Qi Cheng, "Why do I keep taboo about my disease, doctor?"
Gu Huai's white coat was open, and he was wearing a neat shirt and suit pants inside. He was wearing a dark, dark-striped bow tie, and the buttons at the neckline did not reveal any excess skin.
Because of the rush of walking, a few strands of meticulous hair fell from his ears. He frowned and looked at Qi Cheng, "If you are sick, you need to see a doctor."
Xia Li and Zhu Fan were surprised, "Qi Cheng, are you sick?"
Qi Cheng responded meaninglessly.
The fact of the matter was that he coughed occasionally when he responded to a doctor's message.
The doctor asked him to go to the infirmary for an examination, but he just declined.
"Follow the doctor's orders," the doctor lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies, "reply to my messages in time."
He pushed the medicine box in front of Qi Cheng, "Please pay attention to your body. If you ignore my message next time, I will contact your class teacher directly."
Qi Cheng blinked.
The doctor was still stuttering last time, but this time he was a little tough.
The loose strands of hair dangled by Gu Huai's ears, and the doctor stared at him stubbornly, waiting for his reply.
"Doctor," Qi Cheng said, "I'm sorry, I will take good care of my health from now on."
He took the medicine box, "Is this for me?"
Qi Cheng's cooperation made the doctor stunned for a moment.
Then he turned his face to the side to cover his expression, and only hummed indifferently.
The doctor's profile is three-dimensional and tall, with a protruding Adam's apple and a straight nose.
He looks cold, but his face is hot.
His eyes scanned Gu Huai's body, and the doctor felt this gaze, and his Adam's apple slid up and down for a moment.
Qi Cheng laughed.
Xia Li glared at him with a flattering smile, "Doctor, we are still having dinner, do you want to join us?"
Gu Huai shook his head, and walked out of the restaurant expressionlessly.
Zhu Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the school doctor of our school? When did you change to such a handsome school doctor? This aura scares me even when I see it."
They looked at Qi Cheng again, concerned, "Qi Cheng, when did you get sick?"
Qi Cheng, "I'm not sick."
He opened the medicine box, and the other two looked in, and saw that it was like a treasure chest, with all kinds of medicines neatly arranged in sections, and there were a few small bottles of essential oils in the corner.
The two of them looked at each other, and felt that the doctor was being attentive and harboring malicious intentions.
The things they ordered were finally delivered, Qi Cheng put the medicine box aside and ate the meal with them.
It was still ten minutes before ten o'clock when we came out. Teacher Yang was putting together a team for roll call. He waved to them and shouted, "Hurry up."
Next to Class 3 was Class 12. The three of them jogged over, their hair blown by the wind, and their school uniforms wrapped in wind.
"Qicheng from Class 3, don't you guys want to see him?"
"he came."
Wu You stood at the back, and when he heard this sentence, he raised his head to look. Qi Cheng and the other two ran past the team of their class and entered the team of class 3.
He turned around and said to Qi Zhong, "Here comes the man."
Qi Zhong was playing with his mobile phone, "What?"
"Qi Cheng is here."
After a while, Qi Zhong finally let out a cry.
Pretending to be still looking at the phone, but the screen of the phone has been turned off with a shake of the hand just now.
Xia Li also saw Qi Zhong when he was in the team, and he reminded Qi Cheng, "Qi Zhong, shit, Qi Zhong is in class 12."
Zhu Fan leaned over, worried, "He won't be looking for Qi Cheng, is he? Qi Cheng hasn't been with Zhou Die recently."
Qi Cheng glanced across Qi Zhong.
Qi Zhong was wearing gray-yellow loose trousers, and black leather military boots on his feet. This kind of dress was unique.
Jian Mei frowned slightly, and there were many people in Class 3 peeking at him.
Wu You didn't move his mouth, and spoke vaguely: "He is looking at you."
Qi Zhong's cheeks stiffened, his hair stood on end, he turned his feet unconsciously, and his whole body became more dignified.
After several minutes, he asked Wu You, "Still looking at me?"
"Huh?" Wu You had already started playing with his mobile phone, and glanced at him in confusion, "I haven't looked at you for a long time."
Qi Zhong, "..."
Then you didn't fucking say it earlier.
After the number of people was all there, Teacher Yang took them to the bus.
The girls are at the front and the boys are at the back. They are all 1.87 meters tall. He consciously stands behind and waits for everyone else to get on the bus before he slowly goes up.
There were two empty seats left, and he sat by the window.
Xia Li counted the people and shouted at the top of his voice, "Teacher, everyone is here!"
Teacher Yang said to the driver, "Master, close the door."
The driver master glanced at the door and pointed, "Isn't there another one?"
Teacher Yang was taken aback, and saw Wu Yuan stretch his legs and get on the bus.
Wu Yuan looked around at the people in the car, and the previously bustling car subconsciously quieted down.
A pair of eyes focused on him, not understanding how this thorn got on their third class car.
Wu Yuan threw the ball of paper in his pocket to Teacher Yang, "I'll join the team and follow you to Anyuan High School."
There are 12 classes in the third year of senior high school, and they go to six places. The only ones who can go to Anyuan High School are the 3rd and 12th classes that are drawn.
Wu Yuan walked into the car.
He didn't stop and sit down until he reached the last empty seat.
Putting his hands on the backrest, the smile on the corner of his mouth showed the badness of a successful prank, "We meet again."
Qi Cheng also laughed, and he raised his chin, "Why did you get on our bus?"
Wu Yuan, "Go to Anyuan High School to deal with some matters."
The seat is very small, and two tall people sit together, even if they don't have a bag on their bodies, they are arm to arm and long legs to long legs.
This kind of bus can't open the windows, you can only watch the scenery, only the air conditioner above the head is on, and there is a thin wind blowing in the stuffy car.
Qi Cheng leaned against the window, his full mental strength gradually dissipated in the shaking and jolting, and he fell asleep again.
Wu Yuan looked at the scenery outside.
Gradually from the high-rise buildings to the hills and grasslands, the fields full of rice ears passed across Qi Cheng's forehead, and then appeared in the next window.
Watching and watching, Wu Yuan stood up suddenly, with strong oppressive shadows cast on the front and back, he whispered, "Close the curtain."
Xia Li at the back closed the curtain tremblingly, and the girl in front also closed the curtain tremblingly.
Only two slits are left to allow one eye to see the outside scenery clearly.
Curtains block the sun and cast a shadow.
Qi Cheng didn't know anything and was still sleeping peacefully.
Three hours later, two buses stopped at the gate of Anyuan High School.
The listless students got out of the car, yawning from time to time.
Anyuan High School is located in a remote place. Although it is a high school under the name of City A, it is very close to City B. It occupies the largest area. The most famous one is the racecourse established by the school.
This is a private high school. Because of this racecourse, Anyuan High School was once on the list of the most popular high schools.
Qi Cheng was still frowning when Xia Li woke him up and got out of the car, because he didn't get enough sleep.
Everyone in Class 3 knows how much he can sleep, and it's not uncommon to see him like this. But the girls in class 12 looked at Qi Cheng and laughed, looking at him again and again, thinking it was fun and cute.
The vice-principal of Anyuan High School took them on a tour of the school, "Tomorrow afternoon, the students in our school will be on vacation, and I will take you to ride a horse. By the way, do you have any riding clothes?"
Teacher Yang shook his head and said with a smile, "I still have to trouble you."
"Riding clothes are fine," the vice-principal smiled. "We have a lot of riding clothes here, and they are all clean. Students should not dislike them."
The dormitory building of Anyuan High School was at the back, and they walked around the large garden and lake for five or six minutes before arriving at the bottom of the dormitory building.
Another teacher took the female students to the girls' dormitory building.
Teacher Yang told the students, "Even in Anyuan High School, you must not forget to study. I specially borrowed Chi Yan from Class 6, and I need him to give you lectures at night."
The vice principal was surprised, "Chi Yan from your school is also here?"
"Yes," Teacher Yang beamed with a smile, "Chi Yan, come."
Qi Cheng's sleepiness dissipated a bit. He watched Chi Yan walk up to Teacher Yang from the end, pushed his glasses calmly, and said hello to the vice principal of Anyuan High School.
Neither humble nor overbearing, the school bully and strong temperament that is highly chased by the school is vivid.
"Why is Chi Yan here?"
"Qi Cheng, you made up lessons with Chi Yan last night, didn't he say that?"
Qi Cheng woke up, "I never said that."
The dormitory that Anyuan High School can vacate for No. 2 Middle School is really not enough. Just as they guessed, it needs a room for six people.
When assigning, Xia Li pushed Qi Cheng to the front, and he and Zhu Fan stood behind Qi Cheng, indicating that these were the three people in a dormitory.
Chi Yan walked up to Qi Cheng and asked directly, "Can I share a room with you?"
Qi Cheng, "Welcome."
Chi Yan smiled, and suddenly raised his hand to pick out a white line from Qi Cheng's head, and then walked behind Zhu Fan.
Zhu Fan smiled awkwardly at him with the appearance of a schoolmaster, feeling that Anyuan High School will have an extremely painful two days.
The remaining two, Chang Yao and another Class 3 student also stood up.
Wu Yuan stood at the end with his pocket in his pocket and watched their allocation, expressionless. Taking a glance from the corner of the eye, he saw Qi Zhong standing on the other side.
Chewing gum, Qi Zhong stood with his feet apart, his hands lazily in his pockets, and stared at Qi Cheng with no expression.
Wu Yuan squinted his eyes.