Chapter 429: Secretly Photographed...
Although Bai Tang was complaining, his tone was as relaxed as ever, but his temporary weakness yesterday could not linger in Jiang Futing's mind.
Jiang Futing looked at the information, the coldness on his face melted a lot, and then replied: Pay attention to safety.
When he walked to the locker room, Yang Linsheng and her mother were guarding the door, looking like they had been standing for a while, waiting for him.
"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Futing glanced at Yang Linsheng, he thought that the other party would be better off after a night's rest, but now it seems that he is in a worse state than yesterday.
The originally unruly face had lost a trace of youthfulness, the cheeks were very pale, the eyes that had been radiant in the past were a little dull, and there seemed to be a bruised wound on the edge of the neck, and the wound was very wide, so even if it was wrapped in several layers of clothing, it could still be seen.
Yang Linsheng's sleeve was pinched by his mother, and then he reluctantly twisted it: "My mother said that you brought me back yesterday and asked me to come to thank you." ”
"You're welcome." Jiang Futing's eyes fell on Yang Linsheng's mother, and he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this woman, but he couldn't say it.
But after all, other people's affairs didn't have much to do with him, so he simply politely opened the door and entered the locker room.
The rest of the team had already changed their clothes and left, and the locker room was quiet again.
It's the same as yesterday.
Just as he was about to change his clothes, there was a sound of footsteps behind him that made him pause, and when he turned around, it was Yang Linsheng who walked in again, and asked lightly, "What else is going on?" ”
Yang Linsheng scratched his head, hiding some unnatural looks on his face, and said casually: "It's okay, it's just that my mother told me to learn from you in the morning." ”
In fact, in the morning, his mother suddenly told him that the house had been haunted for more than a day or two, saying that she had invited some master and insisted that he should take a piece of Jiang Futing's hair.
He felt that his mother had been deceived, what could a hair do, but her mother was like a demon, and he could only agree.
Jiang Futing turned his head and stared at Yang Linsheng with deep eyes, the other party's reaction was obviously very different from usual, but he didn't debunk it but said with a straight look: "After New Year's Day, the final exam will be held, and I will supervise you." ”
The expression on Yang Linsheng's face suddenly changed a little excitingly, it was the same as constipation, but it was hard to say anything, so he could only pull his head and say thanks: "Then thank you in advance." ”
"You're welcome." Jiang Futing said indifferently, opened his cabinet, and the people around him were still standing there motionless.
The impatience in his heart was a little unbearable: "What else do you have to say, let's talk about it?" ”
Yang Linsheng was a little embarrassed to meet his gaze, and smiled wryly, "Wait for you here, and we will go to the class together." ”
"No, I'm going to the podium." Jiang Futing refused without hesitation, there must be something wrong with a person like him who has nothing to do all day suddenly being so attentive.
"I'm going to the gymnasium anyway, I'll wait for you here, let's go over together." Yang Lin imitated
The Buddha didn't understand the meaning of his words, and continued to wait with a dead face.
Jiang Futing stopped his movements and looked back at him, his deep eyes were as sharp as sharp blades, "What the hell is going on?" ”
The smile on Yang Linsheng's face was embarrassed for a second, his eyes noticed his shoulder, seemed to see something, was surprised, and then stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder with concern, "Why did you rub it to ashes, playing basketball?" ”
Jiang Futing didn't expect him to suddenly reach out and touch himself, and after being slapped by Yang Linsheng, seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, he subconsciously avoided it.
His eyes stayed on his shoulder, where there was indeed a small layer of ash, probably really rubbed when he was just playing, and then he simply patted it: "Okay, let's talk." ”
Yang Linsheng thought about it for a long time before he slowly spoke: "What, I've been unwell for the past two days, and I want to come back to class after the holiday." ”
Jiang Futing frowned, it's such a simple matter? He asked coldly, "Have you told the head teacher?" ”
"Not yet." Yang Linsheng deliberately made a dilemma: "If I tell the old class in person, I will definitely be scolded, this is not to trouble you to talk about it, my mother doesn't know much about my learning situation, it's hard to say." ”
"I see, I'll tell." Jiang Futing glanced at him and did not refuse to agree.
He is right, good students have an advantage in everything they do with the teacher, not to mention that Yang Linsheng has been in school for a long time, and he has been punished two or three times in the past three years, and the head teacher almost has a headache when he sees him.
And Yang Linsheng's state does look very bad, Bai Tang said yesterday that he needs to recuperate for three or four days.
After he had already agreed, but Yang Linsheng was still standing on the side, and there was no sign of moving, Jiang Futing unceremoniously ordered the expulsion: "You can go." ”
Otherwise, I won't be able to change my clothes if I stand here all the time.
Yang Linsheng reacted to something, smiled a little unexpectedly, and said half-jokingly: "Everyone is a man, just change clothes, what do I mind when you do!" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the cold on Jiang Futing's body was getting colder and colder, and he walked out of the locker room without stopping, not daring to linger any longer: "I'll go, I'll go!" I'll leave this matter to you, I can't let the old class count me as absenteeism! ”
He waved his hand excitedly, but he just pulled the wound on his body, and the next second he was sweating profusely and grinning with teeth.
Jiang Futing glanced at him a little strangely.
As a result, Yang Linsheng smiled heartlessly again, and shook his arm as if nothing happened: "I was moving things in the morning, I accidentally dislocated, and I was about to go to the hospital!" ”
After saying that, he seemed to have done something wrong, and pulled his mother to leave without leaving for a moment.
The moment he held his mother with both hands, he carefully handed her the strand of hair that he had just inadvertently taken off Jiang Futing's shoulder.
Jiang Futing didn't think too much, Yang Linsheng has never been able to understand things according to normal brain circuits, and all kinds of messy things happen on a whim.
or
One second like this, then I thought like that again.
But the head teacher still helped to say hello and went through the procedures for him to ask for leave for two days.
In the afternoon long-distance run, under the screams of all the girls, Jiang Futing won the first place without accident, at least a full lap and a half ahead of the second place.
After winning the prize, this sports day is already halfway over.
Time flies.
He sat quietly in his own contemplation. At the position of the stage, a large mouthful of water was poured, and it felt like it was only a blink of an eye, and another three years had passed.
There are a lot of elementary school brothers and elementary school girls who pass by, and when they pass by, they secretly take pictures below, intentionally or unintentionally, after all, they won't be able to see it in a few months, and when it comes to the next semester, there is very little time for the teacher to be released by the teacher in the third year of high school.
The photos of Jiang Futing from various angles in the campus post bar and the campus network were frantically forwarded by the girls, and those who could be collected were secretly collected first.
Jiang Futing sat there a little bored, and the people crowded in front of each project area in the gymnasium were working hard, even if they didn't have time to go through special training, they still tried to show their best strength.
They laughed and chirped and ran back and forth in the crowd in such a rare and relaxed environment.
For the first time, he hoped that time would slow down a little bit.
Just like the teacher said, after walking the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination, everyone will silently lead to their own lives, some people may still have intersections, and some people will never see each other again.
He was indifferent to his face with mixed feelings when the ringtone of his mobile phone suddenly rang, calling back his thoughts.
He lowered his eyes, it was Bai Tang's: What time is your family project tomorrow?
Jiang Futing replied without thinking: Half past ten.
The other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: Oh, that's still too late.
Before Jiang Futing withdrew, he followed with another sentence: Do you have any arrangements for tomorrow's New Year's Eve?
Jiang Futing's brain buzzed, and he felt that his fingers were a little hot, and the other party asked his curious question first, and in line with his previous image, he replied coldly: No, what?
didn't wait too long, Bai Tang's reply flew over: I will also be off tomorrow, I won't take orders during the holidays, anyway, it's already in your school, if there is no arrangement, let's celebrate the New Year together.
Jiang Futing thought for a moment and typed a good word, but hesitated again
Until Bai Tang couldn't wait anymore, he asked impatiently: Are you still not happy to celebrate the festival with this Heavenly Master? No one else can ask for me.
Jiang Futing deleted that word back at this time, anyway, Jiang Chao Company organized an event in the evening and couldn't come back, so he quickly knocked on the screen: No, where am I going?
Bai Tang replied slowly: This is about the same, let's decide where to go! Anyway, your school is in the city, so it's convenient to run anywhere.
Jiang Futing could think of Bai Tang's wanton and arrogant typing just by looking at the text messages, his phoenix eyes flashed, and he replied lightly: Okay.
Once things were settled, his phone went silent again.
The people sitting near him obviously felt that the aura on his body was different, and the cold taste was like a moment
The child was sunburned a lot, and the rare softness was even more eye-catching, and some sensitive girls hurriedly seized the time to shoot down his gentle eyes for a moment and smash them on the campus network.
This photo has directly become the one with the highest number of clicks, retweets and favorites since the establishment of the website!
When Bai Tang came to school the next day, he happened to be stuck at the point of participating in the last activity, but this time he felt that even many parents had their eyes on Jiang Futing's cold face.
He was still puzzled, but he didn't know why until he saw a crazy girl directly printing out Jiang Futing's photo and pasting it on the bulletin board during the lunch break.
When he saw Jiang Futing's handsome face being regarded as a campus propaganda ambassador, Bai Tang almost didn't laugh.
"You look good in this photo, huh? Who filmed you? I can't see that you still have kind eyes! Bai Tang couldn't help but admire the picture on the bulletin board, and commented interestingly.
"I don't know." Jiang Futing looked at the picture posted on it coldly, he also went to the school website last night, and knew that it was secretly taken yesterday afternoon, but he didn't expect these people to be so excessive, he reached out to tear the picture off.
(End of chapter)