Tian Jing and I chatted very hilariously, and the boys in the class, especially Lao Fei, were envious.

"Tian Jing, I also like martial arts, a die-hard fan of Jin Yong's old man. "Lao Fei's goods are even more shameless, and he wants to stick in his legs.

I rolled my eyes, I was not angry, this dead fat man and I were still junior high school classmates, I didn't borrow his perfume just now, but now I came up with a fart.

Tian Jing was very happy and asked him to join in to communicate together. The old fat was even more excited, and cast a smug little look at me.

I was immediately unhappy, the dead fat man provoked, so I said: "Old fat, you said that you are a die-hard fan of Old Man Jin, do you know how many books he has written?"

Lao Fei was stunned for a moment, and when he was hesitating to answer my question, he found that Tian Jing was looking at him with interest, and felt that his time had come, so he hurriedly said a word about the Condor Heroes.

I look contemptuous, I'm afraid the little kids know it.

Then, he crossed his fingers and thought about it for a long time, and only said five or six copies.

There was some disappointment in Tian Jing's eyes, it was obvious that Lao Fei was not a die-hard fan of Old Man Jin, otherwise how could he only know five or six books?

I said: "Jin Yong's book can be summed up in a poem, the flying snow shoots the white deer in the sky, and the laughing book god leans on the blue duck." There are fourteen characters in total, and each word represents a work. ”

Tian Jing looked at me with some surprise, I didn't expect that I knew so much. In that look, there was a faint worship.

At this time, Lao Fei came up again, scratched his head and said, "I remember, Jin Yong wrote a total of fourteen books, and I forgot about it for a while just now." ”

Obviously, he listened to my poem to say that.

I looked at him in surprise: "Old fatty, are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Old Fat thought about the poem again, a total of fourteen words were correct. Each word represents a work, and there is nothing wrong with fourteen books.

I stroked my forehead with my hand and said, "Old fat, Old Man Jin has created a total of fifteen works. ”

He looked confused.

That poem forms a couplet, and the horizontal criticism is the Yue Nu sword. Yue Nu Jian is also a book written by Jin Yong. The couplets and the horizontal criticism, a total of fifteen books. I said.

"I ...... Grass, and horizontal batches. ”

Lao Fei was almost crying, feeling cheated by a generation of martial arts masters! I wanted to perform in front of Tian Jing, but it turned out to be self-defeating......

Tian Jing smiled, glanced at Lao Fei, and directly ignored him. Then she looked at me, and the look in her eyes was even more adoring.

Looking at Lao Fei's loveless expression, I was secretly happy in my heart. Let you talk to me, let you not know how to pretend to understand, slap a swollen face and become fat, should!

Tian Jing and I had a hot chat, but Lao Fei was bored with himself, and he didn't get up again. We didn't stop until class.

She finally smiled and said, "This smell of you... It smells bad.

I could only smile awkwardly.

At the end of school, Tian Jing looked at the injury on my face and asked a little unbearably, "Why did those bastards beat you?"

I told her the ins and outs of the matter.

Tian Jing was very angry and asked, "Why can't Lin Ruoli get along with you and keep targeting you?"

"Because of that incident in junior high school. I smiled helplessly and said, "I was classmates with Lin Ruoli in the third year of junior high school, and at that time, my academic performance was overwhelming her, and she was dissatisfied with me. Because I study well, I am a class cadre. In a self-study class, it was my turn to sit on the podium and maintain discipline. Everyone else is studying, but Lin Ruoli has been talking and laughing with her at the same table, and I reminded her a few times but she didn't listen. So, I wrote down the names of both of them in a small notebook. ”

"Is it because of this little thing?" Tian Jing asked in surprise.

I nodded.

Tian Jing was incomprehensible: "You didn't do anything wrong at all, how could she be like this, she was too small-minded." ”

"No, she's too small. Maybe she's jealous of you for that reason. "I subconsciously looked at Tian Jing, it was spectacular!

Tian Jing's face turned red and gave me a blank look: "What do you say?"

I realized that I was speechless, but fortunately she was not angry, so I continued: "After I remembered Lin Ruoli's name, the head teacher read the small book and called her out. Lin Ruoli came back crying, and I learned afterwards that the head teacher didn't criticize her harshly, just said a few words. However, she couldn't stand it anymore, not only cried, but also threatened to make me look good. Eventually, it turned out that she was always in trouble with me. ”

"It's too squeamish, and it's too vindictive. The matter of junior high school, I have been holding a grudge until now. Tian Jing said speechlessly.

I spread my hands, with a helpless face, the poor boy provoked a rich girl, which is destined to be a sad story.

Actually, it's understandable. Lin Ruoli is a rich girl, and her father is engaged in real estate and is rich. From childhood to adulthood, she has carried a dazzling aura on her body, like the pride of the sky, and she has never been angry. That time was probably the first time she was criticized by the teacher, so she felt that she couldn't stand it. I said.

"I hate those bastards, I hate such arrogant rich girls!" Tian Jing looked angry, her chest was rising and falling violently.

"Don't just talk about me, what about you, why did you transfer to a high school in the middle of the year, which school did you belong to?" I asked curiously.

"I ......" Tian Jing bit her lip tightly, she didn't speak for a long time, and there seemed to be a backlog of grievances in her chest. She didn't say anything for a long time, and I didn't ask anymore, but I became more and more curious about the reason for her transfer.

"I'm with you. It was a long time before she said this with a wry smile.

Looking at her weak and pale smile, which was extremely poignant, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, could it be that she was also bullied and had to change schools?

Just as I was about to continue, she stood up, looked at the wound on my face again, and said to take me to the clinic to apply some potion.

……

When I came out of the clinic, I ran home in high spirits, and I was in a very happy mood. Maybe it's because we have similar interests, or maybe it's because we share the same illness, Tian Jing is very good to me, even more than the average classmate relationship.

Thinking of that little face as pure as an angel, I felt that life was beautiful for a moment, and with the sudden intrusion of such a girl, it seemed to disrupt my plans.

I don't want to mess around, I just want to see Tian Jing every day. As for my cousin Zhang Yu, let him play games in the Internet café, be an Internet addict boy quietly, and I won't go to him.

I couldn't help but ask myself if I liked Tian Jing. We've only known each other for a long time, and it seems a little too hasty to say that we like her. But the feeling in my heart can't be faked, and I was amazed and thrilled at the first sight of her. After half a day of contact, she has been able to affect my heart, and I feel very comfortable thinking of her, isn't this like?

"But ......"

I looked at the dirty short sleeves, which were dry, but still smelled of urine. This is equivalent to saying that Tian Jing smoked for an afternoon...

Huge fucking embarrassment!

I had already walked into the alley where I lived, and I saw the disgusting landlord of the dead fat woman. She was sitting there playing mahjong with a few old mothers.

"Chicken!"

"Two cakes!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"Poor bastard!"

I passed by, and the landlord played a card, I don't know if it was a card or me, and the poor bastard made me feel very harsh. I haven't played mahjong before, so I don't know if there's a poor egg in it.

As I was about to walk past, the landlord glared at me with his nostrils and let out a soft snort from the tip of his nose. That disdainful and disdainful expression made my heart feel a slight tingle.

This is an era of laughing at poverty and not prostitution, and my sister and I depend on each other in this cold city, and we have to endure the white eyes and contempt of the landlord and others every day. It seems that it is my fault that I am poor, a big mistake.

My heart churned violently, and faces flashed in my mind, either hideous or cold, and finally fixed on Tian Jing's beautiful suffocating little face, at this moment, I felt that she was so cute.

When I faced everyone's cold eyes and ridicule, she smiled at me the most. In this ruthless city, except for my sister, only she is good to me.

At this moment, I almost wanted to rush to her side desperately and say to her: Tian Jing, I like you, ILOVEYOU!

However, I couldn't help but think of another figure in my heart. That was my first love, a girl who was very similar to Tian Jing, but she ......

It was because of her that I gave up on myself in the first semester of my freshman year of high school, from the top three students in a stage to the bottom of the class.

Her name is Zhao Xinxin!