Gossip about Xueba began to spread among the students.
I heard that the head teacher of Class 6 found an unsigned love letter in Xueba's drawer. Xueba didn't know who put it there, and no girl in the class admitted it. The head teacher of Class 6 was so anxious that he could only do ideological work for Xueba, admonishing him not to fall in love now.
Chi Yan is the key training object of the entire third group of senior high school. In the previous performance tests conducted by colleges and universities in city A, Chi Yan was able to firmly hold the first place. He can secure the city champion, and the provincial champion is not impossible . Because of this, as long as there is a slight disturbance, the head teacher of class 6 feels like an enemy.
"Chi Yan's daunting grades, there are girls who dare to do it," Zhu Fan sighed, and said while eating, "And the character of Xueba, can that be the character of a boyfriend? Boyfriend We need to find a warm man who can deliver hot water and cook meals, such as me."
"But you look horrible." Qi Cheng.
Zhu Fan was so shocked that he didn't want to speak.
Xia Li couldn't stop laughing while grilling the rice.
Qi Cheng took a sip of water, and a familiar female voice came from beside him.
"Qi Cheng!" Zhou Die hopped over and pulled her friend to sit next to Qi Cheng, "What a coincidence. What did you eat? Which family?"
Qi Cheng casually pointed and knocked off her hand that was about to climb up, "Why don't you go shopping soon?"
"Why are you so fierce?" Zhou Die glared at him, smiled again, and approached his plate, "Tell me, which one is tastier?"
"The dishes that look good are pretty good." Qi Cheng said.
Zhou Die's friend glanced at him quietly, followed by a glance at the dining table, and then, smiling, pulled Zhou Die's clothes.
The dishes on Qi Cheng's dish are very distinctive.
When this guy eats in the cafeteria, he always picks out all kinds of unsightly side dishes from the dishes, and spends several minutes arranging the dishes so that they look like a restaurant.
Zhou Die and her little friend looked at each other, smiled and ran away.
As soon as they left, Qi Chengcheng turned his head and looked around before picking up his chopsticks again.
Xia Li also glanced to the left and right, "Fortunately, a flower protector didn't show up."
Zhu Fan was surprised, "Who is it?"
Qi Cheng pursed his lips, and personally picked a piece of meat for him, "Isn't that enough to stop your mouth?"
After dinner, the three of them went to the supermarket to buy bread and ham for Han An. The work and rest of art students are more free than theirs, but sometimes they work harder.
For example, at noon today, Han An didn't finish the morning's painting, so he had to ask them to bring meals, use the time at noon to make up the progress quickly, and then go back to the dormitory before the afternoon nap.
Compared with restaurants, supermarkets have much fewer people.
It's hot outside, especially at noon, the sun is shining brightly, making the mouth dry. It just so happened that there was an ice lolly box in the middle of the supermarket. Qi Cheng looked around and picked out a piece of ice cream.
He opened the freezer door, and as soon as his hand touched it, another hand stretched out from beside him, impartially, and placed it on the same piece of ice cream with extra arrogance.
His skin was darker than Qi Cheng's, wheat-colored, healthy and beautiful.
Qi Zhong supported the refrigerator with one hand, and poked in with the other, staring at Qi Cheng all the time with his fiery eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was both wicked and complacent, "Little boy, we meet again."
There was still sweat on his head, his voice was still panting slightly, his short hair was wet with sweat, and his eyes were bright and prickly.
The freezer door was still open, a lot of cool air was blowing out, the strength in his hands was no less than that of Qi Cheng, as if making Qi Cheng uncomfortable would make him extremely satisfied.
The one pressed by both hands was a piece of milk cake. Coincidentally, there was only one piece in the refrigerator. Qi Cheng glanced around in the refrigerator from the corner of his eye, "Do you want this?"
Qi Zhong's fingers didn't move, they were facing each other, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so proud that he almost went to the sky, "Yes, otherwise, why am I wasting time here?"
Behind, the two people who were with Qi Zhong hurriedly caught up with him, "Qi Zhong, why the hell are you running so fast?"
I don't know who he saw outside the supermarket, so he ran over here. He just finished eating, and after all this, he was even more tired than not eating.
They stared at Qi Zhong and Qi Cheng while panting.
Qi Cheng looked at them, "Remember to find someone to accompany you this time?"
"I don't need to find someone," Qi Zhong snorted. He leaned closer to Qi Cheng and stared at him. In order to make himself look scary, he only raised one corner of his mouth with a half-smile, "Qi Cheng, this It's my turn to teach you a lesson."
Beads of sweat slipped from his temples, wet his eyebrows, and he was triumphant.
Qi Cheng cleverly took out the ice cream in front of him, smiled and said to him, "It's mine."
The freezer door was finally closed, Qi Zhong's expression changed, and he took a step forward to block the way he wanted to go.
The aisle of the supermarket is only this big, and Qi Zhong blocked it, with his feet spread apart, playing hooligans with his long legs, forcing Qi Cheng into this aisle, "Why is it yours? Obviously I fell in love with it first."
Extremely arrogant, wishing to scare Qi Cheng and cry in anger.
"You're still sweating on your head," Qi Cheng said, "You ran after me when you saw me coming?"
Qi Zhong's eyes flickered, "Who do you think you are? There are many people chasing me, and there is no one named Qi Cheng!"
Qi Cheng looked at him quietly.
Qi Zhong became more and more uncomfortable under this kind of gaze, his brows were lowered, as if he was annoyed, "Look at you."
The long legs blocking the sides also retracted a little, and he glanced at Qi Cheng, seeing that Qi Cheng was still looking at him, he moved his eyes away, frowning more and more tightly.
Qi Cheng hid his smile, "Then you continue to pick things up, I'll go first."
He just passed by so generously and patted Qi Zhong's shoulder, but in fact, his subordinates used force to press him down so that he could not move.
Qi Zhong's two friends didn't know why, they watched Qi Zhong's face darken, and then watched Qi Cheng walk past Qi Zhong.
Didn't even see what the two of them were doing.
Qi Zhong's shoulder hurt, "Fuck!"
The brows can be tangled into a bow.
When they returned to the dormitory, Han An was half lying on the chair with a dull expression.
All ten fingers were covered with pencil dust, and his hand was drooping beside him, almost touching the ground.
"Why are you so tired?" Zhu Fan wiped his hands with a wet towel, took it out to wash after wiping, and was busy inside and out, "Isn't it true that art students are so tired?"
Han An said wearily: "You don't understand. The teacher will comment this afternoon. I've been digging out the details all morning. After digging out the whole thing, the proportions are wrong. Let's not talk about three courts and five eyes. Do you know perspective? Draw a three-quarter face on the right side, and the perspective of the mouth is drawn frontally."
"I'm dead this time, absolutely dead."
He rubbed his leg against Qi Cheng while pretending to cry, Qi Cheng avoided him and threw the ice cream stick into the trash can, "Don't even think about it."
"Brother Qi Cheng," Han An spit out two lines of tears, "This is just a small problem for you, you are so good, you can change it for me in three to five minutes."
Han An begged Qi Cheng for a long time, but Qi Cheng was unmoved, and just looked at him with a smile, his eyes were like watching a play, unmoved at all.
In the end, Han An became anxious, and resorted to his trump card, "Did you know? There is actually a small group about you in our school, and the boys who join it are all boys who are unhappy with you. Out of the power of jealousy, they meet each other. Every day in the group Tucao you is the only happiness."
Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows.
Han An had never seen through his expression. The more Han An said, the more guilty he felt, "I swear, I only added it to deal with the enemy. In fact, brother Qi Cheng, I am your fanboy, I just want to be an undercover agent, to see who don't want to face so boldly, actually Brother Qi Cheng who dares to complain about me."
Xia Li and Zhu Fan locked the bedroom door with a click, and looked at him distressedly.
Qi Cheng stretched out his hand towards him, and Han An obediently handed over his phone.
"The name of the group is [Online Lemon Group for Male High School Students]"
Qi Cheng took his mobile phone, found this group, and pulled himself into it.
He used a trumpet, and found some familiar avatars in the group.
Qi Cheng squinted and looked at the previous chat records.
In fact, they were all jokes. Qi Cheng is the object of ridicule and envy here.
He picked up the members of the group, and all of them used nicknames, but after looking at them, a group message suddenly indicated that a new member had joined the group.
The new member was extremely arrogant, and entered the group with his real name, with the word "Qi Zhong" on his head, and the constantly refreshing topics in the group could not help but pause.
Han An got up from the chair, leaned over to look, "Yo, Qi is mature."
Qi Zhong's profile picture is that of a basketball player, and his tone is sloppy, just like his own style. The first sentence he entered the group was very arrogant, "Is that grandson of Qi Cheng in the group?"
Qi Cheng stared at this sentence for a few seconds, then smiled slowly.
He tapped Qi Zhong's QQ with the trumpet, requesting to add a friend, and the note said: Qi Cheng is a classmate.
A few seconds later, Qi Zhong added him.
Qi Cheng threw Han An's cell phone back, watched him frantically catch it, and said calmly, "I'll go and change your painting for you at noon."
Han An was overjoyed, "Thank you brother Qicheng!"
No. 2 middle school has strict control over the nap situation. When the time comes, everyone must lie in bed and sleep. They are not allowed to eat, play with mobile phones, wash clothes, or study. Check regularly, check back and forth twice, and if anyone is not asleep, they will be registered and deducted points.
As soon as Qi Cheng arrived on the bed, his cell phone turned on, and at the same time, the bell outside reminding him that it was time for a nap also rang.
On WeChat, the doctor said to him lightly: "Good afternoon."
A penguin logo was displayed on the top of the phone, indicating that someone on QQ had sent him a message.
But Qi Cheng only glanced at it, and answered the doctor's words first.
This was the third day that he didn't reply to the doctor's message. The bold doctor seemed to have no plans for the next step, and he said good morning, good afternoon, and good night obediently every day.
Qi Cheng turned on the voice, "What's the doctor's name?"
His tone was smiling, and because it was nap time, he kept his voice extremely low, deep and magnetic, it sounded like a feather was gently drifting past his ears, itching from his ears to his heart.
At this time, QQ popped up the second message.
Qi Zhong: Qi Cheng's classmate
Qi Zhong: Seeing that I scolded your classmate for being upset, do you want to find trouble
Qi Cheng's trumpet is not commonly used, and anyone with a little experience can know that it is a trumpet, but the other party is too arrogant to bother to check, and he hasn't reported his name or name, Qi Zhong has already believed that he is a Qi from class 3. into a classmate.
Qi Cheng moved his fingers slightly, and soon, a line of words was sent.
Shuai Cheng your husband: At noon today, Zhou Die and Qi Cheng had lunch together.
After saying this, he got off the trumpet, closed his eyes, and curled up the corners of his mouth.
The arc of the smile is bad no matter how you look at it.
Qi Cheng could almost imagine what kind of expression Qi Zhong would have.
This afternoon nap, the other party should not even think about sleeping well.