Wu You hid in the stairway, and when Qi Zhong came over, he dared not say anything: "You actually wash Qi Cheng's clothes!"
Qi Zhong suppressed his voice and said in a rough voice, "If you don't fucking know, don't talk nonsense."
Wu You's expression was mixed with shock and horror, and he repeated again, "Qi Zhong, shit! You actually washed Qi Cheng's clothes!"
It was such a shock that it knocked him out of his wits.
No wonder Qi Zhong took his clothes and ran down as soon as he woke up, and he didn't say anything when he asked him what he was doing. If he wasn't curious, Wu You wouldn't have noticed such a scary scene.
Qi Cheng was still leaning against the wall just now, but now he has stood up straight. He held the clean coat in his hand, and sniffed it close to the tip of his nose.
"Oh my god," Wu You happened to see, "he's smelling the clothes you washed for him!"
With his back to Class 3, Qi Zhong could only listen to his live broadcast. He couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence, and turned around secretly to look back.
It happened to meet Qi Cheng's side face looking over.
Then, Qi Chengcheng saw Qi Zhong, like a frightened bastard, dragging the person beside him up the stairs, and disappeared in the next second.
The school uniform jacket was full of the smell of sunshine and laundry detergent. It smelled strong and fresh. He couldn't hold it back, leaning against the wall and laughing sullenly.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Li who was next to him came back to his senses, "Hey? When did you get the extra coat in your hand?"
Qi Cheng asked him to smell it, then took it away, and asked him, "Does it smell good?"
"Fragrant," Xia Li rubbed his nose, "I guess it will last for a long time, is there any laundry detergent fragrance now?"
"No perfume." Qi Cheng said.
He looked at the clothes, unfolded them and put them on, he didn't need to smell them specially, the tip of his nose was always accompanied by the fragrance.
Xia Li, "Stop laughing, handsome guy, can you give us some room for being handsome?"
"Success." Qi Cheng.
Han An walked past the front with a bucket and a palette, and saw them waving their hands happily, as if they were afraid that others would not hear, "Let me tell you, I dug out a small umbrella from home, and I brought a special one." Let you see and see the world! I put it back in the dormitory after the first get out of class, and hid it under the pillow of one of the three of you, as a coming-of-age gift for you, you're welcome hahaha."
Xia Li's face turned pale, "Fuck! Check the accommodation today!"
Qi Cheng also narrowed his eyes, he stepped down the three stairs in the corridor lightly, and rushed towards Han An's direction.
The school uniform and jacket were flying, and the long legs ran so fast that Han An was startled by his expressionless face, and subconsciously ran away.
"Qi Cheng, what are you doing?" He ran, and the dirty water in the bucket spilled all over the floor, and the paintbrush inside was on the verge of falling, "You want me to buy you a special box for you? Isn’t one box worth it! Stop chasing me! Ah, help—”
Fortunately, when they returned to the dormitory at noon, they found that the person who checked the accommodation had not started to check.
Han An took out a small umbrella from under the pillow, "I just stuffed it casually, just conveniently."
This bed is Xia Li's bed, near the door, the nearest bed.
Xia Li stared at him wanting to cry, "Brother, what a hatred."
Zhu Fan and Qi Cheng sat in their seats, and the three pairs of eyes stared at Han An together, making Han An's goosebumps rise.
It took more than two hours to eat at noon and take a nap. Qi Cheng sat looking at them with a lollipop in his mouth, and the phone on the table vibrated.
The name displayed on the screen was from Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng is Qi Cheng's stepmother.
Qi Cheng took the phone to the balcony and pressed the connect button.
"Xiao Cheng," Jiang Feng's sharp voice came through the phone, "something happened to the Jiang family, I have to go home in the next two days and bring Xiao Heng with me, do you want to go home with me in the next two days?" go back?"
"If you come with me, Mom will ask for leave in a while. Of course, the premise is that you can't delay your own grades. If you feel free, it's okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow. Your grandparents miss you too. Can you see it?"
Qi Cheng didn't hesitate, and directly agreed, "I'm fine, I'll go back with you."
Jiang Feng laughed several times, full of joy, "Really? Don't delay your studies?"
Those who are familiar with Qi Cheng know that for him going to school, learning only accounts for 30% of it. Jiang Feng asked several times, but he was still worried that it would affect him.
"Don't delay," Qi Cheng said, "When will you be here tomorrow?"
"At 8:30 in the morning, the morning reading class is just canceled for you. You sleep well until 8:00 and have a good night's sleep. I'll bring you breakfast."
Qi Cheng said hello, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow baby."
After hanging up the phone, Qi Cheng sent a message to Teacher Yang and told him in advance.
The Jiang family is a well-known rich man in city A, and Teacher Yang also knew about his situation, so he replied: "Okay, the study tasks these few days are not heavy, and it is a piece of cake for you, but the third year of high school Students should look like seniors in high school. Your English teacher told me just now that Chinese and English really hindered your math. You can take two days off, but after you come back, you need to study for a week at night. Chi Yan Make up your lessons."
Qi Cheng, "Why is he here to give me extra lessons?"
The word "remedial class" twirled around on the tip of his tongue several times, and Qi Cheng thought it was fun when he spit it out.
Teacher Yang, "It was proposed by Xueba on his own initiative, you should cherish it."
Qi Cheng pressed his arms against the balcony railing, and smiled silently, "All right, starting tonight?"
"Starting tonight," Teacher Yang was very sure, "I will arrange for you an office that no one uses at night. You are all students with good grades. You can discuss any problems together. You can discuss with Chi on your arts and sciences." Yan supervised each other's progress."
After talking eloquently for several minutes, Teacher Yang finally said: "Let Xia Li secretly tell the students in our class that someone will check the accommodation at three o'clock in the afternoon, and hide those excessive invisible things for me, and bring them home at the end of the month. "
"Okay." Qi Cheng hung up the phone.
After talking to Xia Li, Xia Li nodded, and secretly went to each dormitory to inform like a spy. Qi Cheng picked up the small umbrella on the table and glanced at Han An lightly.
The packaging of the little thing is dark blue, which sets off the jade-like whiteness of his hand.
Han An, "I really just want you to see the world."
"What kind of exposure is this?" Qi Cheng smiled, and put the things in his hands, "Return the things to their original owners, and keep them so they won't be found out. Go and see your exposure."
During evening self-study, Qi Cheng came to the office arranged by Teacher Yang with the materials on time. When he opened the door and came in, Chi Yan was already sitting inside and doing homework.
"Good evening," Qi Cheng greeted him, "Xueba, please give me your advice for the next week."
Chi Yan nodded slightly, "Good evening."
His eyes were on Qi Cheng's hand, and his voice was as clear and cool as mint, "You didn't bring the test paper."
"There's nothing to see," Qi Cheng told the truth, sitting opposite him, "Do you need to bring something?"
Chi Yan stood up abruptly, moved a chair to Qi Cheng's side, and sat down at the corner of a table with him, shortening the distance between the two of them. Seeing Qi Cheng looking at him, he explained calmly: "Sit like this Easier to discuss."
Qi Cheng said, "Okay."
Chi Yan pursed his lips, and spread out his test paper in front of the two of them, "I have a question I want to ask you for advice."
Qi Cheng left the back of the chair and approached the table, "Which question?"
Chi Yan pointed to a question with points deducted, Qi Cheng looked down at the question, and sorted out his thoughts by the way.
It was said that it was Chi Yan who gave Qi Cheng extra lessons, but everyone knew that this could only be regarded as mutual assistance at best.
After the first get out of class of evening self-study, the age ranking of this exam will be released. If there is no accident, Chi Yan will still be the first.
"Are you serious this time? Other subjects." Chi Yan suddenly said.
Qi Cheng picked up the pen, took off the cap, and smiled, "I'm serious, this is the most serious time in high school."
Chi Yan pushed his glasses, looked at his steps to solve the problem, and suddenly said, "You smell so good."
As soon as Qi Cheng's pen tip stopped, he wanted to laugh when he thought of Qi Zhong's aggrieved look, "The smell of laundry detergent?"
Chi Yan nodded, "It smells good."
"I also think it smells good," Qi Cheng's mouth curled up, "Come on Xueba, let me tell you what's wrong with this question."
In fact, Chi Yan knew what was wrong with this question after he sent it out, because his logic went astray, he drilled himself into a dead end, and when he came out, he knew that the question was not difficult.
In fact, Qi Cheng is not suitable for giving lectures to others. These questions are simple in his eyes, and he thinks that others can do them easily. One click, even if the teaching task is completed.
If he said that to others, he would have to drive them into a daze, but the other party was Chi Yan, a smart man, and Chi Yan could tell what he said. One taught easily, and the other learned happily.
After confirming that Chi Yan knew this question, Qi Cheng still felt that he had some talent for teaching.
After class, the grade group rankings will come out. A teacher specially came over to give them a report card. The first place was indeed Chi Yan, but what surprised people was that Qi Cheng jumped from more than 20 people to the eleventh place all of a sudden. a lot.
Strictly speaking, Qi Cheng's result is actually the same as the tenth place, but the tenth place was ranked ahead of Qi Cheng last time, so this time, Qi Cheng can only be ranked eleventh behind him.
Chi Yan looked at the report card, "Your English and Chinese are lagging behind."
Mathematics counting additional questions is 200 points, Chinese 160 points, and English 120 points.
Qi Cheng scored more than 100 points in three subjects, but compared to the spectacular 191 points in mathematics, the other two subjects were really not enough.
English 109, Chinese 101, the total score of the three subjects plus one is just in the early 400s, and Chi Yan's total score is 443, more than 40 points more than him.
Qi Cheng had nothing to say, because he thought he would be able to enter the top ten in his age, although the result was the same as the tenth place, but it didn't count after all.
"These two subjects," he frowned, "Forget about English, but some questions about Chinese will give you a headache."
Chi Yan looked at him and thought for a while, "Chinese problem-solving is similar to mathematics. Problem-solving has logic and rules. I will teach you Chinese in the future, and you will teach me..."
His eyes flickered suddenly, his eyes fixed on the report card, and his voice became softer and softer, "How do you tell me to refuse and pursue others?"
Qi Cheng groaned, "Your request is somewhat incompatible with the status of a top student."
Chi Yan coughed dryly, and pushed his eyes again, "I just want to learn some other knowledge, and by the way refuse the person who puts love letters in my drawer."
"Okay," Qi Cheng smiled, "Deal."