Lin Jing was pretty much your average good student, as he was serious, diligent, and polite.
After transferring to another school in his sophomore year, he was forced to become a minion of the troubled student, who had ranked first from last in the grade.In this regard, Lin Jing was confused and asked questions, why? Ji Xingling, with his school uniform on his shoulders, hung back against the wall and let the golden sunlight fall all over his hair. "No way, who let you be a careless little demon." Lin Jing:? It's over, this person is sick. On his eighteenth birthday. The young master Ji who had styled all over his hair with pomade, was blocking people at the door, and while feeling himself as a domineering President, “Are you free tomorrow?”Lin Jing was nervous: "Ji Xingling! Ji Xingling your Qilin tail is showing again!”