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    Lin Jingyi bent down and touched her feet, her face showing a bitter expression.

    “Jingyi, are you alright?” Zhang Jiajia asked handily, she had only wanted to tease her a bit, but she didn’t expect her to react so much.

    “It’s fine it’s fine.”

    Lin Jingyi waved her hand and picked up the wooden board and got up.

    “Didn’t I say before, me and Kotomine we are childhood friends who have known each other for many years.”

    “You did say that when you went to share a table with Cheng Ming, but childhood friends don’t usually become boyfriend and girlfriend, right?”

    “Why?”

    “Because the childhood sweethearts are too familiar with each other, the two hardly have too many secrets to tell. And love is the need for mystery, once the loss of mystery, the active party did not go after each other’s impulses, the desire to fall in love are not too strong, more unlikely to go to the hall of marriage.”

    Zhang Jiajia, who had never been in love, relied on the fact that she had watched several TV series and novels.

    He was transformed into a master of relationship philosophy and spoke eloquently.

    “So ……” Lin Jingyi responded absentmindedly, but in her heart she was wondering if she really knew Xiao Ming well.

    It must have been incredibly familiar during elementary school when you still lived in the same silo.

    With birthdays just one day apart, they are sometimes brother and sister, sometimes sister and brother. Both friends and classmates, not family, more like family.

    Since I started junior high school, not being neighbors or in different classes, I haven’t broken contact, but the relationship is not as good as it used to be.

    Until last week’s accident, when the two became tablemates after many years and mended their relationship anew.

    Xiaoming was of course still the same Xiaoming that Lin Jingyi was familiar with, having a smart head but not liking to use it in the right way.

    I think I’m getting a little shy. Are all boys like that?

    Just thinking about this made Lin Jingyi’s armpits itch a little.

    Cheng Ming had actually heard the two of them not whispering and stealthily ‘whispering’ at all since a while ago, and it would be harder for Lin Jingyi to not notice such a miserable wailing sound.

    The reason why Cheng Ming pretended not to hear was to avoid the situation becoming complicated, this kind of thing has always been the more you explain the more complicated it gets, the more you describe it the darker it gets, and the more you say the more you get weak.

    When they came to the classroom where the desks and chairs were being replaced, the carpenter told them to put the broken desks and chairs in the corner and pick out a good set of desks and chairs for themselves to carry back.

    Then grade the class, name and date in the book.

    They were all old repaired tables and chairs with either a lot of nails, different colored boards, or worse, unstable and wobbly tables.

    In the end, Lin Jingyi and Zhang Jiajia chose a tabletop plank different.

    But it’s fairly flat, not so much as a carving scribble marks of desks and a bench without a foreign object bump, they before the bench well, do not know what day was switched, replaced by a tenon raised bench, accidentally will sit on this small bump, the acidity can be imagined.

    Since the textbook had the article “From the Hundred-Clover Garden to the House of Three Flavors,” I don’t know how many students followed suit, carving on their desks when they were bored with their pencil sharpening knives.

    At first it was just more normal words with motivational meanings, and then it developed into carving the names of your favorites and crushes, and then going a little too far and carving the names of the people you hate, and then crossing them out.

    The small desks couldn’t satisfy them, so they carved on the walls, leaving a black history for their younger siblings.

    Cheng Ming moved the desks to an empty spot in the classroom and set them up, and Zhang Jiajia and Lin Jingyi began to move their textbooks back to their new desks.

    Cheng Ming noticed that Lin Jingyi was having some trouble moving, her legs were not too sharp, and the smashing of her feet just now had more or less affected her.

    Cheng Ming snatched the textbook from Lin Jingyi’s hand and said, “Let me help you.”

    “Oh ooh ooh ooh ……”

    Zhang Jiajia, who was carrying the books alone, covered her mouth with a bad smile.

    “Is the foot okay?”

    “Should be fine, ah ……”

    Lin Jingyi turned her ankle, it hurt so much that she didn’t stand still and almost fell, luckily Cheng Ming held her shoulder in time.

    In fact, Cheng Ming could have just stood still and let Lin Jingyi fall into his arms.

    It’s just that there are outsiders looking at it, and it’s already being questioned if they’re talking about friends, so let’s not add to the misunderstanding, and Lin Jingyi’s face is thin.

    “Should we go to the infirmary?”

    “I’d rather not, it’s useless to go, I’ll be careful and just sit and rest.”

    “Also.”

    The school’s infirmary was half a showpiece, with only a few cold and flu remedies and bruise medicines on hand, and not even a bed to rest on.

    “Then let me know when you need my help.”

    “Uh-huh.” Lin Jingyi nodded slightly.

    Recess ended, everyone in the class returned to the classroom, and the quiet classroom was suddenly noisy.

    Cheng Ming also finally began to live alone at the same table.

    The next class is still Lian Zhang Yuan’s class.

    Last night did not overnight liver code, the first two classes to make up for the sleep, Cheng Ming this class on the contrary, not sleepy, took out the ideology and moral character and history books, these two subjects are usually open book, but the midterm exam seems to be closed book.

    There are good things about both open and closed book, some people feel that open book is good they can do it without memorizing, some people feel that closed book is less difficult and the questions are more direct, they don’t beat around the bush and ask you in circles.

    If you are not familiar with the knowledge of the open book, you may not be able to find it even if you turn the book upside down.

    But open-books can bring the kind of booklet that summarizes knowledge points, which is a godsend, and is easier than flipping around with six textbooks.

    Ideas Mingde since needless to say, Cheng Ming feels that he is good at reading summarized knowledge points, and the kind of open questions, the textbook does not have a standard answer to the topic is even more of his strength as a reborn person, open his mouth.

    History is also more enjoyable to read, and as one gets older, one becomes more interested in this history stuff.

    It would be nice if languages didn’t have to memorize ancient poems, alas ……

    Physics and Chemistry side to find Jing Jing to get study notes is good, have a serious study childhood friend is really good.

    “Chen Ziyi, Cheng Ming, you both come up to the blackboard and do this problem so that the class can see your solutions.”

    Suddenly named by the teacher, Cheng Ming stood up with lack of interest.

    Again, he was asked to do the finale question, fortunately Cheng Ming had long anticipated that Lian Zhangyuan would come to this trick, his multiple choice fill in the blank questions and some simple calculations to answer the questions were copied from Lin Jingyi, but the only thing that took time to do was the last question.

    Cheng Ming and Chen Ziyi stood on the left and right sides of the blackboard respectively with chalk heads, Cheng Ming’s side progressed quickly, swish swish swish a few lines of formulas down, he didn’t write the process of calculations, he directly wrote the results.

    Cheng Ming patted the chalk dust on his hands, already finished, and glanced at Chen Ziyi’s progress.

    Only halfway through the writing, the two of them were in agreement on the solution to the problem. Although Cheng Ming had other solutions, they had to be solved with middle school knowledge.

    However, Chen Ziyi was not as lazy as Cheng Ming in skipping steps, but honestly wrote out every step of the calculation.

    Chen Ziyi glared viciously at Cheng Ming and directly pinched off the chalk head.

    Cheng Ming returned to his seat with a puzzled look on his face.

    “Both students got it right, but I still want to focus on criticizing Cheng Ming, you can’t be lazy and try to be fast in doing math problems. Otherwise, you will easily make mistakes, and you should know that our answer questions are given points according to the steps. If you omit the steps, even if your result is right, you may be deducted points.”

    “So write out every step, even if you accidentally miscalculate later, you’ll still get step points, and writing out every step also makes it easier to check where you made a mistake, Cheng Ming, do you understand?”

    “I know.” Cheng Ming replied breathlessly, this was completely being used as a counterpoint ah.

    Defeated mood, Cheng Ming is not interested in reviewing, rummage through the book bag, surprisingly found the weekend in the library tube borrowed martial arts novels, once picked up can not put down.

    The time flew by and one reading was a lesson.

    Just after the bell rang, Wang Hao pointed in the direction of the restroom and asked, “Cheng Ming, go, go to the restroom together?”

    “Yeah.”

    The backward men’s restroom was still one long urinal with no urinal, and some of the boys’ dicks were so ashamed that they ran over to the squatting pit to pee, at least there was a short wall to keep them out.

    Wang Hao’s excitement of playing the game with the plug-in hadn’t dissipated yet, and he planned to invite Cheng Ming to go to an internet cafe with him at noon.

    At noon, I still have to accompany my sister to eat a big meal, and the reason why Cheng Ming is not at home to eat today is that he intends to go to the hospital to see how the mental state of Shen Xiao’s sister, Shen Xi, but don’t think of not being able to do it before Cheng Ming puts together the medical fees, Cheng Ming returned to the classroom and saw a girl who was not very familiar with him sitting in his seat, holding a novel with a yellow book cover in his hand, and his heart stuttered.

    What’s with this guy? Don’t interfere with my peaceful and comfortable school life.

    Cheng Ming’s hands were propped up on his desk, barely squeezing out a smile as he asked, “Fellow student Chen Ziyi, may I ask what you’re doing sitting in my seat?”

    The name in conjunction with the name and then the classmates can be a very alienating way to address them.

    “Cheng Ming, it’s really you who borrowed all the next books of the novels in the city library, I thought I had the same name at first.” Chen Ziyi said as she crossed her legs and patted the book.

    “You just want to disgust me on purpose? Seeing as I borrowed the first book of the novel, you borrowed all the second book of the novel?”

    “So it was you who borrowed the last book, and I wondered how come none of the books were in the library tube.”

    “You didn’t even read the first book before you checked out the next one, what’s that for if not to be disgusting, I get it, you’re just trying to get my attention aren’t you? You boys love to tease girls, it’s a good thing you knew I checked out a book from the library, tsk ……”

    “Uh.”

    Cheng Ming was dumbfounded, this woman was too narcissistic, wasn’t she?

    It wasn’t like Cheng Ming could say that he had read these novels long ago in his previous life, and now he was just revisiting the classics by borrowing them.

    But Chen Ziyi does have narcissistic capital, good learning, good family, good-looking, from a young age, but also exudes the aura of the uninhabited, but also do not know how many have been rejected by her confessions, it is not surprising that she has this aspect of the conjecture.

    Cheng Ming was fond of teasing and molesting girls yes. But this is limited to the sister ah, Jing Jing ah, and Zhao Ren this kind of harmless, at most angry bite, this can be called punishment? This is called a reward.

    Chen Ziyi This kind of girl who looks like trouble and has a deep background Cheng Ming does not want to get involved at all.

    “I know, you take all these novels. But they have to be returned to me within a month, I’ll return them to the library, and they can’t be broken, so I’ll write you a loan note.”

    Cheng Ming tore off his homework paper, picked up a pen and began to write an IOU.

    “No need.”

    Chen Ziyi grabbed the homework paper and tore it up and threw it into a trash can.

    “I’ll just read it on your side, it’s bad if I bring it home to read, my mom will probably burn these unprofessional books.”

    “Anyway, you’re just being lustful and deliberately generous, trying to win me over, and trying to contact me under the guise of an IOU to get me to return the book.”

    “The next step would be to try to get my home phone number, then call my home and ask where it is to come to me to get the book, and if I said that, you, who already knew where my home was, would say that I’m already in the neighborhood, it’s very close, and come upstairs yourself, and then logically pay a visit to my home to meet the parents, and even enter my bedroom! “

    “If I didn’t say anything, you’d be able to meet me outside of school and have nothing to say, right? I’ve been reading your mind for a long time, so don’t think that just because you can do a few big math problems and read novels that you can share a common language with me.”

    Indeed there are no words, the old lasagna, just do not know that they are in the subterranean layer, worthy of the honor students, thinking out of the box, and think more than ordinary people.

    “Whatever, it’s almost time for class, can you go back to your seat now?”

    Chen Ziyi put down her novel and got up with a disgusted pat on her butt, a crumpled piece of homework paper sitting on the bench.

    Chen Ziyi took two steps, then turned her life around and turned back to throw this homework paper into the trash can.

    “Hmph, no homework paper left for you.”

    Damn, this woman, she really owes a lesson.

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