The bus turned a corner and arrived at the platform after another traffic light.
Qi Cheng sucked the last puff of his cigarette into his mouth, held the cigarette between two slender fingers and pressed it out on the trash can. He took out a green arrow from his pocket and threw it in his mouth to taste it.
The bus was coming slowly, he put his hands in his pockets, and waited until the bus was almost in front of him before taking out the bus card from his wallet.
The driver opened the door and watched as he habitually took out the card and twirled it with his fingertips for a few times before swiping the money.
The genius is bright, and most of the first bus at six o'clock in the morning are students.
The school uniform of the No. 2 Middle School has been complained many times by the parents of the students. It is white from head to toe, with a school badge on the chest, the school name in red letters on the back, and three neatly arranged blue horizontal bars on the left arm. It is rustic and easy to get dirty. Every family has to prepare it. For the upper body and the upper body, this season often needs to be washed once a day.
Qi Cheng found a single seat by the window, propped his chin with one hand, and looked out the window boredly.
With his legs bent in front of him, he couldn't use such a small space. He was also wearing the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School, which was clean and seemed to have a fresh smell of laundry detergent. The coat was pulled open, and the white lining inside was also printed with the school badge.
The boy sitting across from him looked at him one after another, covered his clothes with his schoolbag, and wondered how this man looked more foreign and better-looking than him in the same ugly school uniform.
Get on the bus at this station and pay 2 yuan. It is 13 stations away from the No. 2 Middle School. It takes more than 20 minutes.
After two stops, the bus was full of students wearing No. 2 Middle School uniforms.
The uncle driver shouted at the top of his voice, "Those who come up from behind pass the card to the front!"
The noise was mixed with the smell of sweaty rice, and Qi Cheng opened his eyes without any sleepiness. He looked up to see the time and platform name on the monitor in front of him, and got up to give up his seat to the girl next to him.
The girl blushed and waved her hands, "No, no, my classmates don't need it."
"Sit down." Qi Cheng stretched out his left hand to hold the handrail, showing a little smile, watching the girl sweating from the pain, "It's almost there, I'll stand for a while."
The girl held her stomach and endured it for a while before sitting down with her head bowed in embarrassment.
The people next to him cast their eyes on Qi Cheng.
He is tall and well-proportioned. He can stretch his shoulders and back even in school uniform. When he holds the railing with one hand and stands upright with the other hand in his pocket, he looks like a straight and slender bamboo. The car stands out from the crowd.
Qi Cheng cast his eyes out of the window, watching the shops on the roadside passing by one by one. When the car turned a corner, someone with a schoolbag bumped into his back and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," he said with a smile, "this bend is quite big."
The person who bumped into him touched his head and laughed along with him.
Ten minutes later, when we arrived at the station, a car of people hurriedly squeezed out of the car. After getting off the car, Qi Cheng exhaled, with the smell of chewing gum still in his mouth, he raised his hand to check the time, it was 6:45, it was still early, and he could go to the dormitory building.
No. 2 Middle School implements a boarding system, with a two-and-a-half-day holiday at the end of the month, starting at noon on Friday, and coming back on Sunday night or Monday morning.
Qi Cheng only had a cloth bag cross-body, which contained two books that he would take with him when he returned home, as well as a wallet and cigarettes.
The dormitory building was full of people rushing out to the cafeteria for breakfast. Qi Cheng didn't rush, but he quickly walked to the door of the dormitory.
After seeing that it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Here we come, Qi Cheng."
"Yeah." Qi Cheng threw the bag in his locker, picked a clean lower berth and sat down, touched his lips with his fingers, and could smell the smoke near the tip of his nose.
He was not a heavy smoker, nor dependent on nicotine, yet the men and women who saw him smoke were fascinated by the way he smoked.
"Aren't you waiting for us to eat?" Xia Li sat next to him, smelling of mint toothpaste, "Why don't we leave first, they probably still have a while, Zhuzhu is still squatting on the toilet."
"Okay," Qi Cheng stood up and made the crowded dormitory even narrower. He took another black messenger bag from the hook behind the door and walked to the wash area. "I'll wash my hands, wait for me for half a minute."
Xia Li, "Okay."
There are two restaurants in No. 2 Middle School, upstairs and downstairs, the downstairs has more staple food, and the upstairs has more snacks.
On the way Qi Cheng walked from the dormitory building to the entrance of the restaurant, at least a dozen classmates came to say hello to him. Xia Li took it for granted, and teased him after buying the meal: "A few more people, we will be late this morning."
Now at the end of August, school has just started, and the summer schedule is still implemented. The summer schedule of No. 2 Middle School starts the first class at 7:20 in the morning, and the formal class starts after 40 minutes of morning reading.
Get up before 7:30, brush your teeth, wash your face, fold your quilt, and eat. Teenagers and girls who are sleep-deprived would rather sleep for a few more minutes without eating. They have dark circles all day long, their eyes are dull, and they don’t need a pillow under their heads. , You can have a wonderful but short dream in ten minutes between classes.
Qi Cheng buried his head in sleep all morning. After the morning class, someone shouted outside: "Squad 3 monitor, come out."
The voice was clear and clear, awakening people's drowsiness like a piece of mint. Qi Cheng lazily stood up and walked towards the front door, "The squad leader is not here, can I stand for him for a while?"
He leaned against the door frame, sleepy-eyed.
The tight pleats of the cuffs pressed red marks on his handsome side face. The students in the first row peeked through the gap through the movement of reading, looking at his clean and well-defined hands, and then at his face.
The Xueba who was frozen into an ice cube nodded, "Please follow me to the office."
He turned around and walked in front, his school uniform jacket was pulled neatly, he was tall, and his elastic school uniform pants pulled out the arc of his long legs, which were very straight.
[The top student in front will be knocked down at the corner, do you want to help?]
[A. The indifferent top student will deal with it on his own]
[B. Compared to falling to the ground in embarrassment, he would rather fall into my arms]
Qi Cheng laughed a little, and slowly quickened his pace.
Xueba's pace was fast, but at the corner, he ran into another strong boy who was rushing towards him.
The impact caused him to lose his footing, and he was thrown backwards.
It just happened to fall into Qi Cheng's arms.
The fresh smell of lavender filled his nostrils, and the bully student subconsciously grabbed Qi Cheng's white T. The inner lining with the school badge printed on it was pulled down until deformed, and a small part of his collarbone was exposed.
Xueba looked at his exposed skin, and didn't come back to his senses in a daze.
Qi Cheng helped him stabilize, and then rescued his clothes from his hands, "Student Xueba, be careful."
"Chi Yan," Xueba calmly stroked his slipped glasses, the mole at the corner of his eye was hidden under the frame, "Thank you just now."
"You're welcome," Qi Cheng smiled, "It's just as you go."
He followed Chi Yan to the office. Teacher Yang, the head teacher, was taken aback when he saw him, "Is Xia Li here?"
"People have three urgencies," Qi Cheng walked up to him and patted a thick pile of homework, "That's all?"
"Well, it's all here, and I'll send it out during the break."
"Teacher, have you read my homework seriously?" Qi Cheng was not in a hurry to leave, put his arms on the homework, and talked to Teacher Yang with a smile, "Is the composition praising my teacher moving? "
Teacher Yang blushed, "Are you looking for a beating on purpose?"
Qi Cheng spread his hands and left with his homework in his arms. Teacher Yang stopped him from behind, "Will you wait for Chi Yan?"
"Listen to you." Qi Cheng paused, turned around and looked at Teacher Yang before continuing, "If you need me to wait, I can."
This child is not enough to be liked by others. No matter who talks to him or what he says, he can feel that he takes him very seriously.
"No need," Xueba said coldly and reservedly, "Thank you."
Qi Cheng smiled and walked out of the office without a pause. People passing by the office outside had classmates who knew him and were waving to greet him.
On the way to the office, he would pass by an open space where many male students squatted in the sun and chatted and spanked during breaks. Qi Cheng passed by without squinting, but smelled the smell of cigarettes.
He tilted his head and squinted to look at the clearing.
The people in the southwest corner formed a circle, and those surrounded by the stars and the moon sat in the middle of the flower bed, with their long legs standing on the stone bench, holding a bright and dark smoke between their fingers.
A no-man's walk zone was cut off around them.
The smoking boy had the same arrogant and eye-catching appearance as his movements, with his brows pressed down, and his eyes showed a growing indifference.
It is Wu Yuan, the school bully of No. 2 Middle School.
Qi Cheng glanced at him from a distance and then looked away.
When he returned to the class, Xia Li had just come out of the toilet. His face was pale, and he lay weakly on the table, clutching his stomach, "Why is it so painful to eat a bad stomach?"
Qi Cheng handed over the homework to other students, found his little yellow chicken's cup, and poured a whole cup of hot water, "Drink more hot water."
Because he was holding the hot glass, his fingertips were burned red, but he still placed it firmly on the table. Xu Ning, the Chinese class representative in front of him, turned his head with a smile, and took out a warm sticker from the desk and gave it to him, "Girls must have a magic weapon, Qi Cheng, you can ask Xia Li to try it."
"Thank you." Qi Cheng tore off the warm sticker.
Xia Li was sleepy, "I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would hear you talking about scumbags' quotations."
The whole class knew that Qi Cheng was a part-time hand model.
Every time his hands do something, it can make people look fascinated. Xu Ning and her deskmate came to instruct Qi Cheng how to use the warm stickers. After talking and laughing for a while, Xia Li ran to the toilet with a sudden change of expression.
The warm patch in Qi Cheng's hand was already hot, he looked at the empty seat beside him, and sighed, "What the hell did you eat?"
While the morning class cleaners were splashing water on the aisle, the water was icy cold in the morning after early autumn, and when he sprinkled the last section of the road with water, Qi Cheng stopped him.
The boy who was grabbed by him froze, his long black hair covered his eyes and ears, and he looked a little gloomy. His back was hunched, and he looked down at the hand holding the hem of his clothes.
"Chang Yao," Qi Cheng pulled out a tissue and handed it to him, then put the hot patch in his pocket, "Thank you for your hard work."
Chang Yao shook his head slightly, then said in a low voice, "Thank you."
The footsteps hurried away.
The author has something to say:
The early stage of this article is to buy stocks, because there was a lot of noise in the later stage, which affected the reading experience of readers, so the cp was announced in advance
After Gong likes someone, he will reject all ambiguities. The subject is Qi Zhong, because he has written 34 chapters before announcing CP, so the scenes before 34 chapters are not received very much. After 34 chapters, the scenes are redesigned. Shou is a fake love rival, it will grow
Love each other in the middle and late stages, and be taught to attack love
Abandoning the article, please leave quietly, please give readers and authors who like this book a good and positive environment