After being targeted by scheming green tea

Chapter 6

It's still early, and only half of the class is here.Jing Yuwen sat back in his seat and took out last night's homework from his schoolbag one by one.

Xiang Siye followed behind him, and kicked Jing Yuwen's butt as soon as he sat back in his seat.

"Wanna see?"

Jing Yuwen was busy doing his homework and didn't turn his head: "Don't read it."

"Ambitious."

Although Jing Yuwen's grades are poor, he has a habit of not writing or copying other people's labor results. Moreover, because the school has just started, the teacher does not assign a lot of homework, and he came relatively early, plus a morning self-study The time, probably can finish the homework.

The number of people in the class gradually increased, and I don’t know who got the gossip that “the grandson of the grade teacher has a fever and was hospitalized, and he can’t come to the school for self-study early today to patrol.” As soon as the words came out, the class exploded in an instant. You can say anything.

Looking at the math problems on the test paper, Jing Yuwen always felt that the train of thought was right in front of him, but every time he started to write, his mind was filled with commotion. He frowned and bit the flesh on the side of his lower lip, feeling a little irritable.

A kick was sent to Siye from behind, he just wanted to solve the problem now, and he didn't have time to pay attention to this King B.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Xiang Siye could only turn sideways and call his deskmate: "Fan Jia, give it to him."

Xiang Siye handed Fan Jia a small transparent plastic box with two black earplugs inside. Fan Jia nodded, took it, and put it on Jing Yuwen's desk.

"Xiang Siye gave it to you."

Jing Yuwen was stunned for a second, then turned around: "Thank you."

Xiang Siye raised her thin lips, said nothing, but raised her eyebrows at him.

Jing Yuwen drooped his eyelids: "This makes you even more cheap."

Xiang Siye smiled: "Keep writing, don't stop."

Jing Yuwen pouted.

He put on the earplugs, not to mention, it really worked, and it was as if he was cut off from the world in an instant, and the disturbances around him were just a fleeting moment.

After a while, Jing Yuwen closed his math homework and was about to change his biology homework, but when he looked up, he saw a person coming in at the door of the class.

The man was not wearing a school uniform, but he looked like a student. He was about the same height as Jing Yuwen, with a thin body, fluffy hair that was a bit naturally curly, and wearing a pair of glasses with gold wire frames. He was casually dressed in a white shirt and light blue baggy jeans.

Everyone thought that this person was a student who went to the wrong class, and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he strode up to the podium, looked up at the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard, and covered his mouth in surprise: "Yeah, there are still 270 The college entrance examination is coming up?"

The class suddenly fell silent. Jing Yuwen took off an earplug and watched the man perform on the podium.

"Oh, what should I do? What if I can't pass the college entrance examination?" The man suddenly looked stunned: "Huh? Why should I worry? You are the ones who want to take the college entrance examination."

Jing Yuwen probably guessed it. If nothing else, this dramatist should be his head teacher——Wen Qin.

Wen Qin pretended to be relaxed and gloated: "Oh, I already have a job, but you guys, what can you do if you can't get into college? It's too difficult to find a partner or a job."

He thought for a while, and then said: "I went to a school to recruit toilet cleaners, why don't you ask me after graduation?"

The few students who were the most lovable just now suddenly lowered their heads.

A voice suddenly popped out of the silence: "Teacher, we are wrong, we should study now."

Wen Qin smiled: "It's still too late to know what's wrong. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wen Qin. I'm your head teacher and a Chinese teacher. I used to work in teaching in the capital. Because of a sudden situation yesterday, I didn't have time I apologize to you for seeing you for the first time. In order for me to get to know you better in the future, let’s introduce ourselves first in this morning self-study, starting from the front door first, and then going backwards.”

According to the order Wen Qin said, Jing Yuwen was the penultimate one. He didn't think about anything and continued to do his homework with earplugs on.

When it was his turn, he was still obsessed with his homework. Just as Fan Jia wanted to raise his hand to remind him, Xiang Siye got up: "I'll do it first."

When Jing Yuwen came to his senses, Xiang Siye had already stepped onto the podium, picked up a chalk and wrote three beautiful big characters "Xiang Siye" on the blackboard. I have to say that his writing on the blackboard was powerful and beautiful, and it was very beautiful to read. Jing Yuwen was a little envious.

Wen Qin stroked his chin: "You are Simiao's younger brother."

Xiang Siye smiled slightly, nodded, and then returned to his seat. The last one was Jing Yuwen.

He ran to the podium, thinking that he would also be cool, picked up a piece of chalk without hesitation, and wrote his name—Jing Yuwen—beside Xiang Siye.

In the last row by the window, the corner of the boy's mouth curled up imperceptibly.

Wen Qin looked at Jing Yuwen on the podium, thoughtfully: "You are Jing Yuwen."

Jing Yuwen was puzzled: "You know me?"

Wen Qin smiled, put his hands behind his back, and glanced at the row by the window: "I heard someone mention you."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen didn't have much doubts about this. After all, in the past two years of high school, with his lively level, there were very few people in the whole school who didn't know him even in the first grade.

When he returned to his seat, the first thing he did was to look back at his chic writing on the blackboard.He felt good about himself just now, but after a long distance, he realized that next to Xiang Siye's writing on the blackboard, his own was a pile of shit!

The bastard behind him kicked his ass again, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek. Damn it, if the head teacher wasn't there, he would have beaten the bastard up and down.

In the next second, a small ball of paper landed on his desk, and when he took it apart, there were a few strong words written on it: Do you want me to teach you how to write on the blackboard?

Jing Yuwen frowned, picked up a pen and wrote a large character on it: Get lost.Then threw it back angrily.

After the whole round of self-introduction, the bell rang for the end of the morning self-study get out of class, and the class representatives appointed by the teachers of each subject immediately began to collect homework.

Jing Yuwen handed over his homework one by one to the class representatives of each subject. When the English class representative came over, he was stupid and hadn't finished his English homework yet.

The English class representative is Liang Xiao, a girl with two braids. She hugged a stack of English homework and said with a smile, "It's okay. There are too many people handing in today. She won't find out if I don't report you."

Jing Yuwen thought for a while: "Give me my name."

Jing Yuwen has been with Ma Yan for two years, and he knows Ma Yan's habits well. Once in the second year of high school, he failed to hand in his homework, and the class representative had a good relationship with him, so he didn't report his name.

Liang Xiao pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay then."

Finish talking and collect the homework later.

Zhou Hong handed in his homework in a regular manner, and when Liang Xiao went to look at Xiang Siye, Xiang Siye casually flipped through his homework and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I didn't write it down. Remember my name, class representative."

Zhou Hong moved closer to him, looked at the clean and tidy characters, and wondered: "Aren't you..."

Xiang Siye suddenly put his arms around Zhou Hong's neck, and covered his mouth: "Zhou Hong's hairstyle is very handsome today, oh, remember my name, I'm sorry."

"No trouble."

Liang Xiao looked at the two of them in embarrassment and confusion, and then wrote down the names of Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye on the paper.

Jing Yuwen turned sideways, leaning his arms on the edge of the table, resting the back of his head with his palms: "You didn't write either?"

Xiang Siye let go of Zhou Hong, tilted his head and smiled: "Yes, I forgot to write."

Jing Yuwen curled his lips: "Cut, I haven't finished writing it yet, and you still ask me if I can read it. Xianggou, will you die if you don't pretend to be aggressive?"

Xiang Siye chuckled: "You think it will."

After speaking, he got up and walked out.

Jing Yuwen also wanted to make up for English homework, so that Ma Yan's punishment would be lighter at least, but he was so lucky that he taught English in the first class.

Ma Yan rushed into the class angrily, and slapped the textbook on the table: "Okay, on the second day of school, the students all completed their homework seriously, but there were two masters who didn't even write their English homework." .”

If you think about it with your toes, everyone can know that the first one is Jing Yuwen, but everyone doesn't know the second one, and they all ask each other about the people around them.

"is it you?"

"No, I thought it was you."

"How dare I."

......

Amidst the suspicion, Jing Yuwen covered his face.

Ma Yan said again: "Laughing, still laughing Xiang Siye, why did you become depraved after entering the third year of high school?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Xiang Siye for a moment.

Xiang Siye had an indifferent expression on his face: "Do you want to go out and stand, teacher?"

Jing Yuwen:?

Jing Yuwen wanted to cry, but Xiang Siye was such a pig teammate. With Ma Yan's temper, they could have been allowed to stay in the class, but when he said this, they had to stand outside attend lectures.

Sure enough, the next second, Ma Yan said: "Okay, you two, go out and stand."

Xiang Siye kicked Jing Yuwen, and whispered, "Let's go."

Jing Yuwen turned to look at Xiang Siye with a sad face, wishing to kill this guy with his eyes!Xiang Siye still smiled at him?

Ma Yan urged the two of them: "Don't be stupefied, the two masters, grab your books and invite them outside."

As soon as Jing Yuwen came out, the first thing he did was hold the book and hit Xiang Siye's head.

He whispered: "You idiot, why do you say you have nothing to provoke her? Otherwise, the two of us can stay in it safely for a class."

Xiang Siye was indifferent: "How boring is English class?"

"It's more interesting than standing outside right now, and you're going to drag me to your mother's death."

"I think it's very interesting to stand outside with you." Xiang Siye paused, and then said, "By the way, you haven't thanked me for giving you earplugs."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Didn't I say thank you?"

Xiang Siye smiled, Jing Yuwen felt that this smile really looked like a hooligan.

"If I don't accept it, it doesn't count."

Jing Yuwen's brain was running fast, and he thought to himself: This guy doesn't want to take back his promise to buy me a semester of Coke, does he?

So, he was confident: "Don't think about you, if you go back on your word, I will block you immediately when you go back!"

Xiang Siye didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you thinking? I'm not that stingy."

Jing Yuwen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what do you want to do?"

Xiang Siye raised the corner of his lips: "How about a promise with your body?"

"I didn't see it, Xianggou, you are actually a sullen person." Jing Yuwen rolled up a book in a calm manner, and hooked his index finger towards Siye: "Xianggou, get closer to me."

"Hey, good."

Xiang Siye got closer to him, and Jing Yuwen aimed at his head.

"I've seen you as a hooligan for a long time. How dare you expose the body of the gluttonous master. I think you are lawless."

Xiang Siye didn't fight back, just said: "Okay, I don't dare."

Jing Yuwen put away the book: "That's about the same."

Standing outside, he always felt that he had forgotten something. He recalled what happened before he was punished to stand yesterday afternoon. Yesterday Liu Ping asked him to go to the art building, but he forgot. The book was photographed in Xiang Siye's hand.

"Help me take it back, I'll go to the art building."

"Oh."

After speaking, he went downstairs.