After being targeted by scheming green tea

Xiang Siye smiled, kissed Jing Yuwen's forehead lightly, and said, "Don't think too much, let's do the quizzes together, and let Xiang Simiao cook for dinner."

Jing Yuwen sighed slightly, sat up and said, "Alright then."

Jing Yuwen's heart has been sinking, he studied the questions all afternoon, made a lot of mistakes, and after dinner in the evening, Xiang Siye told him one by one.

"Is this meeting?"

Jing Yuwen nodded listlessly: "Yes, I will."

Xiang Siye: "Then tell me."

Jing Yuwen looked at the question and was speechless.

Xiang Siye poked Jing Yuwen's head with the end of his pen: "What are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about grades?"

Jing Yuwen nodded aggrievedly: "I can't forget, I have to go home and reflect on the report, and I won't see you when I go home and reflect on it."

Xiang Siye smiled: "No, I will run to your house every day!"

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes: "Okay, I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore, let's say it again."

"it is good."

The head teacher of Class [-] is a male teacher who is more diligent. He appeared in the class early in the morning. Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye were still joking when they entered. I was a little flustered, so I automatically added a black face filter to the head teacher.

He stood at the back door and swallowed, and said to Siye, "Go in."

"Huh?" Jing Yuwen came back to his senses: "Oh."

The two of them returned to their seats, Jing Yuwen kept trembling, and Xiang Siye kept trying to tease him.

Xiang Siye poked Jing Yuwen's finger; "Look, does my red scarf look good?"

Jing Yuwen just smiled at him and didn't speak.

Xiang Siye said again: "Look at you, you are smiling against your will, do you not love me anymore?"

Jing Yuwen felt that the way Xiang Siye said this looked like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law. He looked around, but no one was looking at them, so he quietly moved his hand to Xiang Siye's, and with his little finger Hooking Xiang Siye's little finger, he smiled unconsciously.

But he doesn't want to talk now, he just wants to quietly wait for the head teacher to announce who will go to which class.

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his mouth and comforted: "Don't worry."

Yu Xian walked over, and put his hand on Jing Yuwen's shoulder, but his eyes fell on the red scarf wrapped around Xiang Siye's neck: "Xiangshen, where did you buy this scarf? It's so ugly!"

Unconvinced, Jing Yuwen clenched his fist with the other hand and lightly beat Yu Xian's stomach: "What the hell are you looking at? Try weaving one yourself?"

Yu Xian was shocked: "You weaved this, Lord Jing?"

Jing Yuwen was a little proud: "That's right, Master weaved it!"

Yu Xian didn't quite believe it, looked at Xiang Siye again, and nodded to Siye: "That's right, but the position of your hand is not right."

Yu Xian finally came to his senses and quickly took his hand away. He scratched the hair on the back of his head and smiled: "I forgot, I'll come and see Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing is doing well recently, his grades are one grade higher than mine!"

Xiang Siye said: "The inevitable result, after all, there is me."

Jing Yuwen made a disgusted grimace, but what Xiang Siye said was true, Jing Yuwen smiled and said, "You and Song are also very good, you have brought him to the top two hundred."

Yu Xian gave a thumbs up and said, "It's still to the god cow!"

The homeroom teacher looked around suddenly, and almost all the students in Class [-] were here. He knocked on the table: "Students, please be quiet and go back to your seats."

Yu Xian said: "Then I'm leaving."

Jing Yuwen nodded.

In less than half a minute, the students all returned to their original positions, and the class fell silent.The head teacher took out a piece of information to look at, and said: "The new class schedule is out, Xiang Siye, you go to class one, that, you can leave now, Zhang Yan..."

Xiang Siye didn't move, Jing Yuwen poked his arm with his index finger and whispered, "Pack up your things!"

Xiang Siye said confidently, "I'll wait for you to go together."

Jing Yuwen curled his lips: "It's not certain whether I can go or not."

Xiang Siye said: "Yes."

The homeroom teacher read the names of the students one by one according to their grades. Jing Yuwen's heart skipped a beat when he read the first one. When the third one came, Jing Yuwen's name did not appear. He lowered his head completely without expectations.

Xiang Siye comforted in a low voice: "I haven't finished reading yet."

The homeroom teacher took a sip of water and began to read: "Jing Yuwen, go to class three, Han Yiyi go to class five..."

Jing Yuwen's heart tightened, and then he relaxed like never before, and raised the corner of his mouth to Siye: "I said it, let's go together!"

Jing Yuwen nodded and began to pack his things.

Logically speaking, Jing Yuwen's grades should be in class four, but because a few people from class three went out for art test training.There were a few vacancies in the class, and Jing Yuwen happened to be pulled to fill in the vacancy, so he became the bottom one of the third class.

During the exercises between classes, Li Changsheng called the two of them to the office and praised them a lot, but no matter how much he praised, he still praised himself in the end, because Li Changsheng had a good vision.

In the director's office, Li Changsheng smiled and said, "Jing Yuwen, you're out of luck this time, and you just happened to be dragged to the third shift to make up the numbers."

Jing Yuwen just nodded with a smile, and Li Changsheng said, "But Xiang Siye, I didn't expect him to be the first in the city. Xiang Siye, keep up the good work."

"Ah."

Li Changsheng took a sip of tea, chewed the root of the tea and said, "It's also because of my good eyesight that I can see that Jing Yuwen has perseverance, and Xiang Siye is smart, you two, go back and work hard, oh yes, and Art festival, you two must work hard and win glory for our school."

Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye nodded together: "Got it, teacher!"

"Okay, let's go."

The mid-term exam is over, and the day of performing at the art festival is not far away.

The art festival is scheduled for NO.15 in December, and that day is a Saturday. The high schools and junior high schools in Beicheng City have prepared programs, and it will take about a day to end.

The stage play of No. 15 Middle School drew lots to get the first one in the first group, that is, the first one in the morning of December No. To waste time, they will arrive at the building in the afternoon of December NO.14.

There are not too many people in the crew, renting a van is not enough space, and renting a bus is wasteful, so the school paid for two vans, Wen Qin and Xiang Simiao each carried a car of students, and finally met in the building .

December NO.14, Friday, as soon as school is over, all the students who participated in the art festival packed up their things and gathered in front of the flag-raising platform to get on the bus.

When Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye arrived, their juniors in the car hadn't arrived yet, so they sat at the back.

Xiang Siye picked up Tijing Yuwen's schoolbag and asked, "What's in it? I was just trying to pack snacks for you, but I didn't see it."

Jing Yuwen replied: "The questions you bought for me include math and English. I have time to brush them up."

Looking at Jing Yuwen from the mirror, Xiang Simiao joked, "Yo! Did Xiang Siye force you to study?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiang Siye said, "You thought they were all as unconscious as you, and you were admitted to B University after repeating a year of study."

Xiang Simiao was poked, and stammered for a while: "You, you, huh? Xiang Siye, I've wanted to say it a long time ago, your scarf is really ugly, Xiao Jing, look at how poor your boyfriend's vision is."

Jing Yuwen looked embarrassed: "I knitted this scarf."

Xiang Simiao was speechless, and Xiang Siye immediately said: "Someone can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour. Has Mr. Wen knitted a scarf for you?"

Jing Yuwen was talking to Xiang Siye, and he added: "Teacher Xiang said that Xiang Siye has poor eyesight, are you scolding me?"

Xiang Simiao was so blocked that she couldn't speak, and frowned: "Two people bully me, right? Okay, you wait!"

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and then, as if he had been greatly wronged, he said to the other end of the phone, "Ah Qin! Come and help me, the two of you here are teaming up to bully me!"

Some classmates came up to Wen Qin's side and kept asking him questions.

"Teacher, when are we going to leave?"

"Teacher, when will we arrive?"

"Teacher, are we going to stay in a hotel?"

……

Helpless, Wen Qin could only say to Xiang Simiao on the other end of the phone: "Let's talk about it later, they are asking me something."

After finishing speaking, he pressed hang up, and then returned to the children's questions one by one.

Xiang Simiao here is still holding the phone, pretending that the other person has not hung up: "What? You are afraid that I am afraid of the cold and want to help me knit a sweater? Ah Qin, you are too caring, but I am afraid that you will poke your hand, I feel distressed you……"

As he spoke, his voice was several times louder, as if he was deliberately speaking for Jing Yuwen behind him.

"It's not like some people, who really have the heart to let their boyfriend knit a scarf for him, they don't care about others!"

Jing Yuwen was confused when he heard it, smiled at Siye, leaned into his ear and whispered: "He's talking to himself, leave him alone."

Jing Yuwen nodded, took out a rope from the pocket of the padded jacket, tied the head and the tail together, played with Xiang Siye, and Xiang Simiao didn't stop until the juniors got on the bus. Talk to yourself.

The car walked for about an hour, and they arrived at the building when the lights outside were already everywhere.

Xiang Simiao and Wen Qin first took the children to see tomorrow's stage.

This is considered a relatively large theater. Rough calculations can accommodate a thousand people, and the stage is relatively spacious.

After visiting around for a while, they took the elevator downstairs together. When the elevator reached the first floor, a woman with a mop and bucket stood at the door. Stepping out, she got into the elevator.

On the way to the hotel, Jing Yuwen whispered, "Did you see it? That woman just now is Liu Ping!"

Xiang Siye nodded: "I see, but it has nothing to do with us, leave her alone."

Jing Yuwen nodded, and a luminous billboard was erected at the entrance of the building, which was slightly visible. Jing Yuwen's eyes were drawn to it. On it was a curly-haired and slightly fat woman with a benevolent face. Next to it was written "Dr. Pei's psychological treatment room, The 12th floor of Mingyue Building..."

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