I took this hole

The teacher stood on the podium and called for praise, but he didn't see any more expressions.

The other students pretended to be the class monitors taking No.1 and pretending to be serious, but Jiang Cheng couldn't laugh or cry——

At the beginning, it was because he was worried that the child would be unhappy, so he didn't hand in the blank paper. Now this ranking is not high or low, and after the physics teacher's publicity, Du Jing went straight to the parking area after school for two or three days.

It was the first time that Young Master Da Jiang had the cheek to coax others, but the children didn't pay attention to him. Yesterday he still glanced at him more or less, but today he was stingy even from the corner of his eye.

After this monthly exam, even the physics teacher who admits to death has nothing to do with it, but it happened that Du Jing and Professor Nan fell into Jiangcheng ruthlessly.

In comparison, Old Professor Nan's place is a good friend—it's just that he got the news from somewhere. Last night, he took a peek at Jiang Cheng, threw down a sarcasm of "really promising", and went straight back. Room.

Du Jing's place is in trouble—no touch, no kiss, no kiss... Cough, in short, in Du Jing's place, Jiangcheng seems to have dropped to the same level of visibility as the air.

——Look at the end of get out of class, Jiang Cheng didn't even have time to say the first word of what Jiang Cheng was about to say, but Du Jing had already gone to the study committee member in the class to start discussing homework, looking serious and eager to learn.

Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly, and was about to stand up when he was stopped by a boy.

The half-grown boy looked a little embarrassed standing in front of him——

"Student Jiangcheng, can you...know how to play basketball?"

Jiang Cheng lifted half of his body and fell back, raised his face, smiled, and nodded: "I will."

... Isn't this one of the boys who stopped a row outside the school to apologize to himself?

The boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, but he seemed a little uncomfortable to speak when he thought of something——

"Then... can I trouble you..."

Jiang Cheng naturally knew that the other party was a little sorry for what happened to him before, but it was not conducive to the functioning of the digestive system to see a big and three thick buddy standing in front of him.

So he simply raised his eyebrows and said with a smile at the other party: "We are all classmates, and those little things are over, so there is no need to keep them in mind—or do I look so small?"

"Of course not—" Seeing that Jiang Cheng took the initiative to push away, the boy relaxed a lot, and then laughed, "Actually, No. [-] Middle School holds a basketball game every year, and each class has a basketball team. We The number of people in the class is not enough, it’s okay to have a few as substitutes, and you may not be able to keep up with the official appearance, so we want to invite you to participate together—do you think it’s okay?”

"No problem," Jiang Cheng readily agreed, "But we may have to play a few cooperative matches before the official match, so let's get to know each other."

"Okay, then it's settled! I'll check the time with them, and I'll make an appointment with you in advance."

The boy nodded happily, turned around and was about to return to his seat, he seemed to remember something halfway through his walk, turned back and added, "It won't take long for half of our training... I won't delay the monitor to give you extra lessons."

"..."

Jiang Cheng choked, and then turned to look at the study committee's table, only to see Du Jing looking at the boy who came to ask him to play with a cold, obviously unfriendly face.

Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back, and laughed softly.

Seeing this, Du Jing lowered his head as if to say something to the study committee member on the seat, then put down the book in his hand, and walked over seriously.

Jiang Cheng looked at him with the corner of his mouth curled up, but also didn't speak.

In the end, Du Jing couldn't hold back, sat down and stared at the blank pages of the book for ten seconds, and then spoke——

"...More than 40 grades, you still play basketball?"

Even though he was grinding his glutinous teeth in anger, he still tried to force himself to pretend to be calm, which really tickled Jiang Cheng's heart.

Jiang Cheng suppressed the corners of his lips that could not help but rise because of his complacency, and deliberately flattened his voice, "Actually, there is no objective relationship between good grades and whether you play basketball or not."

"—You mean, whether the grades are good or bad is just a matter of subjective attitude?"

The bead of Du Jing's upper lip was slightly raised, and even the tone of his voice was slightly raised, obviously turning his eyes to look at Jiang Cheng unhappy.

The serious look of the child made Jiang Cheng almost unable to hold back his laughter. He was just thinking about his long-term plan and didn't continue to spread hatred. He turned his body and leaned lazily on the child, smelling the With a clean smell, the corner of his mouth was buried in his clothes and raised, but his voice was much more serious——

"Didn't you hear? They said they wouldn't delay you from making up my lessons."

"...Who is going to give you extra lessons!"

Du Jing was almost annoyed by this man's scoundrel.

"You promised me a long time ago, have you forgotten?" Jiang Cheng deliberately put on a very surprised expression.

Du Jing choked: "You——!"

Here, Jiang Cheng's innocent expression persisted for three seconds before he couldn't continue. He buried his face back again, and a muffled low laugh came from the clothes on Du Jing's shoulders——

"Ah Jing, you have provoked me a long time ago, why haven't you realized this yet..."

"..."

Du Jing gritted his teeth angrily.

"Don't bite your teeth anymore." Jiang Cheng raised his head with a smile, and pinched the child's pointed jaw while speaking, but the action was much gentler than it seemed, "I just want to raise a Samoyed, I don't want to grind Become a Chihuahua."

Hearing this, Du Jing almost jumped up from his seat. Seeing Jiang Cheng wishing he could bite him, he opened his mouth and roared, "—You are a Chihuahua!"

"..."

The whole class was quiet, and they all turned their faces dumbfounded to look at the class monitor who they remembered as being kind and gentle except for one time.

Du Jing's face turned red, but Jiang Cheng beside him laughed so hard that his stomach twitched.

"..."

Du Jing raised his arm, and silently gave him a hard elbow.

The end of the laughter was then subsumed into a muffled grunt.

All the students in the class: ...the level of ferocity and superficial deception, really looks like a Chihuahua?

In the silence, someone glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was rewarded with an elbow, with a wry smile, and muttered in a low voice——

"...This new classmate... is really to the monitor..."

At the end of the sound, he lost his voice for a while, but the people beside him nodded in agreement——

This level of tolerance doesn't need an adjective at all—is there anyone in the class who can't see it?

It was only a moment later that someone refuted it——

"Look at your tone - who told you that you couldn't help others to go to the podium with their textbooks like a monitor!"

……

The basketball game is a game that Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School has been organizing for many years, and the grades also pay more attention to it. The head teacher even brought it up during the class meeting.

After counting the number of people participating in the competition in the class, the class teacher waved his hand——

"Counting from this class, you guys should go to the gymnasium to train this week's labor quality class, and try to get a certificate for the class!"

Jiang Cheng didn't have any obvious emotions, and the corners of his mouth curled up in disbelief. Following the cheers from the boys behind him, he got up and prepared to go out.

Halfway through the walk, he stopped abruptly and turned to look at Du Jing.

Du Jing obviously didn't expect that he would turn his head suddenly, so he turned his eyes to the book, and waited until he realized why he disliked himself for acting like a guilty conscience, and then before he raised his head again, he He heard the clear and pleasant male voice with a somewhat inconspicuous smile in the relatively quiet classroom——

"Teacher, there are no explicit regulations in the school for the labor quality class. Can you let the students in the class go together, and let us choose a few substitute students to come up?"

The one who dares to make such a "reasonable" request directly, and doesn't do what he thinks, is naturally Jiangcheng.

As soon as the words fell, the whole class immediately looked forward to the head teacher.

Facing the expectant eyes of so many future flowers of the motherland, it is really difficult for the head teacher to say "no" to this "reasonable" request.

So he nodded directly, and the next door, no, the whole floor could hear the cheers from Class [-] pouring in like a tide.

Amidst the cheers, the "big hero" who was the focus of everyone slightly hooked the corners of his lips——

He met the child's pitiful eyes as soon as he turned around before, how could he just leave like this - if the head teacher didn't let go, even if he robbed him by force, he would take his family A Jing out today.

——Of course, it’s better to be smooth and steady like this.

So when other classes began to fill the school looking for places to pull weeds, the students of class 62 of grade [-] had already set off proudly and rushed to the gymnasium.

……

The indoor gymnasium of Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School didn't have too many people during non-physical education classes. At most, there were only a few sports students or physical education teachers inside.

The gymnasium is huge, and most outdoor sports facilities can be found here - except, of course, tennis courts and football fields.

So when the basketball team of Class [-], headed by Jiang Cheng faintly, brought the students of Class [-] into the gymnasium, the people who were training or doing warm-up exercises inside were stunned, and looked at these freshmen in a strange way. The "immature children" who.

It's just that no one came out to ask a question, after all, this gymnasium has no restrictions on entry and exit-even if these brats are avoiding the labor class collectively, it has nothing to do with them.

So they each occupied half of the positions, and all was well. The boys of the basketball team also started to stretch their wrists and jog around the field to warm up.

Jiangcheng is not hot with them