don't play with him

Chen Yin's car came in front of him, he turned his head slightly, the car lights outlined the outline of his face softly, like a blurred lens in a movie.

Chen Yin opened the car door, and said loosely and everyday in the crack of the car engine: "Goodbye."

The taillights of the car disappeared quickly, and Sheng Changliu crushed half of the smoke left between his fingers into the trash can on the side of the road, turned around and walked into the autumn night lonely.

The weekend class of the training class started at 07:30 in the morning. Chen Yin was caught by Bai Ningxiao at [-]:[-] and arrived at the training class at [-]:[-]. I thought I was the first, but I didn't expect that several students had already arrived.

Almost all the students in Jing Ying's classroom have come, and there are only one or two vacancies left.

"Chen Yin is here to eat steamed buns~" Jing Ying waved to Chen Yin in the classroom. Chen Yin was half asleep, but when he smelled the aroma of various breakfasts in the classroom, he immediately became refreshed. He went in and took off his schoolbag, and put Bai Ning Akatsuki also took out the breakfast she brought for herself to share.

"This is mine, you can eat whatever you want." Chen Yin brought all the pastries from Chen's courtyard, and as soon as the box was opened, several students came over together: "It's the durian crisps and hot cookies from Chen's courtyard! I I love it!"

Chen Yin was already tired of eating pastries made by her father, and quickly swallowed two of their steamed buns and fried dumplings while everyone was scrambling for dim sum. you."

Chen Yin took it: "Thank you, why did you come so early?"

"Endorsement." Jing Ying said with a smile: "Ms. Ge only makes up for science here, and I have to memorize politics and history by myself."

"What's the smell!" There was a distasteful voice from the corridor, and Chen Yin somehow felt familiar. Turning his head, Sheng Zhilang stood at the door of the classroom: "Who is eating durian, how can you go to class if it smells so bad?!"

After Sheng Zhilang finished speaking, he saw Chen Yin, and Chen Yin said indifferently, "Just don't smell it?"

"Let me tell you how messy it is." Sheng Zhilang's tone changed immediately, with gritted teeth showing resentment: "So it's the one from the low-level high school."

Everyone in the classroom was stunned for a moment, Chen Yin was surprised that he was not provoked anymore, he looked at Sheng Zhilang indifferently: "Aren't they all surnamed Sheng? Why didn't you get recommended? Is it because you don't like K University? "

Sparse laughter came from the classroom, and Sheng Zhilang's face became more and more ugly amidst the laughter. He clenched his fists and turned around to go out. Chen Yin's face showed the pride of winning the battle, and he laughed for less than two seconds. Another student surnamed Sheng who was escorted appeared at the door of the classroom.

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When they looked at each other, Chen Yin hadn't had time to put away the smile in his eyes, he turned his head away in a moment of embarrassment, sucked a mouthful of soy milk, and immediately spit it out in one gulp.

"Are you okay!" Everyone gathered around, Chen Yin opened his mouth with a flushed face and stuck out his tongue, tears were scalded.

At this time, a bottle of mineral water was handed over, and Chen Yin took it without thinking about it to cool down, and took five or six sips in a row to relieve the burning pain on the tip of his tongue.

"Haha~" Thank you.

Chen Yin turned his head, the voice of thanks slowly decreased, Sheng Changliu took the water channel he handed back: "You're welcome."

"Sheng Changliu, why are you here today?" A student asked curiously and adoringly.

"The professor asked me to help." As soon as Sheng Changliu finished speaking, Chen Yin had already picked up his schoolbag and walked out. Jing Ying pointed to the snack box on the table and asked Sheng Changliu, "Do you want to eat?"

Sheng Changliu shook his head coldly and prepared to leave.

"Chen Yin brought it." After Jing Ying finished the second half of the sentence, Sheng Changliu's eyes fell on the box of snacks again, and he looked at Jing Ying after a pause: "He brought it for you?"

Jing Ying just took a bite of Durian Cake, her expression suddenly became awkward, she waved her hands again and again: "No, we all eat together."

The girl next to Jing Ying groaned, bumped her shoulder, and said meaningfully: "One day I will bring it for you, come on."

Sheng Changliu picked up the box of snacks: "Is there any problem with giving it to Professor Ge?"

"No, you can take it." Jing Ying said with a smile.

Sheng Changliu left with a snack and put it on Professor Ge's desk. There were still five hours before the time Professor Ge agreed with him. Sheng Changliu really wanted to smoke a cigarette at the moment, but smoking is prohibited here.

At the end of the morning class, Ming Sihao and Chen Yin had already been tortured by their studies, and their faces gradually became angry when Jing Ying came over and asked them to go out for dinner together.

When a group of students walked out of the bookstore, Sheng Changliu was also standing there. A boy asked Sheng Changliu if he wanted to join them.

Sheng Changliu shook his head: "I'm waiting for Professor Ge and made an appointment for lunch."

"Oh." Everyone nodded, standing outside the bookstore and discussing fiercely what to eat.

"Is dry pot ribs okay? I want to eat spicy!" someone said.

"It's better to eat hot pot, and you can also order tomato pot." Another boy suggested.

"Hot pot? Then there will be a smell in our classroom in the afternoon and evening, no! It's still dry pot!" A girl said.

A few people finally decided to go to the university town to eat spicy dry pot. At this time, Jing Ying suddenly whispered: "Then why don't Chen Yin and I go?"

Including Sheng Changliu, everyone looked at Jing Ying and Chen Yin.

Except for Sheng Changliu, everyone's eyes were ambiguous.

Chen Yin was stunned: "I'm not going? Why Sen?"

Jing Ying couldn't help laughing: "Your tongue is hot, can you eat dry pot?"

Chen Yin suddenly realized: "Yes, I can't do it again, my dick still hurts."

"Then why don't you eat it?" Jing Ying's good friend bumped Jing Ying's shoulder again, and Jing Ying gave her a fierce look: "I bought the soy milk, and it's my responsibility for his burn, so I can't help it." Go eat and drink spicy food by yourself."

Chen Yin felt that what Jing Ying said was a bit right, he waved to the others: "You guys go to dry pot, we will go next time."

Ming Sihao gave Chen Yin a thumbs up and raised his eyebrows: "Bull B."

Chen Yin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He was used to being teased since he was a child, and he knew that the most useful way was to ignore him.

A group of people teased and left Chen Yin without saying anything. Jing Ying turned to Chen Yin and arranged thoughtfully: "Shall we have some porridge? There is a porridge shop at the end of the street. Their sweet glutinous rice porridge is delicious."

Chen Yin nodded: "Listen to you."

The two hit it off immediately, and walked towards Qing Congee Ji together. After walking out for 3 minutes, Professor Ge finally came out of the bookstore: "Let's go to Changliu, go to my friend's private restaurant, and let's talk about next year's competition."

"Do you want porridge?" Sheng Changliu asked abruptly.

"Porridge?" Professor Ge looked up: "Your stomach is uncomfortable?"

Sheng Changliu frowned: "No, let's go, go to a private restaurant."

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In less than a week, most of the students in the training class had agreed that Chen Yin and Jing Ying were having an affair. Jing Ying would often go to Chen Yin’s classroom to give him lectures, and Chen Yin would bring delicious food for everyone every day. From dim sum to staple food, they all belong to the Chen Family Courtyard. It was Ming Sihao who told everyone that the owner of the Chen Family Courtyard was Chen Yin's father.

So everyone began to call Jing Ying the little proprietress of Chen's small courtyard.

That night's class hadn't even started yet. Jing Ying and her friends were sitting in the reading area of ​​the bookstore drinking milk tea. When her friend called her the little proprietress, Jing Ying stopped her. Jing Ying let go of the milk tea: "Don't call me that. Chen Yin is very embarrassed."

"Why? Does he not like you?" The friend asked, "Doesn't he often ask you questions? And he asks you for half an hour."

"That's because..." Jing Ying sighed: "I'm not saying bad things about him, but he's not very smart in his studies, so he has been teaching for a long time."

The friend shrugged: "Okay, are you going to confess?"

Jing Ying shook her head: "It's impossible for him to like me, Ming Sihao said that all the girls he's been rumored to be scandalized with are super pretty."

"That's because you don't know how to dress up! It's not bad to dress up when you go to college."

Jing Ying shook her head again. She looked around and said in a low voice, "I once asked him on the sidelines."

"what?"

"I asked him if he liked anyone." Jing Ying's eyes overflowed with disappointment: "He said yes."

"Ah..." The friend sighed in surprise.

"It seems to be from Jingnan Middle School." Jing Ying curled her lips: "So it's good that I secretly like him, and you all stop booing! Otherwise, he and I may not even be friends."

The friend nodded in disappointment. At this time, the wind chime on the door of the bookstore rang, and a tall and tall boy walked in without looking sideways. Jing Ying's friend suddenly mustered up the courage to call him: "Sheng Changliu."

Sheng Changliu looked over, his eyes resting on Jing Ying for a while.

"Do you know someone Chen Yin likes?" Her friend looked at Sheng Changliu nervously, but she was obliged to inquire about the news for her best friend, so she quickly asked: "Didn't you go to Jingnan Middle School before? You know him and the person he likes Why are you not together?"

Sheng Changliu's eyes narrowed slightly, and just as she opened her lips to say something, Jing Ying blushed and pushed her friend: "Don't ask, I asked Chen Yin about this."

"What did he say?" Sheng Changliu looked at Jing Ying and interjected casually.

"He said..." Jing Ying was hesitating whether to reveal other people's privacy, but Sheng Changliu's eyes were very oppressive, as if forcing her to speak.

Jing Ying bit her lower lip: "He said that person's character is not good."

The author says:

Don’t delete everyone’s long comments in the future, okay~ Every time Yinfeike sees a long comment, if you click it excitedly, refresh it and then disappear, you will be completely lost. Any kind of long comment is welcome!