Those Days of Saving The School Heartthrob

"Lin, Lin Feng, why are you here ?!"

Ji Mingyue is still thinking about how he should approach Lin Feng and make an opening remarks later, but Lin Feng has already sat next to him.

In order to rest comfortably in the car, he took off his sun protection jacket and hugged it with his backpack on his legs. His hair was trapped in the back of the seat, and because of the static friction, it was slightly edgy. Good state.

Lin Feng said, "Family members are not allowed to enter the platform. You told me the train number. I saw that there was a round trip in a short time, so I bought a ticket."

Ji Mingyue briefly warmed for the word "family", and then said, "I don't mean to ask how you came here ... I mean, why are you here? You just have to wait at the exit. "

"Isn't your hand hurt? The platform is too far from the exit." Lin Feng said lightly, "Let me see."

"There's nothing to see." Even so, Ji Mingyue pulled his hand out and shook his gauze-wrapped fingers. "It's just a stroke, it'll be fine in two days ..."

Lin Feng grasped his wrist, and Zai carefully looked for a while, and said, "The bandage is not good, and I will get out of the car and repackage it."

Ji Mingyue Yuguang glanced at the girl next door and was looking curiously at them. He couldn't help but look up at Lin Feng, raised his hand, and retracted it back into his clothes: "... um, I know."

"Where's your suitcase?" Lin Feng didn't care about other people's eyes, turned around and continued to ask questions.

"Behind the last row, I got into the car a little late, and the luggage compartments that can be pushed flat were full. I couldn't get it with one hand, so I was stuffed behind." Ji Mingyue said, trying to stand up to Looking back, "I don't know if it will be stolen!"

"Is that the brown houndstooth one?" Lin Feng pressed him. "I saw it when I got on the bus. Don't move, I'll get it."

Lin Feng got up and walked to the back to carry the suitcase. Ji Mingyue followed his eyes and looked back, and found that the girl with glasses next door was still watching him. The two eyes collided, and the girl with glasses showed him a honey juice. smile.

Ji Mingyue hesitated. Would you like to explain to her that Lin Feng was his elder brother or relative, or he would always feel a little strange.

Then he saw the girl with glasses flipping through a page of the book. On the colored pages, there were two naked men embracing each other.

Ji Mingyue: "..."

It seems useless to explain anything = _ =

Lin Feng brought the suitcase and put it in the visible upper luggage compartment. It was not long before the train arrived in Beicheng.

The more Ji Ming wears his jacket and puts on his backpack, Lin Feng also takes off the suitcase. Ji Ming wants to get started to help, but Lin Feng let him back and dodged: "I'll take it."

Lin Feng's movements were neat and neat, he picked up the box and went out, Ji Mingyue could only follow and followed him.

A short distance from the platform is the entrance to the exit. Looking at the steps that can't be seen, many passers-by sighed with regret and went down carefully and hard with the suitcase. Only Ji Mingyue put his hands in his pockets, and all seemed a little idle.

"Will it be heavy?" Ji Mingyue was a little uneasy. "Would you like to change it for me? My left hand is fine."

"Not sinking, okay." Lin Feng walked down the suitcase with one hand, and even had time to reach out to catch him to prevent him from being hit by pedestrians behind him.

Finally, after walking through the long steps, the next step was flat to the exit. Ji Mingyue reached out his hand a little resolutely this time: "Give me, my left hand is really okay."

Lin Feng glanced at him and really returned the suitcase to his hand.

Ji Mingyue dragged his suitcase, in fact, he was a little happy: He did difficult things, and Lin Feng no matter how much trouble, he also took the initiative to help him; but Lin Feng would not be arbitrary and forced himself to accept what he could His "goodwill".

"There are steps." Lin Feng reminded him.

There is a small step of one or two steps in front, which is not a problem for Ji Mingyue, and he can also carry it smoothly by his left hand. He turned to look at Lin Feng, and found that he was also watching himself intently, and his heart moved, suddenly thinking of Lin Feng staring at his own eyes in the video he saw at this time last year.

"Lin Feng."

He almost blurted out and called his name.

Perhaps it was the ambiguousness and tenderness of this time that gave him too much room for fantasy. Even at the moment of speaking, there was struggling and confession in his heart, but Lin Feng had turned his face to his sight. He was still impulse and asked that sentence:

"Are you so good to others except me?"

Asking this question, his face was hot, feeling a bit shameless. He couldn't help looking down at the ground first, only to try to get an answer, he looked up and looked at Lin Feng's face again.

The crowds were turbulent, and everyone who walked by was hurried. Lin Feng settled his footsteps and suddenly stood in a unique scenery.

Hearing Ji Mingyue's words clearly, he raised an eyebrow, and seemed a little surprised.

But he didn't hesitate and quickly gave the answer—

"No."

When school starts again, they will be seniors.

Ji Mingyue still remembers that there was a second mid-term exam in high school. He and Lin Feng finished the test. When he looked back at the brightly lit third floor of the high school, he sighed to Lin Feng, saying that it was completely unthinkable, and I was afraid he would be exhausted.

What did Lin Feng say at the time? "People who go home to study now will do the same in high school; those who go home to play now will also play in the classroom." In fact, it makes no difference.

Looking at it now, it seems that he was really right.

Although I moved to the third year of high school, the atmosphere in the class became obviously tense. Yang Chao is also the first time to take the senior year. With a stressful face every day, he walks in a hurry, as if he is in a hurry at any time, invisibly making the class atmosphere more dignified.

But for Ji Mingyue himself, apart from having more papers to make, he didn't think there was any big difference from before.

Evening self-study has changed from voluntary to compulsory. Classes must also be held on Saturdays. There is only one day of the weekend on the weekends. However, when he volunteered for self-study late in the evening, he didn't miss a few sessions. He was usually at home on Saturdays and had to do homework and write homework. He was accustomed to this work schedule. He had all the homework that he had missed before. At present, the most important thing is to integrate the basics, and there is no great pressure to learn from the beginning.

Looking at Lin Feng, it seems to be almost the same, basically consistent with the previous rhythm, and began a review plan in an orderly manner. The weekend is the same as before, getting up early, preparing breakfast for Ji Mingyue, and hurried back before the evening self-study begins.

In the first mode, Ji Mingyue really realized the "strength" of the teachers. The first day was divided into the test room and the test. In the afternoon of the next day, the grade list was sent to everyone's desk. No time is given.

The problem is not difficult. Ji Mingyue scored 562 points. Although it seems that there are so many scores compared with the score of the last final exam, after the unified review and finishing after the third year of senior high school, the entire grade Score levels have improved significantly. Therefore, this time, his grade ranking did not rise but fell, and he regressed by one, just stuck in the position of grade 100.

Lin Feng still steadily ranked in the top three of the grade. Ji Mingyue occasionally heard classmates talking, all saying that his top2 school must be stable.

Ji Mingyue nodded earnestly in his heart: there, indeed, is where Lin Feng should have gone.

After taking the test, they finally ushered in a short period of relaxation-the autumn sports meeting of experimental high school is about to begin.

Grades 2 and 6 have changed into Grades 3 and 6, but from Grade 1 to Grade 3, their athletic performance has always been mediocre and nothing special. Lin Feng is good for long-distance running, but he will be called by the school every year to hold the flag or read the draft on the podium. There is basically no chance for him to perform.

This year, Yang Chao said that in order not to leave regrets for his high school career, I hope everyone will participate enthusiastically this time to get the best results.

The words were very enthusiastic, and the response of the masses was also very high. However, when the projects were reported to 800 meters, 1,500, or 3,000, the people were still very tacit and quiet, until they died.

——No way, I am bored to study in the classroom every day. Who has such good physical strength to run the whole course? Afraid not to be exhausted.

In high school, there was a Cui Qi in their class. They were better at running. They could get more points for their class. Now Cui Qi is going to study literature. Students look at me, I look at you, big eyes and small eyes. No one said anything.

"I want this." Lin Feng took an entry form and said, "The rest can be easier."

"Wow--" Seeing that he had taken the registration form for the three-kilometer long-distance race, everyone immediately gave out an awe-inspiring exclamation, and touted it with sincerity, "It is indeed our school grass!"

Yang Chao also came and said, "If you are not good at this kind of project, the teacher does not require you to get any grades, and you don't even have to finish it." He comforted, "It is necessary to have a place in each class. It ’s about participation. "

Feng Rui saw Ji Mingyue, who was looking at the registration form with Lin Feng, and arched him with a smile: "Ji Mingyue, everyone's 'big school grass' is on, can't you 'small school grass'?"

Ji Mingyuebai said at a glance, "Why don't you get on?"

Feng Rui said: "Who told me to look less handsome than you? I ca n’t be a" small school grass "and I ca n’t accept so many gifts." He patted his head. "Oh, I forgot, how can the young lady of Jin Zhiyu Ye do such a thing?" ,forget it!"

"You get off!" The nickname that hadn't been mentioned for a long time was pulled out again, and Ji Ming flushed slightly, "... Sports Committee, I'll report it to 1,500, give me a watch!"

Anyway, no one else is willing to participate now. The head teacher has said that the emphasis is on participation, so he can't finish running.

When Feng Rui saw that his radical skills were working, he laughed and was very proud, but Yang Chao said, "Feng Rui, you can also glorify the class, report 800?"

The head teacher generally doesn't force anyone to sign up, but in such a public eye, "negotiation" is not so much like "negotiation", Feng Rui can only cry with grief, and in Ji Mingyue's "Taodao Good Reincarnation" mocking voice, he takes eight Registration form for 100 meters.

The registration of the sports event was solved, and the next problem was the class square. In the six-year class square, a tall and beautiful girl is holding a card at the forefront, the other two girls are shorter than her, and the remaining students are next.

By this year, the girl who has been holding a card at the forefront has a new opinion: "Teacher, we asked about it. The square matrix of other classes is basically our class. If we want to be different, I think Still have to do something new. "

Yang Chao nodded: "What tricks do you want?"

"It's not necessarily girls who are holding the cards. We have been holding them for two years and we want to retire." The girls smiled slyly. "We suggest that from the card to the shield this time, they are replaced by boys!"

"Ah? Who is coming?" Someone interjected. "Isn't Lin Feng in charge of the school's general banner? He can't come."

"Without Lin Feng, don't we still have a big lady ... Oh no, Xiao Xiao Cao?" Said the girl, turning her head to look over, Ji Mingyue met her gaze, somehow felt chilly ...

The girl continued with a smile: "... and we can discuss the issue of clothing again."

Ominous foresight, confirmed by tAt