After class, after adjusting the seat, Chu Jinglin felt the breath of the person sitting next to him, his eyes moved and turned his head to look at Shen Yanci, and he pushed a book to Shen Yanci's table, and said, "It just so happens that I don't have a pen, you can help me write my name." ”

Shen Yanci glanced at him, didn't make a sound, didn't refuse, picked up the pen and wrote the three words Chu Erwu on the book.

"Eh, eh!"

Chu Jinglin hurriedly grabbed him and motioned for him to look at the blackboard.

"What nonsense! Take a good look at the name next to you, Chu Jinglin! Chu Jinglin! ”

Shen Yanci's eyes did not fluctuate, he didn't look at the blackboard, he just looked at Chu Jinglin and said, "You write it yourself." ”

Chu Jinglin looked at Shen Yanci straight and looked at him: "Okay!" ”

Shen Yanci retracted his gaze, looked at the three words Chu Erxiang written on the paper, and said calmly: "The goods are genuine." ”

Chu Jinglin blocked his chest in one breath.

Shen Yanci pushed the book back on Chu Jinglin's desk.

"I don't want it if it's broken!" Chu Jinglin pushed the book back, and snatched Shen Yanci's book with a smile, "Thank you!" It's mine! ”

Shen Yanci glanced at him, but he didn't go with him, ignored him anymore, and just wrote his name on the new book one after another.

Chu Jinglin saw that he ignored himself, and lay on the windowsill sideways, feeling uncomfortable and feeling like he was in prison through the railing, and then lay back on the table, doing nothing.

The light and shadow on the window fell staggered, falling on Chu Jinglin's back, the wind outside the window blew the shadow of the ginkgo, painting on his white T-shirt, he himself was lazy, lying on the table like a wild cat.

Shen Yanci turned his head sideways, looked at the back of Chu Jinglin's head towards him, and put the pen on Chu Jinglin's desk with a smile.

"The pen is for you."

"Huh?" Chu Jinglin sat up when he heard this, and when he looked at Shen Yanci, Shen Yanci had already retracted his gaze and read the book by himself, Chu Jinglin picked up the book and took the pen, and wrote slowly and slowly without saying a word, intentionally or unintentionally, and after finishing writing, he glanced at Shen Yanci's words again, and when he saw that his words were uglier than his, he was angry again.

Don't write it! Chu Jinglin pushed the pen back on Shen Yanci's desk and stuffed the book into the bookcase.

Shen Yanci put away his pen and didn't care about him anymore.

Chu Jinglin was really bored, and he flipped through the language books back and forth four times in one afternoon!

On the way home, Chu Jinglin kept thinking that he and he were both in junior high school, but Shen Yanci had never participated in any activities, and now that he had come to junior high school for three years, he had never seen Shen Yanci, a well-known scholar!

When I saw it today, it was really ...... The name doesn't live up to its name!

Chu Jinglin racked his brains all the way to think about the events of junior high school, and the thoughtful expression on his face did not fade after returning home.

"What's wrong with Jinglin?" Qu Qingxuan was sitting on the sofa, looking at Chu Jinglin's expression of thinking hard, and asked softly, "Did you encounter any problems at school?" ”

Chu Jinglin threw his schoolbag aside, sat down beside Qu Qingxi, frowned and leaned on the sofa, and said suspiciously: "Sister Wei, I met someone today." ”

"Huh?" Qu Qingwei smiled when he heard this, and motioned for Chu Jinglin to continue.

Chu Jinglin had a bitter face: "It's the child of someone else's family that my mother often hangs in her mouth." ”