Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 49

The learning atmosphere in Class [-] of Senior Three has always been extremely tense.

The college entrance examination is coming, and they have endless test papers every day. The students are buried in the sea of ​​questions, and it is almost impossible to distinguish day from night.

The test papers piled up like a hill, and if I lowered my head, I couldn't see my classmates at all, and all I saw were stacks of books and test papers.

But there is always one exception among so many people.

Ji Shen from Class [-] of Senior Three is here to spread negative energy. When all the students were struggling with the sea of ​​questions, he didn't even hold a pen for a whole day.

Wang Ming, who was sitting at the table behind him, dropped the ballpoint pen in his hand with a 'snap'. He pressed his left hand on his right hand, and his knuckles slapped.

Wang Ming folded the test paper and leaned back on the table dejectedly: "I won't do it, I won't hand it in."

His deskmate Ji He also put down his pen, stretched his sore wrist, took off his glasses and pinched his brows, and then asked Wang Ming: "What's the matter?"

Wang Ming sighed, "Every day I open my eyes, there are endless test papers. I am going crazy. Now I hope the college entrance examination will come soon."

Now all the students in the class are the same, like arrows on the string, tensing every nerve in the whole body.

Ji He shook his head: "Hurry up, hurry up, just hold on for a while longer."

Wang Ming looked at Ji Yanchen at the front table, his eyes were full of envy: "I really envy Ji Shen."

No matter how tense the atmosphere in the class is, it has nothing to do with Ji Shen.

Now Jishen is the negative energy of the students in Class [-] and [-] who are not strong-willed. With Jishen, a person who doesn't study, as a reference, individual students' sense of crisis will unconsciously weaken.

They basically completely forgot that Ji Shen usually doesn't need to study.

Ji He put on his glasses, patted Wang Ming's shoulder, and said earnestly, "What do you compare with Xue Shen? When did Ji Shen take the test paper? This world is so unfair. Look, we haven't started running yet. Ji Shen is already at the end."

Wang Ming wiped away a handful of bitter tears, and picked up the pen he had just dropped: "Oh, don't say anything, my brother's life is hard, my old mother didn't give me a mind like Jishen, so I can only rely on death learned."

Ji He felt that it was time to rest, so he picked up his pen and prepared to continue struggling in the sea of ​​questions. Before he finished a question, the bell rang after school.

The class was as quiet as ever, and the students continued to write as if they hadn't heard the bell.

In the silence, the harsh sound of wooden chairs rubbing against the floor was particularly clear, Ji Shen stood up and walked out of the classroom first.

Ji He's pen tip paused: "Damn it!"

Wang Ming's hand holding the pen trembled: "Let's go now?"

Ji He spread his hands: "Otherwise? Will you stay and do the test papers like us?"

How can the feelings of the two of them at this moment be expressed by envy, jealousy and hatred.

Ever since Ji Shen's photos broke out in the school bar, now Ji Shen walking on campus is the focus.

Everyone also knows that Ji Shen has a withdrawn personality, and most of all he doesn't like to be close to others, and no one dares to come to Ji Shen.

But there will always be one or two students who are bold. Under the instigation of friends, a short-haired girl stepped forward to stop Ji Yanchen.

The road ahead was blocked, Ji Yanchen glanced at the short-haired girl indifferently, and without waiting for the girl to speak, walked around her without even touching the corner of her clothes, and continued walking forward.

The short-haired girl was stunned for a moment, then ran a few steps to catch up, and stopped Ji Yanchen again, "Ji, Ji Shen... Senior Ji, hello, I'm He Hui from Class [-], Senior High, can I make friends with you?"

Xu was afraid that it would be too embarrassing, so He Hui didn't dare to reach out.

Ji Yanchen glanced at her again. There was no ripple in the boy's brown eyes, and there was a dead silence. The half face covered by the broken hair couldn't see even a trace of emotion. He didn't speak, and walked around He Hui. Walk.

He Hui turned around in a daze to look at Ji Yanchen's back, wondering whether he dared to catch up again.

Seeing this, He Hui's good friend ran over from a distance, and asked curiously, "Hui Hui, did God Ji talk to you just now?"

He Hui shook his head, his delicate face couldn't hide his disappointment: "Ji Shen is just like what they said, he is a god high in the clouds, and ordinary people like us are not in his eyes at all..."

While talking, He Hui suddenly stopped.

Just a few tens of meters directly in front of her, Ji Shen stopped in his tracks. At some point, he had a baseball cap turned backwards on his head. He was too far away to see his profile clearly.

"Wow!!! Ji Shen showed his face again, hurry up, Huihui, let's go and have a look together."

The good friend took He Hui's arm and ran away. He Hui staggered and trotted to follow.

Qingran is doing test papers at a place about 20 meters away from Wen Shiyi's classroom. This place is not secret enough, and most students passing by will take a look.

Qingran was silent in the sea of ​​questions, his senses spontaneously blocked the curious sight from outside.

She faintly heard a messy discussion, and couldn't help but look up.

The first thing that caught my eyes was Xie Ying'an's resolute side face. She was taken aback, and asked unconsciously: "get out of class is over?"

Does an hour go by so fast?
Xie Ying'an turned his head to look at her, the unhappiness in the young man's black eyes had not yet receded, he pulled the corners of his mouth, his smile was a little stiff: "Why are you doing the questions here?"

Tsk, Qingran was stunned, how to explain this?

Fortunately, Xie Ying'an didn't need her explanation, he glanced over the test paper in Qingran's hand, "There are still two questions, finish it, I'll wait for you."

Behind Xie Ying'an, Zhuo Zhuo seemed to have a black figure, so Qingran didn't look at it anymore, she lowered her head and continued to do the last two questions.

Xie Ying'an turned around and stood face to face with Ji Yanchen. The two boys of the same height did not speak, and their eyes were still secretly competing.

The picture of 'click' was frozen in He Hui's photo album.

Xie Ying'an seemed to be aware of it, and raised his eyes to look forward to the right. When the few girls saw him looking over, they immediately dispersed.

After all, Ji Yanchen was not used to being watched by too many people. Across Xie Ying'an, he could only see the corners of Qingran's clothes. Before it was completely dark, he took off his hat, turned and walked outside the school.

After Qingran finished the last two questions, she put the test papers in her schoolbag and walked outside the school with Xie Yingan.

During this time period, the students who should go home have already gone home, and few people are still walking around the school.

Walking out of the school gate, Xie Ying'an took her schoolbag from Qingran, and was surprisingly silent all the way.

The sky darkened a little bit, and the streetlights overhead suddenly turned on, and immediately the figures of the two people were reflected.

Taking advantage of the light, Qingran took a peek at Xie Ying'an.

Xie Ying'an immediately caught her gaze, his gloomy expression softened a bit, he turned his head and asked Qingran: "What do you want to say?"

"Are you going for the spring outing tomorrow?" Qingran had no choice but to ask in case there would be an accident tomorrow.

"Yes." Xie Ying'an nodded.

After thinking about it, he explained: "Tomorrow's class has already been made up at noon today."

Oh, it turns out that the make-up class during the break at noon is to make up for tomorrow.

Qingran thought for a moment before carefully discussing with Xie Ying'an: "That's right, Ruan Ruan would like to ask you for a favor tomorrow, ask me to bring a message and ask for your opinion?"

Xie Yingan frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

Qingran explained the bet between Ruan Ruan and Song Shize, and then said: "Ruan Ruan said she wants to win."

That's why I want to ask you for help.

Xie Yingan's expression was a bit indescribable, he stopped walking, looked at Qingran, "Ruan Ruan's condition for winning is to ask Song Shize to be her boyfriend?"

Qingran also stopped in her tracks, she felt a little depressed: "I don't know what Ruan Ruan is thinking, and she doesn't want to say it when I ask her."

On the way back from the cafeteria, Qingran deliberately asked Ruan Ruan several times, and Ruan Ruan answered affirmatively that she wanted Song Shize to be her boyfriend.

She also said: "Just wait and see, Ranran, when I become his girlfriend, I will pinch off every one of his peach blossoms with my own hands, so that he can experience what it is like to be guarded by someone he doesn't like, haha! "

Xie Ying'an smiled slowly, "Ruan Ruan has done a good job in eliminating harm for the people."

Qingran walked side by side with him, "Do you agree?"

Xie Ying'an didn't respond, and when he reached the door of Qingran's house, he suddenly leaned over when he handed Qingran his schoolbag.

Qingran took a step back unconsciously, leaning her back against the door, her almond eyes widened, a little startled: "What, what are you doing?"

The two got a little closer, Xie Ying'an's black eyes were filled with a happy smile, and he said, "Ranran, let's make a bet, too?"

(End of this chapter)