As soon as Shen Qingmeng left, Ji Xinghe naturally didn't stay.

The two walked side by side to the Internet café.

"You call me Ah Xing to relieve Sun Lulu?"

Shen Qingmeng lowered his head and walked forward: "Yes, I can't put you in to relieve her, I have to swear sovereignty." ”

"For Jiang Zihao's sake?"

"Basically, and a little bit because the girl is too aggressive, I don't like it."

After all, Sun Lulu is Jiang Zihao's hair, Jiang Zihao said that he didn't want to see her, but obviously he couldn't see her wronged in front of him. After Li Jia finished speaking, he always wanted to speak for Sun Lulu, but in the matter between girls, he was a boy, so he couldn't find a position and didn't know what to say.

At this time, the only person who could relieve Sun Lulu was Shen Qingmeng, except for Ji Xinghe.

If Ji Xinghe stood up, no matter what he said, he would pull Sun Lulu out of the quagmire and throw Shen Qingmeng into it. So he just frowned and didn't speak.

At this time, it is most appropriate for Shen Qingmeng to speak for Sun Lulu. She used to call Ji Xinghe Brother Ji, but now she has changed her name and called him Ah Xing, which is more intimate. pulled Jiang Zihao to tease again, and in the joke, he took Sun Lulu out, and Jiang Zihao naturally did not cooperate.

Ji Xinghe wanted to understand the twists and turns, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Shen Qingmeng didn't wait for him, and walked forward by himself.

Ji Xinghe paused for a moment, caught up in three or two steps, and stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qingmeng's hand.

Unexpectedly, he pounced in the air, his wrist was grabbed by a force, and he lifted and twisted his backhand, and Ji Xinghe's whole person was pressed against the wall by Shen Qingmeng.

The cool mint aroma pressed up from behind, and Shen Qingmeng held him down, so that he had to turn his head sideways and put his face against the wall.

"Master Shen, what crime have you committed, so let me understand."

Shen Qingmeng's low voice was a little gnashing of teeth: "Aren't you happy to have a girl who is jealous of you." ”

Ji Xinghe's face was close to the wall, and he spoke a little vaguely but with a smile: "Where are you jealous, it's obviously my sister-in-law who is a hero to save the beauty, and I can't see other girls being wronged, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Seeing that he was pressed against the wall and did not resist at all, Shen Qingmeng's little sourness had long since disappeared. She also knew that Ji Xinghe had a new tablemate, and he couldn't be the master at all, and now he was beating him to relieve his anger.

So he let go with a "hum".

The first thing Ji Xinghe did when he regained his freedom was not to move his wrist that was vigorously suppressed by Shen Qingmeng, nor to pat off the dust on his clothes, but to hold Shen Qingmeng's wrist with both hands and hold it with one hand. The other hand pressed her shoulder, and the leg also firmly suppressed Shen Qingmeng's leg, and reflexively buckled her against the wall.

A series of movements were fast and precise, Rao is Shen Qingmeng didn't react, he was trapped by him, and he couldn't move.

Ji Xinghe smiled low in her ear: "Feng Shui takes turns." ”

Shen Qingmeng moved, Ji Xinghe buckled very tightly, and he couldn't break free, so he could only give up struggling.

"What is Brother Ji going to do?"

Ji Xinghe originally just wanted to fight back, and he didn't have any other ideas. Now that she was holding down her throat and sweeping the tail of her eyes with curvature, Ji Xinghe felt a little dry.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the innocent girl was dragged into the alley and pressed against the wall, Brother Ji, what do you want to do?"

Ji Xinghe's voice was a little hoarse: "Shen Qingmeng." ”

"I'm here, brother."

The word brother, with a soft tail note, mixed with the fragrance of mint on the girl's body, smashed into Ji Xinghe's heart. With a "boom", all the blood poured into my brain, the kind of déjà vu dizziness and the trembling that seemed to be deep in the soul.

Ji Xinghe suddenly let go of his hand and took a step back. One hand supported the wall next to her ear, and the other hand held her shoulder, bending slightly.

Shen Qingmeng could only see the back of his head and hear his gasping voice. The moment he bent down, there seemed to be a painful look in his eyes, and Shen Qingmeng was a little panicked.

"Brother Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingmeng stroked his back with one hand, while wanting to squat down to see his face.

Ji Xinghe grabbed her waist and slowly straightened up.

The corners of his eyes were a little red, and the tears were embedded in the pink skin at the corners of his eyes, which was really gorgeous.

Shen Qingmeng stretched out his hand, hooked his neck and pressed it down, and a kiss fell on the corner of his eye: "Brother Ji, you look so good." ”

This kiss was very gentle, but Ji Xinghe took a few steps back again as if he had been electrocuted, and then fled in the wilderness.

Ran away?

Shen Qingmeng shouted at his back: "Brother Ji, what are you running!" ”

Ji Xinghe ran for a while, as if he could still hear Shen Qingmeng shouting "What are you running" behind him, and merciless ridicule.

After strenuous exercise, Ji Xinghe bent down, propped his palms on his knees, and gasped for breath. His heart was beating fast, but he didn't feel like it was beating as fast as it had just been. He shook his hand and touched the corner of his eye, this was the second time Shen Qingmeng kissed him, and the two soft touches seemed to reappear at this moment.

Thinking back to my performance just now, it's so embarrassing, why did you run away?

Shen Qingmeng waited in place for a while, Ji Xinghe showed no signs of turning back, it seemed that he had really run away.

While walking towards the Internet café, he sent a message to Lao Shen: "Lao Shen, do you know that there is a parent-teacher conference on Friday afternoon?" ”

Lao Shen replied very quickly: "I know, I can't go." But if the teacher has anything to say, he told me in the morning. ”

"Morning? When? Aren't you gone? “

"When you insisted on staying in Class 13, did you think that without your old father to support you, the teacher could let you go so easily?"

I guess it was the teacher who contacted Lao Shen to explain that she wanted to stay in Class 13, and Lao Shen expressed his support. That's why Shen Qingmeng was able to stay as he wished.

"Dad, you're the best dad you can be."

"Your old father doesn't eat your set, is your little boyfriend in Class 13?"

"No, he was admitted to two hundred places this time and was assigned to four classes." Shen Qingmeng couldn't see that Lao Shen said that Ji Xinghe was not good, so he hurriedly defended him.

"Okay, okay, I know that your little boyfriend is not the kind of child who is not motivated, what are you anxious about, I don't plan to break you up"

When Shen Qingmeng walked into the Internet café, Ji Xinghe's position was still empty.

She sat down, opened her book, and after reading one chapter, Ji Xinghe was still nowhere to be seen.

At this time, Ji Xinghe was sweating like rain in the gym, as if only by making his heart beat more violently could he calm the crispy and numb throbbing.

Shen Qingmeng sighed secretly, and kissed him, did it scare him? Why don't you call him for dinner tomorrow at noon?

As a result, Shen Qingmeng did not have this opportunity at all.

The morning reading class has not yet started, and the routine of the thirteenth class, making up homework, sleeping, and playing with mobile phones, in short, is lively. Since Shen Qingmeng moved to the last row, he has never walked through the front door, and has entered the classroom through the back door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a person sitting in the empty seat next to his seat.

This is really a thousand dodges, and the monk can't run the temple.

Yang Li sat next to her, flipping through her "Introduction to Algorithms" in his hand, and the scratch paper of calculus was still covered on the table, as if this was his own class, his own seat.

Shen Qingmeng put down her schoolbag, Yang Li raised her head, waited for her to sit down, and quickly pushed the scratch paper on the table over.

That's the subject of a binary tree.

He sketched on the paper, then wrote a line of conclusions, pointed to Shen Qingmeng's pencil annotation in the book, and said, "I found that there is a problem with your annotation here, you should output the top element first, and then deal with the right subtree." ”

Shen Qingmeng looked over, "Introduction to Algorithms" spread out to the third chapter, and then looked at his draft: "You can't read three chapters in one night, right, you still understand everything?" ”

Yang Li didn't feel that there was any problem: "I don't want to go deeper, just take a look." ”

Shen Qingmeng felt that his reading speed was already very fast, but this person's learning speed was even more against the sky. Not only did he read books quickly, but he could also find the mistakes of Shen Qingmeng's annotations, which was enough to prove that he understood.

"How did you do that?"

"Look at the catalog, look at the title, look at the knowledge points, very quickly."

Looking at the table of contents is to understand the framework of the knowledge system, looking at the topic is to understand the key content, and then looking at the knowledge points in a targeted manner, which can indeed greatly improve efficiency.

Sure enough, the person whose goal is to conquer the sea of stars is indeed outstanding.

Yang Li pointed to the two books on the table again: "I brought you "Functional Analysis" and "Partial Differential Equations", I have the same habit of making annotations as you, you can read my annotations, this is faster." ”

Shen Qingmeng flipped it open casually, and sure enough, the key points were written with annotations, and even the relevant knowledge points were marked with the positions, rigorous and clear.

Compared with Yang Li's annotations, Shen Qingmeng's annotations are casual and very readable. She will write some reading thoughts, and even write about her mood, as well as small stories and interesting things that come to mind.

Yang Li's annotation is completely aimed at connecting all the knowledge points in the shortest time and with the most sufficient thinking. It is very purposeful, it is to learn and use it quickly.

Although he didn't say it, the meaning of the words had already been expressed, and he didn't agree with Shen Qingmeng's graffiti-style annotations.

The bell rang for the morning reading class, and the thirteenth class still had no reading atmosphere, and the noise came and went.

Yang Li was in the seat next to Shen Qingmeng, as motionless as a mountain, and he had no intention of returning to the first class.

"You're not going back?"

"Our class reads early and is noisy."

Can the morning reading of the first class be noisier than the environment of the thirteenth class like a vegetable market?

Wang Yun entered the classroom on time when the morning reading bell rang, and it was the boiling sound that gradually became quieter.

There was an extra person in the class, and the teacher standing on the podium could see it at a glance.

Before Shen Qingmeng came, Yang Li had always been the first in his grade, and Wang Yun naturally knew him. The first of the two grades sat together, reading quietly, and occasionally the two discussed it, and Wang Yun didn't care about it anymore.

"I know why you're staying in Class Thirteen?"

Shen Qingmeng raised his eyes from the book and expressed his doubts with his eyes.

"There are more students in the classroom who are not in their own class, and the teacher doesn't care, Class 13 is indeed very free, and I want to stay here."

Shen Qingmeng was taken aback by him: "It's good if you think about this kind of thought, but don't tell Teacher Xu." Otherwise, I will spoil a class of good students, and Mr. Xu will have to eat me. ”