All the students at No. 1 Middle School were stunned.
He Jing said calmly, "It's been a long time since I played, I'm out of practice, it's yours."
What's the point of playing this game?!
The man with brown spots believed he could never reach that level in eight lifetimes, so he immediately conceded defeat, and the bet ended in failure.
...
After leaving the club, He Jing crossed the road back to the other side to wait for the bus home.
She bought a bottle of orange juice, received four coins in change, put them into her frog wallet, and carefully stored them away.
A handsome, tall young man stood beside her, like a guardian angel shielding her from the gaze of other men, and said, "I'll take you home."
He Jing didn't seem to want to talk, and said absentmindedly with her head down, "No need."
Yan Hanxi picked up her backpack strap and pulled her and her backpack together in front of him, saying, "Good student, you provoked me first this time."
He Jing looked up and said irritably, "Don't you know why I provoked you?"
If he hadn't been in that kind of place right under her nose, why would she have gone to the trouble of disguising herself to go in? Putting aside the fictional tropes that prevented her from taking the plunge, it was also her duty as a mentally mature adult to supervise the future of the nation's youth and ensure they didn't go astray...
Yan Hanxi chuckled: "So, in order to uphold school discipline, you're willing to lie and go in to find me? You're a model student; you should be nominated for one of the top ten in the country."
He Jing felt that there was nothing wrong with her being named one of the top ten, as she was originally upright, positive, and motivated.
Yan Hanxi continued, "Since you want to part ways with me, fine, let's settle the score first for you calling the police on me and for claiming to be my mother."
He Jing had already thought it through and remained very calm: "I have no money, but you can take my life."
Yan Hanxi realized that the girl in front of him was incredibly bold and unyielding.
He couldn't help but compromise, suppressing the itch in his heart, and said in a deep voice like the strings of a G major lyre, "Give me a chance?"
He Jing: "..."
Give me a hammer.
Too lazy to pay any more attention to this human-shaped flirting device, He Jing simply put in her coin and boarded the bus as soon as it arrived.
Yan Hanxi remained in place with his hands in his pockets, not going against her wishes to actually stick to her, but simply smiled with pleasure.
...
The next day, He Jing went to school early and saw Yan Hanxi sitting conspicuously in her seat.
He seemed full of energy. He turned around at the sound and greeted me with a light smile: "Good morning, model student."
All the girls in the class glanced in their direction.
He Jing said expressionlessly, "Make way."
Her seat is inside.
Yan Hanxi raised an eyebrow and moved one leg away.
He Jing sat down smoothly, and then heard the homeroom teacher at the door say, "He Jing, please bring your homework to the office before class."
He Jing's expression hardened. She put down her schoolbag, took out her duty roster and yesterday's homework, and said to Yan Hanxi, "Make way."
This time, Yan Hanxi wouldn't give in. She propped her leg up on the desk, her smile obvious: "I haven't handed in my homework yet, aren't you going to take it?"
oh--
She forgot even if I didn't tell her.
He Jing stretched out her hand and said coldly, "Homework."
Yan Hanxi looked at her fair and delicate hands and the clean and neat lines of her palms, and smiled gently. Her laughter was like a feather tickling one's heart: "Good student, the school bully's homework is not so easy to collect. Why don't you think of a way?"
Think of something.
He Jing asked, "Do you think that this will prevent me from getting out?"
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