Chapter 68: Brother Jiang, pay attention to the characters
Shen Qinghe's bright eyes flickered, and she said her rejection tactfully: "I'm sorry, my best friend took away my phone. Let's talk about it next time."
Normal people can hear this as a polite refusal.
The junior student seemed to not understand: "Senior, don't you even remember your WeChat ID?"
"I'm primitive gibberish and can't remember it."
Jiang Yao's face was so disgusting: "If you don't have some emotional intelligence, don't ask for WeChat."
The elementary school student had a smile on his face, innocent and harmless: "Hey, my emotional intelligence is really not very high."
The frank admission made Jiang Yao speechless.
He was unusually deflated, and the smile on Shen Qinghe's eyebrows grew stronger.
"Senior, you look so beautiful when you smile!" The junior student, with a very candid expression and tone, sat down where Wen Jingjing was just now, "Senior, I will accompany you here to wait for your best friend to come back."
Not necessary.
Shen Qinghe did not force him to leave.
After all, I didn't reach out to hit the smiling person, not to mention that he had just praised me.
Jiang Yao rested his arms on his knees, half-resting his head, and said in a normal tone: "Don't always call me senior. If someone is younger than you, wouldn't that mean you call her old? Or do you think she looks old?"
"
A trace of panic flashed across the pupils of the junior high school student. He waved his hands and explained seriously: "No, it's because I skipped a grade in primary school. Even if the senior sister is a freshman, she is older than me."
Shen Qinghe felt inexplicably that he was lying on the wrong side, and he couldn't even mention his age.
Jiang Yao's cold eyes sank, and a cold air lingered all over his body.
"The women's 100-meter inspection is about to begin..." The loudspeaker on the rostrum repeatedly broadcast the message, reminding relevant athletes to inspect as soon as possible.
Shen Qinghe tugged at the corner of Jiang Yao's clothes and whispered: "There is Xiaoxiao in this competition!"
The ending sound is a bit milky.
"Um?"
The sound of the trumpet was deafening, and Jiang Yao heard it clearly. He still wanted to hear her "yeah" again, so he leaned sideways and motioned for her to say it again.
His side face was close at hand, with messy broken hair hanging down on his forehead, making it difficult to see his expression. His body was also slightly bowed downwards, his loose collar was slightly open, and the scenery inside was vaguely visible.
Shen Qinghe looked shy, fearing that he wouldn't hear, so he put his hand on his arm and leaned slightly closer to him.
The junior high school student put his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet: "Senior sister said there is Xiaoxiao in this competition!"
The tone of voice was learned very well.
Shen Qinghe touched the tip of his nose, retracted those unspeakable little thoughts, and restored normal social distance.
Jiang Yao's face was cold and he glanced sideways at him: "Are you the only one with good hearing?"
"My hearing has been more sensitive than others since I was a child, and I have also done some training for this!"
Jiang Yao was so angry that he couldn't tell for a moment whether he really didn't understand or whether he was pretending not to understand his overt and covert sarcasm.
"Senior sister, where did you go to high school? I feel like I've met you before."
Shen Qinghe replied out of politeness: "The first two and a half years were in City B, and the last six months were in City A."
"The educational resources in City B are very good! Why did you transfer to another school?"
Jiang Yao raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the playground indifferently without saying anything.
"I am busy."
Shen Qinghe was careless and didn't want to talk too much about this topic with strangers.
Jiang Yao pursed her thin lips tightly, looking worried.
After the inspection was completed, the 100-meter track was directly in front of their field of vision. Several people at the starting position were already in a ready state, and the referee's pistol was raised high.
Lu Jinbai appeared at the right time carrying a bag of snacks.
They were probably running over here, out of breath: "Junior brother, can you change seats? My goddess is going to compete. If she wins, you can give me her contact information."
The junior student blinked, probably feeling that they were all poor people who couldn't get their contact information, so he gave up his position without saying a word: "Senior sister, I look forward to meeting you next time."
You must keep your promise!
Lu Jinbai bent down and placed the snacks at Shen Qinghe's feet, and looked into Jiang Yao's dark eyes, which were as dark as a cold pool and glowing with cold light.
His back felt cold, he burped, and subconsciously thought about what he had done.
Apart from buying pancakes to eat on the road with the money given by Brother Jiang, and when Brother Jiang asked him to buy snacks, he turned a corner and went to accompany Gu Xiao for inspection, and he did nothing else!
He probably didn't notice it, right?
He unscrewed his favorite Coke and handed it to him. He spoke with increasing confidence: "Brother Jiang, drink."
Jiang Yao frowned, took the Coke, and took a sip.
Lu Jinbai walked on thin ice and sat next to Shen Qinghe, opening potato chips and stuffing them into his mouth to cover up his guilty conscience.
Cold sweat broke out on his head. He tilted his head and asked Shen Qinghe, who rarely touched snacks, "Sister Qinghe, did you and Brother Jiang have a fight?"
"No!"
"Brother Jiang has such a stinky face, why don't you eat the snacks that Brother Jiang asked me to buy?" Lu Jinbai handed her a bottle of iced Coke.
"I don't know! I'm trying to lose weight!" Shen Qinghe was facing the sun and couldn't see clearly what was going on over there, "Is there Xiaoxiao in this group?"
Lu Jinbai swallowed what was in his mouth: "It's early, she's in the sixth group!"
Shen Qinghe stared at him suspiciously, and suddenly remembered what he said just now, "She can give me her contact information if she wins." His eyes suddenly brightened, and he couldn't stop his gossip, and subconsciously moved over there: "What are you doing?
Do you know which group Gu Xiao is in?"
When Lu Jinbai mentioned this, he put aside his worries and kept chatting with her: "I went to the inspection office just now and waited with her for a while. I'll find out later."
“Then how did you convince her to give you WeChat?”
Gu Xiao’s WeChat account never adds random people.
"Just grind! You know, a brave girl is afraid of being harassed by a man."
From the corner of his eye, Jiang Yao glanced at the two people muttering beside him. They were talking with their heads lowered, and their heads were almost touching.
He lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, biting his lower lip, not knowing what he was thinking.
Shen Qinghe was still gossiping about Gu Xiao and Lu Jinbai in a low voice when his shoulders suddenly felt heavy and his fine hair rubbed against his neck, making him feel a little itchy.
Not just the neck.
Looking sideways, it's Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao raised his head, his thin lips were bloodless, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice was low and hoarse: "Sister, I feel bad."
The word "sister" seemed to roll between his lips and teeth before he slowly spit it out, making him cry out with desire and teasing.
Hot air blew past his ears again, and a tingling sensation reached the tip of Shen Qinghe's heart.
She casually put the Coke on the bottom of her feet, raised her hand, and probed the temperature of his forehead.
I was holding the Coke just now, and my hands were a little cold, so I couldn't test the temperature.
She held his head with both hands and pressed it against her eyebrows for two seconds without a single thought in her mind: "It's not hot either!"
She caught a glimpse of the tips of his ears that were so red that they were bleeding. She covered them with her fingers and rubbed them twice: "The tips of his ears are red. Uncle Jiang misses you, right? Remember to give him a call."
"Um."
Jiang Yao looked unnatural and sat up straight, looking forward, unconsciously rubbing the tips of his ears back and forth.
Lu Jinbai sat nearby and witnessed the whole process of Brother Jiang's fight for favor, and sneered: "Brother Jiang, pay attention to your character."