born to you

He Jing found that Li Qi was very clingy, especially after the two spent a weekend together.

After breakfast, He Jing originally wanted to go back to her home to do her homework, but was coaxed and coaxed by Li Qi to stay on the fourth floor. The two of them finished their homework together, made lunch and went back to school together.

In the afternoon, He Jing said that he could go home and pack his things, and only then did he get some space to be alone.

Although only for a brief 5 minutes.

As soon as He Jing entered the house, before he even opened his schoolbag, Li Qi knocked on the door again.

He Jing didn't feel that his body belonged to him until he sat in the classroom.

He happily enjoyed being alone, afraid that a Li Qi would stick to him in the next second.

In the next second, there was no Li Qi, only Luo Mingshan who had been chattering since entering the classroom.

Luo Mingshan thought about how long the manuscript was for the host of the New Year's Day school meeting, and his thoughts diverged all the way to He Jing, so that He Jing finally couldn't bear it and put his head on the table.

"I beg you, let me calm down for a while."

Luo Mingshan was puzzled: "Didn't you ask me to go to your house to spend a good night with you yesterday? Why did you change your mind so quickly? Fortunately, I still thought of you being alone at home, so I rushed to school early in the morning. "

"You've got it," He Jing pressed the faintly aching eyebrows, "I almost didn't get yelled to death in the past two days."

"what happened?"

He Jing recalled the memories of the previous two days: "The whole weekend, I stayed with Li Qi."

Luo Mingshan was surprised: "I was wondering when I saw you two together last night, did he go to your house to accompany you?"

"No..." He Jing paused for a moment, Luo Mingshan had just let out a sigh of relief, and heard him continue, "I went to his house."

"Can you stop panting when you speak!" Luo Mingshan's heart fluttered, "Besides, you are too unreserved."

He Jing defended: "It's not like you don't know that the heating in my house is broken."

"But the air conditioner in your house is good. Don't talk about these reasons, you just want to go."

"Nonsense, am I not bored staying at home by myself, and you won't go if I tell you to go." He Jing gave him a goosebump.

"I have something to do. I sent Yueyue home yesterday and it was past ten o'clock when I came back. There was too much snow on the road and the traffic was slow. I wanted to go home to find you, but I didn't go when it was too late. I was a little bit sorry at first, but now it seems..." Luo Mingshan chuckled.

He Jing had a headache, and Luo Mingshan knew what he was thinking about Li Qi, so he took the opportunity to give him a good time, so he shut up and let Luo Mingshan play freely.

Luo Mingshan asked: "What have you two been doing together for two days?"

"Eat, sleep and go out."

Luo Mingshan asked: "Is this your way of chasing people? It's so boring."

He Jing remembered that when Luo Mingshan was still chasing Yuan Qinyue, he often said sarcastic remarks to him, and now he can understand Luo Mingshan's mood at that time.

Want to hit someone.

He Jing replied: "I didn't chase him."

Luo Mingshan was surprised: "Then there is something wrong with you. Shouldn't normal people launch a fierce pursuit offensive when they see someone they like? It's also very considerate and considerate. Why are you different?"

He Jing replied: "What if he is disgusted."

"And have you forgotten, I told you yesterday that he said he already has someone he likes."

"What else am I chasing after?"

It is neither appropriate nor reasonable.

Luo Mingshan leaned close to his ear and said, "Brother Jing, you have such good conditions, it's his honor to fall in love with someone, okay! In the worst case, you just snatch him over and break him! Who can refuse you?"

He Jing just thought he was farting: "Nonsense, it's so easy. Can you show me how to do it?"

Luo Mingshan immediately expressed his loyalty: "I already have Yueyue. I am straight."

"But you are different!" Luo Mingshan ignored the cast of blank eyes, and began to count He Jing's various advantages, "You are handsome, and you are good at studying. The east and west run from north to south, is there any piece of land that you don't understand? People like you, who would not be tempted?"

He Jing is still very modest to herself: "Perhaps such a person, except for the teachers of various subjects, no one will be attracted to him? Although handsome is worthy of the name."

Luo Mingshan has long been accustomed to He Jing's shamelessness, and continued to boast: "There was still a disadvantaged subject in mathematics, but after your hard work, you have quickly made up for it. Last week, Zhou Qing, you did not repay more than 100 math exams. on."

"One hundred and five, it's not serious."

"That's also progress!" Luo Mingshan lowered his voice, "By the way, Brother Jing, I heard from the top few that they plan to set up a learning team to help each other in private, just to deal with your sudden rise."

"Oh."

Luo Mingshan was almost overwhelmed by his calmness: "Are you not in a hurry?"

"What's the rush, what was my ranking last time?"

He Caizi looks at the data, right?

"Grade [-], Class [-]."

He Jing was very satisfied when he heard this number: "I am still growing, and they are already caught off guard. What's more, it is a good thing to be able to help each other together. After all, I am not the only opponent in the college entrance examination. The better the score, the better. confident."

"As long as you have confidence, let's move on to the business. Have you thought about what to do?"

"No."

After answering, He Jing glanced at the watch in front of the podium, and packed out the math papers for evening self-study.

Luo Mingshan rummaged through the table and pockets with him, and took out the math textbooks and reference books. He kept moving his hands and talking non-stop: "You are thriving in your studies now, but in this love scene, you are not so proud."

He Jing said dryly: "... how can I compare with you, Young Master Luo, you have a double harvest in love and studies."

Luo Mingshan smiled from ear to ear, and waved his hands artificially.

He Jing looked at Lao Liu who came in from outside the house, and reminded: "Shut up quickly, otherwise Lao Liu thinks you are going to swallow him in one gulp."

Luo Mingshan quickly shut his mouth, pursed his lips and snickered.

For several days in a row, He Jing spent time under Luo Mingshan's daily bombardment. He held back for a long time, but he didn't say the familiar proverb "the emperor is not in a hurry to eunuchs".

On Thursday, there was only one day left before the New Year's Day celebration party, and all the show performers had to rehearse and adjust the equipment in the school auditorium.

Due to the grand nature of this gala, most of the programs were staged in class units, so the school leaders simply waved their hands and decided to suspend classes in the whole school. Those who have programs will go to the auditorium to wait, and those who do not have programs will study by themselves in the class.

The entire second and third classes of high school came out in mighty force. On the way, Luo Mingshan was still whispering to He Jing:

"Brother Jing, it's only New Year's Day next Monday. Why did the school arrange a school celebration party today? I haven't memorized the script of our class's historical drama."

He Jing simply admired Luo Mingshan's thinking: "School will be over on Friday afternoon tomorrow, and after that there will be three consecutive New Year's Day holidays. When do you think it's appropriate for the school celebration?"

"Oh." Luo Mingshan smiled awkwardly.

The two followed the class to the school auditorium. Luo Mingshan asked the class monitor for leave and went backstage to have a round with the host, leaving He Jing and a class to sit casually in the auditorium.

The schedule of the program has also come out, and their "Ling Jun" is arranged in a relatively late part, He Jing simply told the class monitor, went to the backstage to find Luo Mingshan, and helped him write down the script and sort out his emotions.

When He Jing arrived at the backstage, four hosts were chatting together, and there was a radio station manager at the door who was debugging the machine. He felt that he might not have come at the right time, and was stopped when he was about to go back.

He turned around and saw that it was the station master.

The radio station master knew He Jing, or there were not many people in this school who did not recognize He Jing, so naturally he thought that he appeared here to look for Luo Mingshan, and she asked, "You came to look for Luo Mingshan?" Right? Why don't you go in?"

"Seeing that you are quite busy, I won't bother you. I'll go back first." He Jing replied politely, intending to return to the big family of the class.

"They're not busy at all right now, they've already memorized the stage scripts they should memorize," the radio station master explained, "You can go find him, it's okay."

He Jingcong nodded her head and walked in: "Then I will disturb you."

He Jing walked in, and the four people who were talking looked over in unison. Luo Mingshan smiled and pulled a stool over for him: "Brother Jing, why are you here?"

He Jing handed him the manuscript of the historical drama: "I have nothing to do, so I will supervise your reading of the manuscript."

These hosts have gotten to know each other quite well in the past few weeks. Zhao Zhao and Zhou Yunxi came over and squeezed their heads to read the contents of the manuscript.

Zhao Zhao asked: "What is written on it? Why can't I understand a sentence? Are all your liberal arts students so professional?"

It's no wonder that Zhao Zhao is a girl in a science class. She usually prefers to read science and technology books rather than ancient documents. At this time, it is indeed difficult to read historical scripts that are almost all in the original language.

Zhou Yunxi snorted: "How many times have I told you to read more books and newspapers, the sentences in this introduction are all from "Li Sao"."

Zhao Zhao said: "I also studied "Li Sao" when I was in the freshman year of high school. There are not so many words!"

"We study excerpts, not the whole article."

Yuan Qinyue tugged at Luo Mingshan's ear: "Okay, you, I asked you so many times what program your class is going to arrange and you didn't tell me, for fear that I would steal your idea after telling our class monitor? "

Luo Mingshan hurriedly begged for mercy: "No, no, didn't I think of giving you a surprise at the end, because I also played a cameo role in it."

Hearing that Luo Mingshan said that he also had a cameo appearance, everyone was very curious, because Luo Mingshan is also a host at the same time, and "Ling Jun" has back-to-back reports, so they really want to know how he handles the problem of styling and costumes.

Luo Mingshan said very proudly: "I guest-starred in the opening and ending narration."

"Oh."

"Okay," He Jing clicked on the script, "Read the first paragraph to me."

Luo Mingshan complied.

After he finished reading, He Jing made a suggestion: "These three sentences are to explain Qu Yuan's family, you have to read the feeling of being proud of your own origin."

Luo Mingshan read it again.

"It's still a little flat, but a little more noble. Imagine that you are a nobleman of the Chu Kingdom, a descendant of Miao Yang, and you are Qu Yuan."

Luo Mingshan pondered carefully for a few times, crushed these three sentences in his mouth, and read them again.

After this time, He Jing followed up and picked it up: "The name Yu is Zhengzhenxi, and the character Yu is Lingjun."

From these four sentences, everyone felt that this was the true meaning of Qu Yuan.

Regular Lingjun.

He Jing's face was flat, and he didn't have any great feelings, so he asked Luo Mingshan to read the last paragraph to him.

Luo Mingshan cleared his throat, and asked Qu Yuan with a slightly different voice from before.

He Jing talked to Luo Mingshan casually without reading the words. In his words, this is the basic quality of a high school liberal arts student in Linliang.

After finishing all this, He Jing took a look at the rehearsals on the stage, and the rehearsals were basically in place. It was time for the four hosts to announce the curtain. In order not to disturb their work, he went back with the script.

Zhao Zhao and Zhou Yunxi were left behind to mutter in low voices about He Jing's ease and ease in explaining the words and sentences to Luo Mingshan just now.

Luo Mingshan snickered, because they had never seen how troublesome He Jing was in his real state.

To be honest, when he first played with He Jing, he also thought that He Jing was "other people's child" in the standard sense.

As time went by, He Jing's aura in his eyes became weaker and weaker, and the relationship between the two became better and better.

He Jing, who had stepped down from the altar, was walking alone in the garden behind the auditorium. It was still early, and he didn't want to sit and talk to a large group of people.

The garden of Linliang No. [-] High School is neither big nor small, and it is not exactly what it is. In fact, it is just a small flower bed built with red bricks by the former principal himself and led a few teachers in the early days of the school for the sake of arty style.

It is said that at the beginning there were only two or three long altars, and then the scale gradually increased.However, He Jing has never seen what it looked like before. When he came to this school, the garden had already reached the small scale it is now.

There are no exotic plants here, the bluegrass and rose flowers that can be seen everywhere are hidden by the thick snow, and a few red plums facing the cold bloom proudly.

He smiled and kicked Xiaoxuepo on the road. Such a stubborn flower is really hard to hate.

He Jing walked around the garden in a hurry and then returned to the auditorium. There is really nothing worth lingering in the wild white and a few bright reds. On the other hand, it is because it is really cold.

He found the place where the class was and sat down, looked at the little seething crowd in the auditorium, and asked the monitor next to him: "What's going on here?"

The squad leader smiled: "Do you know that Li Qi from Class [-] and [-]? Anyway, he is quite famous in our school. He just finished dancing, and that's what these girls are doing."

"...that's crazy."

The squad leader patted him on the shoulder: "What's the matter, who doesn't have a few pillars in the class? When our show comes out, they will make a bigger sound wave!"

He Jing said, "Yes."