Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Ying was about to open her door when she was stopped by Zhou Shiyan, who had a meaningful look in her eyes.
When no one answered, the people outside started banging harder and harder, as if breaking the door.
"Chen Jin, I know you are inside. Just be quiet. If you don't open the door, I will call you teacher."
The girl's voice was rough and full of energy, but in the next moment she became hysterical, "Why did you throw away the breakfast I gave you? Will you die if you take one bite?!"
Wen Ying was startled and glanced at Chen Jin. His expression was cold, and the tail of his eyes were terrifyingly sharp when he wasn't smiling.
Seeing that he didn't respond, another probing and cautious voice came: "...Chen Jin, Tingting has been getting up at 5:30 every day to buy pancakes for you since junior high school. There is no credit but hard work, can you..."
"cannot."
Chen Jin leaned there casually and spoke in an unassuming tone. Wen Ying could imagine the girl's heart-breaking look through the door.
"I say Qu Manting, please stop pestering Brother Jin. He really has no feelings for you."
Pan Bo sighed and persuaded, "He likes the girls he likes even if they fire firecrackers. If he doesn't feel it, it will be useless even if the seven fairies descend to earth."
As expected, there was no sound outside the door.
Just when everyone thought she gave up and left.
Qu Manting asked in a tearful voice: "Chen Jin, what do you like? I can change it for you!"
Chen Jin played with the red potion on his fingertips casually, as if he was not stingy. He looked up and stared at the ceiling for a while before saying:
"I like people who don't have me in their hearts."
Neither of them expected at that time that his words to dismiss the harasser would later turn out to be a prophecy.
The teacher from the medical office watched Wen Ying take the oral glucose solution and fed her a few pieces of cake before letting her go.
As soon as the door opened, Qu Manting outside saw the two people in the same room. She pointed at Wen Ying and asked, "Chen Jin, did you reject me because of her?"
"Whatever you think."
The low and impatient voice disappeared with the wind.
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"Chen Jin's mouth is too venomous. This is already the fifth time this week. Even Qu Manting was made to cry by him!"
Sang Mian sighed, "I heard that he is very proud at heart. There is no girl who can win him down yet. I don't know who can be so lucky..."
"Lucky?"
Wen Ying laughed and disagreed, "I have to compete with so many suitors every day. I feel tired just watching."
Even though the two of them were sitting next to each other at the beginning of school, Wen Ying still had a weak impression of this person.
It's not that Chen Jin is not famous, on the contrary, he is too famous, but Wen Ying really has no interest in boys.
The only impression I have is that he is a bad guy.
She didn't understand, nor did she understand, why Chen Jin could become the school darling of Ming High School.
Wen Ying was different from most girls who were energetic and youthful. She secretly changed her school skirt to be shorter, gossiped about her favorite idols and boys she had a crush on, and secretly applied flesh-colored nail polish behind the teacher's back.
She wears white washed canvas shoes every day and carries a black backpack. Her whole body is always in a cool color of black, white and gray. She is taciturn, lives alone, and receives a subsidy for poor students.
A pair of cold and fragile almond eyes appeared under the soft bangs, as clear and clear as glass beads, without a trace of impurities. Their eyes were stubborn, with a clear ambition to climb up, growing wantonly like wild vines.
At noon, Wen Ying took out the promotional rice balls she bought at the convenience store yesterday and prepared them for lunch, when she was called to the office by her class teacher.
The head teacher is a math teacher, wears glasses, understands her family situation, and usually takes good care of her.
He handed a three-layer lunch box to Wen Ying, looking like he was about to speak but hesitated:
"...Your mother sent it to the guard and asked me to give it to you."
Wen Ying lowered her eyes and opened it. There was everything in the exquisite ceramic lunch box, not only a rich mix of meat and vegetables and soup, but also sauce-roasted salmon that she had never eaten before.
Wen Miaorong usually didn't even cook, so how could she deliver food to her?
Could it be grandma?
She was full of suspicion and left carrying her lunch box.
In the corridor, Chen Jin was leaning on the railing of the stairs, his figure tall and tall, and he was talking to someone on the phone with an impatient tone:
"...Okay Chen Qishan, don't give me those weak things and hide them in my bag again. Ms. Zhou will deduct your living expenses and don't beg me again."
There was a sound of pleading from the other side of the receiver, but seeing that he still wouldn't let go, furious curses followed one after another.
Although she didn't know what they were talking about, Wen Ying could roughly guess that his family was very happy.
He hung up the phone, turned around, and caught the girl's frightened face.
"how,"
He was playing with his phone carelessly in his palm, "Are you going to sue the teacher? A good student?"
Wen Ying didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked past him to the classroom.
Chen Jinren, who has tall legs and long legs, followed up in a few steps, touched the lunch box she was carrying, and smiled lowly: "Can you eat so much for your small body? Can you share some with me?"
"Do you want to take care of it?"
Wen Ying was extremely annoyed. It was the first time she was provoked like this, and she insisted on finishing the meal. Not even a drop of soup was left!
Seeing her holding the hot lunch box in her arms like she was protecting food, the smile on the young man's lips deepened.
"Brother Jin, your aunt didn't cook for you today?"
Pan Bo hastily finished washing the chopsticks that he had not had time to wash yesterday, and when he saw that his table was empty, he looked confused.
"I want to eat in the cafeteria."
Chen Jin turned his head and glanced at Wen Ying, who was enjoying the delicious meal. He leaned over and took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from his bag and walked to the door, "Let's go."
Pan Bo quickly followed.
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When Wen Ying came home from school in the evening, she realized something serious.
The plush black hedgehog pendant on her phone was missing.
The phone was an iPhOne 6S that her grandma bought for her as a reward for passing the Mingzhi High School Entrance Examination. The hedgehog pendant on the phone case was hand-picked by her grandma, saying it looked like her.
She was so anxious that she took stock of the places where she might have left it, and after searching everywhere from the playground to the classroom to no avail, she didn't even get a good night's sleep.
In the early morning of the next day, after the flag-raising ceremony, the whole school held a freshman assembly in the playground.
In the eager anticipation of thousands of students, Chen Jin took the podium as a representative of freshmen. He had one hand in his pocket, tall and long legs, delicate and cold profile, drooped eyelids, exuding calmness from beginning to end. Leisurely determined.
The principal came up diligently, handed him the microphone personally, and asked him to share his experience of self-recruitment and his suggestions for your school.
Seeing that he didn't speak, when he was too reserved to let go, he smiled and patted his shoulder to encourage him: "Don't panic, just say what you want to say."
The early morning sun was so bright that when Wen Ying raised her head, she saw the corners of Chen Jin's lips curling up slightly, smiling sincerely.
Generally speaking, this kind of study exchange is the most sleepy part that everyone wants to hear. The sun is still burning to death. In addition, it is full of high-sounding fake talk. It can last for an hour at a time, which makes many students very annoyed.
After the person on the stage straightforwardly identified himself.
Suddenly the conversation changed, "As a member of Mingzhi, I think the school should cancel the 6.40 early self-study. It makes no sense."
As soon as the last few words came out, all the students who were talking quietly on the playground were silent for a moment, and looked up at the speaker excitedly.
Wen Ying's heart trembled.
Chen Jin's low and magnetic Gu voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Not only does it shorten everyone's sleep time, but it is even more inconvenient for people who live far away."
"This kind of mechanical reading and recitation is also killing students' creativity."
"In addition, I would also like to say that schools should allow students to carry and use mobile phones, so that if anyone has an accident, they can seek help in time."
After saying that, his gaze circled around pointedly and landed accurately on Wen Ying's face. He took out his cell phone from his school pants and glanced at the time.
The black plush hedgehog hanging above swayed from side to side, as if provoking.
! !
Wen Ying's calm face suddenly froze, her heart beat faster, and she looked up at the people on the podium in disbelief.
The playground was instantly drowned in the roaring sound, like a stone stirring up thousands of waves.
"Holy shit!! How dare Chen Jin? Take out your phone at the freshman assembly in front of all the teachers and students in the school?!"
"He also wants to cancel early self-study. I'll go with it. If the principal agrees to this, it will be awesome!"
"How embarrassing! But I think with his family background, the school might really compromise."
The sound of discussions and gossip became more and more intense, hitting her eardrums from all directions.
But Wen Ying just thought it was extremely ridiculous.
After the meeting ended, she couldn't help it anymore and went straight to catch up with Shi Shiran's tall back, her chest heaving with anger: "Give me back my hedgehog pendant."
Chen Jin paused and tilted his head slightly, with a confused and mischievous expression: "What hedgehog?"
Wen Ying felt the blood surge in her spleen and stomach: "...that pendant on your phone belongs to me."
He glanced at her, unmoved.
"Please, that one is very important to me, it's really mine!"
Wen Ying was so anxious that she grabbed his arm and groped him without noticing the principal and teachers and students coming behind her.
Chen Jin calmly leaned over and lowered his body, making the entangled figures of the two look warm and ambiguous, as if they were biting his ear.
The principal's face was ugly, and a warning cough suddenly sounded: "How rude is that? How rude is that?! That girl, what are you touching on the boy's body?"
"Come to my office after class!"
All color drained from Wen Ying's face, and her back shrank like a frightened cat.
Chen Jin leaned slightly against the wall with his body hunched over, his eyes full of smiles.
Scumbag.
Wen Ying was so angry that she closed her eyes and tried her best to calm her breathing.
School idol? Chen Jin is clearly a scumbag.
