The fact that the Internet cafe owner blackmailed and was counter-blackmailed by Qi Weichen had a certain impact on the weak hearts of Chu Qing and Qi Muyang. Especially after knowing that the boss obediently transferred 100,000 yuan to Qi Weichen, the two people's respect for him was raised to a higher level.
And decided to provoke him less.
"The monthly exam is in a week. Don't be distracted during this time." Qi Weichen said slowly during a break.
Qi Muyang looked at him speechlessly: "Even if I wasn't distracted, I still couldn't understand."
"If you don't understand something, ask me." Qi Weichen looked at him and said.
Qi Muyang thought that it was useless to ask because he didn't know anything, but he was just thinking about it. He didn't dare to say that to Qi Weichen.
When Qi Weichen saw him nod and agree, he turned to look at Chu Qing. Chu Qing coughed and took the initiative to agree: "If I don't know how to do it, I'll ask you."
"Yeah." Qi Weichen then turned around.
Qi Muyang exhaled lightly, moved the bench back, and distanced himself from Qi Weichen as much as possible before lowering his voice and asking Chu Qing, "Are you really asking?"
"Why are you asking? There are so many things I don't know." Chu Qing looked at him speechlessly. Although there are fewer teenagers in 2042 than in her time, every family pays attention to education and tries their best to make their children rank high, so overall, the difficulty of the college entrance examination is actually higher than that in 2019.
Although the content of the textbooks has not changed much, and strictly speaking, Chu Qing has already completed the first half of the third year of high school, and Qi Weichen has tutored her on many subjects, so she should have an advantage over these students who have just entered the third year of high school. But she didn't use her brain when she was studying before, and she had already used the knowledge for what she wanted to do.
"Then you just don't ask. What if he causes trouble for us?" Qi Muyang frowned.
Chu Qing glanced at him and said, "If he asks you if you know how to do it, just give him an answer perfunctorily. If you can't give him an answer perfunctorily, just pretend to listen carefully and fool him."
"Is that so..." Qi Muyang thought, "Do you know him so well?"
“… It’s okay, after all, we were classmates before.” Chu Qing realized that she had said too much and evaded the question awkwardly.
Qi Muyang didn't think much about it. When the bell rang, he pretended to study hard with a serious face.
The monthly exam was approaching, and the atmosphere in the class was becoming increasingly dull. Many students began to take the initiative to go to self-study half an hour earlier, and also consciously studied overtime at night. This was the first exam after entering the third year of high school, and no one wanted to fall behind.
Except for most of the people in the last two rows.
Qi Weichen still maintained the same schedule as before and did not work much harder for the exam. However, Chen Xiu started to study day and night during this period, and occasionally he would muster up the courage to ask Qi Weichen two questions. As for the other people in the last two rows, at most they were afraid of offending everyone and did not dare to play around, but few of them were really studying.
However, no matter how low-key they were, they would still offend some people's fragile hearts, and the conflict finally broke out during evening study.
"I say, are you blowing your nose too loudly?" The failed student who was occupying the two seats turned around in a hurry and looked at the fat boy angrily.
The fat boy who was suffering from a cold looked at him blankly: "You're not allowed to blow your nose?"
"Who told you not to blow your hair? But could you please be quieter? It's disturbing my train of thought when I'm doing the test. Don't you know that?" Feicheng frowned and had dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he had prepared a lot for the monthly exam.
The fat boy was sick and in a bad mood. He didn't react at first, but now he came back to his senses and sneered: "I just want to blow it, what's it to you?!" As he said that, he pulled out a pile of toilet paper provocatively and blew it one by one, making a loud noise.
He was so disgusted by the failure that he could no longer bear it and roared, "Can you please get out of here! You are a social scum! You are a scum of the world. You don't study yourself but deliberately disrupt us. You want to make everyone fail the exam. You are simply morally corrupt!"
"Say it again!" The little fat man slammed the table in anger.
Qi Muyang, who had seen their conflict clearly, frowned at this time: "Fatty, sit down," he said, looking at Buqi, "You should also be honest."
"What if I'm not honest? You want to hit me? Come on! It's better to let you drop out of school for hitting people. Trash should be put back in the trash dump. What's the point of going to high school?" Seeing that Qi Muyang stopped him, Buqi became even more aggressive.
"Are you fucking done yet?" The treacherous minister was provoked by him and stood up, slamming the table.
Qi Muyang said in a deep voice: "Sit down!"
"Boss, he..."
"I told you to sit down." Qi Muyang frowned. Although he had a hot temper, he knew there was no need to get entangled with this mad dog at this time, so he patiently let his men endure it.
The treacherous minister endured it and sat down angrily.
“The trash in other classes are more or less self-aware and know they are useless, so they won’t bother other capable people. But you are amazing. You’re late and leave early every day, and you always buzz around like a fly. It’s really disgusting.” I don’t know if Failing has been patient with them for a long time or is driven crazy by the upcoming monthly exam, but every word he says is more impolite than the last.
Qi Muyang finally couldn't help but explode, slamming the table and standing up: "Don't be so stubborn, if you curse me again, I'll be rude to you."
Failed shrank his neck and swallowed his saliva in front of so many people: "I just cursed, so what? I have a father but no mother to teach me..."
Before he could finish his words, Qi Muyang threw a pencil case at him, hitting him directly on the head. He was stunned for a moment because he failed the exam. Qi Muyang had a cold face, and before he could speak, the person in front of him said, "Watch your mouth."
When the cold voice sounded, everyone in the class was stunned and their eyes were focused on Qi Weichen.
Chu Qing, who had been quiet all the time, didn't even feel surprised this time. She just pulled Qi Muyang under the table and told him not to be impulsive.
"Am I wrong? His parents sent him to school, not to mess around, but what happened?" Qi Weichen was still a little scared of him. He looked at him inadvertently and quickly turned his face away, gritted his teeth and looked at the fat man, "They are all just idiots..."
Before he could finish his words, the traitor rushed up and punched him. Buqi didn't expect him to suddenly attack, and was knocked backwards. The fat man rushed up and kicked him again. Buqi screamed, and then there was a chaos, which was not calmed down until the head teacher came.
During the class meeting that night, the head teacher stood on the podium with a sullen face: "The monthly exam is coming up soon, and this is how you guys are reviewing? Fighting? Swearing? You are so promising!"
The fat boy, the traitor and the failed student were all standing on the podium. The first two were nonchalant, while the failed student had a half-swollen face and looked at them hatefully.
"Do your due diligence now! If anyone causes trouble again, go home and review!" the head teacher said angrily.
Bu Ke was not convinced: "They were the ones who started the trouble first!"
"I have a cold and I'm just blowing my nose. How does that bother you?! Are you sick to say so many nasty things?" The fat boy was not convinced.
Failed glared: "You deliberately made such a loud noise, dare you say it's not because you want to deliberately interrupt our train of thought?"
Little Fatty: "You farted..."
"If you keep making noise, get out!" the head teacher interrupted with a dark face, and the two people fell silent immediately.
“… Teacher, we can’t blame Zhen Youzhi. We all need a quiet learning environment. Too much noise can easily disrupt our thinking.” A girl whispered under the podium.
As soon as she opened her mouth, someone immediately agreed, all of whom were people who had asked questions to those who had failed during this period. The fat boy blushed and was so angry that he wanted to beat them up: "If you don't like me, just say it. I blew my nose four or five times this morning. How can it disturb your train of thought..."
The treacherous minister hurriedly stopped him and said in a low voice: "Fatty, calm down!"
"Let him go! I want to see how capable he is. He dares to hit his classmates in front of me!" The head teacher was really angry. "Can you be more polite? You only know how to swear. If you have the time to learn swear words, why don't you get a few more points in the exam!"
The little fat boy was very unconvinced, but he just stood there with a stern face and didn't say anything.
The head teacher criticized all three of them and forced them to do self-criticisms one by one. The treacherous minister and the fat boy finished the work reluctantly and went down, but the one who failed was still standing on the podium.
"Anything else?" The head teacher frowned.
Buqi glanced at Qi Muyang and said, "Teacher, he just took something from me."
"Fuck!" The treacherous minister stood up suddenly.
The head teacher suddenly raised his voice: "Sit down! Are you going to rebel?!"
The treacherous minister stood there with his neck stiffened. Qi Muyang's eyes turned cold and he said, "Sit down."
The treacherous minister frowned, turned his head and looked at Qi Muyang, seeing the determination in the other's eyes. After a pause, he sat down with a dark face.
"Let me ask you, is what he said true?" The head teacher frowned and looked at Qi Muyang.
Qi Muyang looked at her expressionlessly, and walked straight to the podium for a while. Chu Qing noticed something was wrong and hurried to pull him, but he shook her off. She secretly said something bad, and the next second Qi Muyang punched Failing in front of the head teacher, and the scene became chaotic again.
"Get out! You'll be suspended from classes for three days!" The head teacher was so angry that he almost had a heart attack and screamed at him to get out.
Qi Muyang walked out without looking back, and the treacherous minister and the fat man followed him out. The head teacher's face turned pale: "Okay! Okay! If you have the guts, don't come back!"
The farce ended in chaos. The head teacher was very angry and the atmosphere in the whole class was not very good.
After the evening self-study session, Qi Weichen packed up and headed for the dormitory. Chu Qing hurriedly followed him: "I just sent him a text message. He should be in the dormitory. Bring him some food."
"Yeah." Qi Weichen responded.
Chu Qing opened her mouth and sighed for a long time: "... Forget it, let's wait until this matter is over before asking. You go back and take good care of him."
"What do you want to say?" Qi Weichen looked at her.
Chu Qing rubbed his head: "It's nothing, I just think you are very special to Qi Muyang... In fact, this question has been asked before, I just want to know if you have any relationship with him."
"Yes." Qi Weichen replied.
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment: "What's the relationship?"
Qi Weichen was silent. Chu Qing looked at him in confusion. After noticing his red ears, she opened her eyes wide and said, "Your ears are so red."
"I'll go buy him something to eat." Qi Weichen said and suddenly left.
Chu Qing called him twice but failed to stop him, which made her feel even more confused. In fact, she had been speculating these days that Qi Muyang might be his son, but then she thought it was impossible... Because she had personally experienced dating Qi Weichen, she really felt that no girl could live with him for a long time, let alone have children with him.
Chu Qing cleared up the mess in her mind, sighed, and went back to the dormitory.
Here, Qi Weichen bought some braised pork for Qi Muyang in the supermarket, and also brought some for the fat boy and the treacherous minister. When he entered the dormitory building and went up the stairs, he saw the three of them leaning at the end of the corridor, looking depressed. Chen Xiu was standing opposite them, talking in a low voice.
The corridors of dormitory buildings are often long and straight, with almost no obstructions on the sides, so when Qi Weichen saw them, they also looked over.
The three fighting cocks had just experienced a fight not long ago and seemed to be in low spirits. They didn't react much when they saw him and remained in their original postures. Only Chen Xiu greeted him.
Qi Weichen walked forward calmly and shared the braised pork in his hand with them. The three of them were all stunned, obviously not expecting him to bring them food.
"Thank you." The little fat boy took the stewed meat dejectedly, but held it in his hand without eating it. Looking closely, he could see that his eyes were slightly red.
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment: "It's normal for classmates to have minor frictions. Don't be too sad."
"I'm not sad," the little fat man turned his face away, "I just feel that I have implicated the treacherous ministers and the boss, and I feel a little sorry for them."
"Fuck, we've been friends for so many years, and you're telling us this?!" the treacherous minister said unhappily.
The little fat boy pursed his lips and couldn't help sighing. Chen Xiu, who was standing next to him, sniffed and drooped his eyes under his black-framed glasses. He also looked very frustrated: "I feel sorry. I'm so useless. I didn't even say a word to help you just now."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The monthly exam is coming up soon. It doesn't matter to us. But if you are suspended from classes, how much will it delay your studies?!" the treacherous minister frowned.
Chen Xiu pursed her lips and sighed guiltily.
"Okay, don't think about it. It's only three days. Just play games in the dormitory for three days." Qi Muyang said impatiently.
The others could only agree. After chatting for a few more words, they went back to their rooms. Qi Weichen followed Qi Muyang back to the dormitory and saw him fall on the bed with an expressionless face, staring at the ceiling without saying a word.
Qi Weichen paused for a moment, but still walked over: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"If you were me, would you be in a good mood?" Qi Muyang sneered.
Qi Weichen lowered his eyes: "Don't pay too much attention to what Zhen Youzhi said, you are not trash."
"… Who the hell thinks they are trash?" Qi Muyang gave him a strange look. Seeing him sticking in front of him like a stick, he couldn't help but get annoyed again, "Can you stay away from me? You can't comfort people but you are still comforting them blindly."
"Did you hear that I was comforting you?" Qi Weichen looked at him.
Qi Muyang snorted: "It's the same tone as my dad's, can't you tell?"
"It seems that I haven't made any progress in all these years." Qi Weichen said slowly as if he was evaluating a stranger.
Qi Muyang glanced at him: "What do you mean? I don't understand."
"I'm already studying." Qi Weichen said to him seriously.
Qi Muyang frowned: "What to learn?"
“Some knowledge that is in urgent need of supplementation.”
Qi Muyang: “?”
Qi Weichen looked at his confused expression and went to the bathroom to wash up without further explanation. When he came out, Qi Muyang had already eaten up all the stew and even drank up all the soup.
"Aren't you full?" Qi Weichen asked.
Qi Muyang coughed and said, "I'm full, but I feel that the soup cannot be wasted."
"Have some more snacks." Qi Weichen saw through his hungry nature at a glance.
Qi Muyang's mouth twitched, and he took out a bunch of snacks from the cabinet and started eating, looking at Qi Weichen while eating. At this moment, Qi Weichen had already sat down at the desk, and there was an open notebook on the desk, which seemed to have many pages of dense writing. He had a mobile phone on his left hand and a pen in his right hand, flipping through the e-book on his phone while taking notes seriously.
His back was straight, the ends of his black hair were still a little damp but no longer dripping, and he was wearing casual short-sleeved shirt and shorts, even the back of his head was serious.
Qi Muyang stared at him for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Are your grades good?"
"Not bad." Qi Weichen said lightly.
Qi Muyang sneered: "When you were in class, you were only concerned about catching me and Chu Qing and didn't care about how to listen to the class. Now you are secretly working. You want to pretend that you don't work hard and still get good grades, so that everyone will praise you as a genius."
"I don't need to be praised," Qi Weichen said, and after a while he added, "I am what I am."
Qi Muyang snorted disdainfully and lay on the bed without saying anything. It was just that he couldn't get into his favorite mobile game at this moment. After opening and exiting it several times, he couldn't help but put his phone aside and rolled around on the bed in annoyance.
Qi Weichen heard the noise behind him and turned to look at him: "What are you upset about?"
"Who's upset?!" Qi Muyang retorted angrily.
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment, then walked towards him with the chair in one hand. Qi Muyang was shocked: "What are you doing? I just said one thing to you, so you don't have to fight with me..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Weichen placed a chair next to his bed and sat down next to him.
"… Why are you treating him like a patient?" Qi Muyang looked at him in confusion.
Qi Weichen stared at him for a long time: "Did Zhen Youzhi's words affect you?"
"He's nothing. Although my grades are not good, I'm kind-hearted and cute. I can become a pillar of the country and serve the country in the future. No matter how good his grades are, he looks down on others and has a fragile heart. He will not achieve anything great in the future!" Qi Muyang said a lot of things in a row. His brows were full of confidence when he spoke, and it was obvious that this was what he thought in his heart.
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment: "You... are very confident."
"Nonsense, my mom said, there are hundreds of kinds of people in the world, and there is no need to feel inferior even if you are not good at one aspect. I admit that I am not good at studying, what's wrong with that?" Qi Muyang said confidently.jpg.
Qi Weichen nodded slightly after listening to this: "You have been educated very well."
Hearing him praising himself like this, Qi Muyang was discouraged for a second, and said with gritted teeth: "What's the use of being well-educated? You will still be ridiculed by those who failed. Look at his lackeys, they obviously don't get much help from him, but they still speak for him by twisting right and wrong."
He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, staring at Qi Weichen and questioning, "You were there too, who do you think provoked me first?"
"he."
"Who is the one who is not giving up?"
"he."
"So! The more I think about it, the more I can't get over this. Why should we be punished with fifty lashes by the head teacher when it was clearly his fault? Why was it that in the end only the three of us were suspended from school, while he suffered no loss at all?" Qi Muyang finally told the reason why he was unhappy the whole night. In general, he was psychologically unbalanced.
Qi Weichen lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke: "If you didn't do it at the beginning, then you would be in the right, but if you did it, even if you were in the right, it would become unreasonable. What's more, you hit someone in front of the class teacher, challenging her authority. If she doesn't punish you, she won't be able to discipline others in the future."
"Is that so?" Qi Muyang thought thoughtfully.
Qi Weichen: "Do you understand?"
"I understand. Since the head teacher will punish me no matter what, I should have beaten him a few more times and made him limp for a few days. He won't feel comfortable even if I'm not in the class." Qi Muyang gritted his teeth.
Qi Weichen: “…”
The author has something to say: Qi Weichen: We must be reasonable and not just attack people casually, do you understand
Qi Muyang: I understand.
Qi Weichen: What do you understand
Qi Muyang: Pull him
Qi Weichen: …
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