Qi Bai stood by the bridge, and said with a smile in his tone, "Little handsome guy, it's been so long since you came here, you won't even get lost, right?"
He was born to be the focus of everyone's attention, even if the people who came to look for him exceeded his expectations, Qi Bai's peach blossom eyes also smiled at Yan Yan, "The Second High School is too big."
Chi Yan's eyes turned cold.
The No. 2 Middle School is big, but it's not complicated. You can see the lights of the teaching building when you look up in the dark environment. And the atmosphere here is quiet, isolated from human voices, and the small bridge in the bamboo forest is flowing water. When he just approached, Qiao Bai standing by the bridge seemed to be taking an artistic photo.
It's not like a lost scene, but a well-designed solitary space.
"This classmate," Xueba's voice was colder than Xueshan's, "Which school do you belong to?"
Qiao Bai bent over and put his hands on the handrail beside the bridge, "I belong to this school, little brother."
Wu Yuan laughed from behind, "Very bold."
"It's really bold," Qi Cheng nodded in agreement. "A big star, he mingled among the students by himself. If he is recognized, it's not just a matter of getting lost at night."
Qiao Bai's smile froze behind the mask.
"Big star?" Wu Yuan said lightly, "It's even more stupid."
Chi Yan's mouth curved slightly.
Qiao Bai calmed down. He took off the black mask, revealing a face with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Before he spoke, he made people feel drunk, "With such a face, why bother about being stupid?"
He patted his face, his peach blossom eyes were bent, "These two little brothers, what do you want to do here?"
Lang Bai's face is the one that has been licked by countless fans. His eyes darken when he is angry, and he is sloppy when he is happy. The expression under the moonlight cannot be studied carefully, but one can feel that his mood is not as happy as the smile in his words.
The bell for the end of get out of class rang in the distance, just to break the deadlock. Lang Bai smiled again, wearing the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School, walking lightly to Qi Cheng as if he was wearing a suit, "I'm sorry to trouble you to guide me to find the way back."
Chi Yan, "Let's go."
He took the lead in turning around and walking in the front, not giving Qi Cheng and Lang Bai any time to be courteous. Qi Cheng smiled at Lang Bai, and followed him.
Wu Yuan glanced at Lang Bai, and walked to the place where he was smoking.
Lang Bai followed behind Qi Cheng and Chi Yan unhurriedly. When he walked through the small square, he looked at the painted basketball hoop, "Is there such a shortage of funds in No. 2 Middle School?"
Qi Cheng, "This is the old basketball hoop. The new ones are on the basketball court, and there are also some in the gymnasium."
Qi Cheng is very polite and considerate.
But this kind of politeness and thoughtfulness is full of alienation, and it looks extremely enthusiastic, but in fact it is still far away.
Lang Bai speeded up and walked side by side with Qi Cheng, "Qi Cheng, handsome boy, you are quite tall."
Qi Cheng hummed, "Slightly taller than you."
"Huh?" Lang Bai smiled and shook his head, "I really didn't see it."
Lang Bai's official standard height is 185, but in fact his real height is 183. However, a few centimeters would not show a difference in a man's height, not to mention that Lang Bai was wearing a hat.
A group of three people walked to the front of the teaching building. Qi Cheng checked the time, and the second class would start in five minutes. Chi Yan reminded: "Qi Cheng, we still have tasks."
The third grade group has developed a new way of evening self-study classes, allowing good students to use the time of evening self-study instead of teachers to make up lessons for students in each class. Qi Cheng and Chi Yan have received tasks tonight, and they will arrive before class. class.
As he got closer to the teaching building, Lang Bai's face was also clearly illuminated. He had dyed silver-white hair, and he looked rebellious and fashionable. Hearing this, he smiled, "Can't outsiders take classes?"
Chi Yan said indifferently: "Mr. Lang Bai, if you skip class, it will only delay the study of our senior three students."
Qi Cheng smiled and said, "Indeed."
Lang Bai didn't insist either, shrugging his shoulders, and walked back towards the administration building, "Okay, goodbye, both of you."
He bent his eyes, and put the mask on himself again with his slender fingers.
After he left, Chi Yan asked Qi Cheng: "Qi Cheng, which class are you responsible for evening self-study?"
Qi Cheng paused, "Class 12."
Chi Yan nodded.
Class 12, 4th floor.
on the same floor as him.
No. 2 Middle School does not distinguish between key classes and non-key classes. There are top-notch students in each class. The strength of the teachers and the degree of dedication are uniform, and no one is worse than the other.
When Qi Cheng came to class 12, the class was still very noisy. The handwriting on the blackboard was not wiped off, and the scattered chalk was messy everywhere.
As soon as he walked through the door, the noise started to stop in the front row, and finally gradually spread, and the whole class fell silent.
Qi Cheng greeted them, and after getting on the podium, he took a blackboard eraser and wiped everything on the blackboard clean.
He moves slowly, from left to right, without any rush. Slowly, the students who had quieted down below began to whisper again.
The squad leader lined up the tables, shouting, "Quiet!"
Qi Zhong was jolted back to his senses by the sound, he frowned irritably, and buried his head deeper.
Wu You, who was reading comic books next to him, touched his arm, "Qi Zhong..."
Qi Zhong, "Shut up."
He was really wrong these few days, Wu You didn't dare to say anything, he glanced at Qi Cheng on the stage, and then at Qi Zhong next to him.
Qi Zhong didn't even play basketball these days, which was abnormally scary.
Wu You managed to drag him into the game yesterday, but Qi Zhong, who has always been the ace of the team, became a loophole this time. He can pass anyone who passes him, and anyone can stop him when he shoots.
They all startled the other team playing together.
The teacher who was supposed to talk about the test papers of the preliminary test had already talked about it. Qi Cheng didn’t know much about the learning situation of Class 12, so he asked the students in the audience, “What do you want to hear from me?”
"We want to hear from you if you have a girlfriend!"
"Hahahahaha, don't scare people."
Qi Zhong raised his head abruptly.
Qi Chengcheng stood on the podium with a helpless smile.
A classroom away from him.
There are more and more booing voices in the class, Qi Cheng is quite famous in the school, and in addition, Class 3 and Class 12 traveled together in Anyuan High School before, they at least got acquainted with each other, and now they can't stop joking.
Then Qi Zhong from their class made a sound.
"What do you want to talk about?" Qi Zhong asked.
Qi Cheng looked back at Qi Zhong, "I'm good at science."
The conversation between the two of them made the whole class finally quiet down.
The squad leader took the opportunity to say: "Qi Cheng, our math teacher left a few after-school exercises, but they are very difficult, and I find it very difficult to do them. Can you explain them to us?"
Qi Cheng nodded, and took the notebook from his hand. There were three questions on it, but they were all of the same type. He read them all and chose the most basic one.
I took a piece of chalk on the table, turned around and wrote the topic on the blackboard.
The people in Class 12 basically put down their homework and watched the handsome guy writing curiously.
They all say that they can write like a person, but in fact, many handsome guys write like a dog. The crooked handwriting seems to be practiced by the same copybook, and they are so ugly that they can't be distinguished from each other.
But they knew that Qi Cheng's handwriting was good-looking. There were several times before that Qi Cheng's test papers would be copied by the grade group, and then handed out, each with a copy.
Qi Cheng wrote on it, and Qi Zhong watched him from below.
After a few seconds, Qi Zhong took a blank piece of paper, picked up his stool, walked to the front of the first aisle and sat down directly.
After he sat down, he realized that he did not bring a pen, and turned to the girl beside him, "Can I borrow a pen?"
The girl in the first row next to the aisle nodded in fear and gave him a pen.
Qi Cheng finally finished drawing the figure, turned around and saw Qi Zhong sitting in the front row of the aisle, who was very conspicuous. Qi Cheng's eyes flashed, he raised his finger, and pointed to the question, "Mathematics is the same as Chinese, the first step is to review the questions."
"It can be known from the title..."
The more Qi Zhong listened, the more unhappy his face became.
Because he found that he didn't understand anything.
Just like Tianshu, Qi Cheng was dumbfounded from the second sentence.
He whispered to the girl next to him again, "Do you understand?"
The girl cried, "No, Qi Cheng spoke too briefly. And we are too stupid to keep up with his rhythm."
Qi Zhong nodded, relieved a little, and interrupted Qi Cheng, "They didn't understand what you said."
Qi Cheng stopped, frowned and looked down, "Don't you understand?"
The students who couldn't understand lowered their heads in shame, and almost everyone in the class lowered their heads.
When he was studying with Chi Yan at night, Qi Cheng almost never encountered such a situation.
In his eyes, these processes are simple enough, as long as a few steps are extracted, it is considered as a lecture topic. As for the more detailed ones, he will only write those words for the steps during the exam.
But I didn't expect that other people couldn't understand.
"Can you go into more detail?" The boy wearing glasses in the front row raised his hand embarrassingly. This is a good student in Qi Zhong's class. Still don't know what happened."
Qi Cheng, "Okay."
He thought about the scene when Chi Yan came to his class to explain physics.
I can't remember the details, but at that time he read a picture book, and the other party only talked about three questions. Calculated in terms of time, it is really too detailed.
Qi Cheng sighed softly, wiped off the blackboard from head to toe, and told them again.
Like an exam, I wrote out step by step the tedious steps that the math teacher had to write down thousands of times.