I took this hole

It's just that halfway through this idea, Du Jing began to blame himself in his heart: since when did he become such a narrow-minded person?

If that person can be nice to him, can't he be nice to others?

It's just that Du Jing found that after such a self-blame, there seemed to be more bugs in his heart.

...your heart is going to break...

Du Jing was wronged and annoyed at the same time, stuck in place for a long time without recovering.

Until a girl next to him smiled and shoved him: "Squad Leader Du, Jiang Xiaocao has called you several times, at least give me a step so that your deskmate can climb down."

Once Du Jing regained his senses, he saw the girl in front of him clearly: "Sister Qing—ah...Did Jiang Cheng call me? I was distracted just now, and I didn't hear."

When Du Jing wanted to look at the bench again, he had already been covered by someone in front of him from the sun. The man standing against the light had a helpless smile on his face, "Ah Jing, could it be that he was fascinated by me? ? Called you from across the half of the basketball court, so that people diagonally across the corner heard you, why don't you answer?"

"I really didn't hear that."

This made Du Jing himself feel a little lacking in confidence.

Jiang Cheng lowered his hand and wanted to rub it, hesitant to have so many wolf-like eyes staring at him eagerly, but he still didn't make a move to harm Du Jing, so he turned around and put it on the child's shoulder, pulling him into him In his arms, he pretended to be "brothers are good" and walked to the football field beside him——

"I heard that the school sports meeting will be held in a few days, and I also heard that Ah Jing, as the class monitor, set an example and signed up for a 1000-meter long-distance race?"

Jiang Cheng leaned over on purpose, and a playful voice rang in Du Jing's ear, so close that it seemed that he could accidentally blow the voice into his ear.

Du Jing wrinkled his face, "I don't want to, but the old class said that no one in the class applied for this, so I can only do it myself."

Jiang Cheng made this tone amused and amused, "I'm afraid the boys in the class will count your body as the weakest, so how can you compete in the 1000 meters with those classes that have no sports students?"

"..."

Du Jing curled up his upper lip in dissatisfaction, and the scene of Jiang Cheng sitting side by side with that senior at the basketball court just now flashed across his mind, looking at each other and laughing. He pushed the unsuspecting Jiang Cheng away, "Jiang Cheng—don't look down on me!"

After speaking, the two thin and white calves split and closed and ran to the track outside the football field.

Jiang Cheng, who was almost shoved by the child's explosive power again, had an innocent face: With the explosive power to cross the line against a bull, why should he report for a sprint, right?

... But then again, how did he offend this little ancestor?

Jiangcheng has never lacked the skills of observing words and expressions, and Du Jing has a lot of patience in research and pondering. After thinking about it for a while, the iconic "the big bad wolf is about to abduct the little white rabbit" smile hangs on the corner of his mouth .

...It's so good, I unintentionally dug a small hole in spring, and a white and tender rabbit grew out in autumn.

Just this one, should it be steamed or braised?

The big bad wolf's pupils changed under his eyes for a while, and then he looked at the white and tender arms and legs like lotus joints that were particularly bright in the sun, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva patiently.

——Don’t rush, don’t rush, the future will be long…

023

At the end of October, the weather in Los Angeles slowly dissipated from the unbearable heat of summer, and gradually became cooler.

What makes everyone feel "cooler" than this weather is probably the mid-term exam that is ushered in not long after the monthly exam.

Los Angeles No. [-] High School is divided into two classes, but the grades of this class are ranked according to the results of the two midterms and two finals of the first year of high school, so the atmosphere is obviously different from the previous monthly exams. Grasp the grades in the class-their performance appraisal should also come.

So Squad Leader Du, who was also the first class in the two monthly exams, took the brunt of the history class, which he was least good at.

The history teacher never felt that his subject was difficult, so he couldn't understand why the good student who ranked first in this class had very good grades in other subjects, including geography and politics. Excellent, but the grades of pure history should be ranked in the middle and upper reaches of the whole class?

It was difficult for the teacher to ask this question directly, so he began to look at Du Jing every history class.

Jiang Cheng didn't feel it once or twice, but after three times, the curvature of the corners of his mouth cooled down.

So when the history teacher frowned again and unconsciously cast his eyes on Du Jing, he met the eyes of the new students who came in two weeks after the beginning of the semester.

— with a little smile, but no kindness.

The history teacher has long heard about the physics teacher in this class who made a fuss for a long time and finally let it go. Now all their teachers treat this transfer student with an attitude of letting things go.Seeing the transfer student looking at him, Jiang Cheng thought he was looking at him, so he looked at the handout and said, "I'll find someone to summarize the role and limitations of the Revolution of [-]... Du Jing, you Come."

Du Jing, who was staring in a daze at a history book that only showed "Corn Route", stood up in a daze, then frowned and tried to recall the question that just drifted past his ears, and started to look at the history book. Pick the point.

After listening to the evaluation summed up by Du Jing, the history teacher's tone was cold: "I just said how to answer this question, where did you hear it? What question did I ask you?! - How many times have I said it? There is no need to add properties to the functions and limitations! That is added when evaluating!"

Seeing Du Jing standing there silently with a depressed face, the history teacher remembered the dissatisfaction of the dean when Class 1 held a teacher meeting, and couldn't help but become even more annoyed: "Du Jing, do you feel that you have two months It’s great to be the first in the exam, so you don’t need to study, huh? Let me tell you, the sophomore class is not that you just look at your science scores if you want to go to science! Your history also counts! You think you are in It’s great to be the first in the class? Look at your ranking in the grade department? Did you get the first?! —— With your attitude in class, I really don’t think you will go out when you are a class higher Still can be No.[-] in the class!"

This scolding made Du Jing dumbfounded for a while.He grew up so big because his grades have always been very good. No matter which school, which grade or which class he is in, the teacher in charge of the class treats him well, even a little bit conniving. This is the first time he has been reprimanded by the teacher in public.

Du Jing was even more embarrassed by the emotional attention of the students in the class.

Jiang Cheng, who was sitting by the side, clenched his fists so hard that he could not stand up.

In the past, he could give justice to the boys in the class according to his mood because he didn't care—he didn't care what impression the teacher would have on the students he "protected" by him.But when it was Du Jing's turn, he didn't dare not care.Seeing the child being scolded aggrievedly, he wished he could stand up and refute the history teacher to pieces, but he will definitely not be the one who will bear the price after that, but Du Jing is more likely to be the one to bear the price.

"... Teacher, I'm sorry. I was distracted just now."

Du Jing raised his head and bit his lower lip.

"Okay! You don't need to take this class anymore—" the history teacher turned his face away, "Go out and reflect on yourself!"

"..."

Du Jing froze for a moment, and finally moved his chair and walked out with his head bowed.

The child's shoulders had already collapsed in the short distance from the seat to the door of the classroom. Jiang Cheng's eyes were almost red when he watched from behind. He gritted his teeth for three seconds and finally couldn't hold it back. All the history teachers shuddered.

"Teacher, I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Xiaocao's tone was cold and blunt, and he could fall out of a hole when he hit the ground. When the history teacher nodded with a stiff neck, he walked out without saying a word.

As soon as he left the classroom door, he saw Du Jing standing beside him in a daze, his waist was stretched straight, coupled with his delicate and almost gorgeous face, he put on all the black trousers and white shirt on his body for a while, making him look attractive the taste of.

If it was normal, Jiang Cheng would have to appreciate it for a while, but at this time he didn't have that kind of leisure.Jiang Cheng walked over, facing the child's surprised expression, made a gesture of silence, and then pulled him away with a cold face.

Du Jing was startled at first, hesitated for a second but did not refuse the other party's pull, followed Jiang Cheng all the way through the corridor and reached the corner before speaking: "Jiang Cheng, why did you come out——"

"Why are you so easy to bully?" Jiang Cheng turned around annoyed, his pupils, which were accustomed to smiling gently and comfortingly to Du Jing, were now sparkling, "Do your claws only move towards you?" looking at me, huh?"

Du Jing was really taken aback when he heard this, and lowered his eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help blaming himself, but he quickly forced himself to harden his heart, but before he could say anything, the child in front of him raised his face, and slapped him on his face as big as a palm. Beautiful eyes bent into crescents——

"Obviously because only in front of you, I dare not have any scruples."

This was said frankly and straightforwardly, but Jiang Cheng was stunned for nearly half a minute before he came back to his senses.

——His family, Ah Jing, doesn't know how to get along with others, can't learn to be coquettish, let alone show weakness, and his EQ is so low that it is almost as low as the Dead Sea.But because of this, only he can see his petty temper: this is his luck.

I almost pushed this exclusiveness and intimacy just like that.

So, who is the one with low EQ... Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly