Shan Hai High School [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 38

Ji Xingling got 99 in the Chinese language test this time. Although he passed, it was considered a setback compared to the score in the first test, and it was also lower than the overall average score in the joint test this time. And with a score of 99, even Mr. Kobayashi Ben Lin thought, why can't the marking teacher give one more point to make everyone happy?

Sure enough, after the young master knew his score, his first reaction was the same, this fucking...just one point short?

He said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, who changed the test paper? Was it on purpose? Did you take a closer look for me? I think it should be hundreds this time."

"I took a quick glance." Lin Jing said, "Actually, if the teachers of this school mark the papers, you must have more than this score."

Ji Xingling didn't understand: "What do you mean if the teacher in this school grades the papers, you mean that the teachers in other schools deliberately target me, and then the points will be deducted crazily? Damn, why is that? I haven't gone to fight outside the school recently."

"No one targeted you, and you were victimized and wanted to accept it." Lin Jing had no choice but to say, "I mean, can your handwriting be any uglier? Teachers in this school will be merciful when grading papers, because they are used to it, but other teachers I'm not used to it, and the teachers who graded the college entrance examination will not be used to it. In your composition this time, I read the first sentence three times before I realized that it was written 'I like to observe water'. It is true that you like to observe, but' Is it necessary to write the word 'Observation' full of overflowing words, what were you happy about at that time?"

"..."

The eldest young master explained: "I'm not happy. I listened to you, and it shouldn't be a dark mess. That's why I capitalized it on purpose, trying to make every stroke and every stroke obvious."

"It's quite obvious." Lin Jing said truthfully, "It's very ugly."

Ji Xingling "cut", sat back in his seat, and refused to discuss this issue any further.

Lin Jing looked at him sideways: "Are you angry?"

"No." Ji Xingling looked indifferently, looked at the blackboard casually, and licked his last tooth habitually.

"Well, I did tell you to write clearly before." Lin Jing said, "But if you don't want to write consecutively this time, the small grid is completely enough, and you don't need to fly out. And the content of your composition The writing is very good, and the beginning is not the same as before, piled up for a long paragraph... There is progress."

Ji Xingling glanced at him sideways: "What did you pause for, did you intend to say 'nonsense'?"

Lin Jing: "I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense."

Ji Xingling's teeth were itchy, so he simply brought him over and pressed his backhand on the table: "Hey, did you get used to mocking me? Is there a teacher like you who can't be gentle when talking to me?" a little?"

He was tall and strong, and when he leaned down, he looked like some kind of beast rushing out of the deep forest in the early morning, with cold threats all over his body and a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

Lin Jing's eyelashes trembled. His chin rested on the table, his arms were twisted behind him, and he couldn't use much strength. With a little struggle, his side face could touch the warm breath of the other party.

"Let go of me first."

"Don't let go."

Ji Xingling may have also been embarrassed by the phrase "the word is obviously ugly", and with a bit of bad intentions of deliberately bullying, he got closer to him, and gently pressed his chin against the hot blood-red earlobe: "Hey, Do you seem to have tinnitus again?"