bow down under the skirt of a rival

When Jin Yang returned to the classroom, her new deskmate had already finished moving things, and was putting books that were not often used in the drawer one by one, carefully, until she sat down and came back to her senses, showing a cheerful smile, "You You want to go in, right?"

The first group was against the wall, and Jin Yang was sitting inside. Under normal circumstances, they had to pass this classmate when they entered and exited, so they frowned and silently recalled the name of their deskmate.

After all, it was a girl. Although the new tablemate had short tomboy-like hair, she could see that Jin Yang was worried, so she said, "Just call me Lin Ting, and I will be the tablemate for a month."

Sumire remembered.

Wei Linting, the female sports committee member in the class, the main force of the school volleyball team, has a lively personality and is more courageous than anyone else. She is one of the few students who is not affected by Jin Yang's dominance.

"Well, thank you." Jin Yang returned to the seat from the place vacated by the same table, and habitually glanced at Ling Ji's direction after sitting down.

Ling Ji was still quietly copying words, writing non-stop, but his eyes were empty, and after a while, he took an eraser to erase what he had just copied, absent-minded.After the English teacher came, Ling Ji took out the book and doubled it. After staring at it for a while, he suddenly turned around and met Shang Jin's eyes.

Jin Yang was just about to smile and pay tribute, when suddenly she felt the arm of her new deskmate Wei Linting move, and instinctively dodged away, not letting the other party hit her.

When the action failed, Wei Linting was stunned for two seconds, and reminded in a low voice, "Teacher called your name."

No wonder Ling Ji looked over so coincidentally.

Jin Yang stood up and looked at Mr. Mo, the English teacher, with a calm face.

It stands to reason that English teachers have always ridiculed such students who are named and do nothing.However, Jin Yang's expression was too calm and her eyes were too fierce, which made the teacher nervous, "Uh...Zhang Jinyang, did you forget your homework?"

"What homework?" Jin Yang had no intention of whispering to her deskmate, and asked the English teacher directly in the eyes.

The other students roared with laughter instinctively, only Ling Ji frowned, full of worry.

Let Jin Yang continue to stand stupidly, and the English teacher complained, "Everyone collects famous quotes or beautiful passages in English, you forgot? Oh, you guys, don't remember that English is also counted as a college entrance examination score..."

Seeing that the English teacher was about to talk nonsense again, the students bowed their heads silently and went about their own business.

The English teacher got excited, stepped off the podium, and swept the chalk-dusted hands across the desks one after another, making a mess of the desks, the first row, the second row...

Ling Ji's table.

Being clean himself, Ling Ji carefully moved the textbook back, looking at a table of chalk dust.

"This is usually collected, why do it as homework." Jin Yang suddenly said, interrupting the English teacher's long speech.

"Oh, then you go up." The English teacher was displeased, pointing to the podium, "tell me five things."

The students all had an expression of "you have suffered." Jin Yang wanted to use clairvoyance to peek at the homework of the students on the podium, but when she went out, her new deskmate Wei Linting stuffed the notebook.

"Read it." Wei Linting lowered her head and whispered.

That's fine, save trouble.

Jin Yang walked up to the stage, opened the notebook, and read five sentences from Wei Linting's homework, coherently and in a beautiful voice.

It was only a moment of anger just now, the English teacher really liked a classmate like Jin Yang with high scores every time, nodded, "Okay, next... whoever read the text last time was very good."

I don't know who talked cheaply, so he said, "Ling Ji."

"That's right, Ling Ji." The English teacher said, "Ling Ji also goes up to read."

Compared to Jin Yang's impromptu crouching, Ling Ji was clearly prepared. He stepped forward and spread out the notebook, but he looked straight ahead and carried the manuscript on his back.

"love is kind; former so its own way; full; sih. it bears all things, believes all things dures all things..."

Ling Ji's sweet voice recited this paragraph, and gradually added some vitality to the description of this holy love, ignorant and sincere, smiling like the honey of a young girl in her best years.

Even the English teacher raised the corners of his lips. The students enjoyed listening to it, but Jin Yang lacked interest and gradually lost his mind.

Suddenly, Ling Ji's focused eyes swept over and hit Jin Yang directly. The crescent-like smiling eyes, the beautiful pupils reflected the shadowy figures, and there was always only one focus——Jin Yang.

"...ds."

Love never stops.

Hearing the last sentence in a daze, Jin Yang was shocked, but became suspicious because of Ling Ji's affectionate eyes.

Two weeks, will there be such feelings?

Jin Yang didn't believe it. Considering other possibilities, she was terrified—could it be... Ling Ji's previous life had something to do with her?

"Wow."

Jin Yang was recalling the minutiae of getting along, but couldn't figure it out, when she was interrupted by the exclamation of her new deskmate Wei Linting, she glanced dissatisfiedly.

Wei Linting scratched her head embarrassingly, and discussed in a low voice, "Ling Ji is really perfect, isn't she?"

"..." Jin Yang glanced at Wei Linting's nympho face wordlessly.

"It's so beautiful." Wei Linting folded her arms and leaned back in the chair, muttering in a barely audible volume.

Hearing this sentence clearly, Sumire Yang's black line: Girl, your thinking is very dangerous.

However, through the eyes of Wei Linting staring at Ling Ji obsessively, Jin Yang suddenly realized: perhaps, the development of human emotions is much faster than she imagined... two weeks can still show that kind of eyes, and the person next to him is a real person. example.

Besides, if Ling Ji had something to do with her in her previous life and lived a miserable life and was given the right to be reborn, how could the hell that set a precedent for Ling Ji allow the tragedy to repeat itself?

Right, that is it.

……

The weekly test in the evening is mathematics, a scary subject that science students can't stand.

Jin Yang has been a student for so many years, but she still can't handle mathematics with ease. The reason is that she is too impatient.The big math problems are one after another, and sometimes even let you perform calculations comparable to machines.At this time, Jin Yang's carelessness was the fatal injury. Many times because of this, she lost the first place in a single subject.

In this week's test, Jin Yang lost five points compared to Ling Ji due to a miscalculation, so he could only stand still as agreed at the beginning, silently watching Ling Ji, who was smiling sweetly not far away.

Ling Ji is wearing an elegant long skirt today, which looks a bit transparent in the sunlight, and when she moves a bit more, her smooth white shoulders will be exposed.Afraid of being exposed, Ling Ji would pull it casually with his hand every time, coupled with a pure and innocent look, it was clearly a taboo fruit, lofty and inviolable, but it exudes a seductive aura that attracts covetousness.

As one of the invisible coveters, Jin Yang could only sigh leisurely, and sent Ling Ji a harmonious emoticon with his mobile phone.

After checking the information, Ling Ji glanced here complainingly, his eyes dodged, his red lips were lightly pursed, and his whole body turned into a new pink due to embarrassment.

Ling Ji: Don't stare at me, you lost.

Jin Yang: I didn't look at you, but at your deskmate.

Ling Ji: What is the name of my deskmate?

Jin Yang: Wang Li.

Ling Ji: You just asked Lin Ting!thought i couldn't see tt

It's so affectionate.

Seeing from the sideways Wei Linting copying the passage Ling Ji read today, Jin Yang put down her phone and didn't intend to answer, but was attracted by the vibrating sound of messages coming in one after another, picked it up and looked at it, half dead with anger.

Ling Ji: If I win, can I make a request?

Ling Ji: Can I touch your hair...

Ling Ji: One click, one click!

Sumire Yang: Who said you can make requests.

Ling Ji: If you win tat, you can mention it casually.

Today's weekly test is physics. The last time Ling Ji got two multiple-choice questions wrong, he only relied on the big questions to get points.

Nine out of ten!

Jin Yang glanced at Ling Ji temptingly, thinking that if her hair was touched, she would not die, so she said ok.

Having forgotten what to keep a distance, Ling Ji immediately hopped over with his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

Soon, Jin Yang knew.

"Hey!" Jin Yang grabbed something on her head in dissatisfaction. It turned out to be a headband with ears, lifelike and with white fluff. What's more frightening...

"How cute are the rabbit ears." Ling Ji covered her mouth and laughed.

"you……"

Just when he was about to speak harshly, Jin Yang noticed that Wei Linting next to him was clapping his hands in surprise, shouting, fascinated, "Wow Jin Yang, you are so cute with rabbit ears..."

Jin Yang is speechless: girl, you are too fraternal, isn't it Ling Ji yesterday, today is me?

Unhappy, he put the rabbit ears back on Ling Ji's head, and Jin Yang waved his hand, "Go, class is over."

Comparing it with the rabbit ears on Jin Yang's head, Ling Ji looked at it before returning to his seat satisfied.

……

The turning point came unexpectedly.

When explaining the weekly test, the teacher found that there was a problem with the big question and the correct answer was wrong.The big question was canceled, the score changed suddenly, and Jin Yang surpassed Ling Ji.

"Come to the dormitory." When school was over at noon, Jin Yang sent a message to Ling Ji, ready to make a move.

Ling Ji sighed, put on a headband with rabbit ears, and followed as if death was at home.