She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 464 "Student bully, it's your turn."

On September [-]st, high school started, and the summer vacation dragged the tail of August, officially announcing the end.

How happy I was at the concert yesterday, how painful it was when I woke up today, Lin Qingyou has always had a standard schedule, usually going to bed before eleven o'clock, after watching the concert yesterday, and eating fried chicken and rice cakes, I came back It was nearly three o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, today is the first day of school, and the entry time card is not as strict as usual.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Qingyou shrugged her head and stood on the sidewalk in front of the school waiting for the traffic lights, yawning one after another.

The traffic light ahead turned from red to green. Lin Qingyou walked slowly towards the sidewalk with a stack of books in her arms. Halfway there, a hand suddenly reached into her arms, and directly grabbed the stack of books she was holding. I took it.

Suddenly her arms were empty, Lin Qingyou's drowsy head was a little unconscious, she slowly raised her head half a beat later, facing Shang Jingxing's beautiful black eyes.

Lin Qingyou stared at him for two seconds, then lowered her gaze.

Probably because it was too hot, the chain of Jing Xing's school uniform jacket was not pulled, and the cuffs were loosely rolled up to the elbow as usual, revealing a thin and slightly pale arm.

It's been a long time since I saw him in school uniform.

Compared with his ripped jeans, Lin Qingyou prefers to see him in school uniform, full of youthful aura.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jing Xing took two steps forward and found that the little glutinous rice dumpling hadn't followed. He turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her to follow.

The little glutinous rice dumpling seemed to have regained consciousness at this moment, and said "Oh" slowly, and followed slowly like a little snail with a shell on its back.

It was obvious that he hadn't woken up yet.

Jing Xing smiled, freed one hand, rubbed her head as if rubbing Qiyue, and asked lazily, "Did you wake up?"

Little Nuomi Tuanzi hummed a soft "um" in his nasal cavity, not caring whether he would be stared at by others at the moment, put his hand on his arm sleepily, and closed it like a wandering soul Eyes, let him lead himself forward.

"Do you want to drink some milk to wake up?"

Jing Xing took out a can of Wangzai milk out of nowhere, and flickered in front of her eyes.

Lin Qingyou raised her eyelids, yawned lazily, then shook her head, saying vaguely: "No, I'm too sleepy."

At this moment, she was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, and even the milk used to renew her life couldn't arouse her interest.

"Very sleepy?" Jing Xing put the few books in his hand into his schoolbag, put them loosely on his right shoulder, and looked sideways, "I'll hug you, huh?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou's drowsiness was somewhat relieved by these words.

After all, I still remember that this was on campus. Jing Xing didn't care about other people's opinions, but she didn't have the courage to hug in public, especially when school just started today, and there were many students on campus who couldn't find the teaching buildings. The freshmen are still wandering around.

The campus of the No. [-] Middle School is too large. There is a lake, a garden, and a small square in the school. This group of freshmen in the first year of senior high school is here for the first time, so it is inevitable that they will get lost and can't find the north.

The teaching buildings of the second and third grades are some distance away. Before the summer vacation, the students of the second grade moved most of their books to the classrooms vacated by the third grader. Now there is no need to move them back and forth.

Class [-] is still on the east side of the top floor, and the design of the teaching building is similar, so the overall layout has not changed.

After entering the teaching building of the third year of high school, the temperature dropped significantly.

The sunlight in Xiangzhou in early September was still scorching hot, and the outdoor temperature remained high. The teaching building of No. [-] Middle School was not only equipped with air conditioners in each classroom, but even the corridors were also very air-conditioned.

Lin Qingyou stayed here for a year, and gained a very valuable life experience - to go to high school, one must choose a school with money.

The overall performance of the school is another matter. The key is that you must have money, otherwise you will not even be willing to turn on the air conditioner. The air conditioner will only run for a short while when the superiors come to check the work.

Class [-] leaned against the stairs on the east side, the back door of the classroom was not open, the classroom was in a mess, the noise and talking almost toppled the roof.

Lao Xu's loudspeaker didn't work either, it couldn't suppress these rambunctious little bastards at all.

"Kids, be quiet—"

Old Xu stood on the podium, with a thermos in his left hand and a loudspeaker in his right, shouting at the top of his voice, looking hoarse.

"Be quiet, my children, I have something to say now—"

"..."

It's a pity that none of his dear children responded to him, and they still quarreled as much as they should, taking his words as a joke.

"children--"

Old Xu's voice was already hoarse, and he stood on the podium holding a paint-stained thermos cup, looking desolate like a young cabbage in its dying years.

Lin Qingyou stood at the door, taking in the whole scene. She blinked, poked Jing Xing with her thin white fingertips, and said, "Student bully, it's time for you to make your debut."

Jing Xing turned his head to look at her, raised his brows, the meaning was obvious - are you sure you mean the school bully, not the bully?
Lin Qingyou's drowsiness had almost dissipated in Lao Xu's hoarse "quiet a moment", she glanced inside through the transparent window, narrowed her eyes lazily, and said: "Old Xu urgently needs you, the squad leader, to go to town. place."

I have to say that Lao Xu has a very good eye for people. Although it sounds ridiculous to pick a class leader based on his eyesight, in fact, in Class [-], a class where poor students gather, the only one who can hold the place is Number of scenes.

If it were someone else, it would have been a mess, after all, sometimes the value of force can explain everything.

It is human instinct to bully the weak and fear the hard.

After all, no one wants to be beaten.

Jing Xing had been idly leaning on the door frame and watching them making a fuss, but when he heard the words of the little glutinous rice dumpling, he straightened up like trying to catch a duck on a shelf.

The class was in full swing, and no one noticed that there were two figures at the door.

Jing Xing's figure swayed at the door for a moment, he raised his long eyelashes, and glanced casually into the classroom, and then walked in slowly.

Old Xu's bleak little cabbage seemed even more bleak than when he came here just now. He took a sip of the wolfberry tea in the thermos to moisten his parched throat, and planned to rest for a while before continuing his unfinished business.

As I get older, I can't support my physical strength after howling twice.

Jing Xing entered the classroom, and instead of going back to the seat in the back row, he took a few steps in leisurely, then stopped at the side of the podium, raised his eyes casually, and glanced down at random. glance.

(End of this chapter)