The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

When Bureau Xie opened the door and entered, Xie Ting was putting his long legs on the window sill, and was about to shave off the hair on his legs with a blade.

That scene, I don't know how weird it is.

Xie Ju immediately recognized that it was his razor: "Son, what are you doing?"

Xie Ting's eyes moved from the hair on his legs to his father's face, and there was an unspeakable grievance on his face: "Remove the hair."

Xie Ju: "Take it off as long as you want, why are you using my razor!"

"Cut, stingy." Xie Ting returned the razor to Xie Ju, and set off to the kitchen, Bian Jing followed behind him, Xie Ju also wanted to know what kind of monster he was going to do, and saw the school bully student holding up the cutting board The big knife is aimed at the calf, ready to cut.

Xie Ju was so frightened that his heart trembled wildly, he hurried up to grab the knife: "No, Xie Ting, what's wrong with you!"

Xie Ting ignored him, the knife in his hand was taken away, and he looked for the next one. When he reached for the fruit knife, a voice said to him: "The hairy one looks good."

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Bian Jing looked into Xie Ting's eyes, and the next second, Xie Xiaoba smiled like a satisfied child, "Okay, then I won't shave."

Xie Ju couldn't understand this son more and more, it was too difficult to understand, one moment he was struggling with his leg hair, and the next moment he was smiling.

"Go, go, go out." Xie Ju drove his son to the living room.

He also secretly blamed himself for being too busy at ordinary times, and the child always had problems at home, always doing some weird behaviors to scare him.

"Brother Jing, do you want to help you out?"

Bian Jing's expressionless face: "No need."

"Shall I get you some water then?"

"Need not."

"Retouching the picture is hard work."

"Well, sit down and don't shake around, I'll finish it soon."

After Xie Ting "completely defeated" Zheng Xue, he was in a good mood, and he would do whatever the scene asked him to do.

Xie Ju came to the living room with the teapot in his hand, ready to have a good chat with his son, and asked him why he behaved today: "Why are you so abnormal today?"

Without raising his head, Xie Ting asked, "Are you okay?"

Xie Ju choked, and heard his son ask again: "If you are free, you can help Secretary Zhang share the work, or go to study and improve your spiritual level. This is good for the party and the people."

Xie Guoqiang was unable to refute.

The side scene looked at Xie Ting and then at Xie Ju. It turns out that this is how they get along with each other?The son hurt his father, but his father was quite obedient and went to the study immediately to study?

Although I knew it a long time ago, the atmosphere in Xie Ting's house should be very good, so he has such a fearless character, and even his parents love and indulge him.

Bian Jing looked at Xie Ting: "I think the atmosphere in your house is pretty good."

Xie Ting was playing with his mobile phone, glanced at him, and urged, "Have you finished your repairs? Hurry up and improve your English."

Bian Jing: "Don't you want to make up in the morning?"

Xie Ting handed the mobile phone screen in front of the side scene, it was the post bar of the attached middle school, pointed to it and said: "See, here, English 123."

Bian Jing saw it and asked, "Whose English score is this?"

Xie Ting: "Zheng Xue's."

Side scene: "..." Got it.

Bureau Xie paused to change the cup of tea in the middle of studying the spirit of the Party's X Congress, and saw two boys sitting in the living room dictating words, while Jing read, Xie Ting buried his head in writing, and when he heard something he didn't know, he just said, "Skip."

Then Bian Jing picked up a pen and circled the word in the English book: "You write this word silently ten times."

Xie Ting still listened to Bian Jing's words, and did not resist: "Got it."

In this way, Teacher Bian wore glasses and went on to the next word. Sometimes he would read some long sentences and analyze the grammar and Chinese meaning with Xie Ting. Xie Ting listened to each one.

After Xie Ju changed his tea, he walked towards the study with the teacup in his hand, and thought: "Only Bianjing can cure this kid."

After tutoring until ten o'clock in the evening, Xie Ju had already fallen asleep, Xie Ting invited Bian Jing: "Brother Jing, come to my room to play two rounds?"

Bian Jing hasn't touched the game for a long time: "Okay."

I didn't enter the room when I came in the morning, but I entered the side scene this time. If you look carefully, the room is quite large, with Xie Ting's awards from childhood and some robot models on display.

The most familiar one is the Blue Bridge Cup.

"Brother Ting, have you been a child of someone else's family since you were a child? You are quite outstanding." Bian Jing saw the most recent awards from the lightest one, and looked at them one by one, as if he started from elementary school. In Zhang Zhang's certificate, he participated in Xie Ting's life before high school.

Xie Ting took him by the back collar, threw him on the bed, and said: "I asked you to play two rounds, not to praise me."

Bian Jing raised his eyebrows, judging from today's situation, Xie Ting was not in agreement at the moment, and asked: "Then don't you like me to praise you?"

Xie Ting: "You can boast about something else, is it interesting to boast that the first in the grade is the second in the grade?"

Bian Jing sat up from the bed and asked him, "The results are out?"

Xie Ting got on the bed from the other side, with his legs half hanging on the side of the bed, leaning his body against the pillow, he clicked on the phone, and handed Lao He's profile picture to the side scene.

In order to hold the mobile phone, Bian Jing moved his arm to his side while taking advantage of his body, and zoomed in on the report card with his fingers on the screen: "Chinese 105, Math 149, English... 90? 280 in comprehensive science, 624 in total, ranking 2, yes Ah, Brother Ting, this time I have made a lot of progress."

Xie Ting smiled and said, "Why do you only look at my grades? Are your own not important?"

Bian Jing has a strong ability to estimate points, he will know how many points he has scored after the test, and replied: "Mine is not important, yours is more important."

As soon as the voice fell, the room became silent, Bian Jing cautiously raised his eyes from the phone, and saw Xie Ting's dark eyes looking at him, the strong emotion inside made Bian Jing's heart beat faster and started to speed up.

"I mean, I.....I estimate..." Bian Jing didn't know why, but from this day on, he kept sinking in Xie Ting's eyes, at a loss for what to do.

Seeing his appearance, Xie Ting restrained the thoughts on his face, put on a mocking look and said: "Yes, you have a good estimate, and you will know how much you have passed since you came out of the examination room."

Bian Jing blinked and said, "Yes, I should be around 635."

Xie Ting had seen the results a long time ago: "You are really amazing."

Looking at him from the side, Xie Ting zoomed in on the report card and pulled down the total score in the last row: 635, ranking 1: "Your guess is not bad."

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