16

Ding Ji didn't care much about whether others knew his achievements. When Lin Wuyu misunderstood him, he did not insist on explaining.

To some extent, he actually enjoys this feeling of not being favored or expected.

I am an unemployed vagrant, I am idle every day, I am a half-immortal, and I am a cheating person.

How great.

No one talks to you every day, which makes you feel guilty all the time, and you feel sorry for yourself and don’t know whether it is true or false.

Lin Wuyu realized that the moment he might be really a student, Ding Ji was still very proud, with a sense of awesomeness that the boss behind the scenes suddenly appeared, with bgm and light effects.

Childish and happy.

But soon this emotion fell again.

This is a bit embarrassing.

At any other time, Lin Wuyu discovered the boss behind the scenes, and Ding Ji would be proud, just like before.

Because Lin Wuyu discovered that he was an ordinary senior high school student, without any extra content.

It's different now.

The top score in the three out of three models is the first. It sounds quite cool.

But there are also high school seniors in front, second and first. Lin Wuyu's total score of 732, which is more than ten points higher than him. Although it is said that the three models are simple, mainly to give everyone confidence in the college entrance examination, so many people only Lin Wuyu got this score...

The moment I thought of this, my father's voice surrounded him like a tide.

Not good enough.

You should be better.

You didn't do your best, you didn't do your best.

...

Just like he said, so what if you are the first in the grade, they will say that the first in the city, so what if you are the first in the city, and there is also the first in the province.

Ding Ji sighed, and his raised mood slowly fell back, falling back into his angry and depressed state when he left the hospital.

Lin Wuyu watched Ding Ji's smug smile disappearing little by little at the corner of his lips. He suddenly felt that he was not choosing the right time for a flash of inspiration.

The phone shook.

Chen Mang sent several names, arranged in order of scores.

Lin Wuyu only looked at the first name and put his phone back in his pocket.

Ding Ji.

"I didn't expect it." Lin Wuyu was silent for a while and picked up the cup.

"Come on, you thought of it from the beginning, otherwise you wouldn't ask your classmates first, and you can't find out the top five, so what you guess is I'm at least the top five." Ding Ji also picked up the cup and kowtowed him.

"Then I can't ask Ding Ji directly," Lin Wuyu smiled. "A handsome guy like you can ask if you just find someone at school."

"You don't know people from our school. If you want to know people, I said I was from No. 3 Middle School for the first time, you won't be that reaction," Ding Ji looked at him. "And inquiring people can easily cause misunderstandings. Who knows whether you want to hit me, confess your love for others, or like me?"

"I really don't..." Lin Wuyu sighed.

"No matter whether there is or not, your personality will definitely not do this. You will not mention my name when you ask your classmates. You must be asking who is in the top five of the third grade, right?" Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu smiled and didn't say anything. It would be a pity that Ding Ji didn't sell watermelons. It would be a pity that he wouldn't tell fortunes.

"So you guessed it from the beginning," Ding Ji took a sip of beer, "but you are a good person... how do you say it? In fact, it's very kind. You know I'm very annoying to others saying that I'm so smart, little prodigy, and other nonsense jb praises, so you have to confirm first."

"But in the end you confirmed it for me." Lin Wuyu said.

"Well, it's mainly because you are afraid that your classmates won't be able to learn about it," Ding Ji knocked on the cup with his fingertips. "I couldn't help it. I just wanted to see what the God of Scholars would react to knowing that I was not a seller of watermelons."

Lin Wuyu took a sip of beer, stared at Ding Ji with a cup and looked at him for a long time, and finally put the cup on the table: "I think people are so inaccurate... Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Ding Ji glared at him, "Speak with conscience, brother, didn't I say anything from me? I even told you of any class of my class! You don't believe it! You were still feeling sad for me selling watermelon last week."

Lin Wuyu couldn't help laughing for a moment, turned to the beginning and laughed for a long time before turning back and whispering: "I'm sorry, it's mainly because you... look really good at the world."

"It's okay," Ding Ji waved his hand, "I like it."

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded.

"I mean you misunderstand me like this," Ding Ji added, "I like it very much, it feels comfortable."

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded, looked carefully at Ding Ji, who was sitting opposite him as a top student, and still felt a little surprised, "So... your family is not satisfied with this score?"

"Not satisfied," Ding Ji frowned, "My parents' expectations for me are just a black hole, the cucumber hanging in front of the donkey's head..."

"Under normal circumstances, everyone thinks that the one you hangs is a carrot," said Lin Wuyu.

Ding Ji was halfway through the talk, and was stunned for a while by Lin Wuyu: "You are very rigorous, and under normal circumstances, everyone thinks."

"Otherwise," Lin Wuyu laughed, "I don't know if the donkey eats cucumbers."

"Let's eat?" Ding Ji laughed even though he thought about it.

Ding Ji and Liu Jinpeng often come to eat at this restaurant, and they are very familiar with the boss and his wife. When the boss brought the barbecue they ordered, Ding Ji was really curious: "Sister, do donkeys eat cucumbers?"

The boss's wife threw the plate on his desk: "I haven't seen each other for a few days? Have you learned like a hooligan?"

"What... why am I a hooligan?" Ding Ji was stunned.

"Did you learn from this person? I haven't seen him before," the boss's wife glanced at Lin Wuyu's face and said disdainfully, "What are the things that aren't cucumbers? Stop talking about these things to me, don't learn something good!"

"Me?" Lin Wuyu was shocked.

The boss lady ignored them, threw down the plate and turned around and left.

Ding Ji smiled so much that he picked up the cup and didn't drink a sip of beer for a long time.

"No matter how you look at it, I must have learned bad things from you, right?" Lin Wuyu really couldn't understand the boss's wife's judgment.

"She is familiar with me," Ding Ji said while laughing, "She knows I never joke like this."

"Do I look like someone who jokes like this?" Lin Wuyu sighed, "I haven't even reacted yet when she reacts."

"For the serious god of learning," Ding Ji raised his cup to him, "Come."

"For..." Lin Wuyu thought for a while, "A cute little prodigy."

Ding Ji didn't say anything or move.

"I'll finish my words first," Lin Wuyu stretched out his finger and tapped on the back of his hand holding the cup. "You are or are not, it has nothing to do with others. You don't need proof or avoidance."

Ding Ji's eyes widened. He saw that he could take five seconds, then he shook the cup in his hand, kowtowed him, and raised his head and poured a glass of wine.

"Say it first," Lin Wuyu said, "I will definitely not send you back if you drink too much."

"Let's see," Ding Ji raised his right eyebrow, "No one must be taller first."

Lin Wuyu had never eaten barbecue like this, and he ate like guerrilla warfare.

First we ate in the store, but later because it was a little hot and there were many people, they moved to the small table at the entrance of the store. Later, they felt noisy, so they simply went outside the store, without even a stool. The table was placed next to the flower bed, and people squatted on the stone fence of the flower bed.

While patting the mosquitoes, drinking and chatting.

If my parents saw this scene, they would probably feel that their judgment on this young son has always been correct.

It's true that it's mud that can't get on the wall.

"Pengpeng, it's the one who sells watermelons," Ding Ji filled half a glass of beer and picked up a bunch of beef to chew. "He is like me, a left-behind child, and he is even more miserable. He stayed behind for several years and stayed until the end, and his parents divorced. Neither side wanted him. Do you think it's annoying?"

"Who did he live with?" Lin Wuyu asked, "He looks like he is about the same age as you?"

"His cousin," said Ding Ji, "Watermelon is cousin's, Pengpeng helped sell it... I was about to say something? Oh, by the way, when he was a child, he called his uncle his father."

Lin Wuyu smiled.

"I haven't screamed like this," Ding Ji said. "I don't think anyone else in my life except grandparents and sister-in-law."

"Do you think your parents are like strangers?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Talking about strangers, it doesn't seem to be exactly that," Ding Ji frowned, "It's even more awkward than strangers. Getting with strangers is a completely different mode... They are strangers who want to forcefully participate in my life."

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything, so he looked into the plate. He wanted to get the beef skewers, but his hands were hung for a long time but couldn't find them.

So he took a look at Ding Ji.

Ding Ji was biting the penultimate piece of beef, and when he looked at him, he immediately bit both pieces of beef into his mouth, then shook his head and ate it all in one bite.

"Stingy," said Lin Wuyu.

"Twenty beef skewers!" Ding Ji turned to the shop and shouted.

"I'll invite this." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji slapped the table and took out his cell phone: "Boss comes here and settle the account first!"

"Why are you like this?" Lin Wuyu smiled and took his cell phone over and put it in his pocket.

"You have a good temper," said Ding Ji. "Pengpeng and I are going to make trouble like this. Now he will definitely slap the table with me, and then fight for the payment."

"That won't be," said Lin Wuyu, "If you really want to check out, I will definitely not fight you."
To be continued...