Fast through the white moonlight: boss, pick up the morals

Chapter 417 The Autistic Teen Who Falls in Love with a Female Ghost (9)

But think about it... forget it.

Prefer not to say.

Li Weixi didn't force her to chat with him either.It's not bad for him to be able to respond to those two sentences.A person who can't even answer the teacher's questions in class, how can you expect to have a few words with him?

She came out in a hurry, took a mirror and looked at it, but found that there was no shadow of herself in the mirror. ... Well, she forgot again, she is a ghost now.

The peaceful time did not last long.This morning, people from the Political and Education Office made a surprise inspection of their appearance, mainly checking school uniforms, nails and hairstyles, especially boys' hair.

When the inspecting teacher came in, the first thing he saw was Jing Xian.

In the past, the students just checked casually and let it go very loosely. Jing Xian never cut his hair.But this time he was too conspicuous, directly breaking into the sight of the teacher on duty.

"The boy in the last row!" he yelled, "cut off your hair quickly! You are the only one in your class with such long hair! Who do you want to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle?"

There was a lot of laughter in the class, and almost everyone turned their heads.

Jing Xian's face suddenly turned pale.He lowered his head, covered his eyes under his long bangs, and pushed the black light glasses on the bridge of his nose, intending to hide himself deeper.

The teacher on duty said a few words and left. Several people were found, but only Jing Xian was named and criticized.

Jing Xian bit her lower lip tightly.

He heard it again.

From the surroundings, the sound of ridicule, discussion, pointing...

These voices kept coming, and one wave overshadowed the other, and I couldn't even write the math problem in my hand.

"It's this Jing Xian who has such long hair that our class deducted points..."

"There are so many boys, he is the only one who was found to have hair problems..."

"I have already said that there is something wrong with his hairstyle, but our homeroom teacher has never said anything about him. Now it's all right, the Political and Educational Office will investigate and something will happen."

Countless hands made of words stretched out from the cold tide, strangling his throat, making him unable to breathe.

"Jing Xian, Jing Xian!"

A girl behind him called his name.Her voice is sweet, with a touch of the dialect from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai.

"You were very careless in this class, are you still thinking about your appearance?"

Jing Xian put down his pen lightly and didn't speak.

Li Weixi smiled at him: "Tomorrow is the weekend, will your parents come after school? How about you go to the barber shop with me?"

Of course she remembered that both of Jing Xian's parents died, and he was brought up by his grandparents.Grandparents are old, and there is no such thing as pick-up and drop-off.

Of course, she asked this question without any expectations.She and Jing Xian have only met for a few days now, don't rush this moment, let's get some bait first.

Her smile is really beautiful.

The shallow pear vortex seems to be quenched with honey, making people want to and can't bear to look away, let alone say no to it.

Somehow, Jing Xian said, "Okay."

Hey, is she hallucinating?

Jing Xian agreed to her?

"Really?" Li Weixi had a look of disbelief, "Jing Xian, are you sure you're going out with me?"

Jing Xian was not sure: "It won't be long, right?"

Li Weixi assured: "Of course not, of course not. You boys don't need a long haircut."

Him: "Well."

It's still a very cold word.

Li Weixi counted carefully, from early reading to now, the words Jing Xian said to her are almost ten sentences.

(End of this chapter)