She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 289 Jing Xing: "You are in my heart."

Seeing Jing Xing coming in, Lin Qingyou made room for him.

Jing Xing went in and sat down, Lin Qingyou leaned her head over, poked his forearm, and asked, "What did the teacher ask you for?"

She could also guess that it should be related to the rumored photo incident.

"Nuomituan, let me ask you a question." Jing Xing put his finger bones against his chin, looked sideways at her, and didn't answer the question instead.

Lin Qingyou said "Huh?", motioning for him to continue.

Therefore, Jing Xing asked her with a serious expression: "Me and learning, who is more important?"

"?"

He said this so suddenly, Lin Qingyou was a little confused.

According to the normal development of the plot, at this time he should ask "Do you love me", ah, why is it related to studying?
Jing Xing was not in a hurry, and asked her again in a leisurely manner: "I or study, who is more important?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Out of time, she thought of the line "I am acquainted with Xu Gongmei in the north of the city" in "Zou Ji satirizes the king of Qi and accepts advice", and subconsciously replied: "The king is so beautiful, how can learning be as good as the king?"

Jing Xing: "?"

He made sure he was asking "who is more important, me or learning", not "who looks better, me or learning?".

"Ah," Lin Qingyou reacted and began to change her words, "Of course you are more important."

Jing Xing leaned sideways on the window sill, tapped twice on the table with his slender fingertips leisurely, and said, "I want to hear the truth."

"...Okay." Lin Qingyou compromised, "You are as important as studying. In my heart, family, country and world are divided equally with you."

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he was satisfied with the answer.

This is already an unexpected answer.

Looking at Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's enthusiasm as a young man with a red scarf, he thought that he would have to be ranked fourth no matter what—the motherland was the first, socialism was the second, studies were the third, and him was the second.

After getting the answer he wanted, Jing Xing asked again: "Why don't you ask me?"

Therefore, Lin Qingyou asked very politely: "Then me or study, who is more important?"

Jing Xing straightened up suddenly and leaned over with his whole body.

Lin Qingyou was originally lying on the table, and he moved towards this side abruptly, she subconsciously retreated, looked around guiltily, and found that the two super light bulbs in the front seat were indeed not paying attention to this side After the movement, he coughed lightly, and the young man muttered maturely: "Speak as you speak, don't get so close."

This is still in school, how bad is the influence...

Jing Xing didn't speak, just looked at her and smiled, then stretched out his hand towards her, and tapped lightly at the end of her eyes with his slender fingertips.

"Learning is only in my eyes." He hooked the corners of his lips and said softly, "And you are hidden in my heart."

This year's snow came later than in previous years, and the first snow didn't fall until December.

The radio in the corridor played the weather forecast for the past few days over and over again——

"Xiangzhou City has a yellow warning of cold wave. The cold air in the north is about to hit. The whole country will usher in a sharp drop in temperature. Most parts of our city will experience heavy storms and snow."

Lin Qingyou and Jing Xing changed positions, lying on the window sill and looking out, the sky was covered with dark clouds one after another, and a thin layer of snow had already fallen on the ground.

Due to the reason of not running exercises in snowy days, the small square on the campus is already crowded with students who went out to see the first snow.

There were not many people in the classroom of Class [-], except for a few girls in the front row who were catching up on sleep, only Du Mingyu in the front seat was holding a mobile phone and didn't know what he was doing.

Lin Qingyou vaguely heard him muttering: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a partner, you will be sad if you don't drink milk tea."

She wondered, maybe this single love expert is giving psychological counseling to some poor little lovelorn.

"Do you want to go out and have a look?" Jing Xing stood up at some point, leaned over, put one hand on the window sill, and looked down at her.

"There are too many people now, wait until later in the afternoon." Lin Qingyou shook her head. At this moment, the small square and the playground must be crowded with people like dumpling. She has no interest in going down to be a new dumpling.

"I remember the Korean drama saying that when it snows for the first time, it should be served with fried chicken and beer." Lin Qingyou drew a chicken leg and a beer can on the glass window while talking.

"Fried chicken is fine, but beer is not." Jing Xing raised his hand and crossed the beer can she drew.

"I knew you would say that." She stretched out her claws, simply crossed the chicken leg, turned around, leaned her waist on the window sill and looked at him, spread her hands and said, "It's possible or not. , and no fried chicken.”

"You will have it if you want it." Jing Xing took her cold little hand into his, winked at her very lightly, and asked, "Aside from fried chicken and beer, what else do you want?"

Lin Qingyou: "?"

If she remembers correctly, there is no fried chicken chain restaurant that she usually likes to eat in Jiading District. There is only one in the downtown area where every inch of land is expensive. The business is extremely hot, and they usually line up for two hours to start.

With the current weather and road conditions, plus the waiting time in line, it may take four or five hours to buy it from there.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jing Xing let out a "Huh?"

"Ah, I just said it casually, you don't need to be so concerned." Lin Qingyou shook her head quickly, afraid that he would really ask for leave to go shopping.

"Okay, okay, sit down, it's time for class in a while." Lin Qingyou pushed him to the seat, and pulled the tone textbook needed for the next class out of his book stand.

The third period is Mrs. Fang's class.

Just 2 minutes after the preparatory bell rang, when the class was in chaos, Mrs. Fang came in with a test paper in her hand, glanced down, closed the door with her backhand, and said with a frown: "I'm here. I heard your class making a lot of noise in the office, and your class is the loudest in the entire teaching building, why, do you think you did well in the exam this time?"

Du Mingyu answered in a low voice: "Isn't the office on the first floor? You can still hear the voices of the class from five floors away. Your hearing is really good."

Immediately, Mrs. Fang showed her excellent hearing, and her eyes flew over like a flying knife, and she raised her voice, "Du Mingyu! What did you just say?"

Du Mingyu was so frightened that he shook his head crazily with a strong desire to survive: "No, no, teacher, I didn't say anything."

Mrs. Fang frowned and reprimanded: "I can hear you talking non-stop below, why do you talk so much? I wondered, did your ancestors learn cross talk? "

Du Mingyu: "..."

Not to mention, his ancestors really learned cross talk.

(End of this chapter)