After being targeted by scheming green tea

At the beginning of school, the students were quite lively, and there was no one idle in the class. They were all talking to each other, the voice was not loud, there was a buzzing sound, and they could only be heard when they walked near the door of the class.

As soon as Jing Yuwen stepped into the class, the buzzing stopped instantly. Seeing that it was Jing Yuwen, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued talking.

Yu Xian was giving a lecture to his tablemate, when he saw Jing Yuwen, he raised his hand and said hello: "Master Jing!"

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's quite early, thank you Coke."

Yu Xian: "It should be coaxing children."

Jing Yuwen: "It's not too bad to coax the second uncle."

He smiled and walked to his seat. Fan Jia hadn't come yet, but there were two large packs of yellow-packed potato chips for sharing on his desk, which was a bit eye-catching.

He sat down sideways, leaning against the wall, raised his hand and patted the edge of Siye's table, raised his chin towards the potato chips: "You gave it?"

Xiang Siye looked up and put down his pen: "Yes, you don't want to eat."

Jing Yuwen thought that he helped Xiang Siye achieve lifelong happiness today, so it's okay to ask him for these two big bags of potato chips: "Thank you, but I deserve it."

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth: "Indeed. Coke and potato chips, do you like it?"

"Of course." Jing Yuwen picked up a bag of potato chips and threw it over his head, then caught it again: "Coke with potato chips, happy like a fairy."

Xiang Siye picked up the pen, looked down at the test questions, and said casually: "Don't eat too much, it's not good for your health."

The potato chip bag was thrown and caught so loudly that Jing Yuwen didn't hear Xiang Siye's words, but Xiang Siye's unknown deskmate raised his head and sniffed.

"There is an ambiguous smell in the air."

Jing Yuwen heard these words, and he put down the potato chips: "So you can talk."

"What you said, I'm not dumb."

Jing Yuwen leaned forward, pressing his palm on the textbook on the man's desk: "What's your name?"

"Zhou Hong, my classmates used to call me Dahei."

Jing Yuwen: "Dahei?"

Zhou Hong scratched his hair: "Because I am dark."

Jing Yuwen didn't want to make fun of people's skin color, so he simply followed what Zhou Hong said just now: "Da Zhou, you also found out?"

"It's so obvious this morning, it's hard not to notice it." Zhou Hong picked up a pen and stared at it: "This time, I'm afraid that only me and my pen are straight."

Xiang Siye covered his mouth inexplicably and watched Zhou Hong cough a few times.

Jing Yuwen:?

To be honest, he didn't understand what Zhou Hong was saying, and thought that something happened to Xiang Siye and Fan Jia when he was catching up on sleep this morning.

"Tell me, Da Zhou, what happened this morning?"

Zhou Hong moved forward and was about to speak when Xiang Siye took Zhou Hong's test paper: "Zhou Hong, why didn't you write this question? Is it not possible?"

Zhou Hong: "I haven't..."

Xiang Siye: "Come on, let me tell you."

Zhou Hong: "I will do this."

Xiang Siye: "No, you won't."

Zhou Hong looked into Xiang Siye's eyes, and obediently picked up the pencil: "Oh, I remembered, I can't."

Jing Yuwen frowned and looked at the two of them the whole time, and he said to himself: This is Xiang Siye's pretense, it's boring.

He turned around and stuffed the potato chips that Xiang Siye had given into a bag on the table, tore open a bag, and ran to play with his mobile phone without eating much at noon today. He was a little hungry now, so he just ate a bag of potato chips to press it.

He couldn't finish the potato chips in the sharing pack by himself. He reached out and knocked on the front of the table, and said to the two people at the front table, "Eat potato chips."

A man and a woman at the front table turned around and grabbed a handful: "Thank you, Lord Jing!"

He stuffed a few more chips into his mouth, and simply handed the whole bag of potato chips to the front table: "Let's pass it on."

This big bag of potato chips was spread throughout the class, every time someone had eaten the potato chips, they would turn around and say hello to Jing Yuwen: "Thank you, Lord Jing!"

"It's all right!"

Jing Yuwen took a paper towel from the belly of the table and wiped his hands and mouth. He opened the coke that he didn't drink this morning and took a sip. Although it was no longer iced, it was still refreshing!

Zhou Hong watched Xiang Siye draw the auxiliary line for himself seriously, the mechanical pencil held in that white and beautiful hand suddenly made a crisp sound, and the lead broke.

Zhou Hong was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Ask God?"

Xiang Siye paused: "No, too much force."

A few minutes before the start of class, Fan Jia ran back to the class, her breathing was a little short, and there were many beads of sweat on her forehead.

Jing Yuwen took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Did you oversleep?"

"Thank you," Fan Jia took the tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead, explaining, "I went to the art building to practice singing."

Jing Yuwen asked: "Are you a special student?"

Fan Jia nodded: "Yes, oh, and Teacher Liu asked you to go to her office after class."

Teacher Liu?Isn't that Liu Ping?Jing Yuwen and Liu Ping hardly ever get in touch with each other, so looking for him this time should not be a good thing. Just as he was thinking, his ass was kicked by a certain B king.

He shivered, looked back at Xiang Siye, and pressed his tongue against his cheek: "What's the matter this time?"

Shrugging to Siye, the automatic pencil was thrown on the table: "Remind you, this section is in English."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "I fucking know, can you stop kicking my ass?"

Xiang Siye stretched his neck sideways to look at the books on Jing Yuwen's desk, and raised his eyebrows: "Physics is a must in high school?"

"I," Jing Yuwen took out an English book from the pile of textbooks stacked on the table, covered it on the physics test questions, and then turned around: "I was fascinated by the physics test just now, can't I?"

Xiang Siye smiled and raised his voice, "Okay, you can say whatever you want."

Jing Yuwen sounded very provocative, he thought about it, every time Xiang Siye kicked him, he was talking to Fan Jia, could it be that he was jealous?

When the class bell rang, he looked at the door in front of him. The teacher hadn't come yet, so he turned his head and raised his eyebrows, leaned back, and got closer to Xiang Siye, and whispered: "Are you jealous?"

Xiang Siye was stunned for less than a second, and said calmly, "Yes, I'm jealous."

Xiang Siye glanced at the door, his lips moved, as if he was about to say something, but before he could say anything, a stern voice came from the podium.

"Jing Yuwen, what are you doing?"

Jing Yuwen turned his head away abruptly when he heard the voice, and sat up straight.

The English teacher is Ma Yan. She is a woman. She has taken Jing Yuwen with her since the first year of high school. Jing Yuwen often makes her angry. When she heard her voice, she reflexively became honest.

Jing Yuwen smiled innocently: "Teacher, I asked Xianggou, bah, what about Xiang Siye's English knowledge."

Ma Yan slapped the textbook on the table and adjusted the mirror frame: "Do you think I believe it?"

"You'll believe it, I promise."

Ma Yan propped up the lecture table with one hand, and put one hand on her hips, her eyes rolled around, and Jing Yuwen's heart trembled when she turned around.

"You like to look back, don't you? I'll satisfy you. You will keep the posture of turning back just now in this class."

"..." Jing Yuwen swallowed, and tried to plead coquettishly: "Oh, Miss Ma, she will get a spinal problem like this."

I don't know where there was a laugh, and then the whole class laughed.

Ma Yan patted the table: "Who will laugh anymore? I'll let him laugh for a class!"

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom fell silent.

Jing Yuwen squeezed his throat: "Miss Ma, let me spare her this time, she will never dare next time."

Acting like a baby before being punished is Jing Yuwen's usual method. For a long time, this trick has long been ineffective against Ma Yan.

"Be coquettish again, and keep turning your head in the next English class."

Jing Yuwen's eyelids drooped in an instant, and a deep voice came out of his throat: "Got it, teacher."

Then obediently keep turning your head.

Xiang Siye tilted his head and looked at him with the corners of his mouth raised, the expression in his eyes made him elusive, he felt that this guy must be joking at him!

In the middle of the class, Ma Yan took advantage of everyone's time to solve the problems, and there was a buzz in the class. Jing Yuwen seized the opportunity to turn around and take a rest. He just moved his neck when a certain bastard threatened him. Come on.

"I'll tell the teacher when I get back and ask her to punish you in the next class."

Jing Yuwen's teeth were about to be crushed: "Are you going to be so despicable?"

"I'm helping you, what if you develop a habit of being lazy in the future?"

Zhou Hong raised his head silently, and laughed twice: "Xiangshen, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

Xiang Siye glanced at him sideways, he immediately covered his mouth and lowered his head again.

Jing Yuwen gritted his teeth: "Da Zhou, you are right, Xianggou is despicable and shameless!"

As if nothing had happened, Xiang Siye took out a sticker from somewhere, took a heart-shaped piece off it, pressed forward, and stuck it on Jing Yuwen's right face.

Jing Yuwen couldn't bear it anymore, he tore off the small sticker on his face, turned around, and roughly pressed the sticker on Xiang Siye's forehead.

"You should have a degree when you take advantage of other people's danger."

Looking at Xiang Siye's shocked expression, he felt relieved, as if he had avenged the threat he had just received.

He was proud of himself, but he felt that the surrounding air pressure dropped a few degrees, and the voices of his classmates disappeared.

A bad premonition welled up in his heart, he looked at Xiang Siye, swallowed, and nodded to Xiang Siye.

When he turned around, Ma Yan was already standing behind him.

"Why is this? Why are you still making trouble?"

Without waiting for Jing Yuwen to explain, Ma Yan said again: "There is no room for you in the class, go out and stand."

Jing Yuwen glanced at Siye, this guy is actually smiling?

In the next second, Ma Yan spoke again: "Do you still think you are a kindergarten kid? You even put a small sticker on it. Xiang Siye, don't be dazed, go and accompany Jing Yuwen."

Jing Yuwen felt happy now.

Xiang Siye got up: "Okay."

Ma Yan followed them to the door of the class: "Xiang Siye, you stand at the back door, Jing Yuwen, you stand at the front door, if I catch you talking, you won't be in the next class."

Jing Yuwen now wished he could be far away from Xiang Siye, he nodded, and Xiang Siye obediently walked to the back door.

Jing Yuwen glanced at Xiang Siye from a distance, and rolled his eyes mercilessly. After all, if this person hadn't gone crazy and put stickers on his face, he wouldn't have come out to stand for punishment now, which is really unlucky.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ma Yan walked out of the classroom with her textbooks in her arms.

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the class unsteadily.

From the moment he entered the class, Yu Xian asked, "Master Jing, what are you doing behind Xiangshen?"

Jing Yuwen curled his lips, lacking in interest: "That idiot put stickers on my face, it's like a madman."

Yu Xian was puzzled: "Are you sure you didn't stick it on his face?"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Am I that stupid?"

"Yes, I have."

"roll."

He sat back in his seat and remembered that Liu Ping asked him to go to the art building. After thinking about it, he should rest and go to the next class.

This break, I didn't think about it until after school in the afternoon.

Fifth Middle School respected the wishes of students. Students who did not live on campus could choose whether to go to evening self-study independently. Therefore, after the last class in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen picked up his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom without any regrets.

The north gate of No. [-] Middle School is a bit far from the teaching building. In the dormitory area, there is a small forest around, but there is a milk tea shop that Jing Yuwen likes very much outside the north gate.

He felt that he had been greatly wronged this afternoon, and he had to buy a cup of milk tea to comfort himself, so he ran to the north gate without hesitation, and saw a familiar figure when he walked into the grove.