After all, Jin Qing was a first-time student, and from the initial resistance to the current acceptance, Jin Qing felt very novel about everything in front of her.

Sitting in the last row like Jin Qing, across the aisle, the boy was rubbing his ribs that seemed to be kicked and cracking at this time.

The boy couldn't understand how this Jin Qing could pretend to be so good, just now he was full of ruthlessness and planned to kill all of them, and now he continues to pretend to be an idiot over there like a nobody, is this person acting too much and playing himself into schizophrenia!

Just when the boy was secretly spitting out Jin Qing, he saw Jin Qing suddenly turn his head sideways and ask him, "Do you have a pen?" ”

The garbage in the desks of the season has been cleaned up, but there is nothing but a few textbooks that have been soiled by the garbage.

Jin Qing felt that he should find a pen and a notebook, after all, he had already decided to go to school, and he had to look like he was going to school!

The boy was originally immersed in his vicious complaints about Jin Qing and couldn't extricate himself, but who wanted to be frightened by Jin Qing's sudden words to himself.

The boy subconsciously looked like he was beside him, only to see that everyone who was still peeking at Jin Qing just now, after seeing Jin Qing turn his attention to himself, they all lowered their heads, as if they hadn't heard anything, and they were a little glad in their hearts while mourning for the boy: Fortunately, the female madman was not talking to herself.

Finding that his classmates were unreliable, the boy turned his gaze to his tablemate, but saw that his tablemate was fascinated by looking at a number study book, as if he had been immersed in the ocean of knowledge and could not extricate himself.

Seeing this situation, the boy only felt that his nose was sore, and there was no more friendship, where did the loving spirit that usually bullied people together.

Seeing that his foreign aid stunt would not appear, the boy refocused his attention on Jin Qing.

Seeing Jin Qingzheng staring at herself with persistent eyes, her dirty clothes and messy hair made the scars on her face show a kind of ruthlessness at the end of the world.

The boy suddenly felt that his nose was not only sour, but even his heart was sour: he should be considered robbed!

The boy's heart was full of resentment and looked at Jin Qing, then angrily grabbed his pen holder, stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Jin Qing's table, and said to Jin Qing in a gentle voice that could drip water: "Whatever you want!" "That's right, he's so easily succumbed to the forces of evil.

Jin Qing was not polite, and directly took out the only fountain pen in it and held it in his hand.

The boy saw Jin Qing's movements and suddenly felt that his heart was about to break, that fountain pen was a gift from his mother when he was just admitted to high school, it was a gold pen with a 24k pure gold nib...

Seeing that Jin Qing took the pen in his hand and handed the pen holder back, the boy took the pen holder back and put it on the table very sadly, turned his head to Jin Qing and said with a pleasant face: "If you need anything, you can also tell me!" He admitted that he was such a dog, and those two feet just now really convinced him.

Jin Qing looked at the boy with sparkling eyes, and found that he seemed to have met a good person, so he looked at the boy with great satisfaction and said, "Is there still Ben?" ”

The boy only felt that there was a rush of anger from the soles of his feet to his head, making his brain "buzz" loudly, this season is sick, can't you hear that people are saying kind words, since she wants everything, then why shameless...

Although his heart was full of malice towards Jin Qing, the boy's movements did not stop, he was rummaging through the hole in his desk, trying to find an unused notebook from it.

But the boy didn't turn it over for a long time, and seeing that Jin Qing was about to reach out and pat the shoulder of the girl sitting in front of her, the boy's table mate suddenly stuffed the boy with a soft leather notebook.

The boy was very moved to look at his tablemates: the relationship is still not in vain!

Who would have thought that the same table pushed his arm and nervously asked him to quickly give this to Jin Qing.

As soon as the boy held Ben's hand and stretched it out to Jin Qing, he saw that Jin Qing was about to touch the hand of the girl in front of him, and instantly retracted it.

Then, the girl sitting in front of Jin Qing with a stiff back turned her head slightly, looked at the boy and smiled gratefully, and before the boy could react, his tablemate first stretched out his head and gave the girl a comforting look: "Everything has me." ”

The girl's tears of emotion swirled in her eyes, and then she looked at the boy's table with affection: she was really afraid that Jin Qing would break her shoulder blade with her hand, after all, Jin Qing's combat power was obvious to them.

The eyebrows of the two made the boy in the middle very angry, and he stepped on the foot of the same table: You didn't even fart when Lao Tzu was suffering, but now you are the sister, why don't you go to heaven!

The same table was still eye-to-eyeing with the girl, and he was cold, and suddenly gasped.

This voice completely attracted Jin Qing's attention on the notebook and pen, and Jin Qing looked at the boy with slanted eyes: "Something?" ”

The boy was a little sluggish: he swore that the woman had never looked like this when she had just asked for something from him.

Jin Qing stared at the boy for a while, and instantly reacted when he saw the boy's expression that dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Jin Qing put her hand in her pocket, grabbed a handful of banknotes and counted them, these were all the trophies she had last night.

Then, in the boy's stunned expression, he grabbed the innermost pile of change and stuffed it all into the boy's hand.

Although he didn't go to school, Jin Qing vaguely remembered that things like fountain pens were very cheap.

707: "..."Are you talking about the era when you moved bricks?"

The boy looked at the gross ticket with a total value of less than 20 yuan with the largest denomination of ten yuan and the smallest denomination of five dimes in his hand, and moved his lips and couldn't say a word: if the money is not collected, the fountain pen will still be returned, but if it is collected, the fountain pen will not be his at all.

The point is, this amount of money can't even afford to buy the lacquer on his pen, okay!

Jin Qing looked at the boy's tangled expression, looked at the boy's face and asked seriously, "Is it too much?" ”

The boy turned his head in shock when he heard this: Are you trolling me?

But Jin Qing looked at the boy's appearance at this time, and suddenly realized that he might have really given too much.

Jin Qing hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and took away a ten-yuan banknote on the top of the boy's hand: "You don't have to look for the rest, it's all for you!" "What a real great piece of silver.

The boy looked down numbly at his hand, no matter how he counted it, he couldn't get the ten-dollar bill: how to find it, what to use to find it, was he robbed by someone!