bow down under the skirt of a rival

The National Day holiday is over, and all the students of No. [-] Middle School return to school to study.

Ling Ji and Jin Yang came to the classroom one after the other.Ling Ji's face was full of tiredness from the exhaustion of traveling and traveling, and when he sat down, he hurriedly looked for the papers for the first chemistry class, his hair was no longer as smooth as usual, and the back of his head was raised in a mess, while Jin Yang was covering his head. Focusing on entering the door, concealing the magic eyes, when he arrived, he immediately lay down on the table, motionless, and didn't even respond to the teacher walking in.

"Students, are you enjoying the National Day?" Teacher Yang clapped his hands to arouse the students' distracted attention.

Jin Yang from the first group raised his eyes, while Ling Ji from the third group turned his head, his eyes intertwined through the crowd, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.

"Happy!"

Everyone responded loudly, Ling Ji also opened his mouth to answer together, but stared at Jin Yang with a curved smile, not knowing whether to answer Teacher Yang or tell Jin Yang how he felt.

Melting in those water-melting eyes, Jin Yang was a little embarrassed to be stared at, and caught a glimpse of Ling Ji's disheveled hair with her wandering eyes, gestured with her hands and feet, and opened her lips to make a mouth shape, "Hair! It's messed up!"

Ling Ji came to his senses and went to straighten his hair. Jin Yang still couldn't take his eyes off, and looked at Ling Ji's slender back over and over again, as if he couldn't get enough of it. It wasn't until Teacher Yang asked "What did you do on National Day?" Concentrating a little, recalling what happened yesterday, I feel more and more incredible.

Yesterday, there were walls, beds, and tools. Jin Yang thought that she would not be able to hold back.

Unexpectedly, when Ling Ji asked to touch his hair, Jin Yang struggled for a while, thinking that the hair stained with syrup can be used to play tricks, so he agreed.

This joke was only made by Jin Yang, Ling Ji took this matter very seriously, he raised his hand tremblingly and hesitantly, his expression was stiff, and his blankness was very painful.

Jin Yang was engrossed in watching, and instantly forgot the discomfort of others touching her hair.

After that, Ling Ji slept next to her, talking to her every now and then, trying to resist the drowsiness, while Jin Yang sat on the carpet, listening to Ling Ji's slow breathing, and couldn't bear to disturb her anymore. He leaned over and kissed Ling Ji's hair, and said, "Good afternoon."

That voice was so gentle that it overlapped with Jin Yang's dream.

Jin Yang understood, it turned out that she fell on this little rabbit.

In the evening, they ate cake, watched TV and chatted, slept together, couldn't even hold hands together, but Jin Yang was quite satisfied, thinking: She and Ling Ji should be like this in the first place.

It’s fresh to do nothing, but it’s more intimate than doing everything.

Jin Yang recalled that she forgot that she was in class, and stared at a blank chemistry paper with a smirk, which attracted Wei Linting's curious look, "What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

"Oh, I'm happy, I can do all these questions." Jin Yang lied and returned to her usual aloof state.

Wei Linting didn't delve into it, and said quietly, "Physical education class has to be classified, and you can report to me first."

After all, a piece of paper was stretched out, and Jin Yang looked at the words "volleyball (12 people)" and "football (8 people)", and finally remembered that it is not a big or small thing to study in physical education class.

The physical education class in the first grade of the school is taught uniformly in each class, but from the second grade onwards, classes will be set up according to different sports to provide students with free choice.Due to the problems of teachers, venues, and equipment, the number of people in each sport is limited, and evenly divided into each class is even rarer, especially for popular sports such as volleyball and badminton, which have to be resolved through negotiation and lottery.

On Wei Linting's stat sheet, the volleyball column had already written her and several friends' names. Jin Yang looked at it strangely and asked, "Report first? Don't you want to draw lots?"

"First come, first served. Lottery will only be drawn if more than twice the number of people sign up. If it doesn't work, you can ask someone to exchange." Wei Linting smiled heartily, "Don't worry."

Jin suddenly realized: Wei Linting was opening the back door for her.

Looking at the statistics table again, Jin Yang found that Wei Linting actually raised her status to that of a good friend, presumably because of the help of Hexi Park, she wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought that Ling Ji might want to choose volleyball, and asked, "I want to report for a friend."

Wei Linting was surprised: "Who?"

Jin Yang sent a message to Ling Ji, and said after confirming, "Can you sign up for Ling Ji's volleyball?"

Wei Linting's smile froze, and she asked again after she regained her composure, "What did you report?"

Jin Yang thought, she doesn't care, it's better to give up the quota to the real high school students, and it's not easy to ask Wei Linting to help twice, so she said, "Which one should report less."

"Oh." Wei Linting lost the enthusiasm she had just now, and wrote the word "Ling Ji" on the volleyball list, and the last vertical stroke cut through the thin paper with special force.

Frowning, Jin Yang saw something wrong from Wei Linting's expression, and thought: Pay more attention.

After class, Wei Linting came to the stage with a statistics sheet to announce, and the classroom immediately boiled over, gathering at the sixth table of the first group.

Jin Yang felt crowded, so she went to the corridor alone to get some air, and after a while, she heard soft footsteps coming from behind, she smiled, turned her head first and said, "You want to scare me?"

Ling Ji, who was on tiptoe, was taken aback for a moment, gave up the prank, and leaned on the railing next to him and whispered, "No."

"Oh." Jin Yang squinted, "How dare you approach me, Teacher Yang didn't leave."

Ling Ji rolled his eyes, and said clearly, "We stopped talking all of a sudden, isn't it more suspicious?"

"Hmm, really smart." Jin Yang ruffled her hair.

Quickly dodge, Ling Ji blamed angrily, "I just combed it, but it's messed up again..."

The sweet and soft voice made a coquettish sound, Jin Yang could hear it comfortably, she was naughty for a while, and wanted to touch Ling Ji's head, but Ling Ji refused, and dodged left and right.The two were laughing and playing in the corridor, and there were many things they didn't pay attention to. Jin Yang saw a ball being thrown from the opposite side, and pulled Ling Ji to dodge in a hurry.

When the skin touched, Jin Yang felt a pimple on the thin wrist of the palm.

The small face was immediately pale as paper, Ling Ji trembled all over, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he tried his best to shake off Jin Yang's hand, bowed to cover his mouth, and rushed towards the bathroom.

The situation was sudden, there was a lot of movement, the corridor was full of people, they all saw the abnormal behavior of the transfer student Ling Ji, and couldn't help talking about it.

Jin Yang heard a lot of speculation, some said that she smelled, some said that Ling Ji was hypocritical, some said that Ling Ji had some kind of illness, and the worst thing was, "vomited? Could it be?" , transferred here suddenly, could it be..."

All of a sudden, he rushed in front of that classmate, Jin Yang raised his eyebrows coldly, fiercely, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The classmate hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, I was joking."

When the class bell rang, Jin Yang let him go for the time being, and walked towards the bathroom, but was stopped by Wei Linting who heard the sound, "Class is on."

"Ling Ji is not feeling well, I'll go take a look." Jin Yang insisted on leaving.

Wei Linting shouted, "Why are you so kind! Look at your hands!"

Jin Yang lowered her head, only to realize that Ling Ji's throwing away just now was too big, and cut her arm twice.

Jin Yang didn't care about this little pain, but Wei Linting was furious, staring at Ling Ji's direction and gnashing her teeth.

Feeling something was wrong, Jin Yang sized Wei Linting up again, "Why are you so angry?"

"Uh," Wei Linting choked at the question, and replied falteringly, "I care about my classmates."

Jin Yang thanked without smiling, and went to find Ling Ji regardless of the weird Wei Linting.

……

Ling Ji rinsed his mouth by the sink, rubbed his smooth and tender cheeks vigorously, pressing out a few red marks, heard footsteps, looked sideways, saw Jin Yang's worried expression, his eyes were red, and murmured, "I hate it. "

"I was wrong." Jin Yang apologized obediently, and helped to wipe her face.

Feeling good, Ling Ji took the paper towels that Jin Yang had wiped indiscriminately, and asked worriedly, "Did a lot of people look at me just now?"

"Yes, I'm guessing what's wrong with you."

Ling Ji bit his lip, with regret on his face, "I should bear it."

"Leave them alone, no one cares about you." Jin Yang rolled her eyes and comforted Ling Ji, "Whoever dares to talk nonsense, I will..."

Seeing Jin Yang's indescribably brutal expression, Ling Ji realized what he didn't say, and hurriedly waved his hands, "Don't, they are just watching the fun, they are young and ignorant, let them go."

Ling Ji, who became anxious, his voice was not so weak, and his complexion became a little ruddy.

Jin Yang felt relieved, and promised not to mess around, "Go back to class."

"Wait." Ling Ji didn't dare to move his legs, and was mentally entangled, "Now, what will the people in the class think of me..."

These words made Jin Yang think of Wei Linting, who was abnormal, "Do you have a feud with Wei Linting?"

"Wei Linting?" Ling Ji thought about it for a moment, then took a deep breath, "Last time, her handkerchief was blown away by the wind, she seemed to blame me."

Jin Yang couldn't understand, "That's all?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Sumire rubbed her chin, "I think she hates you."

"Ah?" Ling Ji widened his eyes, thought for a moment, and slapped Jin, "It's your fault! She must be interested in you! Did you seduce her!"

Clutching her arms and screaming for pain, Jin Yang was wronged, "I didn't, I..." Before she could finish speaking, she heard the sound of small footsteps, and she made a gesture of silence to Ling Ji.

The visitor walked faster and faster, and finally trotted for a while, appearing in front of them.

Wei Linting.

"Aren't you going to class yet?" Wei Linting asked with a straight face, looking at Ling Ji, "What's uncomfortable?"

Ling Ji bit her lip and shook her head, but said nothing.

Wei Linting ordered, "Go back to class if you feel uncomfortable."

Jin Yang was upset when she saw it: so fierce, how old is she?

Unexpectedly, Jin Yang hadn't come out yet, Ling Ji had already spoken indifferently, with a soft tone, but with the aura of you and me, not at all inferior to the tall and powerful Wei Linting.

"I want to go to the infirmary for an examination, and I will tell the teacher later. By the way, Wei Linting, the discipline committee member in the class is Sun Liqing, right? I want to tell her that she seems to be in charge of supervising attendance."

The implication is that I am not in your control.

Feeling the meaning, Wei Linting's expression turned ugly, while Jin Yang's expression was bewildered.

How do you feel that a few words from Ling Ji are more useful than a spanking?