I get love from my beauty [Quick Transmigration]

Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is divided into classes according to grades, and every semester will be re-divided according to the ranking of the final exam. Class [-] will always be the top [-] students in the grade.The final exam for the second grade was at the end of June, and Ji Fengchi didn't have time to attend because of family matters, so his ranking directly dropped to the lowest in the grade.

There are only 1 days of summer vacation in No. 5 middle school and senior year, and after that, I have to make up lessons at school until the first and second grades start.When Ji Feng came to the school late, he rejected the school leader's decision to arrange for him to stay in Class [-], and took his schoolbag to Class [-], which happened to be short of one person, which is Shuli's class.

All the students in Class 5 watched with bated breath as the school bully who had been promoted to the altar as soon as they entered their classrooms entered their classrooms. They didn't even dare to take a breath. Great God, secondly, Ji Fengchi is too famous in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, many people have heard about his family's accident, and they are afraid of touching his sad stories.

With no expression on Ji Fengchi's face, he walked down from the podium step by step.Most of the people only dared to look at him secretly, only one person blatantly raised his head to look at him, his eyes burning brightly without blinking.

Ji Fengchi sat down in the empty seat behind that person.

The morning reading started. Amid Lin Lang's reading, a bottle of yogurt was handed over from the front row.

After a while, another bag of small bread was thrown over.

After a while, it was a box of colorful fruit candies.

After a while - Ji Fengchi grasped that wrist.

The owner of the wrist turned to look at him, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Ji Fengchi glanced at the table in front of him like a stall, and said helplessly, "I can't put it down."

As soon as Shuli loosened her fingers, a piece of pudding jelly rolled on Ji Fengchi's table, and said confidently, "I'm bribing you in advance."

"Bribe me for what?"

Tang Xin choked, shaking his head at the side and reciting loudly: "...you can't eat mulberries when you're a dove! You can't have a relationship with a scholar! A scholar..."

While reciting it, he sighed and sighed, his regretful feeling was beyond words, and it can be said that his voice and emotion are full of emotion.

In such a background sound, Shuli raised the Chinese book to cover the lower half of her face, "You are a university bully, when you are late for homework, can you help me?"

Ji Fengchi refused mercilessly: "No."

"..." Shuli took the next best thing, "Then... you can always ask questions that you don't know?"

"Ah."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"will not."

Shuli smiled so much that her eyes curled up, and she leaned her elbows on the edge of his table, "Then thank you first."

Tang Xin beside him suddenly coughed softly.

Ji Fengchi paused, lowered his eyes, and moved his thin lips slightly: "Teacher."

"What?" Shuli didn't hear clearly.

"..." Ji Fengchi turned a page of the book, with a helpless look on his brows.

Tang Xin hated touching him so hard, she reminded him in a low voice, "The teacher is here!"

"..."

Shuli turned around bit by bit stiffly, and the Chinese teacher in front of the podium stared at him with a half-smile, and when he finally looked over, he asked kindly, "Shuli, have you finished memorizing all the books?"

The whole class fell silent, holding back a smile to watch the bustle of the school belle being caught.

Shuli stammered and replied: "I'm done reciting the recitation--are you?"

In fact, the teacher in charge of the class really likes this pretty student who just transferred from another school last semester, who is cheerful and loves to laugh. Therefore, the tone of the language teacher is not so much blaming, but rather joking, and raised his eyebrows: "What, I'm done memorizing Just be more confident, stand up and recite it to everyone.”

"Uh..." Shuli stood up slowly, remembering the "Book of Songs" that Tang Xin had memorized just now, so she tentatively recited a sentence: "Chi Chi, the rascal, hug Bu Maosi?"

"Hahahahaha—" There was laughter from all around, and Tang Xin almost fell off his seat.

A bony hand stretched out from behind, pulled out the book in Shuli's hand, and pressed the other hand on the top of his head, pushing him to sit down.Then Ji Fengchi said: "Teacher, I will carry it for him."

The boy's voice is clear and bright, with a slight magnetism and coldness. When it sounds like the night wind blowing over the strings, what's more valuable is that the enunciation is accurate and clear, and every pronunciation and pause are just right.

After Ji Fengchi finished reciting Du Mu's "Ode to Efang Palace" and sat down, everyone still couldn't break away from the enjoyment of reciting, and then they realized the horror: When did Colonel Ji and Shuli become so close? ? ?

The Chinese teacher didn't expect this kind of operation, coughed, stretched out his hand and tapped the glass, "Since someone helps you memorize it, forget it this time, next time you will be patronized by a handsome guy, no one will write for you in the exam." Answer."

Shuli took it seriously, and nodded in agreement: "Teacher, I was wrong, I was wrong because of my beauty—"

Before he finished speaking, a Chinese book was pressed down, and at the same time Ji Fengchi's voice sounded: "Your book."

Shuli didn't go to pick it up, and let the book be pressed against his face, and he also gave him a hand that he couldn't take away because he didn't pick up the book.Under the slender five fingers covering the face, his red lips were slightly raised, and he teased: "Student Ji, you are a domestic violence."

Let go of the five fingers on the book, Shuli took the Chinese textbook that had slid down, and saw Ji Fengchi looking at him with lowered eyelashes when she turned her head, "Classmate Shu, you are playing a hooligan."

"That's right, I'm just playing a hooligan." The Chinese teacher had already walked out of the classroom, and Shuli became more courageous, leaning back on Ji Fengchi's desk, "So Ji Fengchi, you see I'm a hooligan, so why don't you just smile? "

Ji Fengchi looked at Shuli quietly, his face was as pale as it had been during this time, and his dark eyes showed no emotion.

Even though Ji Fengchi's personality was introverted and even a little cold in the past, those who really know and understand him will find that since then, he has become more taciturn than before.

I haven't laughed for a long time.

Shuli lowered her eyes and didn't look back at Ji Fengchi, but just looked at the yogurt, bread, and fruit candies piled up by herself on his table, and after a long while, she whispered, "Be happy."

……

Shuli went to school with Ji Fengchi when school was over.He has been to Ji Feng Chi's house several times during the holidays, and he is already familiar with Shi Qiuyi, and he will be invited over for dinner from time to time.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, the phone in his pocket vibrated.Shuli unlocked the screen with one hand, and a message popped up, it was an OK e-moji.

It means that at this very moment, another person is crying in a dark alley with a sack covered and unmonitored.

Shuli lowered her eyes, her expression was a coldness rarely seen by outsiders.

In order to avoid being suspected, it took him so long to trouble those rich second generations who provoked Ji Fengchi last month, lining up one by one to hire someone to beat him up, and by the way beat up a few other people who were doing nothing all day long , Today is finally all over.

Anyway, with Asa's help, no matter how angry their family was, Shuli and Ji Fengchi couldn't be found out.

Now that those people don't lie in the hospital bed for ten days and half a month, they can't get up, at least it makes Shuli feel a little angry.

After sending the agreed final payment, Shuli clicked to delete the contact, and when she looked up, she saw Ji Fengchi standing not far away and looking back, her handsome features shining brightly in the setting sun.

He frowned instantly, pushed the bicycle and walked forward quickly, with a bright smile on his face, "Let's go."

The house that Ji Fengchi found was near Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. It was a small apartment. Although it was quite different from the garden villa they lived in before, it was still furnished in a simple and elegant way.

Shuli and Jifeng entered the door late, just as Qiuyi came out of the kitchen with wet hands.

The woman in home clothes has changed a lot, and she is completely different from the autumn when Shuli first met at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.The successive blows and the sudden death of her husband wiped out the light in her eyes, and she was no longer the little woman who was pampered and spoiled, innocent and carefree for half her life.

Shi Qiu commented on Shuli, and smiled softly, "Xiaoli is here? Auntie just learned a dish today, and I will make it for you to try later."

Shuli smiled obediently and lovably, and replied: "As expected, I came by coincidence."

Ji Fengchi put down his schoolbag and walked forward, took the bag of vegetables that Shi Qiuyi was carrying, and frowned slightly when he saw the woman's slightly haggard face, "I've said this and I'll do it when I come back."

"Anyway, the orchestra is fine recently, and I'm bored at home all day." Shi Qiuyi patted her son's arm reassuringly, "There's no more sugar at home, I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy it, and you can play with Xiaoli .”

In the kitchen, Shuli stole a glance at Ji Fengchi while choosing vegetables.

Ji Fengchi's fingers were soaked in the water, the tiny scars on them had disappeared, and his hands were still as clean and beautiful as white jade.

These hands, led by Shi Qiuyi since childhood, pressed the black and white keys of the piano, and could play countless songs.Shi Qiuyi is a well-known pianist in Nancheng, and Ji Fengchi has always been her pride even if she will not become a professional pianist.

Time for autumn...

Sensing Shuli's absent-mindedness, Ji Fengchi said lightly, "What do you want to say?"

Shuli picked off a leaf of green vegetable, pretending to mention it casually: "I don't think Auntie's complexion is very good?"

Ji Feng paused, and said in a low voice, "She's not in good spirits recently."

"Ever been to the hospital?"

Ji Fengchi put the vegetable leaves that Shuli had chosen into the basin, "The doctor said it was because of excessive worry, so he prescribed some medicine."

Shuli didn't continue to ask if the medicine was effective, because Ji Fengchi's expression said everything.

Heart disease has always been the most difficult disease in the world.

Monsoon Chi couldn't find a better way.

……

It took a long time for Shi Qiuyi to go downstairs to buy sugar. Both Shuli and Shuli prepared the dishes to be fried, and they sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, but they still haven't come back.

Ji Fengchi couldn't sit still anymore, just took out his mobile phone to dial the number, when the door of the apartment was pushed open.

Shi Qiuyi smiled and raised the small jar in her hand, "Aren't you hungry? I searched around and found Doubanjiang, so I came back late."

Shuli was stunned, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Ji Fengchi.

Ji Fengchi looked as usual, took the can of bean paste and put it on the kitchen counter, pulled Shuli up when he came out, and said, "Mom, Shuli said he wants to buy some snacks, should I take him there?"

"Go, let's go." Shi Qiuyi rolled up her sleeves and plunged into the kitchen, "I can eat when I just come back."

Shuli was led out of the elevator by Ji Fengchi without saying a word, and then went to the supermarket to buy edible white sugar.Ji Fengchi lowered his head to look carefully at the packaging of the white sugar, he still looked like nothing had happened, but suddenly he was gently pulled by the corner of his clothes.

The boy didn't look back, but gently reached out and held Shuli's fingers, the fingertips were cold.

The two were silent for a long time in the corner of the supermarket, until Shuli whispered, "It will be fine."

Monsoon Chi closed his eyes.