Because of this erotic dream, Qi Zhong would look where he shouldn't look when he saw Qi Chengcheng for several days. Sometimes Wu You grabbed him to play, and Qi Cheng passed by, he would forget the movements of his hands. He was hit on the head stupidly.
Wu You finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled him to the side of the road and sat down, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"What?" Qi Zhong's eyes followed Qi Cheng who was getting further and further away, and only after Qi Cheng's back disappeared, Qi Zhong came back to his senses and said, "By the way, this week's exam, I won't play after today, don't call me next time .”
"..." Wu You, "No way, how long will it take you to play ball, Qi Zhong, are you getting too fast?"
"Before you were asked to study, you were still angry, and you felt uncomfortable if you didn't touch basketball. Lao Bao said that you should combine work and rest. Why have you completely changed now?" I was reading, and I went to class 3 to find Qi Cheng to give you tutoring at night, look at you now, were you still staring at Qi Cheng just now... "
Qi Zhong let his ears go, looking at the end of the path next to the basketball court.
Qi Cheng and Xia Li walked back and bought a bottle of water from the vending machine. Qi Cheng seemed to sense something, looked this way back, and then waved this way with one hand.
He stood heroically, with casual movements, but relaxed and handsome.
Qi Zhong also waved at him, and when the two of them disappeared completely, he came back to his senses and asked Wu You beside him, "What did you just say?"
Wu You was silent for a while, then looked at him deeply, "Qi Zhong, don't you like Qi Cheng?"
When Qi Cheng was doing self-study that night, he waited for Qi Zhong to come over and ask questions.
He was used to it, and he didn't think there was any problem with it, but in the eyes of the students in Class 3, it was really weirder than ever.
But after waiting for a class, Qi Zhong still didn't come after he had finished his hundred-character composition.
When get out of class was over, Qi Cheng went out to get some air, and looked up at the fourth floor.
He pursed his lips again, restraining his gaze away.
The teacher in class 4 next door saw him and beckoned, "Qi Cheng, go to my office and help me get my homework, and put it on the left side of the desk."
"Okay." Qi Cheng nodded and went to the office.
There was no one in the office. When Qi Cheng came out, he bumped into Chi Yan who also came to get homework.
Qi Cheng was just waiting to get up with him. Chi Yan held his homework and pushed his eyes with one free hand, "Tomorrow is the monthly exam."
Qi Cheng hummed.
"Let's compare again." Chi Yan smiled slightly, "Qi Cheng, you will almost enter the top ten in your age."
He was basically sure that Qi Cheng would agree, but Qi Cheng shook his head, "No, I won't be motivated this time."
Chi Yan was funny, "Are you going to work hard to improve the exam?"
He only knew that it was Qi Cheng's laziness.
Walking to the side of the stairs, Qi Cheng glanced up, and Chi Yan caught his eyes, and Chi Yan continued the topic just now, with a soft voice, "Qi Cheng, there is half a year left for the college entrance examination, now develop a good habit of answering questions seriously, In the college entrance examination, you won’t lose points because of habit.”
Qi Cheng, "Forget it this time."
They were in different classes. Qi Cheng walked to Class 4, but Chi Yan stood still and didn't recover.
When making up lessons, Qi Cheng sometimes didn't want to do his homework, but as long as he said a few words, Qi Cheng would still finish the homework.
But now... Chi Yan frowned, still not wanting him to treat the exam as a joke.
It's almost time for class, and when the evening self-study is over, he plans to have a good conversation with Qi Cheng. Obviously, Qi Cheng was very cooperative in the last investigation. Facts have also proved that if Qi Cheng is serious, his strength cannot be underestimated. Chi Yan hopes that he can take every exam and homework seriously.
After Qi Cheng delivered his homework, he returned to his class. The pot of tobacco flowers on the windowsill rose a lot. Xia Li said that the classroom would not be able to fit the pot of flowers in a while.
When he saw this potted flower, he thought of Qi Zhong, frowned, and moved the flower outside to the ground, out of sight and out of mind.
Put it outside the window. When class was over, Qi Cheng put down his pen and looked at the flowers and leaves outside.
From this angle, you can just look at the flowers and not be moved by others.
The flowers bloomed after seven o'clock, and they are still blooming now. Qi Cheng turned his head and continued to work on the paper with a pen.
When Qi Zhong sneaked out of the class, he saw this potted flower pitifully placed outside.
he:"… "
Bending down and slipping under the window, Qi Zhong touched the flowers and leaves, "Hey, Qi Cheng, what's the matter with this flower."
Can you cherish it! It was still in the house yesterday, but today it has become an unwanted flower that the master does not want.
Qi Cheng's hand that was writing the paper trembled under his sudden voice, "...fuck."
The answer shakes into paragraph twisted characters.
"Don't speak so suddenly next time," Qi Cheng whispered to the window, "Where are you?"
Qi Zhong straightened up a little bit, revealing his eyes, with condemnation in them, "Flower."
"The flowers were sent by Wu You, what's your business?" Qi Cheng blocked him with these words, and Qi Zhong choked.
Qi Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and patted Xia Li on the back. Xia Li said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going out." Qi Cheng shook the work in front of him, "Send it to Lao Yang."
"...I don't give it away when get out of class is over, but I have to give it to class." Xia Li got up and let him go, complaining, "I think you just don't want to go to class."
Qi Cheng went out through the back door openly, and Qi Zhong was cleaning the flower pots for tobacco flowers, looking very distressed.
He walked over and squatted beside him, "Hello."
Qi Zhong trembled in fright.
Qi Cheng rolled his eyes with a smile, got up and walked to the office with his pockets in his pocket. Qi Zhong didn't care about any flowers, so he trotted to catch up with him, and kept saying, "Since they are gifts from others, they should be well protected. What if such beautiful flowers are left outside and stolen?"
He said while following Qi Cheng, "Are you going to the office?"
Qi Cheng happened to stop on the stairs and said, "The exam will be held tomorrow."
"So this class ends at half an hour," Qi Zhong said, "I'm in class, so I ran down to find you."
He was lectured by Wu You for the whole afternoon and evening, Wu You talked dry, Qi Zhong went straight, no one could convince anyone, finally Qi Zhong got annoyed and escaped from class.
"That Wu You," he asked pretendingly, "Who actually sent you flowers, man?"
Qi Cheng couldn't help laughing, "You really don't know who Wu You is? Aren't you in the same class as him?"
Qi Zhong froze, pretending too much.
"I'm too lazy to know some people in this class," Qi Zhong raised his chin, "If I have to know everyone, I'm going to die of exhaustion."
Qi Cheng snorted, and asked again: "I'm going to hand in my homework, what are you going to do next?"
Qi Zhong frowned.
He also knew that Qi Cheng's head teacher asked him to write. After all, he had the cheek to come over to make up lessons a few days ago. Every time Qi Cheng went to hand in his homework, he had to be taught for more than ten minutes.
Ten minutes is fine.
But because of tomorrow's monthly exam, the evening self-study of the last class is only half a class, and the second half of the class has to be arranged for the exam room, and the 45-minute get out of class has to be divided into two halves. After class, he won't see anyone. Can't wait for the time.
"I'll go with you," Qi Zhong said, "I just don't know a few questions."
Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, followed him to the office without saying anything.
The door of Teacher Yang's office was half closed. Qi Zhong was about to follow Qi Cheng to open the door and enter, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qi Cheng dragged him into the trees next to the teaching building.
Qi Cheng supported his knees and laughed silently, Qi Zhong was still a little dazed, "Aren't you going to have a job?"
"I won't hand it in," Qi Cheng said softly, "I'll hand it in after class. Teacher Yang won't waste ten minutes of my time."
There are several big trees on this side of the teaching building, and there is a corridor next to the tree. The grass that climbs the wall is planted on the hollow corridor, and the hanging branches and leaves become curtains on both sides, blocking some moonlight.
The two of them sat on the stone bench in the corridor, Qi Zhong was quite moved, "I never thought that one day, I would skip class with you."
Because of this sentence, Qi Cheng remembered the first time they met, "I never let Zhou Die play tricks on you."
Qi Zhong knew, "If you don't fight, you don't know each other."
It's very strange, obviously the two of them were still sleeping on a bed before, but now they are sitting alone chatting, but they feel uncomfortable.
Qi Cheng looked into the distance, "How much progress can you make in the monthly exam tomorrow?"
Qi Zhong peeked at him from the corner of his eyes, and said at the same time, "Is it cold?"
The two were stunned, and then replied at the same time, "I don't know."
"not cold."
The atmosphere was awkward for a second.
"Take it well," Qi Cheng glanced at him and joked, "After all, he is someone I taught, so don't embarrass me."
Qi Zhong's hands were blown into fists by these words, "Don't mention you if you fail the exam, and brag about your awesomeness if you pass the exam, right?"
Qi Cheng was happy, and nodded affirmatively, "Yes!"
"Hey," Qi Zhong also laughed, "Then I have to think about the bragging lines. That's it, the progress of the top ten teachers in the age is good, and the teacher will agree after reading it."
"It's not the top ten." Qi Cheng corrected.
"Then what should I do? The top ten sounds louder, worthy of the name of my handsome guy Qi," Qi Zhong touched his chin, and suddenly reached out to him, "Aren't you cold? I'm cold, warm me up." Warm your hands."
Qi Cheng handed over his knuckle-boned hands, and Qi Cheng still remembered how they looked when they were washing the dishes.
He clicked his tongue, reached out a hand from his pocket, and held it, "Your hand is hotter than mine."
"My heat is spreading to you, so it's colder," Qi Zhong said nonsense, relying on some knowledge he had learned, "a good conductor of heat, and the balance between cold and heat, understand?"
"And I'm also here to cheer you on," Qi Zhong coughed, and for the first time, he boldly obeyed his will, inserting five fingers into Qi Cheng's fingers, and the space between the two fingers was filled to the brim with the opponent's hand. Nothing else, "If I can improve to 21 places, then I will give you a fraction and let you advance to the top ten."
Qi Chengdao: "It's so generous."
His eyes were fixed on the hands that the two of them held together. Qi Zhong's palm was hot and dry, and it was very comfortable to hold in the autumnal night.
Due to the difference in skin color, Qi Zhong's wheat color became darker against the backdrop of his hands.
The sight of him staring at his hand made Qi Zhong feel a strong sense of shame, his face was still calm, but his ears were already flushed, but the more he looked, the tighter Qi Zhong's grip became.
"I can't let you improve too much," Qi Zhong laughed, "Top ten is enough, enough for me to brag."
"Okay, top ten," Qi Cheng sighed, "don't embarrass me."
Qi Zhong was very confident, "This time the countdown will never count down to me."
Qi Cheng was amused by his expression and tone, and suddenly agreed that the exam tomorrow would not be so difficult.
Bragging about his name to Qi Zhong is also bragging about himself.
It feels good.