Orientation sniping

Jiang Jing stared at those messages for a long while, until his eyes became sore that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He clicked on the reply box, but didn't know what to say.

The morning sun streamed down through the gaps in the curtains, and the words on the screen were somewhat reflective. Jiang Jing squinted his eyes and typed slowly with his fingers.

Jiang Jing: Thank you, you worked hard last night.

After posting, he felt that the words were too casual, he paused with his fingers, and sent another sentence.

Jiang Jing: Good morning.

Ji Shurong might not have woken up yet, and he didn't receive a reply after sending out the message.

Jiang Jing was originally upset because of what happened last night, and he was a little irritable when he opened his eyes, but now his mood has completely changed.

He opened the curtains with a "swish", and the dark room instantly brightened.Standing by the window, Jiang Jing stretched his waist, went to the bathroom to wash up unhurriedly, came out to check the time, it was late.

Jiang Jing's dark eyes froze.

In the next second, he quickly picked up his schoolbag, and he didn't forget to stuff a sandwich before he left. The water droplets on the ends of his hair didn't even dry before he hurried out.

At this time, those who rushed into the campus were basically ignorant bastards. The dean at the door had a pale face, and he was sure to catch everyone.Jiang Jing saw a group of people surrounded by the door from a long distance away, and quickly stopped in his steps, turning his toes to the back wall.

The back wall is close to the playground. There are no people at this time, and the security guards will not come here to patrol.Jiang Jing drove to the back wall with ease, and there were two people hanging on it.

"Ouch, it's covered in dust."

"Hey, wait for me, my pants are hooked."

Two boys in high school uniforms jumped over the wall while muttering, their movements were a little rusty, and it was a first-time offender at first glance.

The back wall is not high, but there is a circle of trees inside the wall, and the bare branches hang across it, so it is really difficult to climb up.The two were about to step over their legs and jump down when they were suddenly hit on the back.

One of the boys was hit so hard that he almost fell off.He swears, and turns his head to look, his expression stiff for a moment.

Jiang Jing held the wall firmly, kicked his legs up, and flipped up easily.He ignored the angry gazes of the two people around him, jumped down to pick up the schoolbag on the ground, patted the ashes slowly, and said, "Trash."

These two had bullied He Shiyun before, and Jiang Jing recognized them at a glance.

He raised his eyes and said coldly: "Don't appear in front of me in the future, or you will hit me every time you see me."

The words were released, but Jiang Jing didn't want to be spoiled by these two trash, so he let them go this time.

Knowing that they were no match for him, the two gritted their teeth and dared not speak out, watching Jiang Jing walk away.

When Jiang Jing walked some distance away, the boy with the pot head on his head whispered, "Brother Qing, what shall we do?"

The boy called "Brother Qing" is the thorn in the first grade, his full name is Sun Qing, and there is an obvious scar on the corner of his eyebrow, which is where Jiang Jing punched him last time.

Sun Qing was still staring at Jiang Jing, and after a while, the corners of his mouth turned into a sneer: "Isn't he crazy, I want to see how crazy he can be."

Jiang Jing was completely ignorant of the conversation behind him, he walked up the stairs slowly, pulled out his chair and sat down a second before the teacher entered the class.

Zhao Yu watched him come in, leaned over and covered his mouth and said, "Why are you so happy today?"

"Is there?" Jiang Jing hooked the corner of his mouth.

It's not clear.Just as Zhao Yu was about to speak, a chalk head slammed straight at her.

The head teacher stood on the podium and glared at the two, holding back his anger and said, "What are you talking about? Did you two hear what I just said?"

Zhao Yu retracted her neck wisely, lay down on the table and pretended to be dead.

The head teacher didn't intend to just let them go.She glanced down, and said in a deep voice, "Is there anyone who wants to report for 100 meters and long jump?"

There was no sound below. The 100 meters is the most handsome event, but not everyone can do it. It’s okay to run in the top few, but it’s embarrassing to run in the bottom.The boys in the class are well aware of their own strength, and no one wants to show off the limelight.

The silence lasted less than ten seconds. The head teacher cleared his throat and said, "Let's go to Jiang Jing and Zhao Yu. Jiang Jing is 100 meters long, and Zhao Yu is in the long jump."

The tone was tough and there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

Zhao Yu knew she was wrong, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Jing seemed to be distracted, staring down at the hole in the table until the head teacher patted the table before raising his eyes.

The head teacher asked: "Jiang Jing, do you have any opinions?"

Jiang Jing looked confused: "?"

"That's how it is. The sports meeting is decided for the time being. Students with special circumstances will contact me in time. Next, I will talk about the content of the previous class."

Jiang Jing reacted belatedly, and had no chance to resist.The cell phone in the table hole suddenly turned on, and Jiang Jing immediately put the matter behind him.

He was already a habitual offender for secretly playing with his mobile phone in class, with one arm resting on the edge of the table and the other hand in the hole of the table, the bright light of the screen reflected in his pupils.

Ji Shurong: I just saw it, good morning.

Jiang Jing rolled his eyes and typed on it with one hand.

Jiang Jing: Did you just wake up?

Ji Shurong: Almost, I just finished eating.

Jiang Jing was surprised that someone didn't check their phone right after waking up.

Just as he was about to ask "what did you eat", Ji Shurong sent another one.

Ji Shurong: Are you in class?

Jiang Jing snapped his fingers.Usually, he didn't change his face when he was caught playing with his mobile phone in class by the teacher, but now he panicked for a moment when he saw this sentence.

Jiang Jing silently deleted the last sentence, and sent a "hmm."

Ji Shurong: Stop playing with your phone and listen carefully to the class.

Jiang Jing: ...OK.

After sending, there is no news.Jiang Jing stared at it for a while, and then turned off the phone resentfully after a long while.

If you don't play, don't play, sleep.

He fell asleep until school was over, grabbed a few books and threw them into his schoolbag, hung them on his shoulders and left.

The familiar music was still playing in the bar, Jiang Jing threw his schoolbag in the corner of the back kitchen, just about to change into work clothes and go out to work, Yang Xiao who happened to stroll over looked at him and asked, "Yes, I've always wanted to ask you, you Don't you do your homework at night?"

Jiang Jing didn't care: "Why did you write that thing?"

"..."

Yang Xiao was surprisingly angry for being so righteous without doing her homework.

"How come you are as virtuous as my bastard nephew, it's reasonable not to do homework, are you looking for a beating?"

Jiang Jing glanced at him lightly, meaning "You try to beat me up?"

Of course Yang Xiao didn't dare to try it, this kid beats people so hard, he doesn't really want to ask for trouble because of his old bones.So he changed his tone, if you don't want to eat the hard ones, then try the soft ones.

Yang Xiao said: "Come back after finishing your homework. Making money is not as important as going to school. If you think it's nothing now, you'll regret it later. If you don't know how to do it, you can ask Lao Ji. He was a top student back then."

Jiang Jing still looked reticent, and said without hesitation: "Oh."

Yang Xiao didn't hold back her anger, and said angrily: "You shit, I didn't lie to you, Lao Ji is a legend in our school."

"Didn't he transfer school?"

"Yeah, transferred to our school."

Jiang Jing paused, turned around and asked, "Which school are you from?"

Yang Xiao looked proud: "Third Middle School."

Although No. [-] Middle School is also a general high school, it has always been good at arts and sports. Most of the students are art students and sports students.

Why did Ji Shurong transfer to the No. [-] Middle School from the attached middle school?Is it for learning art?

Jiang Jing then asked a few more words, but Yang Xiao refused to speak.

"Why do I think you're trying to trick me?" Yang Xiao looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you so concerned about Lao Ji's affairs?"

He just said it casually, thinking that Jiang Jing would refute him, but he didn't expect this person's eyes to flash, and he shut up and didn't speak.

It's really strange.

Yang Xiao was too lazy to chat with him, and pointed to the dusty schoolbag in the corner of the wall and said, "I will check your homework in the future, don't try to fish in troubled waters, next time if you don't do your homework, I will..."

He paused, probably looking for a suitable sentence, and added after a while: "I'll let Lao Ji beat you."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Jiang Jing's expression, he snorted and swaggered away.