put wildness in his heart

Chapter 111
Wen Miao's circle of friends doesn't post very frequently, about two or three a month, only during holidays, they post more frequently, most of them are photos of food and travel.

The people who appeared were basically familiar faces, Lin Er, He Yin, Qin Ke, Xie Xiao... In addition to the four of them, occasionally older people appeared, such as Wen Yan.

There are still a few unfamiliar faces, and there are no other people.

Shen Jiayu was a little surprised by this.

Seeing Wen Miao's title of "the ceiling of the social world", she thought her circle of friends was also complicated, but unexpectedly, it was clean and pure.

It can be seen that although Wen Miao has a good relationship with many people, it seems that only Lin Er and the others are really close friends.

Shen Jiayu lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully.

And on the other side-

Wen Miao posted three times in a row to remind her to write homework in the class group, and finally left a sentence: [Other homework can be cut corners, but English homework is not good, so I have to write it for me. I will check on Monday, whoever makes Teacher Yan cry Yes, I will take off someone's clothes and wipe away her tears when the time comes. 】

The students in the class cooperated with each other and sent a "understand" emoticon package.

Everyone could tell that this was for the new students, and of course they had to cooperate with the monitor to make a statement.

Wen Miao saw how knowledgeable the students in the class were, so she put down the conversation in satisfaction.

……

Monday morning.

The usual sound of radio music in the campus slowly kicked off the new week.

Shen Jiayu came early, and as soon as she sat down in her seat, she saw Wen Miao limping at the door of the classroom, probably because of her leg pain, she didn't dare to exert force on her left foot, so she could only jump and jump to this side Walk.

Take two steps, rest, take two steps, rest.

Slowly.

Shen Jiayu narrowed his eyes lightly, because he was wearing school uniform and trousers, he couldn't see the injury on Wen Miao's ankle, but judging from her walking posture, the injury seemed to be more serious than before.

He put down the textbook in his hand, opened the seat and walked over, took the schoolbag hanging on her shoulder with one hand, grabbed her wrist with the other, and lifted Wen Miao up loosely: "Foot Is your wrist still okay?"

Should not be ah.

Shen Jiayu's gaze focused on Wen Miao's leg. He pinched her ankle the day before yesterday, and he made sure that she didn't hurt her bones, and the sprain wasn't too serious. She should recover after two days of rest.

When the schoolbag was taken over, Wen Miao's shoulders lightened, and most of the weight fell on Shen Jiayu's hand that was supporting her.

Wen Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and took the cup of soy milk in the other hand, and then said: "It was almost better, but yesterday morning, my golden retriever and I were able to jump farther on the stairs. Misplay, gapped."

"..."

Shen Jiayu once again had a new understanding of her ability to kill.

What do you think you are competing with dogs?
Do you think your jumping ability is far better than that of a dog?
Wen Miao's work didn't matter, her ankle hurt for half a month, and she couldn't even participate in the school's sports meeting.

On the eve of the sports meeting, the sports committee members stood on the podium with a loudspeaker that an old Guo Tou cut off from Pingxi, and were mobilizing before the meeting.

Helplessly, most of the students in the class belong to the kind of hard-working academic masters with strong brains and inattentive limbs. They really don't have much talent in sports.

(End of this chapter)