She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 239 Xueba Immortal CP
After talking about the TV series just now, Xu Changhao also turned his head, fixed his eyes on Jing Xing, and said, "Why do I think the monitor and Wei Ran look alike."

He stretched out his hand to stroke his eyes, and said, "It's just the eyes, it feels very similar."

Jing Xing leaned against the window sill, raised his eyes lazily, and didn't answer his words.

At this time, Lin Qingyou suddenly leaned over, stared into his eyes seriously for a while, and then nodded as if agreeing, um...it seems to be quite similar.

"Probably, good-looking people are all the same?" She thought for a while and said.

Xu Changhao subconsciously continued, "Every ugly person has its own merits?"

"..." Du Mingyu looked over with sad eyes, and quickly took his seat, "Xiao'er, what's the matter with you? You just want to admit that you and I are that Qianqiu?"

Xu Changhao protested, "Why aren't they all the same?"

Du Mingyu snorted, and said: "Probably because our spiritual beauty is the same, so we can only grow wantonly in our facial features."

Xu Changhao: "... makes sense, no one is perfect."

Du Mingyu sighed, and the topic turned back to Jing Xing and the entertainment circle.

"I have a distant cousin who runs a film and television studio. When the squad leader becomes popular, I will be the scout who discovered him. Maybe I can even become an agent."

Having said that, he looked happily at Jing Xing who was about to fall asleep, and asked, "By the way, squad leader, I wonder if you are interested?"

"No." Jing Xing didn't even bother to give him a second, and ruthlessly and concisely broke his dream of scouting.

Du Mingyu: "..."

Hey, hey, the inhuman, indifferent little fairy.

The second class began to write essays, which had to be handed in before the end of get out of class, and Mrs. Fang corrected them on the spot.

Lin Qingyou is very clear about the routines of this kind of essay competition. What Fang Shitai asked for was a short essay of [-] words. She wrote the essay almost as early as the last class break. Naturally, she was reviewing the next essay. No pressure.

On the other hand, Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao in the front seat vividly demonstrated to everyone what the meaning of the three idioms "scratch one's head", "fidgeting", and "get angry" was vividly shown with their rich body and expression within a limited time.

After finally getting stuck at the last point and handing in the composition, the two of them collapsed on their seats motionless as if they had fulfilled their last wishes in life.

It was a half-hour empty class, and Mrs. Fang and other class representatives did not return to the office after receiving the composition, so they simply sat on the podium and corrected it on the spot.

Class [-]'s break time was quite noisy, but with Mrs. Fang sitting in front, the little monkeys below didn't dare to make a fuss, so they called their friends and slipped out the back door by sticking to the corner of the wall.

Except for a few sleeping students in the front row, there were not many people left in the class.

Jing Xing stuffed the messy test papers on the table into the bookshelf, then walked out with the little glutinous rice dumpling who was watching "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me".

The sun sets early in winter, and it is already twilight at four o'clock. The setting sun hangs in the distant sky, and the sunset is magnificent.

There was an evening breeze on the playground, with occasional dead leaves hovering, and groups of students were scattered on the runway lawn.

Lin Qingyou sat on the edge of the lawn, looking at the overlapping clouds in the distance, and the heavy light and shadow between the sky and the earth fell into her pupils.

At that moment, Jing Xing felt that there was nothing in her eyes except confusion.

After a moment of silence, Jing Xing suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes, pulling her out of the almost endless falling emotions.

"Mochi?" He called her in a low voice.

Lin Qingyou was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and turned to look at him, "Huh?"

A few strands of long hair slid down to the side of her face due to the movement of her turning her head. Jing Xing's gaze stayed there for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand towards her, hooking her soft hair with his slender fingers and pinning it behind her ears. .

His movements were very light, and when his knuckles touched her ear, Lin Qingyou unconsciously leaned over and rubbed his palm like a kitten.

This unconscious little action made Jing Xing's mood brighten suddenly, he squinted his eyes and hooked the corners of his lips, then slowly took her hand, leaned over, and lightly touched the back of her hand with his thin lips.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the melon-eating crowd who were wandering beside the two intentionally or unintentionally, were obviously choked by the sudden dog food, and were shocked in place for a while, with ten thousand words in their hearts galloping on horseback.

It's nothing to take off your clothes and deliver milk, so this dog food can be upgraded?

The school bully and his little glutinous rice dumpling, the fairy CP pair, are too well-known in the post bar, not only the sophomores, but students of other grades also know this pair of school bully glutinous rice candy who dominates the list all the year round.

When the two first appeared on the playground, there were people watching from afar. After sitting for a while, many gossipers risked being beaten to death by the school bully, and they wanted to come over. I'm on the front line of eating melons.

Just now Jing Xing threw out a handful of dog food so blatantly, all the frisky people around here really lived up to expectations, and all of them looked over in a blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qingyou was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the men, and hid her arms behind her back awkwardly, refusing to show them.

Jing Xing pinched her soft face with a smile, and wrapped his voice softly around her ears: "Suddenly want to stamp my little glutinous rice ball."

It wasn't the first time he saw Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's look just now. He had seen it before when they were riding the Ferris wheel in the amusement park during the National Day holiday, but he just noticed it at that time and didn't go any further.

Such a big girl, when she should be innocent, why does this little dumpling from his family occasionally show a deep sadness that cannot be resolved in his eyes when he laughs?

"Brother, brother!"

A bluffing sound suddenly sounded, breaking his contemplation, Jing Xing looked up absently, only to feel a huge human-shaped light bulb emitting a kilowatt of white light, quickly approaching him.

"Sister Qingyou!" The big human-shaped light bulb shouted again from afar across half the lawn.

"Oh, are you two really here?" Cheng Xu's big light bulb ran over sweating profusely with a basketball in his arms, and knelt down in front of the two of them.

"Just now Dongzi said that he saw you two coming to the playground. I searched around but didn't see it. I thought he had misread it. So you two are sitting here."

　Cheng Xu: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to assist."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)