All the students in No. 1 Middle School dropped their jaws in shock.

He Jing was calm: "I haven't played for a long time, my hand is born, it's yours."

It's a hammer!

The brown spot man thought that he couldn't practice to this level in eight lifetimes, so he directly chose to admit defeat, and the gamble ended in failure.

……

Leaving the club, He Jing crossed the road back to the opposite side and waited for the bus home.

She bought a bottle of orange juice, made four steel hammers, put them in her frog purse, and put them away properly.

The handsome and tall boy stood beside her, blocking the eyes of the other men like a protector, and said, "I'll send you home."

He Jing didn't really want to speak, so she lowered her head absent-mindedly: "No need."

Yan Hanxi picked up the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, carried her schoolbag to him, and said, "Three good students, this time you provoked me first."

He Jing raised his head and said angrily, "Why did you provoke you, don't you know in your heart?"

If it weren't for the kind of place where he was under her nose, how could she go in at any costume, not to mention that the law made her unable to open her legs, and that she should be said as a psychological adult to supervise the flowers of the motherland not to grow crookedly......

Yan Hanxi chuckled, "So, in order to maintain school discipline, you don't hesitate to lie, and you want to go in to find me? Three good students, you should be rated as the top 10 in the country."

He Jing felt that there was nothing wrong with her evaluation of the top ten, she was originally positive and positive.

Yan Hanxi said again: "Since you want to part ways with me, well, let's settle the accounts of you calling the police to arrest me and claiming to be my mother."

He Jing had already thought about it, and was very calm: "If you don't want money, you want to die."

Yan Hanxi found out, and the girl in front of her was bold and didn't get in with oil and salt.

He couldn't help but compromise, controlling the itch at the tip of his heart, and said in a deep voice like the strings of G major, "Give me a chance?"

He Jing: "......"

Give a hammer.

Too lazy to pay attention to this humanoid flirtatious girl, as soon as the bus came, He Jing directly put coins on the bus.

Yan Hanxi stayed in place with his pockets, not really sticking to it against her will, but just hooking the corners of his lips happily.

……

The next day, He Jing went to school early and saw Yan Hanxi sitting in his seat eye-catchingly.

He seemed to be in a hundred times more energetic, and when he heard the movement, he turned his eyes, smiled lightly and said hello: "Three good students, morning."

The whole class of girls looked at them.

He Jing said expressionlessly, "Let Jean."

She's sitting in the back.

Yan Hanxi raised his eyebrows and moved one leg away.

He Jing sat in smoothly, and heard the head teacher at the door say, "Student He Jing, send the homework of each subject to the office before class."

He Jing's face froze, put down her schoolbag, took out her homework from Japan and yesterday, and said to Yan Hanxi, "Let me go."

This time, Yan Hanxi didn't let it, and the removed leg rested on the desk, with an obvious smile: "I haven't handed in my homework yet, won't you accept it?"

Oh –

Not to mention that she forgot.

He Jing stretched out his hand and said coldly and ruthlessly, "Homework."

Yan Hanxi looked at her white and tender hands, as well as the clean and neat lines of her palms, and smiled lightly, and her laughter was like a red feather scratching people's hearts: "Three good students, the school bully's homework is not so easy to collect, you might as well think of a way."

Think of a hammer.

He Jing asked, "Do you think I won't be able to get out like this?"