The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

A little irritable, inexplicable.

On the day when the grades came out, Jiang Yingyu was sitting in his seat wearing earphones and chatting with Xing Ke. Halfway through the conversation, he realized that something was wrong outside the classroom, it was very noisy, and An Sheng was not in the classroom.

"What's the matter?" Xing Ke flipped through the book and waited for Jiang Yingyu to tell him the next question, but he heard the noise getting louder and louder.

Jiang Yingyu glanced outside again, and found that someone was coming towards him, and he had a bad expression on his face.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked up at those people, apparently not knowing what they were going to do.

What surprised him the most was that the students who watched the play in a circle had three floors inside and outside, and they kept pushing in.

Jiang Yingyu pointed to himself, meaning that he is the protagonist?

Zhao Wen nodded seriously.

Jiang Yingyu coughed twice, and asked them, "Are you... what's the matter?"

It's really uncomfortable for a bunch of people to just stand in front of him and look at him like this. If you have something to do, just say the fuck out, and if it's nothing to do, just get out, just be a scenic spot!

Finally, a young man standing in position C pushed his glasses, put his hand on his waist, and said, "The results are out, have you seen your results?"

Jiang Yingyu looked at his movement of pushing his glasses, and it was inevitable to compare him with An Sheng. The result was that An Sheng's coquettishness was unmatched by anyone.

"Huh?" He didn't pay attention to what others were saying, he was a little distracted.

It just so happened that Xing Ke on the other side of the phone was also talking to him, this time it was really the first and the second big.

"..." The man choked suddenly, apparently not expecting this man to ignore him.

He was about to attack, when Jiang Yingyu suddenly said, "Shut up first."

After saying something to Xing Ke, Jiang Yingyu looked at the man again, "Say it."

As the giant of the entire key science class, that man had never seen such an arrogant person before. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "It's okay if you don't know, I'll tell you,"

He took a step forward, leaned against Jiang Yingyu's desk, and asked him, "You are the first in grade, tell the truth, did you copy it!"

He has always been in the first place, and no one has ever pulled him down. He knows what level the people in this school are, and it is impossible for anyone to surpass him.

copy?

He, Jiang Yingyu, still needs to copy?

Being first in the grade was beyond his expectations. Originally, he thought it would be enough to be the first in the class, but now it is okay to be the first in the grade.

It can only be said that the level of this school is a bit low...

Jiang Yingyu couldn't help laughing, the disdain was very conspicuous, and the people around were surprised when they heard this, no wonder, these three giants would come to their class.

Seeing Jiang Yingyu's calm demeanor, they just wanted to say something awesome to him in their hearts!

Xing Ke also heard this over there, and immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up. The people in the class thought that something was wrong with him, as if he was having a convulsion.

"Oh, I laughed so hard, Lao Jiang, why are you so unpopular? You can still be asked if you copied it after taking a test..." Xing Ke laughed happily, and Jiang Yingyu said to him lazily, "Shut up, make a noise." You are dead."

It just happened to be when the giant spoke again, which was a coincidence.

That person exploded at that time, "Okay, you don't admit it, okay, then, I want to see if you can really get such a high score in the exam, half-term exam, let's make a bet, if you don't have me If the score is high, you go to the broadcasting room and admit that you simply copied it this time."

Those two people also echoed, and the students in a circle saw that they were going to make trouble, were they afraid of Class [-]?

Besides, what if people really take the exam by themselves?

It's still afternoon, let you finish everything, what else will others say!

Several people heard that the surroundings had already started to scold them, and they were so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they couldn't breathe easily.

"Oh?" Jiang Yingyu was afraid that another oolong would make student C so angry that he would go straight to the sky, so he hung up the phone.

And only now did everyone see that he was on the phone with someone else.

"Yes, just say whether you dare or not." Person C looked at the person who stood up suddenly. He was sitting all the time just now, so he was naturally condescending, but now he had to look up at him.

Wu Zhe couldn't help laughing from behind, this idiot.

Jiang Yingyu rolled up the earphones and put them in his pocket, raised his eyebrows, "Oh, yes."

Seeing the other person calmly agreeing, C nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but was suddenly blocked by someone.

"Then what if you're not as good as him?" An Sheng put his pocket in one hand and carried his things in the other, standing in front of the three of them with a foolish look.

As soon as he said this, everyone reacted, right!This condition is not equal!Why do you only say that Jiang Yingyu lost the condition, what about them!It's really a good sell!

"Then kneel down and call your father three times," Zhao Wen answered from the side, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Person C looked at An Sheng with a look of embarrassment, and saw that An Sheng stretched out his left hand and gave him a middle finger, and he scolded on the spot, "An Sheng, you rascal, you..."

"What's wrong with me? Who saw that I was playing you as a hooligan? My glasses fell off and I can't push it. Besides, do you agree to kneel down and call Dad? If you can't afford it, get out of here. It's embarrassing for Ben."

An Sheng's words are really domineering. As the monitor of class [-], he takes the lead, and everyone in the class feels super excited.

An Sheng doesn't care too much and is afraid of trouble, but the reputation of the class is related to him, so he can't let it go.

You are a dog, and even bullied you.

Person C pointed at An Sheng who was too angry to speak, and finally said after holding back for a long time, "Okay, let's see the truth in the half-term exam!"

The three shook hands and left. Everyone applauded and sat down supporting An Sheng.

The teacher just came in with the papers in his arms, wondering why the students were so active today. Every time he came, half of the class would be on their stomachs.

After handing out the papers, the teacher praised Jiang Yingyu first, and then said with a little regret that if his composition didn't deviate from the topic, it would be more than ten points more.

"Hey, you forced the king to the upper body just now, the light almost blinded my eyes." Jiang Yingyu threw the paper on the table, watching An Sheng struggle with his left hand to fiddle with the paper.

An Sheng smiled at him, "Where can you be, how can you pretend to be aggressive, and you directly got the first place in the grade, tsk, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

"What's the dream? It's like you got the first place in the exam," Jiang Yingyu yelled at him.

An Sheng couldn't stop laughing, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the teacher holding a chalk and looking at him.

The smile fades away...

"An Sheng, what are you happy about? Let everyone be happy when you say it out. You are so happy that you are so happy that you are going to go to the Milky Way!"

"..." Jiang Yingyu glanced at his paper, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Jiang Yingyu! What are you laughing at! Both of you, the composition is off topic, what's going on..."

How do I know, isn't it an open-ended composition, and there is a side topic?

Jiang Yingyu was not convinced, although he had the consciousness of going off topic from the beginning.

As for An Sheng, he also missed the topic. Jiang Yingyu took him to read the paper, and he thought it was well written, and he could see that it was good in terms of literary talent.

This matter was unresolved until the end of get out of class.

After class, Jiang Yingyu lay on the table and looked at An Sheng, An Sheng leaned on the chair and began to fiddle with the things in the plastic bag.

"Hey, what's wrong with your hand?" It was only now that Jiang Yingyu realized that An Sheng's right hand was still wrapped with a bandage.

An Sheng glanced at the bandaged finger and replied, "It's broken."

Jiang Yingyu moved closer, and simply took his hand over to look at it, "Oh, it's serious, what happened, you're so injured, you'll take a hundred days to recover."

"Who told you, one hundred days? Isn't that a disability?" An Sheng watched Jiang Yingyu turn his hands over and over again.

"How did you do it? I'm curious," Jiang Yingyu said.

An Sheng lowered his head and looked at his hands, "Just now I was in Lao Liu's office to make things for him. I was bored, so I cracked my fingers to play, but this finger just couldn't crack."

"Hiss..." Thinking of that scene, Jiang Yingyu felt pain, "So you think you don't need it anymore, so just let someone take it off?"

An Sheng said with a smile, "How can you be so ruthless, just use your strength."

Letting go of the back of his hand and leaning against the wall, Jiang Yingyu took the pen and began to spin it until there were afterimages.

"Then you have won a gold medal for avoiding death," he said suddenly, "you don't need to do your homework."

An Sheng looked at Jiang Yingyu's dizzy-turning pen, his five fingers were as flexible as something, and the pen didn't come off when he touched it.

"You think too much. You think that the teachers are so humane. They think that the homework they assign is just so little. As long as you are not unable to move, you have to do it for him." An Sheng was not so happy.

It can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Jiang Yingyu nodded to show that he understood, but he still couldn't hide the ridicule on his face.

"Then you have to write with your left hand."

An Sheng glanced at him, he felt that there was no need to continue this topic.

What's with the schadenfreude on this man's face!

When school was over in the afternoon, Jiang Yingyu wanted to go to a farther place for a change of taste. Just as he was about to go to the other side of the road to see, he saw a group of elementary school students running towards him with a child on their backs.

What is this doing?

Jiang Yingyu clicked his tongue, is this engaging in school violence?That's how big it is!

As for how he could see that he was making trouble, the main thing was that those kids not only pressed people down, but also threw their schoolbags back and forth, so they didn't look like good friends.

Halfway through the group of children, they were suddenly stopped by a little girl in taekwondo clothes.

"Hehe, the beauty saved the hero," Jiang Yingyu looked at this scene and laughed a little.

The little beauty had her hands on her hips, and she carried a pink piggy Peppa schoolbag on her back. She stared at the boys who were several heads taller than her, without any fear at all.