a stone and almost fell over, he stroked his chest in shock: "I was scared to death."

Yao Bin: "..."

Liu Lei scolded: "Can you two stop being so worthless? If you don't know, you might think that Lord Jing is his fiancée. Come on, Brother Han, talk carefully?"

In the classroom, Yan Xinguang stretched out two fingers to take his things back from Wu Jing's desk, dusted them off, and put them neatly on his desk.

After a pause, he turned his head again, looking at the mess of clothes, thoughtfully.

Wu Jing and the others played a bit aggressively in this game today. His skills are mediocre, he is only good at long-distance shooting, and his skills are not good.In junior high school, everyone hadn't developed much, and he could barely match with his agility. In high school, everyone was tall and tall, and Wu Jing had a hard time playing.

Another big black guy snatched the ball from his head and winked at him by the way. Wu Jing was so angry that he wanted to demonstrate a set of military boxing to that guy immediately, and then there was a loud roar , I saw a center forward of their team struggling to pass the ball, Wu Jing and another person jumped up to grab it, and the two heads collided with each other, and there was a muffled "bang".

Both fell to the ground.

I have to say that these two people are really good at jumping, and they can jump so high before falling down.

The ball couldn't be played, and everyone came around cheering, Yao Bin panicked as if Wu Jing was about to die here, grabbed his shoulder and shook vigorously, "Are you all right?! Are you all right?!"

Wu Jing hummed in pain, endured the severe pain in his knee, and replied angrily: "I'm not dead yet, but if you shake me again, I'm really going to die..."

A few people hurriedly picked him up and walked back. Liu Lei hurried to report to the class teacher. Yao Erniu hurried over and said that he had contacted his parents and he could go home first.

Before leaving, Wu Jing still didn't forget to tease his tablemate with a cold face: "I'm home, don't miss me."

Yan Xinguang didn't say anything, but moved his gaze slightly down, and glanced at his broken leg.

Wu Jing's leg was still throbbing, so he glanced at him with a smile, not expecting any reaction from him, and began to pack his schoolbag.He glanced at his stack of clothes on the table, but paused slightly.

The blue knitted sweater was neatly folded, like a regular square, and it was placed on the upper right corner of the table.

He picked up the stack of clothes, looked at it for a long time, raised his eyebrows, and asked him: "You folded it? The craftsmanship is really good."

Such a person actually has a fiancee.I don't know which eldest lady is so lucky to be able to bring such a superb husband home.

After thinking about it, he felt a sudden chill in his heart.Shaking, he quickly shook this terrible thought out of his mind.What's wrong with me?Why do you have this idea?

Yan Xinguang pursed his lips, and finally looked at him with straight eyes: "Your legs are broken." The implication is that there are so many nonsense words with broken legs.

Wu Jing pretended not to understand, and waved at him: "See you later, you two have something to do!"

These words were obviously addressed to Duan Changhan and Liu Lei, but his eyes were on Yan Xinguang.

He was supported by Yao Bin and jumped out on one foot, grinning in pain and raising eyebrows, just like a cheerful bird.

Yan Xinguang stared at that figure for a long time, until the history teacher walked up to the podium and said "Lesson" crisply, before returning to his senses.

Although Wu Jing is skinny, he hasn't really suffered any injuries since he was a child.He was hopped home by the arm, and everyone in the Wu family panicked.

He almost entered the door at the same time as the family doctor, screaming and being teased, and served delicious food and drink, and grandma and grandma took turns to video call condolences.Even Wu Pei didn't bother him for the first time, walked over with red eyes, and carefully poked his leg in plaster, "Does it hurt?"

It was only 05:30 in the afternoon, and No. [-] Middle School was still half an hour away from school. Wu Jing sent Yao Bin a WeChat greeting: Is school over?

Ask knowingly.

Yao Bin: Get out, I'm studying.

Wu Jing: Then you still play with your mobile phone?I want to send a message to Yao Erniu to report you.

Yao Bin: ...

After a while, get out of class was finally over, and Yao Bin sent a voice over directly.

Yao Bin: Is your leg okay?Hey, I just found out after chatting with you, is there no group in our class?Strange, it's been two or three weeks since school started and there are no classes yet, who is the monitor of our class?

The class committee election for the second class was held quietly on the day when Yan Xinguang disappeared. No one competed with Zhang Caijun. He became the undisputed study committee member, and the class leader was a girl named Chen Shu.

Wu Jing: When you said that, I suddenly remembered, in fact, Chen Shu came to my seat before, and seemed to want to add WeChat with his mobile phone, but I don’t know why... Anyway, there is no bonus!Not only did I get no bonus, Yan Xueba didn't give it to him either.

After sending a paragraph of words, Wu Jing recalled the scene of that day.

When cleaning on Friday, it is customary to move out the tables and chairs first.Seeing Yu Jia, the class flower, struggling to move the table, Yao Bin dragged Wu Jing over without saying a word, and volunteered to help.

Wu Jing was very contemptuous of his behavior of being embarrassed to rescue and insisting on pulling others. As a result, Yao Bin left him and went to courteously alone, without leaving her a look.He went back to his seat alone, but Chen Shu came over and asked him if he could move it for himself.

Wu Jing said yes, got up indifferently, and then moved, one of them didn't pay attention, and almost bumped into Yan Xinguang who had just returned from the principal's office at the door of the classroom.

The man stood there with a book in his arms, his slender height just cast a shadow, covering the two chattering and laughing, and he glanced at them with his long and narrow eyes, then walked away noble and cold with his long legs up.

Wu Jing was stunned for two seconds, feeling unreasonably guilty (?)

In the first two weeks of school, Wu Jing has never had any interaction with any girl except for mixing with the boys in the class.Chen Shu was the first one.After the cleaning, she came back with her mobile phone, with a shy smile on her face.

Before he could open his mouth, Yan Xinguang took off the earphones, and pressed them hard on the table with a "snap". The crisp sound startled the two of them, and they both looked at him.Yan Xinguang also returned his scrutinizing eyes, looked at Chen Shu for a few seconds, and then slowly moved to Wu Jing.

No one can bear such a weird atmosphere.Slowly, Chen Shu's face turned red, and he forgot what he was here for, and ran away, leaving only Wu Jing and Yan Xinguang staring at each other.

After a few days, Wu Jing stroked his chin, thinking and thinking, could that weird feeling be called being caught in bed?

The author has something to say: (Student Wu's sixth sense is still very sensitive!

Yan Xinguang: rwkk what are you two going to do under my nose?

Chen Shu: ...I just want to add a WeChat account...