I attacked the god of learning

"Here is my breakfast."

After saying this, Jian Xing grabbed Cheng Xinglin's wrist and pushed him behind his back.

Cheng Xinglin was caught off guard by him, and the next moment, he could only see the back of Jian Xing's head.

"Jian Xing, what do you mean?" Han Lu frowned at this protective gesture.

"Teacher, what you said to him just now seriously violated the teacher's moral standards, do you know?"

Jian Xing blocked Cheng Xinglin behind him, frowned slightly, and paused every word.

"Do you think you are right to put such pressure on a student?"

Han Lu opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she heard Jian Xing say: "What you said just now, I will submit to the principal, the family committee, and when necessary, I will submit to everyone who needs it, you understand Bar?"

Jian Xing didn't let Han Lu say a word.

You know, are you right, do you understand? The three paragraphs seem like a standard composition.

A sentence is thrown heavier than a sentence.

Hearing the last sentence, Han Lu exclaimed: "Jane Xing?! What do you mean?! Why are you helping a person from another class like this?!"

"It has nothing to do with whether you help someone or not." Jian Xing said, "Teacher, you are too much - are you afraid now? Then when you threatened the students, did you think that the students would be afraid too?"

"He violated the school rules, can I say no?"

"What school rule did he violate?"

"He skipped class and climbed over the wall, can we go to the monitoring for this matter?!"

Jian Xing ignored the jumping Han Lu, but turned to ask Cheng Xinglin behind him: "Have you asked for leave?"

"Of course he asked for leave!!"

It was not Cheng Xinglin who answered Jian Xing, but another man who broke in at the door—Cheng Xinglin's homeroom teacher, You Huai.

You Huai just took out his mobile phone and saw a new application during the teaching and research meeting.

Not long after I joined, I received a threatening recording from that application.

You Huai didn't hear half of it, so he dropped the earphones and ran back to the office.

Almost lost the shoes.

"My student, ask me for leave, do I need to report to you?! You caught him late, and you didn't tell me, what do you mean by arresting the student?" You Huai was so angry that he was going crazy, "The school didn't Is it the rules?? Are you the boss???"

The students in his family have poor grades, and his class is also at the bottom of the age.

He is also a Buddhist player, and he thinks that if everyone plays games in class, if there is no major problem, it will be fine.

Live a life of peace and quiet.

So others dare to bully his students, right? !

"As a teacher, can't you educate students?" Han Lu argued.

"Normal education is fine. Are you education? You are a threat!" You Huai's voice covered Han Lu directly, "Why don't you just bully this student because he has no power or power? Change someone else, who is here today Hang Yitong, how dare you bully me like this?!"

Han Lu couldn't answer for a moment.

She admitted that if Cheng Xinglin was from Hang Yitong's family background, she would have to weigh it more or less.

At least she definitely wouldn't blurt out those threatening words in such a long way.

"How many people do you know? Come on, let's compare, who knows more people!" You Huai said angrily.

Only then did Han Lu recall how You Huai got into the school.

Thinking of You Huai... the strength behind it.

Han Lu's face turned pale.

Cheng Xinglin also knew the background of his family teacher You, hesitated for a while, and decided to be a virgin: "Forget it—it's the same as that day, and the apology is over."

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome if he really loses his job later - he has experienced similar things.

Hey, don't mention it anyway.

"No."

"impossible."

Jian Xing and You Huai spoke at the same time.

"Jian Xing. Cheng Xinglin." You Huai boasted, and after hearing what Cheng Xinglin said, he calmed down a bit, "You go out first, and the teacher will solve the teacher's affairs by himself."

"it is good."

As Jian Xing said, he took Cheng Xinglin's wrist and did not let go until he was taken out of the office.

It was during the big class break with the most people, and there were people coming and going outside, Cheng Xinglin couldn't get too close to Jian Xing,

It wasn't until the two of them went up a few floors and reached the no man's land at the entrance of the rooftop that Cheng Xinglin said, "Actually, it's not that serious. Didn't Xin Zhuo just apologize and leave that day?"

"Who is Xin Zhuo?"

"Just...yesterday, the little forest guy."

Jian Xing remembered.

"Xin Zhuo is a student, and Han Lu is a teacher. It is unforgivable for the teacher to say such things." Jian Xing took out a napkin, put it on the dirty stairs, and called Cheng Xinglin, "Sit down."

Jian Xing insisted that Cheng Xinglin was not a real Holy Mother, so he stopped talking.

He turned his attention to Jian Xing's piece of paper.

——There is no one else who can make taking the stairs as elegant as sitting in a high-end restaurant, except Xueshen.

Cheng Xinglin sat down, and as soon as he sat down, Jian Xing stretched out his hand to him.

Cheng Xinglin looked at Jian Xing's hand, and then looked up at Jian Xing.

Finally, cautiously, she patted on the palm of his hand.

Then he raised his head again and looked at Jian Xing expectantly.

Jian Xing couldn't help laughing, then pointed to the paper bag tightly held by Cheng Xinglin's other hand: "That one, isn't it for me?"

"Oh oh, yes!"

Only then did Cheng Xinglin react, and quickly opened the kraft paper bag to get food for Jian Xing.

He took out the Americano coffee first - but as soon as he picked up the bag that packed the coffee, Cheng Xinglin felt something was wrong.

He slowly brought out the bag of Americano coffee, only to find that something went wrong, and the coffee spilled out.

Fortunately, the bag can be sealed well, but a plastic bag has leaked, and it hasn't leaked out yet.

But was iced all the way by coffee.

The taste of ta, which is said to be delicious when it is hot, is actually conceivable.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

"What's wrong?" Jian Xing asked.

"No...a little...by the way, I have something else to eat."

Cheng Xing was quick-witted, put the paper bag aside, grabbed his schoolbag, and opened the zipper.

He took out the preserved egg porridge and steamed stuffed buns, and presented Bao to Jian Xing at a glance: "Eat this, it's a bit cold, but the taste is still...Jian Xing!"

Jian Xing ignored Cheng Xinglin, took the paper bag he put aside, and pointed out the bag of coffee that had leaked into the bag.

"Eh—" Cheng Xing stopped him.

Jian Xing turned slightly, inserted the straw into the bag, took a sip, and said, "Thank you for bringing me breakfast. In exchange, you can make a request for me."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It's just such a bag of things, and I still ask for it.

Where does his face come from?

Cheng Xinglin was discouraged, and said, "Forget it, what happened to you just now, we canceled each other out."

"That thing just now..." Hearing what Cheng Xinglin said, Jian Xing smiled: "That's right, then add one more, please give me two requests."

...?

Are you crazy about theology?Is the offset offset like this?

IMO national training camp, so taught?

"Thank you for what you said to the teacher just now." Looking at Cheng Xinglin's ever-changing expression, Jian Xing explained to him, "You are right, there are some things that I want to make my own decisions."

Oh……

because of this.

Cheng Xinglin nodded, he really wanted to ask "For example", but seeing Jian Xing's silent eyes drinking coffee, he didn't ask anything in the end.

Jian Xing swallowed the bitter iced Americano and lowered his eyes on the long ladder.

such as--

Everyone told him that it is already very good to have entered the national training team and received the admission letter from Tsinghua University.

Only he himself knows that it is an indelible regret in his life that he did not become the last six people to go to St. Petersburg.

If possible, he would actually like to come for another year, to see if he can become the last six.

Even, I want to try-whether I can win the world championship.

But he doesn't have a choice.

The school has set him up as a role model for publicity, and many people also believe that he is a god of learning.

All he could do was pretend that he was satisfied with his grades.

So, at the door of the office, when I heard what Cheng Xinglin said.

Jian Xing was really grateful.

It seems to be - there is something that should be said by myself, and someone else helped to say it.

Jian Xing was in a daze, while Cheng Xinglin sat on the side and stared at him obediently.

Jian Xing also felt that he had lost his composure, turned his head, and smiled at Cheng Xinglin: "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now - if you want, you can talk about it when you have it."

"I have it now, can you... give me a penguin?" Cheng Xinglin finished speaking, and was a little worried that Jian Xing would not give it to him, and immediately said, "If you are afraid of annoying me, add you, I promise not to follow You speak, be quiet!"

"If you don't believe me, I can write a letter of guarantee..."

"Shh."

I don't know if it's because he thinks he talks too much, or because of other reasons, Jian Xing didn't let him continue talking.

Jian Xing took out his mobile phone, clicked on the QR code, and put it in front of Cheng Xinglin.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Cheng Xinglin frantically took out his mobile phone and scanned Jian Xing.

The Internet speed on the top floor is very fast, and the friend application is approved almost immediately.

Then Jian Xing dragged him to the classmate group in front of Cheng Xinglin, and changed the note to "Cheng Xinglin".

After finishing all this, Jian Xing picked up the kraft paper bag.

"Thank you for your breakfast." Jian Xing said.

"You're welcome." Cheng Xinglin said, "Well, warm it up before eating."

"Ok."

Jian Xing walked down carrying the kraft paper bag.

Cheng Xinglin watched him walk to the bottom of the steps.

Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief, he couldn't hold back, and leaned to the side.

Watchout, my stomach really hurts.

This world abides by something called the law of conservation of matter, so it is impossible for everything to go smoothly.

That is to say, he got the male god Penguin, and this stomach problem is destined to never get better.

Drinking porridge at this time is actually a good choice.

But the porridge was completely cold because it was placed next to the iced Americano, and he didn't intend to torture his stomach like this.

Just bear with it a little longer, and it should be fine to have some lunch at noon.

Cheng Xinglin hugged his stomach, huddled up and endured it.

But it didn't take long, just over half a minute.

Cheng Xinglin felt his forehead was touched by a warm hand.

Cheng Xinglin suddenly opened his eyes.

Prepared for battle, ready to beat up this person who didn't know how to touch him casually - you dare to touch the head of the school bully, isn't it too impatient to live...

Cheng Xinglin blinked.

In front of him was Jian Xing's magnified face.

Cheng Xinglin immediately sat up straight, looking in shock at Jian Xing who had gone and returned.

Jian Xing stuffed the still warm milk tea into Cheng Xinglin's arms, and when he raised his hand, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I'm not leaving." Jian Xing sighed and asked, "You've been pretending that you're fine, haven't you?"