He Zhi and the others consciously discovered Jing Ci's secret, and with respect for the king, their attitude towards Jing Ci took a 180-degree turn.

Once, Yingjiao even saw He Zhou take the initiative to give way to Jing Ci.

He Zong is fat but has a heartless heart. He walks in a hurry and knocks out everyone he encounters on a narrow road. The number of people who can make him give way cannot be counted on the palm of one's hand.

He Zhou touched his big belly and sighed: "You don't understand Brother Jiao. Jing Ci's Tianxiu operation is my lifelong dream." He paused and glanced at Jing Ci who was reading a book seriously.

He whispered: "And don't you think he is very handsome?"

Yingjiao sneered: "Whether he is handsome or not has anything to do with you?"

He Zong just wanted to say that it didn't matter, after all, there was another handsome guy in the class, and he would be more respectable.

Yingjiao said: "Let me remind you, who does he like?"

He Zhou: "..."

He Zhou: "Brother Jiao, there is something wrong with you. Don't you hate Jing Ci pestering you?"

Yingjiao chuckled and said nothing.

He casually pulled out an exercise book on the table, opened a page, and went to Jing Ci's seat.

When Li Zhou saw him, he immediately stood up and gave up his position.

Ying Jiao sat down unceremoniously and pushed the exercise book in front of Jing Ci: "Little classmate, let me tell you a question."

After attacking Yingjiao a few days ago, Jing Ci has been secretly vigilant and kept a pencil sharpener on his body for several days to prevent Yingjiao from retaliating. However, for several days in a row, there was no movement from Yingjiao. Today is finally the day.

Yet?

Anyway, they had already broken up with each other, and Jing Ci no longer concealed his attitude.

He glanced at the exercise book and said calmly: "This question is too simple and I don't want to talk about it."

Yingjiao chuckled, not angry, and turned to the next big question in a good-tempered manner: "Then let's talk about this question."

Jing Ci's voice was still lukewarm: "This question is too difficult. Even if you explain it, you won't understand it."

Yingjiao clicked his tongue and threw the exercise book aside, lying on the table and looking at Jing Ci: "They will tell you when they ask, but they won't tell if I ask? You treat me..."

Jing Ci glanced at him, but she didn't expect that he was so thick-skinned and actually had some self-awareness.

However, the next second, he was slapped in the face——

Yingjiao smiled: "Little classmate, are you so special to me?"

Jing Ci: "..."

Yingjiao took advantage of her words, but felt a little worried in her heart.

This little pervert doesn't like to see me so much now. It's simply impossible for him to agree to sit at the same table with me. I have to find a way...

"Are you angry?" Yingjiao approached him again: "To be fair, you hit me so hard that day that I wasn't even angry."

When this matter was brought up, Jing Ci also felt a little unreasonable. He was indeed impulsive that day and his attack was a bit ruthless. He was also a man and knew how fragile it was.

He pursed his lips and reached for the exercise book: "Let me look at the questions first."

"No, let's talk." Yingjiao held down the exercise book and said with a smile, "I think you're pretty good now."

Jing Ci was confused: "Huh?"

"Be motivated, work hard, be serious..." Yingjiao counted Jing Ci's advantages one by one.

Jing Ci was slightly embarrassed by his praise: "No."

"It makes me feel very envious..."

As long as it's not a grudge against his head, Jing Ci won't remember it. Hearing this, he quickly comforted him: "You have time to study hard from now on. There is no need to envy others."

"So..." Yingjiao finished laying the groundwork and revealed his real purpose: "In order to make progress, I think I should sit at the same table with you. What do you mean by that? Those who are close to Zhu will be red?"

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci lowered his eyes slightly: "No need, I can't change my seat casually. If you have any questions you don't know, you can come over and ask me at any time."

Yingjiao did not accept this suggestion: "But I still think it is more convenient to sit at the same table."

"Li Zhou and I have been sitting at the same table for a long time." Jing Ci declined politely.

"That's why we need a new deskmate." Yingjiao said reluctantly: "It's been too long and it's no longer fresh."

Jing Ci shook his head: "Li Zhou and I are pretty good."

He put up the textbook in his hand, pretending to read seriously, and stopped talking to Yingjiao.

Just as the class bell rang, Yingjiao glanced at Li Zhou who was shivering in the aisle and could only return to his seat first.

During his lunch break, Jing Ci took out his phone and looked at it, and found a new friend request.

The name is an arrogant word, and you can tell who it is at a glance.

After finally rejecting his proposal to be a roommate, Jing Ji was afraid that he would bring it up again, plus he was determined to stay away from the plot. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he guiltily deleted this friend request and pretended

Tsukuru looked like he didn't see it and lay down to catch up on his sleep.

Yingjiao had been paying attention to him secretly, and when he saw his actions, he was immediately laughed out of anger.

He tapped the screen twice with his finger and gently grinded his teeth. Very good, this time it was not his intention, but this little pervert forced himself.

At night, Jing Ci's cell phone ran out of battery. While he was charging it, he turned on the screen and took a look, and found another friend request.

This time it’s not Yingjiao.

His name is Liu Shichen, and his avatar is a middle-aged and elderly emoticon.

Jing Ci quickly approved the friend application and took the initiative to say hello: "Teacher."

Teacher Liu’s name is Liu Shichen.

In Yingjiao's room, looking at the friend application that was approved immediately, Yingjiao snorted coldly. Sure enough, he read it right. This little pervert just didn't want to add him.

He typed quickly——

【Liu Shichen】: Good evening.

[Scenery]: Hello, teacher.

He was cold to himself, but so respectful to that old guy Liu Shichen...

Yingjiao cursed in his mind and continued typing——

[Liu Shichen]: You have been very motivated recently, which is good. You have brought a new atmosphere to our Class Seven.

[Liu Shichen]: I am very happy and hope you can help other students.

[Liu Shichen]: You also know the current situation of our class, and we especially need people like you to take the lead.

Jing Ci quickly replied——

[Jing]: Okay, teacher, tell me what you want me to do.

The fish is about to take the bait, Yingjiao smiles and types -

[Liu Shichen]: What do you think of Yingjiao?

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci had some objections to Yingjiao, but he didn't have the habit of talking about people's shortcomings behind their backs. After thinking about it, he still managed to squeeze out a sentence -

[Scenery]: Very good.

The other side responded quickly——

[Liu Shichen]: I also think Yingjiao is very good, very good.

[Liu Shichen]: You have a good temper, a good personality, and you are motivated. What do you think?

Jing Ci stared at the screen, almost thinking he was dazzled.

Good temper, good character, and self-motivated?

Is this talking about Yingjiao?

The Yingjiao you know?

Jing Ci took a deep breath and replied——

【Scenery】:Yeah

[Liu Shichen]:Huh?

【King】: Indeed... indeed, Yingjiao is indeed good.

[Liu Shichen]: Right, so let him be your deskmate, do you agree?

Jing Ci fell silent and didn't reply for a long time.

【Liu Shichen】:???

Jing Ci is a good boy, and Teacher Liu has shown great kindness to him since he came here. He can refuse Yingjiao without hesitation, but he cannot refuse Teacher Liu.

I had no choice but to swallow my anger and type slowly——
To be continued...