"I don't know." Although he said this, he thought in his heart that it would be best if Ji Xun, who got up tomorrow morning, could forget about it, or he just thought it was fun for a while and forgot about it when he had had enough.

But the Sultan obviously overestimated his understanding of Ji Xun, and the next morning after breakfast, the Sultan and Mo Ziqi had just sat down here, and they had only taken a sip of milk, and Ji Xun and Jiang Nan sat down next to them with no one in their eyes. At the four-position table, Sultan and Mo Ziqi almost threw the milk out of their hands.

Ji Xun actually said to the Sultan very well: "Why do you eat so little?" After saying that, he took two steamed dumplings and a siu mai and put them in the Sultan's dining tray.

The Sultan pinched the milk in one hand and chopsticks in the other, feeling that he was now scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. Thought: Less? A glass of milk, two meat buns, so much protein, which eye did he see that a girl would eat so much and would have less? And just because he ate breakfast for the first time, he didn't estimate the consumption, and he actually became the image of a big stomach in his eyes. What is a misstep into a thousand hatreds? Here it is.

Mo Ziqi and Jiang Nan, who were opposite the two of them, also had their faces distorted, one was overly frightened, and the other felt too embarrassed. There was also a banging sound of pots and bowls next to it.

Ji Xun didn't know if it was on purpose, so he quickly finished the breakfast in front of him, and then watched the three of them eat. The Sultan originally wanted to get Ji Xun and them to go first, but Ji Xun didn't play according to the routine at all, and completely had the posture of waiting for you. The Sultan could only resign himself to eating the breakfast he bought, and then ate the steamed dumplings and siu mai given by Ji Xun.

After eating, Sultan felt that he was not choked to death by Ji Xun's non-routine cards today, nor was he supported to death by the two extra steamed dumplings and a roasted wheat. This guy didn't recognize her now, and she wouldn't feel so embarrassed. But why did she suddenly become her nemesis again? No, she had to find a way to let him know that she didn't want to have too much contact with him.

After breakfast, Ji Xun and Jiang Nan came out of the cafeteria, said hello to the Sultan and Mo Ziqi and went to the direction of the dormitory, and before leaving, Ji Xun said to the Sultan: "In the future, we will all sit down and eat together." ”

The Sultan tried to hold him down and strangle him, and everyone was killed. The Sultan and Mo Ziqi walked to the water dispenser to get water, and Mo Ziqi said to the Sultan: "I feel like I will have indigestion in the morning. ”

Sultan replied: "I feel like I can't digest it in the morning, I'm going to die." After saying that, he touched his stomach. Turning his head to look at Mo Ziqi, he said to her again: "If I die, you must avenge me." ”

Mo Ziqi listened to the Sultan's request, compared the combat strength of himself and Ji Xun in his heart, shook his head, and could only comfort the Sultan: "You hold on, there are still two meals today!" "The meaning is obvious, I can't help it.

The Sultan no longer felt uncomfortable or embarrassed about Ji Xun's feelings, he only felt tears streaming down his heart, God, can someone take this demon away?

At the same time, Ji Xun and Jiang Nan just took the clothes they changed yesterday to the school gate and asked the nanny at home to take them back to wash. On the way back to the classroom, Jiang Nan asked very bluntly: "Have you met a demon who can accept you?" ”

Ji Xun was noncommittal, his face in a happy mood hooked, no matter why the Sultan didn't want to sit in front of him, and whether she didn't want to get his attention on the day of school, or if she really just didn't want to sit in front of him. Regardless of why she gave him the feeling that she rejected him, he only knew that the moment the Sultan turned to look at him yesterday, his heart did stop for a moment, and then it beat wildly. At that moment, Ji Xun saw his mind clearly, he didn't want to just sit with the Sultan one after the other, the motive was not pure, but he wanted to do it. He felt that the Sultan was still quite cheerful and lively when he was to Mo Ziqi, but to him, he felt that the Sultan was deliberately avoiding him, and now that he had the opportunity, of course he understood that the opportunity could not be lost and would not come again. In this school, Ji Xun has always been at the top of the food chain among all the students, and it can be said that there is nothing special to attract his attention. Since the Sultan bumped into him, how could he be polite?

Jiang Nan saw his expression in estrus, and read it three times in front of Ji Xun: "This is my brother, this is my brother, this is my brother." Only then did he resist the urge to smoke him, "It's so fast." Jiang Nan commented.

"You want to compete?" Ji Xun didn't care what he said, and Jiang Nan silently recited this brother three times in his heart.

Then he said, "There is no grass at the end of the world." ”

"Oh! Have you really thought about it? Ji Xun was very indebted to challenge Jiang Nan's bottom line.

Jiang Nan ignored him and only read one sentence: "Jiang Nan wants to chase the Sultan." "This time, Ji Xun recited this brother three times in his heart.

One morning, except for going to the toilet once and doing an eye exercise, the Sultan spent the rest of his time doing questions quickly, from the homework assigned by the teacher to the workbook, and then to the practice questions at the back of the text.

Mo Ziqi felt that his head was big, and he felt even more pressure, and in the end, he also got on the bar with various homework and practice questions.

The Sultan said to Mo Ziqi before the last verse: "I just eat too much to consume energy, and you don't eat too much, why are you doing this?" ”

Mo Ziqi was dumbfounded after hearing this, and wailed: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I thought you were going to be the first in your grade! ”

Bell bell bell ...... No matter how reluctant I was, the last class was over. The Sultan pulled Mo Ziqi to hide in the bathroom, waited, and then went out ten minutes later, in order not to be choked to death or supported to death by Ji Xun, she could only avoid eating at the same table with him.

But this world is like this, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high, Ji Xun once again vividly reflected the meaning of this sentence to the sultan. He pulled Jiang Nan to block Sultan and Mo Ziqi at the staircase on the first floor of the teaching building.

Keeping silent about their deliberate avoidance, as if they really didn't know. still spoke in a familiar tone from the four of us: "I heard Zhang Qiang, who was sitting behind me, say that the sweet and sour tenderloin in the school cafeteria is delicious." Why don't we eat this at noon? ”

Jiang Nan pretended to be very surprised and said: "Oh, it's really rare, it's only been two days, you remember the names of the classmates sitting in front of you and behind you, you are a new semester?" "The teasing can be heard three streets away.

Ji Xun was noncommittal, in fact, the original words he heard were like this: There are two things in the school that are most liked by male students: the single school flower and the top card in the cafeteria. The school flower doesn't need to be explained, everyone understands it! As for the top brand of the cafeteria, it is naturally the three most popular dishes in the cafeteria. Watt? Which three? Of course, it's the first stir-fried beef with peppers, the second sweet and sour tenderloin and the third salted fish and eggplant pot, I don't know, I know at a glance that you are new, and you must not have added the school's most famous WeChat group, right? Come on, come on, send eight yuan eight on WeChat, I'll pull you in! This is the anatomical artifact you know about the first middle school in the city, and the eight pieces of eight are discounted for the sake of the same table. At that time, he turned his head and glanced at the boy sitting behind him, a slender boy with glasses, and a boy with a handsome face, but just such a boy, what he said was so ...... So Ji Xun couldn't find an adjective to describe him. Oh! may be described as wonderful, a strange with a market stew.

He thought, stir-fried beef with peppers doesn't seem to be very suitable for Sudan, or sweet and sour tenderloin.