He's playing first grade again

Spring is in full bloom, and gradually, the dawn is getting earlier and earlier.

No. [-] Middle School decided to strengthen the management of the students, and the weekly exams made everyone exhausted.

Lin Jian tried to insinuate through the help platform, but what he didn't expect was that his news seemed to disappear without a sound.

The platform's monthly tutoring fee is still issued, but there is no news.

Coupled with the strict management of the third class, Ning Xuan himself is not a troublemaker, and the number of meetings in a week can be counted on the fingers.

Lin Jian was depressed.

What the hell did he do?

On the weekend, Lin Jian went back to Lin's house.

Lin Jian went home like a rational business, he had no nostalgia for this family, if Lin Tiancheng hadn't threatened him to go home with living expenses, he probably wouldn't have come back until he died.

Wen Jiuxiao went home after Lin Xiu, who was taking the make-up class, Wen Ling made tea and handed it to Lin Tiancheng gently.

Wen Jiuxiao frivolously turned the car keys, and sat down on the sofa familiarly as soon as he entered the door: "Look at my nephew, he won the first place after succeeding in the last exam, it really gives uncle a face."

Lin Xiu smiled subtly and didn't say much.

Lin Jian sat on the side, crossed his legs, sneered, and continued to fiddle with the phone with his head resting on his head.

Wen Jiuxiao glanced at him, and continued to sneer: "I remember you were the first in the last exam, right? That boy from the Ning family can't do it."

Lin Xiu answered casually, "He didn't take the exam last time."

"I didn't participate this time, and it's not that my grades are not as high as yours. Believe me, uncle, this year's champion is you." Wen Jiuxiao patted Lin Xiu on the shoulder, comforting him.

Lin Xiu intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Lin Jian.

Lin Jian put down the phone, licked her lips, tilted her neck and sneered, "How about your two uncles and nephews singing oboe? Why didn't you tell Lin Xiu this kind of thing last year, oh, last year he was the second child of ten thousand years, right?" ?”

The sex between the few people was full, and Wen Jiuxiao sneered: "How do you know that I didn't tell him that last year? Isn't your brother happier than Na Ningxuan when he won the first place? You two count... "

"What's wrong with just being upset?" Lin Jian threw down his phone and stood up from the sofa in a jerk, with a posture of fighting, with lowered eyelashes, and looked at him: "Is it interesting to hold and step on it? I'm Ning Xuan It’s strong, what do you want?”

Wen Jiuxiao smiled coolly, and turned to Lin Tiancheng: "Brother-in-law, look, he is happy for an outsider to take the first place, but his own brother takes the first place with this attitude. If this Ning Xuan is a girl, I doubt that your son is the same as him." They have legs."

These words were straightforward, Lin Jian stared at Wen Jiuxiao fiercely, his eyes were cold and stern, quenching the chill of a sword coming out of its sheath.

Wen Jiuxiao didn't restrain himself, and said with a gruff smile: "What's wrong? Staring at me so hatefully, could it be that I've hit the spot? Brother-in-law, to tell you the truth, the last time I was in the driving school..."

"Wen, get out!" He kicked the coffee table.

Make an abrupt sound.

Hearing this sentence, Wen Ling's face was dull, and Lin Tiancheng glanced at his wife's face from the corner of his eye, and reprimanded him, "Lin Jian, what are you talking about?"

Lin Jian glanced at Wen Ling, and said with a sneer, "Oh, I forgot that your wife's surname is also Wen, and cooperating with my younger brother to speak out and not to discipline me, is it to discipline me in the name of an elder? Double standards, really double standards. "Lin Jian clapped her hands while talking.

Lin Tiancheng's face was ashen, and a thin anger welled up in his heart.

Wen Jiuxiao was triumphant: "Why, did I slander you? How many times have I bumped into you and Ning Xuan's shitty thing?"

"Shut up!" Lin Tiancheng roared angrily, and turned to Wen Jiuxiao, "Go back, you don't have a place to talk here."

Wen Ling also got up, pushed Wen Jiuxiao towards the door, and muttered: "Can you stop hitting your brother-in-law next time? Go home..."

Lin Xiu's eyes fell on Lin Jian without hesitation, and Lin Jian turned back.

He had long thought that Wen Jiuxiao had already told him the news.

Just say it, he is not afraid, Lin Jian picked up the mobile phone thrown on the sofa, repeatedly clicked into Ning Xuan's circle of friends, and then quit.

Indoors, there is no voice,

Wen Ling sent Wen Jiuxiao to the elevator entrance, and when she re-entered the room, the door was knocked and there was a loud bang.

After changing her slippers, she smiled apologetically: "It was carried by the wind, it wasn't intentional."

These words were directed at Lin Tiancheng, but in Lin Xiu's eyes, his heart tightened.

He is not as stupid as Lin Jian, he has done so many wrong things, and he will be protected.

From childhood to adulthood, the family situation on the mother's side was not as good as that of Lin's family. Wen Ling took him and lived outside for four years. His childhood memories were like a painting stained by water. Although he had forgotten a lot, he probably still remembered it. of.

I was taken back to this home and told myself that I have a younger brother who is the same age as me. Lin Jian is not stingy and often teases him. He has such deep hostility towards him. .

For his mother and himself, he has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. Over the years, for his mother to be able to get rid of the title of "little three" in front of outsiders, he has been studying day and night, so that everyone respects him, and gradually becomes proud Proud, until Ning Xuan robbed the first place.

Lin Xiu narrowed his eyes, his mother's humility was in this house, trying to please her, but what?

This younger brother doesn't respect her at all!

Even if he is enough to make Wen Ling proud, Wen Ling still has a deep-seated humbleness in front of her father.

Lin Jian glanced at him, then looked at Lin Tiancheng again, and said indifferently: "What's the matter, let's talk."

Lin Xiu thought he knew about him and Ning Xuan.

But Lin Tiancheng stared at his face, and said seriously: "Your mother will return to China next week."

Lin Jian sat quietly on the sofa, his expression froze, and after a pause for 2 minutes, he asked again uncertainly: "My mother?"

"En." Lin Tiancheng nodded.

"Her WeChat... can you push it to me?" When Lin Jian asked this sentence, his throat inexplicably stopped, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva to suppress the indescribable emotion in his heart.

Lin Tiancheng tweeted him.

Lin Jian has been waiting for the news of the agreement from over there, and was a little distracted while driving.

Excitedly sent a voice message to Ning Xuan: "Baby, my mother will return to China next month."

"It's so exciting that it's not worth what to say. When she returns to China next week, I'll take you to see her."

"My mother definitely likes you. You are so damn handsome. When I first saw you, I was thinking about how to make you cry."

"Living for so long, this is the first = the second thing that makes me happy. The first is the day I confessed my love to you, hahaha..."

"Baby, don't say nothing. Why don't you tell me what I did wrong? Tell me?"

Lin Jian sent so many messages, but only received one message from Ning Xuan.

"Keep happy."

Ning Xuan didn't mean to fight with him sincerely, the time management of the third class is strict, at this time, there is no room for slack, and the mobile phone is rarely played, and they are not in the same class, and they hardly see each other.

He switched to the HELP platform and asked Master about grammar.

Lin Jian was overjoyed when he saw the news.

But Shen Xin thought again, the vest of this number hasn't been exposed yet.

This shows that Ning Xuan is still unwilling to talk to him.

A sad day.

Ning Xuan was really enthusiastic in the background of HELP, Lin Jian thought so while lying on the bed.

He tried to ask again: What is the disciple so happy about?How are you getting along with your boyfriend?

Half an hour later, a message came from the other side.

【We split】

The phone Lin Jian was holding fell on her face with a "slap", and the bridge of her nose felt a pain.

"Fuck!" Lin Jian got up from the bed and said to himself, "When did we break up?"

#Today I was forced to break up again?

Lin Jian was so depressed that she clutched her chest, let out a deep breath, and tapped the screen again.

[How to divide? 】

When he asked this question, his heart throbbed.

The other end came back with a message.

[Compared to him, I like the master a little more. 】

Lin Jian:? ? ?

Green yourself again.

Sure enough, the straightforwardness is always in front of the person you like, and the one who wants to refuse or welcome is the one who treats him.

Lin: 【Like Master? 】

Ning: [Yes, the ex-boyfriend is not good. 】

This has become an ex-boyfriend, and Lin Jian felt a chill in his heart.

It turned out that I didn't do anything wrong, it was because this little brat had a new love.

Lin [What's wrong, isn't it handsome, or is it out of shape, no abs, how big is it? 】

He had deep doubts about himself.

These hard conditions, he is still OK, why did you abandon me, woo woo woo...

Ning Xuan watched this long run, bit his lower lip and laughed out loud.

Ning [not handsome, not good, not big]

Lin Jian covered her face, pulled off her trousers and took a look, it wasn't too small.

Feeling more and more depressed.

You don't want such a beautiful Dameng 1, and I don't know who can't bear it, and is still crying in his arms.

Hmph, angry.jpg

Ning Xuan laughed so hard that he was about to lose his breath.

It's fun to tease people in a vest.

Through the screen, he could feel Lin Jian's madness.

Lin Jian was crying. 【Is he treating you badly? 】

Ning [It's okay. 】

What's not bad, he was short of getting his name Ning Xuan tattooed on his heart.

Lin [Then what do you like to be a master? 】

[Master Ning must be handsome, talented, old, mature and honest. 】

Even if he was blowing rainbow farts, Lin Jian couldn't be happy.

He tried to make peace again.

[Listen to the master, be self-willed, stay with your boyfriend well, find out more about your boyfriend's strengths, he should have a bright spot, right? 】

Ning: [But the apprentice likes the master, no matter how good he is, the apprentice will never like him again]

Lin Jian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and knelt down to fill in the hole he dug.

[Really, apprentice, the master is very ugly. If you see me, you will be disappointed. Don't put some unrealistic fantasies on the master. The master does not engage in master-apprentice romance]

Looking at this passage, Ning Xuan really believed your evil.

Ning [Don't be afraid, we can meet]

Lin: [Platform regulations, no face-to-face, no dating]

After Lin Jian finished speaking, she didn't believe in herself. At this moment, her head was going round and round, pretending to be mature and persuading her to make peace, but the persuasion didn't completely cool her heart.

【Image] [image】

Lin Jian looked at the two pictures sent by his apprentice.

It's blood pumping.

From the chin to the collarbone, the lines are excellent and smooth, and the bone phase is first-class.

The second picture is from the chest to the mermaid line. The skin is beautiful, the waist is thin, and a little blue blood vessel can be vaguely seen.

Lin Jian: Fuck, fuck, fuck...

Ning: [Master, do you think it's okay? 】

Lin Jian nodded subconsciously, and after nodding, fell into sadness again.

When did Ning Xuan send himself such a large-scale photo?

But to a strange man?

Do you really want him?

So sad.

After flirting here, Ning Xuan responded to Lin Jian with a serious WeChat message; [wanan]

Lin Jian looked at the news of the day and fell into deep thought.

The boyfriend who was abandoned was not worth using at all, even the word "good night" was so perfunctory.

It seems that the input method has not been switched yet, and a series of letters have been sent, without any small emoticons.

【Light a cigarette.jpg】

When going to school the next day, Lin Jian had a sad face, lying on the table all day, depressed.

Gou Ze gave him some thought, "Brother Jian, what's wrong with you, it looks like you were broken up."

Lin Jian shook his head, pretending to shake his head nonchalantly: "You don't understand the sorrow of a mature man."

After school in the afternoon, he managed to meet Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan was talking with the boys in the class, and the classroom of the third class was full of voices arguing about difficult problems even after school.

Several top students surrounded Ning Xuan, discussing the questions on the blackboard.

Lin Jian knocked on the door, and a group of people looked back.

"Well, come out for the math representative." After he finished speaking, he withdrew from class three.

After two or three minutes, Ning Xuan came out slowly.

"what happened?"

Lin Jian's face was full of melancholy, she put it aside for a long time, then changed the topic: "When are you going home?"

Ning Xuan's lips parted, but before he could make a sound, he heard Lin Jian's next sentence.

"The tortoises miss you very much, and so do I." The old man's melancholy tone made Ning Xuan almost laugh out loud, but luckily in the end, Ning Xuan held back.

With a calm face: "I won't go back to that home again."

Lin Jian: "Why?"

"Busy." Ning Xuan said truthfully.

It's just too busy.

Mature men don't cry and make noise at this time, Lin Jian snorted, knowing what he meant, and said coldly: "Okay, I get it."

He turned away.

Suppressing the unhappiness in my heart.

"Wait a minute." Ning Xuan called him to stop.

Lin Jian's mood that had just fallen to the bottom was over again.

Ning Xuan went back to the classroom and took a copy of liberal arts mathematics, then ran out in a hurry, gave him the test questions, and bent his lips: "Take care of yourself and write the questions well."

Lin Jian felt uncomfortable and wanted to question him, but when he thought about another exam, he swallowed it.

Nodding calmly.

"If you can keep the score above 450 this time, I will accompany you to see your mother next week." Ning Xuan added seeing him sluggish.

Lin Jian held the test paper and turned it over and over again.

see mom?

Then how to introduce you?He used to be my boyfriend, but now he's broken up!

Lin Jian remained silent for a few days, learning from the dead every day, and on Saturday, the score came out: 470.

not bad.

Ning Xuan immediately congratulated him.

Lin Jian was overwhelmed with depression, and was still hanging on him after having a new love.

Scumbag!

But he still likes it tightly, swallowing his anger, like a rich and bitter wife.

He told Huang Mao about his emotional problems.

Huang Mao snorted coldly: "Now you know, it must be the ghost of that little green tea. In the name of studying, you have no time to get along with your girlfriend. You don't have time to get in touch with your girlfriend. It's okay to find someone outside." No exaggeration, the biggest problem with this matter is that little green tea. I said Brother Jian, why are you so humble? Isn’t it just a little green tea? Kick him out, and I’ll find you another tutor. These three-legged people It’s hard to find, and there are plenty of tutors with two legs.”

Lin Jian said in one word: "Get lost."

Huang Mao also thought that he didn't listen to good people, so he chatted with Fang Jingying who was beside him.

"Old Fang, what kind of small green tea is that little cousin of yours that actually caused Brother Jian to break up?"

Fang Jingying felt that the situation was serious, and hurried to the bathroom to call Ning Xuan.

"Boy, what the hell did you do? Why did Huangmao call you a little green tea? Have you meddled in the matter between Brother Jian and his partner? I told you that if you like that girl, you should fight for it with Brother Jian in a fair and honest manner." , don’t be shy and use some small tricks, brother, why didn’t you find out that you are so clever and playful, even brother Jian can flirt with his girlfriend.”

Ning Xuan turned around a little and smoothed out his thoughts.

He asked again: "Who said I belonged to Little Green Tea?"

Fang Jingying: "Xuan, that's not the problem. The problem is that you're doing it wrong and your morals are corrupt. Let me persuade you, don't act like this. If I hadn't stopped you, Huangmao and the others would have come to block you."

Ning Xuan: "..."

He hangs up.

Sent a message to Lin Jian.

【Brother, your friend calls me Little Green Tea】

Lin Jian hurriedly replied as if greeting his ancestors: "Who called you Little Green Tea?"

【The group of friends in your Internet cafe】

【I'm not happy】

【You can figure it out】

After finishing speaking, he replied a message to Fang Jingying unhurriedly.

【Finally get the title of green tea】

Fang Jingying didn't know why.

Until Huang Mao came out cursing.

"Old Fang, do you think there is something wrong with Brother Jian? I also said to block that little green tea... Oh no, I forgot that he is your brother. Wait, have you talked to your brother?"

Fang Jingying felt a sense of embarrassment and embarrassment that had been seen through: "Oh, even if you teach him a little bit, it doesn't count as inspiration."

Huang Mao smoothed his hair and stared at him gloomyly: "I knew that Little Green Tea went to sue again. Brother Jian just called me and told me not to call Little Green Tea Little Green Tea behind my back. Once, he wanted to beat me up again, Little Green Tea deserves to be called Little Green Tea, she has profound skills, and she has the ability to sue 66."

Fang Jingying was dumbfounded.

Why is his mind so messed up?

The author has something to say: Lin: Who is the little green tea called?This is my sister-in-law!