The weather is cold in winter, and the time for day students to study in the evening is mentioned again and again.

In the past few days, the school has temporarily canceled the evening self-study, but in one night, the teachers have not been soft in assigning homework.

Zeng Zhile lay on the desk and sighed for a long time: "Oh my God, when I think of going home to have so many test papers, I think it might as well be self-studying at school at night."

Lu Qianmo, who was at the front table, heard the voice and turned around to persuade her: "If you think like this, compared to Ling Xing and Luo Shen, we can be regarded as very relaxed."

That's right, the school doesn't allow evening self-study these days, and Ling Xing and they have to use a certain nail to continue the debate class when they get home.

Sure enough, as long as someone is worse than themselves, they will find that their life is full of sunshine.

This time it is Ling Xing's turn to be on duty, and they are still a familiar foursome, she, Zeng Zhile, Su Qingluo and Pei Yan.

When the classmates in the classroom were almost gone, and the four of them were about to cooperate with sweeping the floor, Ji Yan, who had not left, stood up at this time.

He strode up to Ling Xing, stretched out his hand to take the broom from Ling Xing's hand, and there was a familiar gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "Xingxing, I'll sweep for you, you wait for me outside the classroom for a while, and we'll go back together."

Ji Yan used a tone that was not negotiable, as if he was determined that Ling Xing would not refuse him.

Also, in Ji Yan's memories of the past ten years, Ling Xing rarely rejected him, especially when he wanted to help her.

As soon as Ji Yan's words fell, Ling Xing frowned quite uncomfortably, Zeng Zhile also frowned, and Su Qingluo directly sank his face.

A broom that came out of thin air was handed to Ji Yan, and Su Qingluo's attitude was cold and tough: "So like to sweep the floor? Why don't you sweep it for me? ”

Ji Yan's face sank suddenly, waved away the broom handed over by Su Qingluo, and said coldly: "Go away!" Why should I sweep it for you? ”

Su Qingluo's expression did not show any annoyance, he glanced at Ji Yan lightly, and spoke with a gun: "They are all classmates, you can help Ling Xing, why can't you help me?"

After that, he glanced at Zeng Zhile lightly with side eyes.

Zeng Zhile received Su Qingluo's gaze, and his confused and somewhat sluggish brain began to spin wildly.

What does Roselle mean by giving her this look? Let her say something?

But in this situation, what should she say?

It's too hard for her, isn't it?

She is a scumbag brain, how can she be on the same thinking channel as Xueshen?

When Zeng Zhile's brain was spinning wildly, Pei Yan, who was standing in front of her, raised his hand and made a ponytail movement, his long hair was not long, this action was somewhat funny.

Before Zeng Zhile could laugh, he saw Pei Yan use the broom in his hand to sweep the floor again......

Zeng Zhile is not stupid, she didn't react just now, she just ate melons and ate her brain was stuck for a while.

This will be realized in an instant, so she took a step forward and walked between Ji Yan and Su Qingluo, and smiled before saying a word: "Ji Yan, are you helping Xingxing sweep the floor because Xingxing is a girl?" Then I'm a girl too, can you help me sweep it too? ”

Ji Yan has never had too much bad attitude towards girls, but today is different from the past, and the girl with a sweet smile in front of her is obviously helping Su Qingluo.

So, he took half a step back and coldly refused: "No."

The smile on the corner of Zeng Zhile's mouth slowly froze on her face, and before she could adjust the lost emotions on her face, Ji Yan immediately added: "But if you are not feeling well and can't sweep the floor, monkeys and fat people can help you."

The monkey and the fat man on the side glanced at each other, as a brainless little brother, no matter what Ji Yan did, they all supported Ji Yan, so they said in unison: "Yes, we can help you sweep."

Gee.

Zeng Zhile hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and said in a serious tone: "No, no, I'll make a little joke."

Ling Xing also opened his mouth to refuse at this time: "Ji Yan, I don't need your help, I can sweep it myself."

Ling Xing is always like this, with a very gentle voice, but he can say very firm words.

Probably didn't expect Ling Xing to reject him so decisively, Ji Yan adjusted the corners of his mouth several times before adjusting the familiar smile: "Okay, Xingxing, I'll wait for you outside, let's go home together."

Ling Xing just wanted to say that he didn't have to wait, but Ji Yan turned his head and walked out of the classroom quickly without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Ling Xing would reject him.

The monkey and the fat man looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

There was a sense of irritability in his heart for no reason, and Ling Xing knew at this time that it was also a very annoying thing to be entangled by people he didn't like.

Qiu Yilin was still slowly packing up the books on the desk, she had been paying attention to Ling Xing's movements, and now seeing Ji Yan leave the classroom, she hurriedly picked up the books in her hand and walked out quickly.

Cleaning the classroom is not a hard task, especially when so many people clean together, usually they always talk and laugh when cleaning, but today's atmosphere is a little dignified.

Ji Yan was standing outside the classroom, separated by a glass door, his eyes locked on Ling Xing, moving with Ling Xing's movements.

It may be that the two sentences that Su Qingluo posted in the group yesterday gave Ji Yan a sense of crisis, and others may not know who Su Qingluo's two sentences were sent to, but Ji Yan is very clear.

Qiu Yilin didn't know what to say to Ji Yan when she walked outside, Ji Yan actually raised the corners of her lips and smiled softly.

It happened that Zeng Zhile straightened up at this time and looked up at the window, and then she saw Ji Yan smiling at Qiu Yilin, smiling like spring......

She sneered lowly, took a broom and came to Ling Xing's side, and couldn't help but remind: "Xingxing, I know that you and Ji Yan grew up together, but ...... Don't you think Ji Yan and Qiu Yilin-"

Ling Xing nodded: "I know everything."

From the time the two girls handed over the water at the same time that day, she knew that Ji Yan was wavering.

Ling Xing clearly knew that it was also handing water, even if there was no her on the playground, Su Qingluo would refuse all the water handed over by the girls with a sentence of "I don't drink water", but Ji Yan wouldn't, not only would he not refuse, but when faced with a choice, the answer he chose in the end would not be 100% inclined to her.

Later, when Qiu Yilin attacked him, she didn't bother much to get a lot of his favorability, of course, it was also because of Ji Yan's good strategy that gave Qiu Yilin the illusion that the IQ of the paper person in the book was far inferior to her.

Zeng Zhile muttered again in a low voice: "It's still good to be in good spirits, nostalgic people will be affectionate."

Her voice was too low, and Ling Xing could vaguely hear what she was muttering, but she didn't hear a word clearly.

The cleaning was quickly completed, and the two boys went out with garbage to throw it away, and Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile put cleaning tools such as brooms back in place.

When the four of them walked out of the classroom together, Ji Yan and the others were no longer visible in the corridor.

The one who kept saying that he wanted to wait for Ling Xing to go home with him had long since disappeared.

Ling Xing didn't feel much disappointed by this, anyway, Ji Yan could always do multiple-choice questions, but she would never be his alternative.

(End of chapter)