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After class this morning, Song Ji took Xu Ting back to the dormitory to pack his things.Xu Ting's transfer to another school was very sudden. In the morning, his mother made the bed and went home, and he let him clean up the rest.

There are about 1 □ □ in the whole year of X Middle School, and there are 25 classes in arts and sciences in each grade.For a better learning atmosphere, most students choose to live on campus.The dormitory is a 6-person room, and Song Ji’s dormitory just happened to have roommates transfer to day-students last semester, so there was a vacant bed.Xu Ting was placed on the upper bunk next to Song Ji's head and feet.

After lunch, the students came back for their lunch break one after another. There was a noise of fighting in front of the door of dormitory 206, and three boys entered the door with a push.

It's a bit funny for these three boys to walk together, their heights are arranged in a ladder shape.The tallest boy is Zhao He, from the Northeast, with a chubby face and a friendly appearance.The one in the middle is Zhou Qiwei, who is Song Ji's best friend and also a member of the school basketball team. He looks ordinary, a local, and looks a bit simple and honest.The shortest Chen Jiafeng is around 170. He is thin and dark, and looks more introverted. He has good grades and is hardworking. His family is from a neighboring city and county. Only by virtue of his excellent grades did he get a special scholarship to study in this school. .

The fan in the classroom was turning mechanically above the head, and it was already the second day's evening self-study in a blink of an eye. The weather in September was still not cool, and more than 9 people stayed in the same classroom, even though the classroom was spacious, it was still stuffy.

After Song Ji finished writing his physics paper, he lifted his collar, threw the pen back and leaned back on the chair, spread his legs and stretched.He looked around, his eyes stopped on the new classmates beside him, and he looked at them silently.

Xu Ting was biting the cap of his pen and frowning, struggling desperately with the penultimate question of the math paper.The end of his water-based pen was bitten tightly, his brows were also wrinkled, and his fair little face was already wet with sweat.

Is it that difficult?Song Ji looked at the clock above the blackboard, as if he was writing this essay half an hour ago.Is this kid going to die tonight?

Song Ji saw that he was biting the pen harder, and his brows were furrowed deeper. It was a little funny, and he couldn't stand it any longer. "Hey~Xu Ting, let me teach you which questions you don't know. You seem to have struggled for a long time."

Xu Ting was taken aback by surprise, and looked up at him in panic, his eyes were wet.He whispered nervously: "Ah! Thank you! Just... just this question... I think it's a bit difficult. Thank you." While drawing on the draft paper, he said: "This question needs to draw two auxiliary lines. If you can't think of it, you won't be able to do it tonight..."

A refreshing wind finally blew by the window, and in the bright light illuminated by the incandescent lamp, Xu Tie opened his round and moist eyes, and opened his mouth wide: "So that's the case! Thank you. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

He sighed as if suddenly enlightened, his voice was slightly louder than usual, his face flushed slightly with excitement.

Song Ji looked at him with round and wet eyes, looking at him like some great big shot, and felt that the character of the new classmate was actually not as boring as it looked, and he was a little cute, he thought to himself.

. . .

It has been a month since Xu Ting transferred to the new school.He feels that life is very happy now.In addition to the relatively high pressure of study, the classmates are very good, and they didn't exclude him because he was introverted and quiet, calling him a sissy.

But except for Song Ji and a few roommates in the dormitory, Xu Ting has never dealt with other students.He is really too introverted to take the initiative to make friends, and he has a completely different personality from Song Ji.

Every time after class, a group of people surrounded Song Ji's table, asking him questions or discussing his favorite team.Several boys pressed on his lap like an arhat, attracting girls' attention.Xu Ting envied Song Ji in his heart, and wanted to make trouble with them.He sat by himself and pretended to be writing a question seriously, as if he was reading a book while letting the world hustle and bustle.

In fact, I was thinking whether to ask Song Ji a question to interject, or not to say, ah!Coincidentally, I also like this manga.But he was tangled up and down, and he couldn't speak until the class bell sounded and everyone dispersed.

It's really hard to mingle with other boys who don't like sports and are boring.Together with Chen Jiafeng in the dormitory, he will occasionally play basketball with everyone after class.As time goes by, everyone has no curiosity about the new classmate, and only thinks that he is low-key and hardworking.

During the lunch break, everyone went out to play basketball after eating. Xu Ting ate alone and went back to bed early. Song Ji had invited Xu Ting to join him, and after being rejected, he did not force himself.Xu Ting was wearing these light gray boxer briefs, silently washing clothes on the sink in the bathroom.The basin contained the previous night's dirty laundry.

He was washing slowly while thinking about the topic.Wan Zichen leaned against the bathroom door, looking at the silhouette of Xu Tie's upturned buttocks faintly protruding from under his gray underwear, his slender legs that were as warm and greasy as white jade, and the hair on his legs was so sparse that he didn't look like a northern man.

He whistled playfully.Xu Ting turned his head abruptly, looking at the stranger who suddenly appeared by the door without making a sound, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother, you have a good figure. Looking from behind, I thought it was a little girl who had slipped in!" Xu Ting watched Wan Zichen, who was 185cm tall, slowly approaching, and he quietly put on a defensive posture.Wan Zichen snorted disdainfully when he saw his cowardice. "Ah".He pinched Xu Ting's cheek, raised it closer to himself, and looked at the goods carefully.Xu Ting was choked before he could use the move he had thought up.

"It also looks like a girl, and her face is quite easy to touch. New here." He rubbed Xu Ting's face with a hint of obscenity.Xu Ting stepped on him violently, then punched him in the stomach again, broke free and backed away. "Die...die...pervert! gay...li...gay...gas...ah!..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wan Zichen picked him up, turned over and pressed him against the white tiled wall.

"Damn it! How dare you hit me! Who the hell is gay? Well, do you want to try it? I can strangle you to death with one hand!" Xu Ting was firmly pressed against the wall. I can only kick him hard.

But Wan Zichen pinned him down hard, and he couldn't breathe while holding his collar.His face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, and he mumbled in a vague way: "Let it go... let it go... let it go... let it go."

There was noise from the door, and the rhythmic banging of basketball racquets on the ground.Song Ji pushed open the door and saw Xu Ting being carried sideways to him, he ran over quickly and pushed Wan Zichen away. "what are you doing!"

Wan Zichen looked indifferent after being pushed away, and flicked his collar, "Seeing that he looks good, he looks like a girl, just say something flirty."

"What are you crazy about! Didn't you see that he was out of breath?" "Hey! What's the big deal, Song Ji? Don't mess with me, even you and I will turn our faces."

Song Ji didn't argue with him anymore, and turned to look at Xu Ting, who was leaning against his arms with his legs limp, breathing heavily.Song Ji gently stroked his back to comfort him.Wan Zichen cocked his mouth, pushed away Chen Jiafeng and Zhou Qiwei who were on both sides, slammed the door and left.Chen Jiafeng and the others saw him go, so they dared to come over, "It's okay, Xu Ting." "Are you okay?" "Don't provoke Wan Zichen, and don't talk to him, he is just a gangster. We dare not provoke him .”

Xu Ting regained his composure, "I...I'm fine, who is this person? He's acting weird." "He! He's Wan Zichen, the number one boss in our school, a gangster who is in charge! The family is not powerful. Ordinary, so even if it's a little bastard who fights and skips class every day, the principal and senior director can't do anything about him, and everyone doesn't provoke him.

You also stay away from now on. " Zhao reminded him. "X. . .Will there be gangsters in such a good school? "The family has a background, and the school dare not offend him. Anyway, he didn't make any big troubles, so he will give it to him."It's been more than a month since school started, and it just showed up today. "

"Fortunately, he looked at Song Ji to save face, otherwise we would have to fight today." Zhao or felt lingering fear. "Thank you, Song Ji. I'm fine." Xu Ting has been bothering Song Ji these days, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, my classmates. If I encounter today's situation in the future, I can't just catch up with you and give in to him when I see him. Don't push him head-on." "Oh, got it .” Xu Ting lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

Song Ji looked at his fluffy head and reached out to touch it lightly. "Take a break. Before class, I will tell Teacher Liu about this and ask her to warn Wan Zichen." "Okay, thank you." .” Song Ji rubbed his head and smiled at him.Song Jiya is so white, he is so nice and handsome.Xu Ting looked at him and thought silently.

That night, Song Ji came early before self-study, he inadvertently glanced at Xu Ting's empty seat, and a sketchbook with cartoons attracted his attention.

He leaned over to take a closer look, and found that Xu Tie had drawn Sasuke and Orochimaru in the Japanese anime Naruto. The tall Sasuke looked down at the short Orochimaru, "You gay pervert, you have small arms, and I have one It can strangle you to death."

Sasuke yelled "Fire Shield and Fire Dragon Jutsu!" After chanting the formula, he gestured and sprayed out a huge fireball, finishing Orochimaru with one move.Xu Ting's name was marked next to Sasuke, and Orochimaru was a pervert.

Song Ji was overwhelmed with joy, and laughed hahaha for a long time.It can't be seen that the inner world of the little deskmate is so rich, it turned out to be a boring, really cute.

Xu Ting always thought that Song Ji was a bad-tempered, talkative boy who would smile at everyone.But one incident that day changed his mind.

Another day during the self-study class, the boy sitting by the back door suddenly yelled Song Ji, someone is looking for him! The voice pierced through the noisy classroom, and it was strangely quiet for a while.

Xu Ting turned his head subconsciously, and through the boy's ambiguous and meaningful face, he saw two very beautiful girls standing by the back door.The taller one glanced at Song Ji shyly, wringing his fingers uneasily and waiting.

Song Ji walked towards the back door calmly, leaving aside the ridicule of his classmates. "Which one is this?" "It seems to be the class flower of the second class, right? All the class flowers are here!" "Song Ji is the grass of our class, so of course we have to match the class flower."

. . . .

Everyone secretly watched the movement behind with gossip.Xu Ting was a little curious if Song Ji would be tempted by such a beautiful girl.

He was on his way to the toilet and glanced quickly out of the corner of his eye as he passed.The girl lowered her head and said something with her back against the wall. Song Ji stood two steps away in front of her silently with her hands in her pockets.