Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Chapter 27

Naturally, Zhang Ziyu didn't know what Jing Qiao was thinking, and after dallying in the bathroom to dry his hair, he walked to the edge of the sofa.

After the infusion, Zhang Ziyu took a bath again. Zhang Ziyu's complexion improved a little, his head was not so groggy, and he gradually became more awake.Jing Qiao had already poured water for him, and handed the medicine into his water. Zhang Ziyu hesitated for a moment, and went to see Jing Qiao again.

Jing Qiao raised his eyebrows, pretending not to see the begging for mercy in the children's eyes.

He fed the medicine into his mouth in one gulp, and took a big sip of water, but the faint smell of medicine still stayed in Zhang Ziyu's mouth, Zhang Ziyu frowned, and took a few more sips of water.

"Okay." Zhang Ziyu frowned and put the cup on the table.

Jing Qiao stood up with a relaxed expression, "Do you have class tomorrow?"

Zhang Ziyu nodded, "The class schedule has been imported to our mobile phone, and we will go to the class meeting tomorrow morning."

Jing Qiao paused, "Do you want to ask for leave?"

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said flatly, "I'll ask for leave on the first day of class..."

"not too good."

"Is there any class in the evening?" Jing Qiao continued to ask.

"There is an evening self-study." Like a student being questioned by his parents, Zhang Ziyu answered obediently, and the few strands of hair on the top of his head trembled.

"What time does get out of class end?"

"Nine o'clock."

Jing Qiao nodded, stood up, and said, "Then I'll send someone to pick you up."

Zhang Ziyu originally wanted to say no, but swallowed it back. Although Jing Qiao seemed to be asking Zhang Ziyu every sentence, in fact, he had already made arrangements. Even if Zhang Ziyu said no, Jing Qiao could make him agree in another way.

Besides, Zhang Ziyu wasn't unwilling, he just didn't want to be so public on the first day of school.

There are many local students in W University, and there are also many day students. The school even specially prepared a lounge for day students so that they can have a place to rest at noon and afternoon.

Zhang Ziyu was well protected by Ge Ting, and he didn't show his face much, unlike other rich kids who went to the entertainment page every three days, and became the biggest hit of the week.

After taking the medicine, Zhang Ziyumeng slept under the quilt, sweating profusely, and ran to take a shower. While taking a shower, he looked at the shadowy glass, his movements gradually slowed down, and then his cheeks suddenly turned red. He could see from here In the fuzzy bathroom, if someone stands in the bathroom and looks in the bathroom, they can see some shadows.

When he came out of the bathroom before, Zhang Ziyu saw Jing Qiao leaning against the wall, his eyes seemed to be brewing and suppressing something.

Zhang Ziyu's eyelids twitched, he just felt ashamed to face people.

When Jing Qiao was standing outside, Zhang Ziyu was naked｜naked｜clothed. He took a bath and his fever had not completely subsided.

Now that he realized it, Zhang Ziyu raised his head, and poured water on his face fiercely, hoping to dissipate some of its heat, and it would be best to be dazed, so that he could forget what happened just now.

I don't know how long Jingqiao has been watching there.

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On the second day of class, Zhang Ziyu got up late at [-]:[-] in the morning, and sat in the car with the breakfast prepared by Aunt Su.

The blueberries in the fruit salad were especially fresh.

The car stopped at the school gate accurately. It was the rush hour for classes and work just now, and many day students were also walking to the school. At this moment, they saw a brand new imported Audi parked at the school gate, and they all took a look, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Ziyu put the lunch box in the car, got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back, and closed the car door by the way.

The crowd was even more shocked.

Someone on the road also saw Zhang Ziyu at the school gate yesterday. Zhang Ziyu didn't get off this car yesterday.

Rich people always get a little more attention.

Xu Feng and Zhang Ziyu were in the same department, the same major, but different classes. Zhang Ziyu was in class three, and Xu Feng was in class four. The classrooms where the two held their class meetings were also different. Zhang Ziyu didn't wait for Xu Feng.

When Zhang Ziyu stepped into the classroom, almost everyone in the classroom was already there. When he saw a new classmate coming in, and found out that it was a handsome and refined little brother, he was taken aback.

Zhang Ziyu didn't feel it. He looked around the classroom and found that there were no empty seats, so he sat in the first row.

Turning on the phone, it was a text message from Jing Qiao.

Jingqiao: Arrived?

Zhang Ziyu: Yes.

Jing Qiao: Someone will pick you up after class at night, don't run around.

Zhang Ziyu's ears were red, and his fingers paused: Got it.

At the end, I sent another sentence in the past: I will not run around.

Jingqiao: Good boy.

Zhang Ziyu: ...

Jing Qiao laughed over there and threw the phone aside, the kid was really soft as hell.

Zhang Ziyu waited for a while, but seeing that there was no text message, he turned on the mute and put down the phone, leaning on the chair, with a dazed expression on his face.

The girl sitting behind him was overjoyed, she was so lucky, she was so close to the kind of boy who only exists in novels, and her heart was so surging that no one else could understand.

Zhang Ziyu has been wearing loose large shirts for the past few days. He wore white yesterday and apricot today. The fabric is silk, which is a test of human temperament. It is matched with beige loose Hong Kong-style casual pants and white short boots .

The shirt was loosely worn on the body, and one hem was tucked into the waistband of the trousers. Although the whole person had a lazy demeanor, he was also repulsive. He just sat there so naturally, and the people around him dared not show their air. One sound.

The class teacher and the class assistant came. The class teacher is a very temperamental woman in her 30s. The class assistant is a sophomore in the same major as them. The dress is also eye-catching. As expected of a student of fashion design, this major The taste in dressing is generally not bad.

When the homeroom teacher came in and saw Zhang Ziyu, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

After saying a few words, the class teacher left, leaving everything behind to the class assistant.

Ban Zhu just happened to stand in front of Zhang Ziyu, Zhang Ziyu was not used to being too close to others, so he backed away without a trace.

Jiang Yu saw it from the corner of his eye and smiled at him.

Zhang Ziyu looked cold, but nodded at Jiang Yu.

"Okay, let's finalize the class committee members." Jiang Yu looked at the roster in his hand, went to the podium and wrote down several class committee members on the blackboard, and then asked the students to think about the class committee members they want to be. Write your name below, and then go to the podium to canvass votes.

When someone was about to go up and write their names, Jiang Yu said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I forgot to let everyone introduce themselves, let's introduce ourselves first, one by one, starting with...you."

Jiang Yu pointed at Zhang Ziyu with the roster.

It was very uncomfortable to be pointed at like this, and Zhang Ziyu felt that Jiang Yu was very rude and didn't know how to respect others.

The classroom is very quiet, waiting for the little brother to come on stage to introduce himself, take pictures, shoot videos and post them in the space, post them on Moments, tremble and post on Weibo.

After a while, Zhang Ziyu stood up, but instead of going to the podium, he walked slowly in front of Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu was a little taller than Zhang Ziyu, but Zhang Ziyu's aura was not inferior to him at all. In fact, when Zhang Ziyu stood up, Someone in the back even let out an uncontrollable "Wow". Jiang Yu's class assistant, who was supposed to be pretty good by other students, was under Zhang Ziyu's deliberate suppression, like a duck jumping in front of a swan.

Zhang Ziyu looked into Jiang Yu's eyes indifferently, then slowly lowered his head, his brows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his voice was slightly lowered, "Didn't your parents teach you to respect others?"

This casual gesture of pointing at others, almost poking them in the face, made Zhang Ziyu very unhappy.

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and said indifferently, "I apologize, is that okay? Junior, go up and introduce yourself first."

He didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

Zhang Ziyu sneered, with deep mockery in his eyes, turned around and walked up to the podium, looked at the people below, bowed first, then straightened up, with a sweet voice, "My name is Zhang Ziyu, please give me your advice in the future."

Although the whole person still looks a bit unfriendly to strangers, it is much better than the cold temperature like a cold pool in front of Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu leaned against the wall and smiled disdainfully.

Li Jingjing lay on the door and looked inside, speechless to herself, Zhang Ziyu is really fierce, the way he looked at Jiang Yu just now made Li Jingjing think of Brother Jingqiao.

Zhang Ziyu stepped off the podium and saw Li Jingjing lying on the door. Li Jingjing waved to him and said "Hi" with his mouth, and Zhang Ziyu nodded to her.

Jiang Yu turned her head to look outside the door, and then quickly opened the door. Li Jingjing was unprepared, almost fell, and the high heels under her feet made a mess on the floor.

Everyone looked this way, and Li Jingjing was ashamed and annoyed, and without saying a word, she slapped Jiang Yu's body with the bag in her hand, and cursed: "You dog, even your father dares to be mean, you can't live like that!" Are you impatient?"

Zhang Ziyu's eyes were slightly cold, and he walked over and pulled Li Jingjing behind him. Jiang Yu was not a kind person, and he didn't have any demeanor at all, otherwise he wouldn't have opened the door suddenly just now.

Li Jingjing was unwilling to let go, took off her two high heels, smashed them on Jiang Yu's body, and yelled at the dog over and over again.

Jiang Yu was also stunned, he didn't expect this girl to make a move, he had a stupid face when he saw her greet Zhang Ziyu just now.

Many people came to persuade Zhang Ziyu, Li Jingjing, and Jiang Yu to separate them, not because they were afraid of Jiang Yu and Zhang Ziyu's attack, but because Li Jingjing was too tough.

Li Jingjing had never been so ashamed before, and was comforted by a group of girls, and she even cried.

Zhang Ziyu comforted stiffly: "Don't cry, put on your shoes."

Zhang Ziyu knew that Li Jingjing was not bad, she was a naive and kind little girl, but she didn't follow the routine, and Zhang Ziyu didn't take the initiative to talk to girls, Li Jingjing was crying beside him, and he sat beside her with a blank expression.

Turning his head to look at Jiang Yu standing at the door of the classroom, his expression became cold, like Liu Yuexue.

Li Jingjing cried violently, "I want him to be fired."

A group of girls around gasped. In fact, the first time they saw Zhang Ziyu and Li Jingjing's clothes, they knew that their family background must be very good. The classrooms are all quiet.

Jiang Yu also looked over.

There was a boy next to him who was keen to pay attention to the rich families and celebrities in W City, and said in a low voice: "That seems to be Li Jingjing, the domineering little daughter of the Li family in W City, Ban Zhu, why don't you go and apologize?"

Jiang Yu suppressed the anger in her heart, and was about to raise her feet to walk towards Zhang Ziyu and the others, when Li Jingjing stood up suddenly, put on her high heels, took out her mobile phone and tidied up her makeup, leaving Jiang Yu with a self-contained look, like a proud bird Gone like a peacock.

Nobody knew it was a god development.

"Ban Zhu, why don't you go find that boy, the one who can be with Li Jingjing is probably of the same class."

Jiang Yu looked at Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu lowered his head, took out his cell phone, and received a text message from Jing Qiao: Fighting at school?

How did Jingqiao know?Li Jingjing probably said it. It is not surprising that Li Jingjing has Jingqiao's contact information, but it is strange that she will tell Jingqiao about it.

Zhang Ziyu pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved, and he didn't know why, when facing Jing Qiao, he would let go of those pretense and defenses, and show his truest emotions. The feeling of hiding in his arms.

Edited a text message in the past, sent: no.

Without getting a reply, Zhang Ziyu then posted: "There was no fight, it's a senior, he can't do it."

Zhang Ziyu didn't know what to say, it was too troublesome to say, and he didn't know how to describe Jiang Yu.

Jing Qiao laughed: Why not?

Zhang Ziyu looked at the text message sent, his hands trembled, his phone almost fell off, his cheeks were hot: I'm not good at character, I don't mean... that.

Jing Qiao stopped teasing him, and said solemnly: Fighting on the first day of school is pretty fierce.

Through the phone screen, Zhang Ziyu could feel the coldness and mockery in Jing Qiao's tone.

Brother Jing seems to be angry.