He's playing first grade again

The air in the morning was a little damp, and there was still water on the ground. The willow branches on the roadside were covered with heavy drops of water. The wind blew through and dripped wetly.

The two bosses shared an umbrella and walked over. The students who were on duty looked at each other, lowered their heads and muttered quietly.

"I think the two of them have a sense of CP."

"I have a vague feeling that there is something implied in handing the milk."

"Sure enough, the eyes of the rotten girls are the same."

"Hahahahahahaha..."

In the hall of the teaching building, there was a long corridor with rows of people standing.

Lin Jian froze his umbrella, frowning slightly, and glanced at the row of people holding the backs of books with a puzzled face, turned his face, and asked Ning Xuan, "Now it's popular to endorse books in the corridor?"

Ning Xuan shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

He Tao caught a glimpse of Lin Jian slowly closing his umbrella at a glance. He borrowed a book from a classmate next to him to cover half of his face, and tried his best to wink at Lin Jian to keep them from coming in, but Lin Jian saw him and waved to say hello: "Tao Tsai, why did you join the ranks of studying hard?"

He Tao gave up.

He really felt that Brother Jian didn't understand the word "wink".

"You two, stop!" In the office next door, the dean put down the water glass, followed by two young teachers, and the three came out one after the other.

"What time is it? Look at your watch. What time is it? It's the third year of high school. Do you have a little self-consciousness in the third year of high school? What's your name? Which class are you in? Who is the teacher in charge? What about the schoolbag? You didn't take it?! Come here, come here and stand here!"

"Director, the one next to him is number one in grade, he..." A young teacher whispered next to the director's ear.

Lin Jian didn't hear clearly behind, only knew that after a while, the dean said to Ning Xuan gently: "You go up, you are in the third year of high school, you are under a lot of pressure, pay more attention to your body."

Lin Jian joked: "Director, students from the same school, you have the same differential treatment."

The dean turned pale, and pointed angrily at the row of students standing there, "You group of students, as long as anyone can guarantee that I will be the number one in the college entrance examination, I can turn a blind eye to you for more than 200 days. Eyes, but, who can guarantee? Who can guarantee? Come on, stand up."

Lin Jian raised his hand to wipe his chin, shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, okay, just stand."

He shuffled, and walked towards the end of the line calmly under the gaze of the crowd.

Ning Xuan followed behind him unhurriedly.

"Well, Ning Tongxi, if you don't feel well, you go up first?" A teacher stopped gently.

Lin Jian paused, tilted his head and smiled, "Go back to the classroom, what are you doing with me, I was just joking."

Ning Xuan tightened his jaw, and said lightly: "Teacher doesn't need to treat differently, just treat everyone equally."

Lin Jian stared at him all the time, a little dumbfounded: "My dear, why are you standing here with me when you can sit in the classroom? Stand with me?"

Ning Xuan ignored him.

Lin Jian didn't even carry his schoolbag, leaned against the wall, stared at his side face, and said with a smile, "Stand with me...do you want to sleep with me?"

The little apprentice's earlobe turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Lin Jian rubbed it with his fingers, "It's windy over there, come and stand here."

Ning Xuan remained unmoved.

Lin Jian licked his lips, put his arms around his shoulders, and pushed from his left to his right: "You, don't you understand the nonsense? Come to my brother, look at your ears are red from the cold .”

"And that milk, I put it in your pocket and covered it for a long time, and drank it while it was still warm." Lin Jian glanced at the dean, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Seeing that Ning Xuan was not moving, he frowned, tilted his head and licked his back molars.

Ning Xuan saw that he took off the hat and put it back on again, then stretched out his arm and took out the box of milk from his pocket, inserted the straw, and brought it to his mouth, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Come on, drink, don't worry, Definitely not a prank."

The bell for class has already rang, and there are not only poor students standing in this row, but also some good students who were late because of the original, the whole row of people, Wu Yangyang, are holding books and don't care about reading them, anyway, "Weng buzzing" Created an atmosphere of good students.

Lin Jian felt a little annoyed, he checked his pocket and glanced at it.

A few girls looked at him frequently, and after seeing his gaze, they shyly covered their faces with the book.

Lin Jian let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and still chose to face Ning Xuan.

After a while, the head teachers of each class began to come down to lead the students in their own classes.

Seeing the head teacher of the third class, Liu Senping, and the teaching director all come over, Ning Xuan still holds half of the milk in his hand.

Lin Jian took a glance, the trash can was still far away, he raised his eyebrows, and simply snatched the milk box from his hand when the dean glanced over.

The dean's hair was trembling with anger, "Still drinking milk? Are you punished to stand still and show a sense of superiority? By the way, you also ate breakfast? What about your face? Teacher Liu, look, how can your class be like this?" s student,"

Lin Jian took a sip of the remaining milk with the straw, and shook the box, "I didn't eat breakfast, I'm hungry. The body is the capital of the revolution. I don't even have the capital. What should I invest in studying?"

Ning Xuan stared straight at Lin Jian, he was biting the straw he just... drank?

Hao didn't care about Lin Jian's speed, the young man lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes gleamed with flamboyant and disdainful light, he stood calmly, facing so many people, Hao played his tongue indifferently.

Liu Senping smiled obsequiously, "Director, don't be angry, I'll teach him a lesson when I go back, Lin Jian, do you still admit your mistake?"

Lin Jian lifted her lips lazily: "I'm sorry."

Liu Senping stared at him: "What else?"

"Feel sorry."

Liu Senping winked at him, "Say more!"

Lin Jian frowned, trying hard to remember the words of apology, and finally said lazily, "I'm sorry."

"You, you, you...Look, Teacher Liu, I have never seen such a student!"

"This can be regarded as giving you some insight in your coaching career, don't thank me."

While winking at Lin Jian, Teacher Liu comforted the director who was about to faint from anger: "Director, calm down, he is that Lin Jian, with his foolish nature."

Lin Jian passed by, not wanting to talk to her anymore.

Ning Xuan stood side by side with him, and said softly, "Thank you."

"It's okay, I'm responsible for the milk I gave you anyway." He said casually.

Ning Xuanque could hear the meaning that he had long been used to being pointed out by others.

That's right, for a half-baked student like this, it doesn't matter if he has a few more notorieties.

Almost to the fourth floor, Ning Xuan paused, and said in a cool voice: "From now on, give me your math test paper."

作者有话要说：晚上九点再更一章~感谢在2020-03-2920:58:28~2020-03-3017:58:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: stars that are not stars, 428908421;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 32 bottles of south wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!