born to you

He Jing was fascinated by the freshmen who were gathering downstairs wearing military training uniforms. He leaned on the desk, resting his chin in his hand, and his eyes became empty.

"Brother Jing, what are you thinking?" Luo Mingshan walked over, sat down on the stool with a bang, and interrupted He Jing's ongoing daze with a sound.

"I wonder if you have been cut into a bald scoop by Lao Liu." He Jing looked away from the window and continued to write the English paper in front of him.

Today is the first day of their sophomore year of high school. Luo Mingshan played wildly for two months during the summer vacation, causing his hair to grow crazily, and he even permed his head very proudly.So when I first entered the school, I was grabbed by the grade director, and reprimanded, "You are still playing like a sophomore in high school, let's see what your hair looks like." At the same time, the school specially invited a haircut from the nearby hair salon The teacher mercilessly cut it to the size of the board.

As a result, Luo Mingshan still feels that there are broken hairs pricking him in his neck.

Luo Mingshan took out his summer homework from his bag, still indignant: "I guess the barber next to the school is a relative of our school leader! Look at this skill, if it is not separated by our school Five, please come and cut your hair, sooner or later you will starve to death."

He Jing was doing a reading question, and without looking up, he said sarcastically, "You still have the face to talk about other people's craftsmanship. I think your hair would be waist-length if you don't cut it. Why do you want to marry?"

"Hey, hey, you've got it! With our talented He Jing by my side, how can I have peach blossoms." Immediately afterwards, Luo Mingshan saw clearly what He Jing was doing, "No, I Don’t you feel dizzy? It’s just the first day of school, what kind of questions are you doing?”

He Jing heard his question, and turned to the cover of the paper to show him: "Here, the English version of the National College Entrance Examination Paper."

Luo Mingshan blushed: "I'm not asking what questions you are doing...I'm asking why you are doing the questions on the first day of school."

He Jing motioned him to look at the note she had just pasted on the upper right corner of the desk. On the white half of the paper, four large characters were vigorously written.

Luo Mingshan read it out: "'I love studying'... Okay, Brother Jing, you are doing well. Are you planning to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

He Jing also said boldly: "Let's talk about it when the time comes, don't think about it now."

Luo Mingshan gave him a "bah" and looked away from He Jing to look at the freshmen who were queuing up for military training downstairs. He didn't know what he saw, so he shouted excitedly: "Brother Jing! Look upstairs! Go to the third class! There is a girl who is very beautiful!"

"Look at how promising you are." He Jing raised his head and glanced at the place he pointed, "The fourth in the third row?"

"Yeah!" Luo Mingshan nodded frantically, trying not to complain about his integrity.

"It's not bad." He Dacai praised him generously.

"It's more than that!" Luo Mingshan turned on the idiot mode, staring at the girl in the distance bewitched, "Look at the one with the red mouth, the one with the pale face..."

He Jing squinted at him, took out a pack of paper from the desk and threw it on Luo Mingshan's chest: "Take this and wipe your drool, it's all flowing into the Yangtze River."

Luo Mingshan remained unmoved, and continued to stare at his goddess downstairs, as if He Jing was not the one who mocked him.

After a while, Luo Mingshan made up his mind and said his plan:

"Brother Jing, when they don't train at night, you can accompany me to find her!"

He Jing didn't even bother to give him a look, let alone speak, his whole attitude was a capitalized rejection.

Luo Mingshan was a little discouraged all of a sudden, lying on the table with his head buried in his head, motionless.

He Jing said, "Aren't you weaned? You have to go by yourself."

Luo Mingshan still didn't move.

After such a long time, until He Jing went from reading comprehension to seven out of five, he still didn't move.He Jing gave up a little: "You don't know what class he is in, where can you find it?"

Hearing He Jing's voice from the side, Luo Mingshan jumped up from the table, his eyes were still shining: "I know, I know, I saw their class card just now! She is from class three! "

He Jing said in unison: "Your little brain will come in handy at this time."

Luo Mingshan chuckled: "Then you agreed to accompany me to find her?"

"I'm bored."

For the next day, He Jing spent the day in Luo Mingshan's silly smile.

This is the only good thing about Linliang Yigao, the land is vast and abundant.When other schools are busy arranging freshmen to go to military training in military bases in nearby counties, Yi Gao has always been in his own school, inviting some instructors to unify and militarize the management of students for a week.

How big is the training ground?Our first high school covers an area of ​​nearly [-] mu. There are three playgrounds in the east, west, and middle areas. Do you think it is enough?

Need to have outreach training facilities?Do you think our school is so big?The Outward Bound Training Park is just behind the playground at noon, with all the equipment that one expects to find.

In this way, under the hard work of Linliang No. [-] High School, the upper education institution finally showed mercy to this school, adhering to the principle of "it doesn't matter if you turn a blind eye to the good grades brought out by this school", This arrangement was acquiesced.

This is the story of Luo Mingshan's startled glimpse of Mei Jiao'e.

In fact, nothing happened. At night, during the evening self-study break, Luo Mingshan dragged He Jing to the door of Class [-] and [-], and watched for a long time, but he didn't even see anyone.

"Did you read the wrong class card because you were too excited?" He Jing asked.

Luo Mingshan argued: "How is it possible, I've glanced at it several times, and I'm not stupid!"

He Jing looked at him and sighed, obviously thinking he was stupid.

Luo Mingshan took another look at the class, and confirmed that he didn't see the figure he was thinking about: "Don't rush to dislike me, I'll ask someone in his class..."

He Jing felt that he was going to the doctor in a hurry: "It's only the first day of school, there are so many people in a class, who can recognize it?"

"That's not necessarily true." Luo Mingshan was still talking hard, and he pulled a boy who was wandering by the door, "Student, come here and ask you something."

The boy came out and saw that Luo Mingshan and He Jing were wearing school uniforms instead of the same military training uniforms as them, so he immediately called out, "Senior, did you call me?"

Luo Mingshan nodded, and said straight to the point: "Hello. I saw a girl this morning. She was quite white. She was standing in the third row of your class. I didn't see her again. That girl is yours." class?"

He Jing was originally standing with Luo Mingshan, but when he heard his question so bluntly and shamelessly, he silently took a step back, picked up his phone and began to recite words.

"I don't know this idiot" all over his face.

The boy thought for a while and asked, "Senior, is the girl you're talking about tall and thin, with a ponytail and big eyes?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Luo Mingshan was a little excited, it seemed that he had found the right one.

Sure enough, the boy said: "It's from our class. I forgot what it's called. I just introduced myself last class, so I still have a little impression. But halfway through the last class, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach and was called Parents are taking them home."

"Ah?" Luo Mingshan was a little nervous and asked casually, "Is she in serious pain?"

The boy smiled at him: "Then I don't know."

Luo Mingshan realized that he was concerned and became confused, so he changed the subject: "Then do you know when she will go back to school?"

The boy still shook his head: "I don't know. But senior, we can add a wechat, and I will tell you when she returns to school, so that you don't run upstairs and downstairs all day. I heard that the grade directors in the second and third grades are very fierce. You How tall is it?"

"Second year in high school, our old Liu is so fierce." Luo Mingshan pointed to his shaved head where the scalp could be seen, "This is what he asked to cut for me."

Then he patted his pocket: "Hey, I didn't bring my mobile phone when I came down, why don't you come down after I go upstairs and get my mobile phone?"

The boy said: "Then how troublesome you are, is the senior next to you with you?"

He was referring to He Jing who was memorizing words on his mobile phone, Luo Mingshan nodded.

"If possible, I can add him on WeChat first."

Luo Mingshan hurriedly called He Jing: "Brother Jing, come here quickly, and add this... classmate."

Although He Jing didn't interrupt and was busy with her own affairs just now, she also listened to it and took the initiative to open WeChat and scan it, and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy took the mobile phone that He Jing handed over, and the two exchanged names on the notes. He Jing took a look, yo, the name is quite grand "Li Qi", which means good luck and good luck.

"My name is Luo Mingshan. We both belong to Class [-] and [-] of the upstairs high school. Then we know each other like this. If you need anything, you can come upstairs to find us."

Until the evening self-study and entered the dormitory, Luo Mingshan was still talking to He Jing: "Are all freshmen in high school now so warm-hearted?"

He Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, took off his school uniform and directly covered Luo Mingshan's head, while he was dizzy, he pushed him into the bathroom and locked him up, and sat down at the desk to start reading.

After reading a few pages or two of the book, I found that the content was almost familiar, so I stopped reading, closed the textbook, got up and changed clothes, and prepared to wash.

Then I remembered that the bathroom was still closed.

He Jing staggered to unlock the bathroom, secretly surprised that Luo Mingshan didn't yell for him to let him out.When I opened the door, I saw a person squatting on the ground playing with a mobile phone.

Playing with... He Jing's mobile phone.

I still handed it to him in person during my evening self-study just now.

Because at that time Luo Mingshan didn't know where his brain was twitching, and after a while he asked He Jing if he had any new WeChat messages, He Jing was annoyed by the interruption and directly gave him the phone.

"What are you talking about?" He Jing squatted over and found that he was chatting with Li Qi who had just added friends.

Luo Ming didn't raise his head: "Just chatting. Li Qi said that when we wander around the gate of the third class in the future, we can be said to be his friends, and we won't look too idiot." Then he sighed, "This boy is really What a nice guy!"

What He Jing cared about was another question: "Only you, I won't wander around the gate of the third class."

Luo Mingshan smiled ingratiatingly: "Yes, yes. My brother Jing is such a pure and innocent immortal, how could he go to such a place full of ordinary people."

"Okay," He Jing stood up, walked to the back of Luoming Mountain, kicked his ass, and kicked him out, "Hurry up, your icy and clean Immortal He is about to wash up."

He Jing hung the clean clothes on the hook at the door, turned on the shower switch and began to take a shower.

Although it's already September, the autumn tiger can't stand the tyranny of the tiger, and there is no sign of autumn's crispness, and the temperature is still around [-] degrees.

He Jing was originally a hypocritical young man who was afraid of the heat and the cold. Today, except for eating and going to the toilet and accompanying Luo Mingshan to see the white moonlight that he had never seen, he didn't move at all.

Even so, it was still hot and sweaty.

So now it is washed and wrapped with warm water, so that every pore of He Jing is relaxed.

It's a pity that this kind of comfort didn't last long. Just as He Jing rubbed a foam bath ball, Luo Mingshan outside the house knocked on the bathroom door.

Luo Mingshan said in a loud voice, "Brother Jing, your mother called you."

"I can't pick up the ones from Heavenly King and Lao Tzu!" He Jing turned off the shower and lathered himself, "Tell me and I'll get back to her later."

While He Jing was making foam, he heard Luo Mingshan's voice drifting in:

"Hello? Auntie, it's me or me. He Jing is taking a bath. It's no coincidence that he's almost finished taking a bath. Let him call you back later... No, no, then good-bye, auntie."

He Jing turned on the shower and sprayed it with foam. By the way, he thought about why he suddenly received a call from Ms. Lan. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to wait and see what happened. He put on his pajamas, wiped his hair and walked into the bedroom.

Luo Mingshan was sitting on He Jing's bed at this time, watching a movie from an unknown European country cached on his mobile phone. He Jing leaned over and took a look: the man in the movie was holding a woman with his left arm, his right hand Holding something like a car door, he walked through a hail of bullets.

So these two people haven't been beaten into a sieve yet?It's all nonsense.That's why Luo Mingshan likes to watch things with a similar IQ to his.

He Jing flipped onto the bed and kicked Luo Mingshan: "Give me my phone."

Luo Mingshan stared at the screen intently, He Jing found a contact and pressed a callback, the call was connected quickly, and a crisp greeting came out: "Little brat."

"Ma'am, I don't think you should call me that, after all, we are closely related." He Jing rubbed his messy hair with a towel, and didn't feel that Luo Mingshan heard his mother. It would be embarrassing to call yourself that.

"Don't talk so much, let me ask you, what happened to that [-]-point math paper on your desk when I was cleaning the house today?" Lan Liangqing asked, with suppressed anger in his voice.

He Jing disagreed: "My exam paper at the end of last semester."

"You still have the face to say it?" Lan Liangqing finally erupted when he heard his neutral voice, "Didn't I teach you all those things about you?"

"Forget it, university professor, I don't understand what you taught me at all, okay?"

Lan Liangqing is indeed knowledgeable in mathematics, but the mathematics she works with is so complicated that it seems to be something from another world to He Jing.When explaining the questions to He Jing, even though she knew the questions, she couldn't express them well so that He Jing could understand them, and He Jing was often confused.

"Are you still reasonable? I can't explain your things well, and your teacher in the first grade can't explain them well either? You give me [-] points in the test now, and I'll see what you do in the future!"

He Jing recalled the grade list he saw today: "I showed you the final paper of the first year of high school. The total score is 620. In terms of bilingualism and comprehensive literature, I am the first." Although the math is only [-] points.

Lan Liangqing was silent for a moment. If He Jing's total score at the end of the last semester was not too high, she would not have found out that she has a son who is a math idiot until today.

"Then you should study math well. As long as you pass math, won't you be able to enter the top five in your grade?"

"No, listen to me, it's like this," He Jing said with a serious tone, but the words he said were particularly embarrassing, "I only passed the [-]th grade in mathematics, and how nervous are those people because of my grades?" , if the math scores are even better, is there still a way for others to survive?"

This is the truth. Since He Jing and the others were in the freshman year of senior high school, every time when the grades were released, He Jing could get the first place in the liberal arts and the lower one in the sciences. stay high.The trouble caused panic among the top ten students in the grade, for fear that He Jing would find out the trick to learning mathematics if they didn't pay attention, and jumped up, so they studied hard day and night.

But it was really arrogant to tell the truth, which made Luo Mingshan stop watching his own nonsense movies, turned around and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

Lan Liangqing couldn't help scolding him: "Shameless."

He Jing didn't care too much: "It's easy to say."

"It's easy to talk. I found you a peer to teach you mathematics. If you dare to tell me that you don't understand, I will kick you out of the house." After finishing speaking in one breath, Lan Liangqing hung up the phone He Jing didn't even have time to retort.

Luo Mingshan turned around when he heard the words, and he saw a shy He Jing sitting on the bed thinking about life.

Luo Mingshan, who could hear Lan Liangqing's words clearly, couldn't help but soften his heart a bit, and came over to comfort him and said, "Brother Jing, I think what Auntie said is right, if you can do well in math, you won't be able to do so in the future." Let's go sideways in our grades, let's see if Lao Liu will trouble us again! So it's okay to find someone to tutor."

He Jing couldn't listen to it at all, and secretly calculated: "When I was in the third grade, I got [-] points in math. My dad thought my grades were too bad, so he found me a tutor for tutoring. Later, I got [-] points in the exam..."

He Jing, who was born with a lack of roots in mathematics, has since resigned himself to this tortured subject.

After all, it is really difficult.

He still can't learn.

It was rare for Luo Mingshan to have a tacit understanding with He Jing that He Jing might score single digits in the next exam.