Chapter 17:

The weather in early November was already a little cool, and the north wind came slowly.
Today, Wei Jing wore a sky blue sweater with black dirt-resistant jeans underneath. His ink-colored hair was softly attached to his forehead, and his skin was tender enough to squeeze water out. He was recognized as a little prince in the first grade of the second grade.
Xiao Pangdun and Xu Jiahui were unusually quiet all morning. They weren't noisy or troubled. Instead, they followed Wei Jing like tails, staring at the child, looking...cute and cute. Wei Jing helpless, he turned his head and wiped the water drops in his hand with a tissue, "What have you been doing with me?"
"No! When did I follow you." Xu Jiahui put the faucet down and made a vicious expression, "The toilet belongs to your house? I will come here if I want."
When Xiao Pangdun looked left and right, he didn't look at Wei Xiaojing. It can be said that he has perfected his guilty conscience.
Wei Jing curled the corners of his lips, "Just follow along, and I didn't say that you are not allowed to follow, why do you have such a big reaction? Let's talk! What do you want to do?
The two bowed their heads, their hearts throbbed, what can they say? Say you want to play with him? Is this too cheap? Don't do it?
"Don't tell me?" Wei Jing blinked, his exquisite little face was full of puzzlement, and he coaxed a bit: "You guys tell me now. If you can help, I will definitely help!"
"That, that..." Xiao Pangdun jumped over excitedly, eyes flashing with stars, "I want to play games with you. I have game consoles and many game chucks at home. Wei Jing will play whatever you want. playing what."
"Go away, fat man." Xu Jiahui didn't expect that he would be preempted by others when he was distracted. He was annoyed in his heart. The yellow hair on his head was blown into a ball by the wind, his little expression was very serious, "my mother said, I If you fail to take the top ten this semester, you will have to deduct my pocket money, so Wei Jing, you—responsible for tutoring me."
In the last sentence, I was so aggressive.
Wei Jing tilted his head and let out a blank "ah", "But aren't our academic results similar?"
One is eighth and the other is eleven. The primary school curriculum is simple, and many students' scores are only a few points away. Therefore, in essence, there is not much difference between the eighth place and the eleventh place. Besides, it's better to ask him to ask a tutor. Xu Jiahui's family should not be short of the money.
"I don't care, you have to make up lessons for me." The child's face was tender, his cheeks flushed, and he looked very angry.
"Wei Jing said he wants to play games with me." Xiao Pangdun also exploded, he glared at Xu Jiahui, "Go away."
"You should just go away." Xu Jiahui is taller than the chubby, now with his arms around his chest, looking at each other condescendingly, and proudly said: "You only beat Wei Jing this morning. You are not worthy to be friends with Wei Jing, you are dead fat."
"I didn't mean it." There were pitiful tears in Xiao Pangdun's eyes, "Besides, if you don't do it, how could I hit Wei Jing? It's your fault."
"your fault."
"your."
The two were talking, and they were about to start their hands again.
The fuse Wei Xiaojing scratched his head, looking dazed, thinking...Want to be friends with him? What's happening here? Combined with the experience of being dragged on clothes, blocking walls, and robbing things in the previous life... This is nothing but bullying his children when they like him.
Lying on a big grass, I beg you not to like me, okay? He can't bear this way!
In fact, think about it again. In the last life, although these two people used to bully him, they were not too much. They even helped him sometimes when he was bullied. Otherwise, he won't give them chocolate today, so they don't fight.
Alright alright! Wei Jing sighed helplessly, just as he owed these two little guys.
Adults do not care about seven-year-old children.
"That's fine." Wei Jing suggested before the two started to fight: "Let's study first, and then sit and play games together after studying? But not today. I want to talk to my eldest brother, tomorrow! "
"What kind of game you play, look at this fat guy's performance, Wei Jing, don't you want to become like this too?" Xu Jiahui said.
Younger pupils are particularly fancy about their grades. The power of the class can be faintly divided into three factions-high-achieving academics, poor academics, and both good and bad.
The little Pangdun, whose achievements have been wandering in the middle and lower reaches for many years, is the object of their disdain. Xiao Pangdun squeezed his hands and snorted, "What if I can't study? You are a nerd who has a bad head in reading."
"What are you talking about? Idiot idiot..."
"Nerd Nerd..."
Wei Jing: =-=
The setting sun dyed the clouds on the horizon into a beautiful crimson, and the gray sky was also alive. Wei Jing sat in the back seat of the car, holding a small black schoolbag in his arms, and couldn't help sighing how difficult it was to have this day!
The primary school student's course sounds boring, but he can't leave.
The other two naive pupils were about to quarrel with each other, and Wei Jing was caught in the middle, reluctantly acting as a lubricant. But at any rate, the back is better and we can communicate peacefully. Tomorrow, I will obey the promise and go to Xiao Pangdun's home to study and play games.
Wei Min sitting in front saw the child showing an annoyed expression, smiled slightly, and asked in a sweet voice, "What's wrong with the second brother? Is there anything wrong in school?"
"No!" Wei Jing was stunned before responding.
"Second brother has been absent from school for a month. It must be troublesome. I can't keep up with my studies?" Wei Min said self-consciously, and made a face, "The progress here is better than my previous school. Hurry up, how about we hire a tutor to study together? Or the second brother can teach me!"
On the black leather sofa, the ink-haired child pursed the corners of his lips, frowning slightly, "No, my study is very good." It's better than to say.
"Really? Then trouble your second brother to teach me today." Wei Min's face was flushed, and he smiled shyly, "Thank you second brother."
Has he ever promised the other party? Wei Jing's face was dumbfounded, and he was very skilled in hitting up! After thinking about it, the child understands what Wei Min is doing? People are social animals, and Wei Min, who is excluded, wants to find a friend in the old house.
But the problem is...Wei Jing doesn't want to be this little friend. Hey!
Wei Min is in the opposite camp of his eldest brother, and Wei Jing, from now on, will always be on Wei Zhe's side.
Wei Zhe is in the junior high school, a little farther from the school gate than the elementary school, so when he got on the bus, he saw this scene. His lovely brother was asked by the disgusting person. He was obviously reluctant, but he had to reply because of his politeness.
"Drive." When the boy said, Wei Min was quiet as a chicken.
He was just sitting there, and he couldn't be ignored. Awe-inspiring, cold as ice, his brows and eyes are full of maturity and wisdom that are not in line with his age, which is daunting, but at the same time, he can't help but have deep longing for him.
For example, right now, Wei Jing stared at his eldest brother, wow! His eldest brother is so handsome! The overbearing president is right.
Wei Zhe enjoyed the look in the opponent's eyes, and his palm, which was a circle bigger than the child, squeezed the opponent's hand along the smooth leather seat. Wei Jing's hands are beautiful, with slender fingers, because after living outside for a period of time, his palms were barely fleshy, and they were all bones.
Wei Zhe scratched his palm with his index finger, and said blaming words in his mouth, but his eyes were full of spoiling, "Look at you, how thin are you? Let the kitchen give you ribs soup when you get home ."
Wei Jing's other free hand covered his mouth, but he still inevitably leaked a bit of laughter, "Don't move, itchy...itchy...haha..."
"This can't stand it anymore." Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows, showing a shallow smirk, and suddenly grabbed a hand at the child's soft waist, laughed at the other party's'hahaha', and withdrew his hand still inexplicably. , "Really sensitive."
Only when the subject is Wei Jing can he do such a childish thing.
Wei Min, who was solitary and excluded, had a faint flash of unwillingness and jealousy in his eyes. Damn, he wanted that position too.