The person in front was clearly an old hand. After putting on his shoes, he stood up steadily. However, he slipped out as soon as he exerted a little force. Yuan Jing's eyes showed a little disappointment. Zhou Hengjun sneered and his shoulders shook.
Although this person appears to be two-faced, it's obvious that he seldom goes out to play. Who would study other people's skating with the same seriousness as they do exercises, only to find that others have already left before they learn anything?
"If you call me brother, I will teach you how to slide."
"Okay, Brother Zhou." Yuan Jing called him decisively. There was nothing shameful about this. He offered him a pair of shoes. "Brother Zhou, your shoes."
When he really called him brother, Zhou Hengjun felt disappointed. He didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all when he was called so bluntly. This person was not reserved at all. Had he been coveting his "beauty" for a long time?
But he couldn't break his promise since he had already been asked. So Zhou Hengjun put on his skates with a sour face and reached out to Yuan Jing who was also wearing skates: "Hold my hand tight, I'll take you to skate."
Yuan Jing decisively put his hand into Zhou Hengjun's hand, but was labeled as unreserved by the latter in his mind.
But Zhou Hengjun didn't move, staring at Qiao Yuanjing with dead eyes. Yuanjing looked over in confusion. Zhou Hengjun said unhappily: "Let go of your other hand. How can I lead you if you're holding the railing?"
"Oh? Oh, sorry, I forgot." Yuan Jing quickly let go of his hand and apologized.
A coward, Zhou Hengjun gave Qiao Yuanjing a second label in his heart.
As soon as Yuan Jing loosened his hands, his body began to shake, and he screamed and was about to fall forward. Zhou Hengjun happened to be in front of him, so he fell with him. However, Yuan Jing himself fell into Zhou Hengjun's arms, and with Zhou Hengjun serving as a cushion, he was not in any danger.
There were people watching nearby. When they saw the two men falling into a heap, they burst into laughter. Zhou Hengjun's forehead veins were throbbing and he growled, "Why don't you get up quickly?" What's the point of relying on him?
Yuan Jing himself felt that he had miscalculated. He saw others sliding around easily, but only when he got on the field himself did he realize the difficulty involved. In order to strike a good balance, necessary training was still needed.
However, Zhou Hengjun wanted to see himself make a fool of himself, but he ended up being embarrassed along with himself, which was also an unexpected gain.
Yuan Jing laughed in his heart, but when he looked up he looked innocent: "Sorry, sorry, I got you into trouble. Brother Zhou, what do you think I should do? I'm going to fall down again if I stand up."
"Hold on to the railing and stand up slowly." Zhou Hengjun shouted with a flushed face. The man looked thin and quite shorter than him, but the weight was not light and now it was all on him. Was he feeling good?
"Okay, Brother Zhou, please bear with it for now. I'll give it a try." Yuan Jing felt that Zhou Hengjun in this life was much more interesting, and he couldn't help but want to tease him when he saw him.
Very good, after grabbing the railing, he finally stood up successfully. Without Yuan Jing's burden, Zhou Hengjun also stood up neatly without the need for external force. However, this time he didn't dare to ask Yuan Jing to let go of the railing and let him lead him. He just grabbed one of his hands and let him hold the railing with the other hand, and slowly slid along the edge to get a feel for it.
While teaching him, I couldn't help but scold him for being so stupid.
Yuan Jing focused on his feet and replied, "I'm stupid? This is the first time I've heard someone call me stupid. Will you do better than me in this midterm exam?"
Zhou Hengjun was stuck, remembering that Qiao Yuanjing was not only the representative of the chemistry class, but also ranked first in the class in the previous monthly exam. Don't ask him how he knew about it when he doesn't care about anything. If you ask, it's because others told him, he didn't deliberately ask about it.
But he quickly found a rebuttal: "Nerd, can you skate? Can you play basketball or football? Can you play games? Look at you, you're nothing but a boiled chicken."
This is quite venomous, but Yuan Jing felt that he was provoked by it, and took two steps forward and said, "Oh, so you are simple-minded but strong-limbed?"
"Aha, the nerd has also learned to curse. Don't think I don't know you are cursing me. It's because I don't want to learn it. If I really learn it, can you still sit in the first place? I am omnipotent, you know?" Zhou Hengjun despised him.
Yuan Jing rolled his eyes, looking unconvinced: "That's what you said. It won't be too late to say it when you really beat me. Who can't say empty words? You are just bragging."
Zhou Hengjun was furious. How could a nerd be so sharp-tongued? No, this nerd has been like this since he met him. His true nature was revealed only in front of him, but he pretended to be a good student in front of others.
Seeing Zhou Hengjun glaring at him angrily, if his gaze could materialize, Zhou Hengjun would have glared a few holes in his body. Yuan Jing snickered in his heart: "I thought you would say you would take the test for me and slap your results in my face."
"Let's take the test. Let's see what you have to say then. Just skate by yourself. You are so capable anyway." Zhou Hengjun left Yuan Jing behind and skated out by himself. He came out to have fun. Why stare at this nerd Qiao Yuanjing? Let him see what a skate master is. Let him be envious and jealous.
Yuan Jing simply stopped and grabbed the railing to admire Zhou Hengjun's ice skating performance. Although this man was impatient, he still told him some little tricks, and he was able to slowly get the feel for it.
I have to say, throughout the whole game, Zhou Hengjun was the best and fastest skater. The purple hair on his head was not that outstanding because there were other players with yellow and red hair in the field.
Zhou Hengjun seemed to be enjoying the almost flying feeling while gliding quickly. Even when he glided past Yuan Jing, he gave him a provocative and disdainful look, looking particularly childish.
Yuan Jing, who was always steady and calm, wanted to join Zhou Hengjun when he saw him like this, so he started to learn seriously. With his skills and sense of balance, plus his courage, it didn't take long for him to let go of the railing and slowly slide along the edge.
Suddenly, someone stopped beside him. Yuan Jing knew without even looking that Zhou Hengjun was here. Sure enough, his voice that made people want to be beaten sounded again: "Little bookworm, you learned it so quickly. Not bad. It doesn't seem so bad. Do you want me to take you to the middle to skate?"
Wanting to see himself make a fool of himself again, Yuan Jing slid carefully while saying, "As long as you are not afraid of me carrying you and making you fall again, you can carry me."
Zhou Hengjun snorted, then suddenly grabbed Yuan Jing's hand and started sliding with him, thinking that Yuan Jing would scream in fright, but there was no sound. Turning back, he saw Yuan Jing looking at him with a smile. Zhou Hengjun wanted to grit his teeth again. How could this man have the ability to make him angry?
That afternoon, Yuan Jing finally learned how to ice skate. As expected, he fell twice during the process. Zhou Hengjun was of course unable to dodge and continued to serve as a cushion for Yuan Jing, causing him to grimace in pain.
Yuan Jing had seen through this guy. He spoke harshly, but he volunteered to be the meat cushion.
Coming out of the skating rink, Yuan Jing said with a smile: "You teach me how to skate, and then I'll treat you to barbecue."
"I even fell three times, and you just gave me a meal of barbecued skewers to get rid of me?" Zhou Hengjun said with a sour face.
"The three meals?"
"This... I'll think about it again. Anyway, I can't let you off so easily." Zhou Hengjun wanted to agree without thinking that he couldn't let Qiao Yuanjing, a nerd, off easily. But when he thought that Qiao Yuanjing's family might not be that well-off, where would he get so much pocket money to treat him to food? So he stopped.
"Okay, tell me when you've made up your mind. I still owe you two anyway, right?"
"Yes." Zhou Hengjun became happy again. Anyway, the little nerd owed him a debt, which made him happy.
To be honest, the little nerd learned to skate quite quickly. It was not like he had never seen a novice skater who could skate smoothly on his own an hour after his first try. It seemed that the little nerd was not an underdeveloped motor nerve nerd.
After eating skewers and drinking some beer, Zhou Hengjun confirmed once again that he didn't hate Qiao Yuanjing that much.
At this time, a cell phone rang. Yuan Jing held a bunch of grilled chicken wings in his hand and raised his chin to Zhou Hengjun: "It's your cell phone ringing, aren't you going to answer it?"
Zhou Hengjun put down the skewers and took out his phone from his pocket. He frowned slightly when he saw the name on it, then answered the call and said, "Uncle, I'm having dinner with my classmates outside. I'll go back by myself after dinner."
"No, why are you so annoying? I'll go back by myself. It's just a classmate you don't know."
"Alright, alright, I get it. Are you nagging me? I'm hanging up now."
Yuan Jing became curious about Zhou Hengjun's situation. Judging from his situation in school, one of his family members should have been transferred to their city government, and the position was not low, otherwise Hou Xurui would not have to try to please Zhou Hengjun like that. Zhou Hengjun should have come to this city with his family and transferred to their class.
But the one calling him now was his uncle? The one who came to the city to take up the post was his uncle? What about his parents?
"I'm almost done eating. Let's go home. Your family is waiting for you." Yuan Jing took a tissue to wipe his mouth and handed one to Zhou Hengjun.
Zhou Hengjun took it casually, stood up and said, "Let's go, no one is waiting for me."
Considering the boy's self-esteem, Yuan Jing did not continue asking. To Zhou Hengjun, he was just a classmate he had just met not long ago. Anyway, they still had time to spend together and he would be able to figure it out.
Perhaps because he was talking about his family, Zhou Hengjun's spirits dropped a lot. He walked in front alone with his head down, kicking pebbles on the road as he walked.
A black car slid up to them and stopped. The window rolled down and a head popped out: "Hengjun, so you are here. Is this your classmate?"
Zhou Hengjun walked over and looked down at the people in the car: "Why are you here?"
The man in the car opened the door and walked out: "I happened to be walking along this road and saw someone on the side of the road who looked like you, so I stopped to take a look. It was really you." The young elite man, who looked to be about 30 years old, looked at Yuan Jing and smiled, "You must be Hengjun's classmate. This is Hengjun's first time hanging out with his classmates here. Hello, I'm Hengjun's uncle Yao Qiongming."
After seeing Yuan Jing's appearance, Yao Qiongming felt relieved. He knew at first glance that this young man was a good student who was different from his nephew. What made him happiest was that his nephew took the initiative to make friends.
Moreover, when they first met, Yao Qiongming felt that Qiao Yuanjing looked familiar, but perhaps all good students looked so well-behaved, and his nephew was a bad student.
"Uncle Yao, hello, I'm Qiao Yuanjing, Zhou Hengjun's classmate." Yuanjing called him very politely.
Zhou Hengjun snorted. He had opinions about his uncle and Yuan Jing. He pretended to be a good boy, but the elders were most susceptible to his tricks. He was a two-faced little fox.
In Zhou Hengjun's mind, Yuan Jing transformed from a little nerd to a little fox.
"Uncle, aren't you busy with official duties? You just do your thing, and we'll take a walk by ourselves." Zhou Hengjun pulled Yuan Jing and was about to leave.
"Wait." Yao Qiongming called out to the host, "I'm done with my work today. Where is Xiao Qiao's home? Let's take you home first, and then I'll take Hengjun home with me."
"No, no, I can call a taxi myself."
"Let's go. You can call me Uncle Yao for nothing. Get in. It won't take long. Hengjun also wants to spend more time with Xiaoqiao, right?" Yao Qiongming said as he enthusiastically pulled Yuan Jing into the car. Seeing this, Zhou Hengjun could only snort again and followed reluctantly.
Yuan Jing reported a location, and Yao Qiongming, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked the driver to go to this address first.
Lincheng is not big and is a very quiet ancient city, so it didn't take long to arrive at the gate of the community where Yuan Jing lived. Yuan Jing got out of the car, stood there and waved goodbye to them, and watched the car drive away before turning back into the community.
Seeing that his nephew seemed to be ignoring people, Yao Qiongming temporarily suppressed the thought of finding out about Qiao Yuanjing's situation. As long as his nephew was willing to make friends, it was a good thing. It was obvious that the child was a good one.
"How do you feel about this midterm exam? If you do well, your uncle will give you a reward."
Zhou Hengjun turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, but he didn't look at his uncle or answer.
Yao Qiongming sighed inwardly, knowing that his nephew must not have done well in the exam. No, it should be said that he was unwilling to study hard for the exam. Yao Qiongming thought that after the test results came out in two days, he would call his nephew's class teacher to ask about the situation, and also ask Qiao Yuanjing by the way. If Qiao Yuanjing's results were good, he would help his nephew move his seat.
Because Yuan Jing told Qiao's parents on the phone that he was having dinner out, they were not worried about him coming back a little late. As for his test scores, they would definitely not be bad. Asking about them now would only add pressure to the child.
When he went to school again, the test results came out. When the score list was posted, Wei Hao came back after looking at it and grabbed Yuan Jing and shouted exaggeratedly: "You beast, you are actually number one, first in the class and first in the grade!"
"Bah! Qiao Yuanjing is a top student. What does that have to do with animals?"
"Qiao Yuanjing, thank you for lending me the copied notes. My grades have improved this time."
"Yeah, me too."
Wei Hao also laughed. He was the first to get the moon because he was close to the water. His academic ranking also improved. When he saw Yuan Jing looking at him, he rushed over and said, "Yuan Jing, I was wrong. You are not a beast. You are a top student. You are a god of study. God of study Qiao, you have to take me with you."
How could he forget that Qiao Yuanjing is now his golden thigh and he must not be offended.
Yuan Jing was amused and pushed his head to the side. The guy fell down with an exaggerated expression.
Zhou Hengjun who was sitting at the back curled his lips. The little nerd actually got first place in the grade. It seems that he lived up to the name of nerd.
But seeing his deskmate playing around with Yuan Jing, he felt that his deskmate was too annoying. Humph, he really wasn't reserved. He had clearly been eyeing his body before...
Huh? What is he thinking about? Zhou Hengjun slapped his head repeatedly to get rid of this incredible thought. He was being led astray by this little fox.
Yuan Jing's result this time is enough to show that the improvement in the previous monthly exam was not accidental or lucky, but the result of years of accumulation. He has found a learning method that really suits him. Among them, teacher Yang is the happiest. Qiao Yuanjing has given her such a big surprise. This is the student she has brought up. If she can get good results in the college entrance examination in the senior year of high school, her professional title may be further improved.
Yao Qiongming was very concerned about his nephew's situation. He took time out that day to call Teacher Yang to ask about his nephew's grades. As he expected, Zhou Hengjun ranked last in the class. When he asked Qiao Yuanjing, he found out that he was first in the grade. Yao Qiongming was very surprised and delighted.
"Teacher Yang, can you help Hengjun move his seat so that he can sit at the same table with Qiao Yuanjing? This child is unwilling to study. If there is a good role model, he will change."
Teacher Yang was in a dilemma. The impact was mutual. She was also afraid that Qiao Yuanjing would be led astray by Zhou Hengjun. "I have to ask Qiao Yuanjing for his own opinion on this matter."
"This is what I should do. I know my request was a bit excessive and caused trouble for Teacher Yang."
Teacher Yang felt more comfortable with the other party's politeness. He turned around and asked someone to call Yuan Jing over. He told him about the seat change and asked for his opinion. Although Teacher Yang didn't say it explicitly, he hoped that Yuan Jing would refuse. Yuan Jing knew that it was Uncle Yao's fault and said, "I don't care. Teacher, don't worry. I won't let my grades drop."
"Okay, if your ranking drops in the next monthly exam, I will transfer you back."
"Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Before the parents' meeting, Teacher Yang adjusted the seats in the class. Qiao Yuanjing was moved to the back. There was no other way because Zhou Hengjun was too tall. If he was moved to the front, he would block the students at the back from seeing the blackboard. Wei Hao got a new deskmate. Seeing Qiao Yuanjing move to the back, he had a sad face and said he would hold on to his golden thigh tightly, but the thigh ran away to someone else's house.
"What are you doing? Don't we go to school together? And we are in the same class. Do you think we are parting forever?"
"Oh, yes, hehe, the thighs are still there." Wei Hao's mood immediately turned from gloomy to cheerful, and he was ready to welcome his new deskmate.
Zhou Hengjun was obviously very happy, but he had a sullen face, as if he was very reluctant to have someone sit at the same table with him. He knew in his heart that it must be his uncle's work, and his uncle was really meddling in other people's business.
Yuan Jing cleaned up his desk and saw Zhou Hengjun's test paper lying next to him. He took it and flipped through it, then chuckled twice. Zhou Hengjun, who was lying there, suddenly recalled what he said when they were skating that day. He raised his head abruptly, snatched the test paper, and said with a red face, "This one doesn't count. The test was over when we talked that day."
"Okay, I'll wait until next time. How about the final exam?"
Zhou Hengjun snorted arrogantly. Would he lose to this little fox?
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