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Chapter 530 Jing Xing: "Teacher, do I look good?"

But Cheng Xu vividly interpreted what it means to be bright when you give it some sunshine, rubbed his stomach that hurt from laughing, stretched his neck and leaned over, and asked treacherously: "Brother, do you know Nezha?"

Jing Xing looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's just the cartoon we watched when we were young." Cheng Xu said with a smile, "The only difference between you and Nezha now is that he has a bellyband, but you don't, ahahahaha——"

"..."

Jing Xing really couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and pushed his head back into Liang Jidong's arms.

The hahaha in Cheng Xu's mouth stopped abruptly.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Lin Qingyou reached out and poked the cute little chin on his head, a little puzzled, "I think it's pretty good-looking."

"..." Jing Xing had given up struggling, and said duplicity, "It's quite beautiful."

"Really?" Lin Qingyou looked at his expression and asked again.

"Really." Facing the shocked or puzzled eyes from all around, Jing Xing affirmed his girlfriend's skill.

"Just, is there a mirror?" Jing Xing asked.

He still doesn't know what the effect of this little bump on his head is.

Lin Qingyou said "ah?": "A mirror? I didn't bring it."

After thinking about it, she took out the mobile phone from her coat pocket, turned on the front camera of the mobile phone, and said, "Use the mobile phone camera."

On the screen of the mobile phone thirty centimeters away from him, Jing Xing finally saw what was going on in his head.

It's not as sandy as imagined, but it's really... like Nezha.

The broken hair on the forehead was a bit long, and before she had time to cut it, she grabbed it and tied it up, and her vision became much clearer.

"How is it?" Xiao Nuomi Duanzi approached with a smile.

"..." Jing Xing continued to say against his conscience, "It's pretty good."

The little glutinous rice dumpling said again: "I originally thought that this little guy would look like a middle-school child, but now I find that your appearance has successfully supported it."

To be more precise, it was Jing Xing's face that successfully saved the hairstyle of the middle school two plus sand sculpture.

As long as this little guy moves to the face of someone who is not so good-looking, it can only be said that it is the scene of the car accident.

On the playground, the 3000-meter freestyle competition has ended.

After awarding the trophies in this field, the next thing is wrestling.

Du Mingyu was still wearing the class flag with the words "Squad [-] awesome" printed on his body, and sweating profusely, a head popped up from the opposite side of the lawn, and shouted in the direction of Class [-] across most of the runway: "Squad leader— —It's your turn to be the squad leader!"

His voice was drowned out by the noise of people around him.

"You are so far away, the squad leader must not be able to hear you." Xu Changhao had just finished running 3000 meters, and collapsed on the lawn exhausted, with no strength left. rest."

"Okay." Du Mingyu responded readily, turned around and ran towards the stands.

Putting the class flag on his body on the ground, Du Mingyu climbed up to the stands with both hands and feet. After saying hello to Lao Xu who was sitting in the first row, he walked towards the back row.

Jing Xing heard his voice, just raised his head, and met his gaze.

Du Mingyu shouted habitually: "Squad leader, should... eh???"

As if he was frightened by something, Du Mingyu suddenly stopped talking.

He stared blankly at the cute little Tuya on Jing Xing's head, obviously stupefied.

ah?This... what's the situation?
Why is it that a person who is usually so cold and cold suddenly seems to have changed his personality now, with such a cute little hair on his head?

Jing Xing had adjusted his mentality right now, facing Du Mingyu's bewildered and shocked eyes, his expression was calm and calm.

After confirming that the person in front of him with a sky-high cockroach was indeed Jing Xing, Du Mingyu said "Fuck" and was instantly amused: "Squad leader, this little thing on your head looks cute, is it my grapefruit?" Did your sister make it for you?"

Lin Qingyou heard the sincerity in his words, and said with a smile: "Obviously, do you want me to get you one too?"

"Eh? Forget it." Du Mingyu was very self-aware of his appearance, and quickly refused, "Sister Yuzu, this is too much of a test."

After a pause, Du Mingyu said again: "To be honest, if this thing is placed on my head, then people will call me an idiot."

"..."

He called Jing Xing and walked under the stands. When he passed the first row, Lao Xu turned his head when he heard the movement, intending to say some words of encouragement to the students who were about to participate in the competition as usual.

"Student Jing Xing, for this competition you... eh?"

After seeing the fancy gadget on Jing Xing's head, his words stopped abruptly.

Jing Xing stopped at the spot, waiting for his next words with a calm expression.

Old Xu couldn't swallow the sip of health-preserving tea anymore, he stared blankly at the little hair on Jing Xing's head, and finally got stuck for a long time before saying: "Student Jing Xing, you...?"

Jing Xing raised his brows a little, and brought up the topic on his own initiative: "Teacher, is my little one good-looking?"

Old Xu was still in a daze: "...Huh?"

From the corner of Jing Xing's eyes, he glanced in the direction of the little glutinous rice dumpling, and said unhurriedly, "Youyou pierced it for me."

It sounded like a show off.

My girlfriend pierced it for me.

my girlfriend.

Lao Xu: "..."

When Jing Xing appeared on the competition field, there was an uproar inside and outside the track, as well as up and down the stands.

All eyes were focused on the cute little hair on his head.

No wonder their eyes are good, it's really that thing is a bit too eye-catching.

If it is an ordinary person, the whole thing is fine, but the key is——

That's the bully.

A school bully who hits seven!

Although it has been a long time since this low-key school bully had any news of a fight, the legend about the school bully is still circulating in the post bar of No. [-] Middle School.

Several contestants who signed up for the wrestling event stood at the entrance of the arena, and they also looked at each other in blank dismay.

And, come again?
They thought it was just a whim that the school bully came to participate in this competition last year, but they didn't expect to meet him again this year.

Of course, compared to the fact that the school bully is interested in wrestling, this year they are more concerned about the little tug on the school bully's head that sways slightly in the wind.

...Why does that thing look more and more like a braid?

It's the thing that stuck in Nezha's head in that cartoon.

It's exactly the same.

Meng is quite cute, but it doesn't fit the frightening persona of a school bully at all.

(End of this chapter)