Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Fang Jing lay listlessly on the desk class. Cheng Ziqing came over with a plastic bag and took something out of her desk: "Ji Xiaowei asked me to bring it. Do you want to eat it?"

"Eat, do not eat white do not eat." Fang Jinghao sat up, still looking lazy, took a piece of Keith cake and bit it. Her expression looked a little sad, "Ziqing, I'm sick."

Cheng Ziqing leaned against the table and said, "take medicine when you're sick!"

"But he's gone with my medicine."

Cheng Ziqing said, "sure enough, she's very ill." she raised her hand and touched her forehead. "I don't have a fever. How can I talk nonsense? Come on, what's wrong with you? "

Fang Jinghao replied quietly, "Acacia."

"No, you!" Cheng Ziqing opened his eyes in surprise, "for a man with two sides, Fang Jinghao, don't be too distracted!"

"I don't think I like him very much. I fall in love at first sight and fall in love at second sight. Therefore," she bited her lips. "I must see him three times for life. This man belongs to me."

Cheng Ziqing stared at her in amazement. After a while, he said, "I think your mother beat you lightly last time."

Fang Jinghao's face couldn't hang. She glanced at her, "clean expose other people's scars. Next time your mother hits you, see that I'm dissatisfied with the world."

"I'm sorry," Cheng Ziqing said with a smile, "my parents haven't touched my finger since my girl graduated from junior high school. My mother said that the girl is old and thin skinned and can't fight."

Fang Jing said angrily, "why isn't my mother your mother?"

Cheng Ziqing looked at her contemptuously, "you are really funny. Why isn't my mother your mother?"

Fang Jing pretended to be silly: "is that different?"

Cheng Ziqing gave her a white look. "I tell you, if you go on like this, it will be bad."

"What's wrong?"

"Failed in the college entrance examination."

"Bah, crow mouth, I'm sure I can be admitted to K University."

They were making noise. The class bell rang. The head teacher, Mr. Tang, came in with a stack of test papers. His expression was a little serious.

"In this simulation test, some students have made great progress and it can be seen that they have used their work, but some students have stepped back, especially a few students. The decline rate is amazing. Next, I'll report the progressive students, Cheng Ziqing, Li Xu and Wang Jian..."

After reporting the name, Mr. Tang took the lead in clapping his hands and affirmed the progressive students. "The following are the backward students. I read the student number, No. 11, No. 16, No. 22... Especially the student number 16. I can see from the roll that her attitude is very incorrect. If so, I think she is dry and crisp. Don't take the college entrance examination."

Cheng Ziqing knew who was on the 16th and gave Fang Jing a worried look.

Fang Jing half bowed her head and blushed. She didn't know what was wrong with herself. She was distracted during the exam. When she got back to her senses, there was not much time left to hand in the paper. She couldn't care about anything. She grabbed the pen and wrote hard. Her handwriting was scribbled and didn't say. There were still a lot of questions to do and her composition didn't end. She is the representative of Chinese class. She ranks in the top five in each exam, but this time, she is estimated to fall to the bottom five. She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look into Miss Tang's eyes. She got the test paper and buried herself in correcting it.

Since she was absent from school that day, Fang's mother always kept a straight face towards her, but when she went back today, Fang's mother had a little smile on her face, sent a plate of fruit into the room and said, "quiet, if you feel stressed, just ask for two days off and go out with you."

"Where are you going?"

"You can go wherever you want. Mom makes a strategy in advance. It won't cost much."

Fang Jinghao is a little sad. Her family doesn't have much money and is supported by a small powder shop. However, from small to large, whenever she spends money for her, her mother never stingy. She asks her to learn piano, Latin and chess. Her mother also asks her to learn what other children learn. Not to mention the Mathematical Olympiad class, composition counseling class and English improvement class, her growth is almost watered out by her parents with hard-earned money.

She secretly vowed in her heart that she must take heart, completely forget the man, study hard and strive to be admitted to K University.

But the old celestial phenomena deliberately teased her. One day soon after, she saw the man for the third time.

There was a church left before liberation near the school. Because she was always restless, she wanted to go to the church to pray. It was not early when she went, but it was still very bright. She walked into the thick door in the light and shadow of the sunset. It was very dark inside and there was no one. In the big church, only her own footsteps were heard. The sunlight formed a faint gorgeous light and shadow in the middle of the sky through the high stained glass windows.

Jesus was crucified right in front, his body twisted, but his expression was very peaceful. She knelt down on the futon and prayed sincerely, "God, I fell in love with a man, but I know nothing about him. I conclude that he is a demon, which will confuse me. I am about to face the college entrance examination. I must be admitted to K University, which is very important to my life. Please remove that man from my heart and give it to me..."

She suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked to the right. In the corner, there was a man sitting. The light was a little dark. She couldn't see his face clearly, but the familiar body shape and feeling made her very familiar.

She was a little frightened, but she was sure that he didn't hear her. She spoke very quietly. No one would hear except herself and God.

She was surprised to meet him in such a place. This is a place of God. It is solemn and solemn. Are demons not afraid? Or is he not a demon, but a God?

Fang Jinghao shook her head, got rid of those messy thoughts, and slowly walked towards him. Maybe with the support of God, she just had courage. She was a little angry with him. Why did he let himself look like this without doing anything?

"Who are you?" She stared at him and asked.

The man quietly looked at the front of the void and ignored her.

Fang Jinghao was very angry. "Who are you? Why play tricks? "

The man still regarded her as transparent, but his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fang Jinghao felt like she was punching in a pile of cotton and couldn't do anything. She became angry and took out her mobile phone to take pictures at him. It was said that the demon had no soul and couldn't leave a shape in the camera.

But before she pressed it down, she felt that her hand was empty and her mobile phone was taken away by a man. Fang Jing was stunned. What was the demon at such an unimaginable speed?

The man's expressionless face finally had a trace of emotion, not anger, but some impatience, "why shoot me?"

This is the second time Fang Jinghao heard him speak. His tone is calm, his voice is clear and beautiful.

He was offended, but he was not angry. Fang Jinghao was a little embarrassed. In the final analysis, she was messing around. He really didn't do anything. Everything was his own thoughts, but her troubles had no sustenance and could only be blamed on him.

"Why are you acting dumb? Why deceive me? " Continue with unnecessary charges.

The man raised his eyebrows. "I don't know you. Why should I deceive you?"

Yeah, they don't know. Why did he lie to her? Fang Jinghao choked speechless.

"Why don't you listen to me when I talk to you?" Obviously, she is a stranger, but she dares to make trouble without reason. She doesn't understand where this courage comes from.

"I think I have the right." The man said slowly.

Fang Jinghao accused him, "it's very impolite."

"I think it's even more impolite to take pictures without others' consent."

She said one thing and he retorted one, and every word was reasonable. Fang Jinghao thought she was eloquent, but she was always defeated in front of this man.

She was silent for a moment. "How many times have we met? Do you remember?"

"I see a lot of people every day. Do I have to remember them?"

Fang Jinghao is a little unconvinced. At least she is also a school flower. She also punches when standing in the crowd. How can he compare her with those passers-by a.

"Let's meet now," she stretched out her hand. "I'm Fang Jinghao."

The man glanced at her hand. "You don't have to know me. Just think I'm a demon."

Fang Jing is so stunned that he... Won't really hear her prayer? No, it's so far away and the sound is small, unless he is a pleasant ear... Wait, he won't really be a demon

She cluttered in her heart. She couldn't help but step back and smiled, "you're really kidding. How can there be a demon in this age?"

"Maybe I am."

Fang Jinghao looked at him carefully. The light was not very bright, but he sat there like a bright moon, with a faint luster all over him, making people feel peaceful, comfortable and beautiful.

She looked straight and murmured, "you are not a demon, you are a God."

"Go back, little girl," he looked at her calmly. "Don't be blinded by illusions."

Fang Jinghao didn't move. She remembered that she said to Cheng Ziqing that she fell in love with this man at first sight, fell in love at second sight and lived for the third time. Now God let her meet him again. Does that mean that she and he are really possible?

Seventeen or eighteen is the age of dreaming. She read too many small words, especially fantasy. She vowed to forget all his words and was ready to move in her heart.

There was a light in her eyes. "Tell me your name?"

The man looked at her and didn't speak. He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "OK, if you get into k University, I'll tell you who I am?"

Fang Jinghao was surprised. "How can I find you? Leave me a contact information, or tell me where you live, I... "She was incoherent and didn't know how to express her joy.

"I don't have a cell phone or a fixed address." The man said, "when the time comes, I'll come to you."

Fang Jing became suspicious. "You won't lie to me, will you?"

"No," he said, "I lied before, but not now."