Zhou Die was waiting at the gate of Class 3 after school.
Her black hair is tied with a bow, youthful and beautiful. Smiling at the students in the first row with crooked eyebrows, he said bluntly, "Student, can you help me to say yes?"
The students in the first row yelled for help.
Qi Cheng was chatting and laughing with some boys. He was sitting at the desk with his hands in the pockets of his school uniform.
"Zhou Die from Class 4 is here to look for you again." The tall boys around him smiled, "I said you just follow along. Is it easy for such a little beauty to come to you every day?"
Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows, got off his desk and walked towards the door.
"What are you doing?" He leaned against the door and asked.
In the square in front of the teaching building, a group of people are playing basketball. After school is short in the afternoon, the boys who love to play basketball can only gather in this broken place to use the painted basketball hoop. Xi.
Zhou Die exaggeratedly sighed, "Qi Cheng, I dreamed about you again last night, what do you think I should do?"
Among the players, Qi Cheng saw a familiar figure, a forward, who was confronting the opponent's defender, his offensive and defensive steps were sharp and unrestrained.
"I still say the same thing, Zhou Die," he smiled, "You can go find another Qi Meng."
The striker in the small square made a three-step layup and accurately delivered the ball to the goal frame. He and his teammates clapped their hands in celebration. While wiping off their sweat, they inadvertently saw the scene in front of the goal of Class 3.
Qi Zhong, whose face was covered with sweat, fixed his gaze, his expression darkened, "Damn it!"
Zhou Die, "You said it lightly, and I obediently listened to you and went to find it, but it's not so easy to fall in love with another person."
Qi Cheng looked away, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Okay, go to eat, don't block the way at the door of our class."
"Why am I blocking the way? I'm just that little." Zhou Die rolled his eyes at him, but left, "Oh, you're so bad, I don't want to dream about you tonight, I hate it."
As soon as she left, there was a wave of hot air rushing towards Qi Cheng angrily.
"I fucking warned you not to get too close to her," Qi Zhong approached Qi Cheng, his sword eyebrows showing a trace of rage, "Are you fucking deaf, Qi Cheng?"
He propped his hands on the wall, blocking Qi Cheng here, and ran over in one breath, hot and panting, and sprayed all his rough breath on Qi Cheng's face.
Qi Cheng opened his hand, and made a red mark on the inside of his wheat-colored arm, "Can't you smell the stench on your body, Qi Zhong?"
Qi Zhong's eyes widened, his teeth were full of vigorous anger, "Fuck—"
He violently pulled Qi Cheng's neckline, but was dragged by Qi Cheng and pressed hard against the wall of Class 3.
The white wall had just been painted during the summer vacation, and it should have been dry long ago, but Qi Cheng's strength was too great, causing a cloud of white wall dust to rub off Qi Zhong's right face.
The big tall man wriggled around, struggled harder and harder, his eyes became more and more ruthless, "Let go!"
He didn't admit defeat at all, a wolf cub would bite off a piece of meat from Qi Cheng's body even if he died.
Qi Zhong's face was buried by the wall, so others could not see his face, but he felt extremely ashamed, and spoke with a frightening vigor, "You fucking wait for me!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you," Qi Cheng bowed his head, "Before you trouble me next time, wash yourself up first, okay?"
His actions were polite, but every one of them sounded like an insult to Qi Zhong, Qi Zhong struggled harder, Qi Cheng let him go directly.
The angry little wolf cub punched him, but he missed and was dodged by Qi Cheng.
His body smelled of sweat, which was the smell of youth, Qi Zhong blushed in anger, he took a bath every night, and he was clean before playing, why did it stink
This fucking is just sweating!
Inside the back door, Chang Yao grabbed the trash can, but froze by the door and couldn't get out.
His black hair covered his eyes, and he looked down at the ground beneath his feet.
Every sentence of Qi Zhong's words caught my ears, and every time he said a harsh word to scare people, Chang Yao's hand on the side of the trash can would become even harder.
Xia Li also lay on the edge of the back door to watch, shouting loudly, "Teacher is here—"
Then immediately hid in the classroom.
The person who played with Qi Zhong followed over with a dazed expression on his face. Before he could see the situation clearly, he was scared away by this sentence.
Qi Zhong also subconsciously turned his head and ran, and when he reached the corner at the end of the corridor, he turned his head back.
Qi Cheng was standing in the middle of the corridor in front of Class 3, with his hands in his pockets. When he turned his head, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, which was all romantic.
Qi Zhong gave him a thumbs up, and then slowly lowered his thumb until he was completely upside down.
Mouthing word by word, threatening, "Wait."
The boys in the class who were still in the classroom were ready to rush out to help Qi Cheng at any time, and he was relieved after seeing Qi Zhong run away, "Damn, whoever yelled that just now scared the shit out of me."
Without leaving his name, Xia Li ran to Qi Cheng's side, "Qi Cheng, what should we do, Qi Zhong is following you."
Qi Cheng, "I have an idea."
"what?"
"Before it starts next time, you can yell from the side," Qi Cheng couldn't hide the smile in his tone anymore, "It doesn't work to call the teacher, just try calling the police uncle."
This bastard is still joking here!
Everyone returned to the classroom and sat down in a mighty manner, still discussing the scene just now.
There was no one in the corridor, and Chang Yao slowly took out the trash with the trash can. When he looked back, Qi Cheng had already fallen asleep on the table.
"He hasn't eaten yet?" Someone asked worriedly, it was dinner time.
Xia Li looked at the clock on the blackboard, "Someone will deliver food later, Qi Cheng is a sleepy god, he sleeps when he wants to sleep, and wakes up immediately when he smells the smell of food, his nose is very sharp."
"Hey," the person who asked the question smiled, "I'm envious, there are people delivering food."
It was Zhu Fan, nicknamed Zhu Zhu, who delivered the meals, one class per dormitory. Zhu Fan squeezed into the class sweating profusely, and the first thing he said was, "Guess what I just saw in the restaurant?"
Qi Cheng's nose twitched twice, he sat up with his eyes closed and touched the rice.
Xia Li, "What did you see?"
"I saw Wu Yuan!" Zhu Fan pulled a stool and sat next to them, "I was cooking, and Wu Yuan was in the team next to me. The kid behind him said something, and suddenly angered me You didn’t see this big demon king, the scene at that time was so terrifying that even the aunt in the cafeteria dared not speak out.”
"That kid doesn't know how to offend Wu Yuan," Zhu Fan said, "Wu Yuan also asked him, 'Is it you who stole my cigarettes during the day? , Wu Yuan also said something, what is it."
He frowned and thought for a long time, "The voice of that unlucky buddy is like someone who stole his cigarettes."
Qi Cheng woke up sleepy, "Have you lost your temper so much?"
"That's not it," Zhu Fan was also helpless, "You were not there at the time, I don't know what the atmosphere of the meeting was like, it was just like in a horror movie, the restaurant was as quiet as the study room, absolutely amazing , this man Wu Yuan is really amazing."
Xia Li was about to shed a cold sweat.
"Just a cigarette?"
"How do you know it's a cigarette?" Zhu Fan wondered, "What if you stole a box."
"The one who dared to steal Wu Yuanyan is really a talent. I just can't figure it out. If you want to smoke this thing, you have to hide it well. How can someone steal it?"
Qi Cheng listened for a long time, and his subordinates were not idle, they had already started eating.
The No. 2 Middle School is very lenient to the third-year students, regardless of their eating in the classroom. He ate and ate, and suddenly laughed, "Stingy."
No one knew who he was talking about.
The evening self-study in No. 2 Middle School ended at 8:30. Qi Cheng put on his bag and walked to the dormitory with his friends.
When they were about to reach the dormitory downstairs, they saw Wu Yuan and his party under the big poplar tree next to the dormitory.
The bright and dark cigarette butts were on fire, half of Wu Yuan's face leaning against the tree was hidden in the shadows, silently watching the people coming and going.
Eyes like eagles.
Qi Cheng's footsteps slowed down a bit, and then sped up again. Zhu Fan beside him looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"
They just happened to be under the big poplar tree, Xia Li wanted to give Zhu Fan a brainstorm, and smirked, "How fast do you want to ask?"
He is very afraid of Qi Cheng talking now.
Compared with his appearance, this guy's voice is not very distinctive. To sum it up in two words, it sounds nice.
Throughout the third year of high school, there were only a few boys with good voices, which made them stand out.
But it was too late, Wu Yuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his shoes, walked through the crowd with a sullen face, and walked straight in their direction.
Wu Yuan's appearance is handsome, but his expression is dangerous. He has a lot of contacts with people in the society, and his ruthlessness that doesn't take people seriously can scare even adults into war.
He walked in front of Qi Cheng, and the smell of cigarettes on his body rushed over in one go, his eyes inspected, and he faintly threatened, "It's you?"
Qi Cheng smiled, he was still carrying a slanted schoolbag, his hands were in his trouser pockets, compared with Wu Yuan, he had a strong student smell, "What's wrong with me?"
The ending sound is raised, just like joking.
The sound of this meeting is not what it sounds like.
Wu Yuan frowned, his tone was not very good, "One more word."
"I'm a little embarrassed," Qi Cheng smiled, "You stopped me suddenly and asked me to talk more, what can you say?"
His voice is nice, low and pure, and not deliberately, only natural and comfortable, it sounds like a lullaby that can make people feel at ease.
Wu Yuan was sure that he had found the wrong person, irritability flashed in his eyes, and he turned sideways to let them walk over.
Qi Cheng nodded at him, passed him with two little friends who were too scared to speak, and then laughed as they walked, "Wu Yuan is quite reasonable."
Zhu Fan nodded approvingly, "It's not someone who hits you up and down, it's quite sensible."
Reason ass!
Xia Li gave Qi Cheng a sneaky look, and he was ashamed to say that you were the one he was looking for
Wu Yuan and the two younger brothers waited downstairs for an hour, and they didn't realize that they were waiting in vain until no one entered the dormitory building.
"Pick up the things," Wu Yuan told them to throw the cigarette butts into the trash, "there's another tree root, who the hell threw it?"
His expression was not very good, the younger brothers picked up things quickly, not only the ones they threw, but also other plastic bottles and instant noodle bags were sorted together.
As soon as you enter the dormitory, the photos and names of the top 50 in the grade are posted on the wall. Wu Yuan hadn't paid attention to these good students before, but now with a scan, he found the most conspicuous one among them.
Ranked 25, named Qi Cheng, the one who made him hear the wrong voice just now.
Obviously the voice I heard before was the voice of the person who stole his cigarettes, but it was not the voice after that.
He frowned, "His name sounds familiar."
"Qi Cheng," the younger brother took a look and said with a smile, "Model!"
Wu Yuan nodded. He was tall and had long legs. He was in good shape even in a school uniform and carrying a bag. He really looked like a model.
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