Chapter 29

It was still early for Jian Qin to return to the classroom. Just as he was about to sleep for a while, Jiang Yang put milk and breakfast on her table with a slap. Jian Qin narrowed his eyes, sat up, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Your breakfast."

"Oh, thank you." Jian Qin pushed aside, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to him, "No need to look for it."

The blue veins on Jiang Yang's forehead jumped.

Has he been insulted again?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jian Qin put the money on his table, pressed a corner with a book, then buried his face in his arms, lying on the table and continued to sleep.

Jiang Yang's blue veins exploded, and he lifted his leg and kicked her table leg.

"What else?"

Jian Qin sat up and looked at him with anger in his eyes.

Her figure was a little thin, and the school uniform was loosely worn on her body. From his angle, he could just see her delicate and beautiful collarbone, and her white, shiny neck was slender, as if it would break if it was broken.

down again...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Qin looked at him suspiciously, Jiang Yang caught her eyes off guard, his face suddenly became very hot, he quickly turned his face, and slapped her with the money she had just put under the table. on the table.

"I lost the breakfast. I'm telling you that I'm not cheating. Who wants your money!"

"Yesterday's bet wasn't just breakfast, it was an apology and a stool cleaning, so you're still a fool."

Jian Qin glanced at him indifferently, and put the money back again, "If you don't want to throw it away, don't give it back to me, don't disturb my rest if there's nothing to do."

Jiang Yang finally managed to convince himself not to care about her just now, but when she said that, he became angry again.

"Yesterday's game doesn't count. Let's play another game. If you agree, I'll apologize to you!"

"Why should I believe you?" Jian Qin glanced at him lightly.

There was obviously some contempt in her eyes, Jiang Yang almost exploded, trying to convince herself not to be angry, and hummed, "You shouldn't be afraid, right?"

"Well, I'm scared."

Jiang Yang: "..."

Jiang Yang tore off a piece of white paper from the notebook and put it directly in front of her, "Write down your game id."

"The account has not been used for a long time, so I can't remember it."

"What are you kidding?!!!"

Jiang Yang felt that she did it on purpose.

Oh, sample.

He still can't cure her?

Jiang Yang bit off the pen cap, bent down and wrote his id account on the paper, "Go back and re-apply for an account, hit the full level, and add my friend to compete again."

"What happened to your hand?"

Jian Qin noticed that the wound on the back of his hand seemed to be a scratch. It was estimated that he had handled it casually. The wound was a little red and showed signs of inflammation.

Jiang Yang didn't expect her brain to care about his hand. She was stunned for a while, put her hand behind her, and said angrily, "What's your business?"

After speaking, Jiang Yang threw the paper to her and returned to his seat.

Nagging, how can it be like a motherfucker.

Jian Qin instinctively cared about his wounds, but he forgot his temper. Seeing that he was upset, he didn't bother to care.

Jiang Yang threw the book on the table, after a while, he sat up, glanced at the wound again, and snorted.

care about him?

Is this a new round of humiliation?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yang felt more inexplicable irritability, and simply lay down on the table and started to sleep.

Last night, all he thought about was that game, and he didn't sleep well at all at all. After a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, he felt extremely cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, but at the same time he felt very hot, his head was dizzy, and the pain was terrible.

There were constant voices calling him in his ears. It was so noisy that he was annoying to the death. He wanted to make these people shut up, but he had no strength at all, and his throat was sore.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed in the infirmary, and Zhou Chenguang was looking at him anxiously.

"Master Xiao Jiang, you are awake, you scared me to death."

Seeing Jiang Yang awake, Zhou Chenguang breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Yang noticed a pain in the back of his hand just as he was about to move. Only then did he find the infusion tube attached to the back of his hand.

"It's 39.8. You can't wake up no matter what you call it. The doctor said the wound was inflamed."

Jiang Yang glanced down and found that the back of his hand was a little swollen, and the wound had festered.

He didn't take it seriously last night, just put some medicine on it, but he didn't expect it to become inflamed.

It's good, I used to pretend to be sick and spend time in the infirmary, but now I can be open and aboveboard.

Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket and started playing games. After finishing a bottle of drip, Zhou Chengguang saw that he had no intention of leaving, and hurriedly said: "Little Jiang, go back to the classroom, the monthly exam is coming soon, I I promised my mother that I will be promoted to ten places this time, or else my phone will be confiscated from me in the future."

"If you want to go back, go back by yourself, I won't." Jiang Yang snorted lightly, "I have a headache when I see the person in front of me."

"You mean Jian Qin?"

"Don't say it, when you say it, my head hurts again." Jiang Yang supported his forehead, "Hey, by the way, I remember that the seat will be changed after the monthly exam."

It doesn't matter if his grades are poor, the last row is seated, and Jian Qin is expected to be transferred.

Seeing that he and Jian Qin were at tit-for-tat, Zhou Chenguang couldn't help but say, "Actually, Jian Qin is pretty good. She found out about your fever this time. Otherwise, no one will find out until after school."

Jiang Yang usually sleeps and plays games in class. The teachers of various subjects are too lazy to care about him. All the classmates know his temper, and no one dares to disturb him except Chen Sesel.

Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment, "How could she find out?"

After asking, he suddenly remembered that in the morning, she cared about his wound.

She seemed to care about him.

Could it be that Jian Qin has a crush on him?

So you are so indifferent to him, just to attract his attention?

After thinking about it clearly, Jiang Yang felt a little proud.

"Then I'll go back first."

Seeing that he didn't want to leave, Zhou Chenguang got up and was about to leave. Jiang Yang put on his phone and flew out of bed, "Let's go, I'll be with you."

He has to tell Jian Qin, he only has Chen Sesu in his heart, stop playing such boring tricks in front of him.

Jiang Yang took the medicine prescribed by the school doctor, and as soon as he walked to the corridor of the class, he saw the door. There were a lot of people surrounded by the window, and they were whispering something while hooking their head to look inside.

"What are they looking at?" Jiang Yang asked Zhou Chenguang impatiently.

There used to be girls sneaking up to the window to look at him, but today he's not there, why are these people bothering to look at him?

"It's all about Jian Qin." Zhou Chenguang also had a headache, "Yesterday, the post by Jian Qin and Xu Yanheng disappeared for no reason. Many people said that Jian Qin was directing and acting. Deleted, now Jian Qin has almost become the public enemy of girls."

"But I think the posting time is when the two of you are soloing. Jian Qin doesn't have time to post at all, and Jian Qin doesn't bring his mobile phone at all."

Zhou Chenguang added another sentence.

Jiang Yang glared at him, Zhou Chenguang consciously poked his sore spot, and quickly closed his mouth.