Going out to exchange courses does not mean that there is no need to attend classes.
In one afternoon, the students in the two classes of the No. 2 Middle School moved their chairs around the class, which was more tiring than attending classes in their own school.
After four classes, all of them became wilting flowers.
There was no place for them to go to class in the evening self-study, so Teacher Yang simply gave them a vacation for evening self-study, and told them that they only needed to do the test papers in the dormitory, and if they couldn't do it, they would go to Chi Yan and Qi Cheng for advice.
But for the students, it is impossible to solve the problem. The existence of Chi Yan and Qi Cheng, especially Chi Yan, who was specially borrowed by Teacher Yang, can only be a decoration.
Holding a notebook, Xia Li went from dormitory to dormitory to ask about their height and weight, and prepared the riding outfit for tomorrow afternoon.
Qi Cheng poured a glass of water into his little yellow chicken cup, sat at the table and waited for him to come back.
People in a dormitory, except those who wash in the water room, are all there.
Except for the three people who had been together since then, the rest were Chi Yan and Chang Yao who came over on their own initiative, and another tall boy from Class 3.
Chi Yan made the bed, sat down and sat beside Qi Cheng, "You and Xia Li have such a good relationship."
He also poured a glass of water, glanced at the little yellow chicken's cup from the corner of his eye, and took a sip of water.
"There is only one class in the first year of high school." Qi Cheng thought for a while, then smiled, "Stranger, unfamiliar."
Zhu Fan lay on the bed and laughed wildly, "Yes, we are not familiar with Xia Li at all."
Qi Cheng's bed was on the upper bunk next to the window, and there was a crack in the window, which would leak air at night.
While listening to them, Chang Yao found a stool, stepped on it and pasted it with tape.
He also wanted to talk to Qi Cheng, but he didn't know what to say.
The corners of Chi Yan's mouth curled up slightly, feeling like he was smiling, and he said it again, "It's such a good relationship."
When Xia Li came back, half an hour later, he threw the notebook away, "I'm thirsty."
After taking a breath, he said: "The others are alright, just those few thorns, calling Wu Yuan and Qi Zhong here, oh my god, I mustered up the courage to ask, one is more scary than the other, standing like a Buddha In the dormitory, the faces are so long. In the whole dormitory building, only their two dormitories are the quietest."
Zhu Fan rejoiced: "Fortunately, we didn't share a dormitory with them."
"It's your turn," Xia Li picked up the notebook again, "Report your height and weight one by one, don't be embarrassed, there are no girls here."
"1.87," Qi Cheng smiled, "74kg."
"I can't see it," the boy from the same class who went out to wash came in and sighed, "Isn't this weight the standard figure of a model? But I think you are still too thin."
"There are muscles." Qi Cheng.
Xia Li was not surprised, "He is too tall, not too thin. He is the kind of person who looks thin when he wears clothes and takes off his clothes. He is really enviable."
Chi Yan interjected: "Qi Cheng, you will grow again."
"Should." Qi Cheng turned to look at him, "You will continue to grow taller."
There was a smile in his eyes, as bright as the stars. This was clearly a joke. Not only was Chi Yan not annoyed, but he was still trying to restrain the corners of his mouth from curling up, "1.75 meters, I'm not short."
"It's really not counting," Qi Cheng leaned his face to the side, "Your figure is well proportioned, with a thin waist and long legs, and you can look good in many types of clothes."
Chi Yan looked down at himself, "Really?"
But he didn't see anything, so he picked up the glass and drank two more sips of water.
The eyes of the whole dormitory looked at Chi Yan, "Qi Chengyi said, it seems that it is true, a schoolmaster does not look short."
"The body proportions seem to be really good. It was only when Xueba came to our class to give a lecture last time that I realized that he only got to Qi Cheng's chest."
"It's an exaggeration, it's only twelve centimeters, and it can reach the neck no matter what."
"Plus the soles, or didn't stand up straight, I won't lie to you, anyway, from my perspective, it really only reached the chest."
The entire dormitory was discussing his height, Chi Yan glanced at Qi Cheng's chest from the corner of his eyes, and lowered his long eyelashes.
He stood up and nodded towards the crowd, "Go to the bathroom."
Chi Yan's footsteps were fast and steady, and he left the dormitory door in a few steps, and the movement of closing the door was slow and light, so as not to cause any noise to others.
Qi Cheng maintained the action just now, thoughtful.
The height and weight were reported one by one. Chang Yao put the tape on, got off the chair, and wiped it clean.
Xia Li just looked up at him: "Chang Yao, where's yours?"
"One meter seventy-six," Chang Yao lowered his head and put his hands behind his back, "sixty-two kilograms."
Qi Cheng and Xia Li frowned together.
Chang Yao saw their expressions and became even more uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"
"Too thin," Qi Cheng stood up and walked into Chang Yao. Every time he took a step, Chang Yao's head lowered a little, as if he was a scourge. Looking at him like this, Qi Cheng couldn't help laughing "You are too thin, you should gain some weight."
Chang Yao said in a low voice, "I am one centimeter taller than Chi Yan."
I don't know why his topic came to Chi Yan again, but Qi Cheng followed suit: "But you are thinner than him."
Chang Yao pursed his lips and stopped talking.
His black hair was long, covering his eyebrows and eyes, which made him look a bit gloomy and indifferent among the students who were talking with their heads up. No. 2 Middle School did not specify the length of hair, but Teacher Yang told Chang Yao several times to let him cut his hair, and Chang Yao responded with silence again and again.
However, on the half of the face under the black hair, the lips were tightly pressed, pale and weak, the appearance of this lip, even if it was dyed with a little bit of red, it would become charming and gorgeous.
Qi Cheng bent slightly, a little curious, and tentatively touched Chang Yao's forehead.
Chang Yao froze for a moment, stopped his steps to retreat, and remained motionless.
Caressing the hand in front of the hair, fiddled with the black hair a few times, then turned the back of the hand, slid across the forehead, and lifted the long black hair that was unsightly.
Chang Yao pinched the hands behind his back, his whole heart was suspended in the sky, and fear even appeared in his eyes.
But he didn't move.
The eyes gradually brightened, and the hair was brushed over the eyes by slender hands, and then over the eyebrows.
Qi Cheng looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "So it's a hidden cutie."
Chang Yao's face turned red.
The people in the dormitory squeezed over curiously, Zhu Fan said, "Chang Yao, you look so good-looking."
Qingqingxiuxiu.
"Like a little milk dog," Xia Li held his chin to look up and down, "Don't get me wrong, the little milk dog mentioned on the Internet is a cute word to describe a boy, and it is a compliment."
Chang Yao's eyes are dark and bright, his eyebrows are three-dimensional, and his facial features are matched together, giving him a cuteness that only belongs to boys.
It's not Qi Cheng's handsomeness that penetrates into the bottom of people's hearts, but the type that will please the elders, the type of girl who has a lot of motherhood, and a hairstyle can have such a big change.
Chang Yao lowered his eyes, his eyes trembling constantly, "I'm not used to it."
With no cover on his forehead, he seemed to have been stripped of a layer of protective skin, and he was not used to it with fear.
Qi Cheng loosened his hands, and his hair fell down again. He smiled and said, "However you feel comfortable, but you are too thin, you should eat more."
Chang Yao paused, his voice was like a mosquito, "Thank you for your concern."
At night when Teacher Yang asked for materials, Xia Li was still in the bathroom, so Qi Cheng simply took the notebook and sent it to Teacher Yang for him.
When he arrived at Teacher Yang, the vice-principal stayed behind to say something, nothing more than praising Qi Cheng's grades and outstanding talents. With a basket full of compliments, Qi Cheng returned to the dormitory an hour later.
At this moment, most of the people have already returned to the dormitory, and there are only two or three people in the corridor.
Today is Saturday, and the lights of Anyuan High School are turned off at 9 pm on weekends. Qi Cheng raised his hand to check the time, there was only the last half hour left.
He went back to the dormitory to get his toiletries, while the others were playing with their mobile phones, Xia Li loved him to death, "Why are you so good!"
Qi Cheng put the towel on his arm, looked at him with raised eyelids, "Call me brother."
"Brother Qi Cheng!" Zhu Fan and Xia Li shouted together.
The water room of Anyuan High School is at the innermost floor, and Qi Cheng's dormitory is the farthest from the water room. When walking all the way, there are no people in the corridor, and only one or two water rooms are brushing their teeth and washing their faces.
By the time Qi Cheng finished washing up, the lights in the dormitory corridor had already been turned off, and no one was there.
In the corridor outside the water room, the lights here are broken, and after the lights are turned off, it is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers. Only the headlights were still dimly lit, but their sensitivity was extremely low, and they needed to be stomped heavily, or shouted at the top of their lungs, to turn on again.
The vice-principal specifically told them that they should try their best to finish washing before turning off the lights. If they need to go to the bathroom after turning off the lights, it is best to bring lighting tools. rise.
The problem with the lamp is to be repaired tomorrow, and the vice-principal wants them to take care of it.
Qi Cheng's mobile phone was left in the dormitory, and he was not going to shout or stomp his feet. He is not afraid of the dark. In the quiet corridor, this kind of darkness even makes him feel very comfortable.
But when he reached the middle of the corridor, someone suddenly grabbed Qi Cheng's hand and pressed him against the wall.
The hot breath came, and something hotter was stuck to the lips, the breathing was rough, and the kiss on Qi Cheng's lips was also extraordinarily rough.
Qi Cheng's eyes sank, he exerted force with his arm, but the person who attacked him seemed to know how strong he was, and used ingenuity to restrain his strength. The lips are even more savage, like a wild dog that hasn't seen meat for a long time.
Wrapping her lips and sucking heavily, the strong smell of mint in the opponent's mouth mixed with the smell of toothpaste in Qi Cheng's mouth, which made the person who kissed Qi Cheng even more excited.
Kissing and licking on the outside of the lips, it is a chicken.
He grabbed Qi Cheng's hand with extreme force, and even tried to penetrate his fingers into Qi Cheng's palm.
Qi Cheng tried to see who was pressing him.
But it was too dark around, so I could only know that this person was about the same height as him.
The refreshing mint smell and water vapor penetrated into the bottom of the nose, when the opponent finally found a way and greedily wanted to use the tip of his tongue to get into Qi Cheng's mouth, Qi Cheng raised his knees and attacked mercilessly.
The other party immediately let go of Qi Cheng in pain, bent over and covered his abdomen, enduring the pain and making no sound, Qi Cheng grabbed his hair, and was about to forcefully lift the other party's face, but the other party dodged incomparably skillfully, Hid in the dark.
Qi Cheng stood on the spot with deep eyes. He raised his arm, and the toiletries in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the sound made the lights in the distance instantly turn on.
The darkness was partly driven away, but there was no second person around Qi Cheng.