meet you deep sea

It was still dark, Lin Shen carried his bag and walked out, Chu Jing had just cleaned his shoes.

I'm so free to brush my shoes early in the morning.

"Wait for me?" Lin Shen asked casually.

"That's not true." Chu Jing leaned over and hooked his neck, just like his good brother.

Lin Shen forgot that Chu Jing is a thick-skinned whale.

05:30, when I left the door, apart from the students, there were old men and women doing morning exercises in the alley, and there were a few dog walkers. A dog was squatting and insisted on getting on Lin Shen's lap. Lin Shen frowned and felt disgusted. Incredible.

The dog barked "Wow, woof, woof" at Lin Shen a few times.

Chu Jing walked in front of him and smiled softly: "Do you see that even dogs despise you."

Lin Shen ignored him. He didn't like dogs since he was a child. When he was a child, he squatted at the door of his house and stared at a dog who led the house. He was scared and cried by the dog. This has always been his black material.

"Go your way." Lin Shen pushed Chu Jing guiltily.

As soon as he walked into the classroom, before the bench was warmed up, Xu Qiubai turned to Chu Jing and said, "Mr. Xiaoyu invites you to drink tea." He looked at Chu Jing as if saying that he committed another crime Bar.

Chu Jing nodded and went out to the office again.

Lin Shen didn't pay much attention. He greeted Xu Qiubai briefly, and started writing questions. Looking around, everyone was quite quiet, and the smell of burritos and soy milk wafted from time to time in the back row.

The lights in the classroom were bright, and the blackboard was clean. There was already a teacher sitting on it, probably an English teacher.

Because the morning reading has not officially started, everyone is very casual. From time to time, someone asks the teacher to ask questions, and the atmosphere is very good.

Chu Jing walked into the office, Teacher Xiaoyu drank water normally, and the table was piled up with test papers.

Glancing at Chu Jing, Teacher Xiaoyu's eyes softened, and the first sentence he said was: "He has graduated, and you are still fighting with him?"

Chu Jing suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, but he didn't expect this kid to actually sue the teacher, which was quite funny.

"He has graduated, I don't care, but you!" Teacher Xiaoyu pointed at Chu Jing, "I will definitely take care of it."

"Aren't you obviously biased?" Chu Jing didn't have much pressure. His favorite teacher for three years in high school was Teacher Xiaoyu. It seemed that the person in front of him seemed to be different from other adults. Chu Jing guessed that she understood some ideas.

"No matter how biased it is, it's my own student. You're not too young, and I won't punish you." Teacher Xiaoyu took out a set of test papers from the drawer. "But... it would be too embarrassing not to be punished."

"Well, you take this test paper back to the classroom and do it seriously like an exam." Teacher Xiaoyu handed the test paper to Chu Jing.

Chu Jing picked it up and looked at it, but didn't speak.

"Promise to the teacher, okay?" Teacher Xiaoyu said in a coaxing tone.

"Okay, don't blame me for disappointing you." Chu Jing still agreed.

"Just do it with your heart, you just keep writing, and send it back before the evening self-study begins."

Chu Jing made an OK gesture and turned around to go out. He looked at the test paper in his hand, forget it, he was idle if he was idle.

But back in the classroom, Chu Jing put the test paper on the table but didn't want to touch it anyway.

"Why, Teacher Xiaoyu personally rewarded your test paper?" Xu Qiubai turned his head to join in the fun. "If you don't write it, give it to me, an absolutely confidential test paper."

Lin Shen glanced at Chu Jing's test paper, which was wrapped in a white paper, but he didn't know what it was.

"Turn back again, and your head will be twisted off." Chu Jing threatened Xu Qiubai with his mouth, but slowly opened the test paper with his hand.

Laughed, this year's college entrance examination paper.

The feeling is to let him rewrite it.