Hypocritical Adonis

After coming out of the swimming pool, Qi Chengcheng sent Jiang Heng home, and he also stayed for dinner.

Jiang Heng remembered the task Jiang Feng explained to him at the dinner table, "Brother, do you have a fancy university."

Jiang Feng laughed, "Son, how can you be more confident than your brother."

Qi Cheng also smiled, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Jiang Feng gave him a chopstick dish and looked relaxed. "My big baby, promise Mom, think about it first and tell Mom?"

"Yes," Qi Cheng, "tell you first."

He backhanded Jiang Feng and Jiang Heng with a pair of chopsticks.

There were flowers on both mother and son's faces.

After finishing the meal, Qi returned to his home and slept for the most comfortable one month. All the test papers issued by teachers in various subjects were left to him for the last afternoon.

Chi Yan and he agreed on the answer after finishing the question, Qi Cheng did what he wanted to do, and the remaining test papers were blank. He didn't feel uneasy either, humming a song in his mouth, and the pen in his hand turned out of the afterimage.

The curtains were opened and the light at 3 pm was bright.

After Chi Yan finished the topic, he sent him a message.

[I'm ready. ]

[Science begins? ]

Chi Yan looked at Qi Chenghui's news and smiled.

The smile is subtle, restrained and bright.

He replied: "Okay."

People of all grades know that Qi Cheng is an excellent lame, with three legs in his main subject, he is as strong as an elephant leg.

Seeing him saying that from science, Chi Yan felt inexplicably cute.

After the mathematics, physics and chemistry three subjects are paired up, the other party will be ridiculed. The QQ message looks helpless, [can't do it. ]

Chi Yan can imagine what kind of expression Qi Cheng will have from these four words.

Relying on not wanting to do it, he justified that he would not.

When Chi Yan was about to return to him, the door of his room was knocked. Ms. Chi came in with a glass of milk. When she saw Chi Yan sitting at the table and smiled, she was stunned. , "Still doing homework?"

Chi Yan nodded. "It's almost there."

Mother Chi stood aside, carefully watching the expression on Chi Yan's face. After hesitating for a long time, she asked: "Chi Yan, are you in love?"

Chi Yan paused and looked back at his mother, "Why do you say that?"

"You are still smiling now," Mother Chi sat down and tried to relax herself, without putting pressure on Chi Yan, "Is there someone you like?"

Chi Yan turned off his phone, picked up the milk glass, took a sip and calmed down, "..."

Open your mouth and don't know what to say.

Mother Chi smiled, "Is it in the process of falling in love?"

She was still a little nervous, her hands clasped together, her son was too clever, but instead let parents who do not know how to educate.

Chi Yan felt her mood and softened her eyes. He pushed his eyes and said, "Relax."

"Now is not the time for confession," Chi Yan put down the cup and picked up the red pen again, his expression calm, "After graduation, don't talk too late."

His pen drew a straight line on the draft paper, and wrote the date of today and the college entrance examination at the beginning and end of the line.

Ten months, no hurry.

Everything can come slowly.

In the voice that Xueba disagrees with, Qi Cheng still did the Chinese and English, including the following composition, he also tried to write a few words.

In the group, everyone is still discussing how much work has been done. Does Qi Cheng have the leisure, aim at a stack of test papers in front of him, take a picture and send it to the group.

[Qi Cheng: Low-key and handsome. JPG]

[Wow! Qi Cheng actually finished, is it so fast? ]

[Every subject is finished, 666]

[You can’t see the answer to the question after zooming in. T_T]

There were many people in the group, and a lot of them exploded this time. After vomiting their hard work, they began to talk about the upcoming school celebration.

In the past, students started to organize rehearsal performances early. Even if senior three can’t participate in these performances, at least the rehearsals of other grades will be lively and lively. But this year the whole school hasn't been a bit windy, which is a bit strange.

[The second middle school and the fourth middle school have been compared for several years. Each year, the fourth middle school has been under the pressure. This year’s celebration of the fourth middle school has invited stars to help out. How can we not be too bad? ]

[I beg, let us win the school once, I’m not greedy, I just want Lang Bai]

Qi Cheng has heard Lang Bai's name for the first time in these few days.

When you think about this person, a pair of peach-eyed eyes appears in your mind.

The pen in his hand stopped, put the test papers aside, set out the computer, and searched for Lang Bai.

The encyclopedia jumped out with a picture. Lang Bai in the picture was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, pulling the collar with both hands, breaking hair casually, blocking one eye.

The other peach-eye was exposed with a provocative and perfunctory smile, the corners of his lips were raised, and he jumped into the eyes of others first.

Qi Cheng let go and lay on the back of the chair. He dragged his chin and squinted at the person on the computer.

The habit of studying fine arts squints at things, which creates a sense of distance and makes it easy to see if the whole painting is harmonious. The sensational feeling that Lang Bai gave Qi Cheng had become clearer in this squint.

The tip of the nose seemed to smell a men's perfume.

The phone vibrated, Qi Cheng recovered, picked up the phone, and the associated QQ number reminded him that a message popped up on the trumpet. He switched a bit and saw Qi Zhong's news.

[Qi Zhong: Man, do me a favor]

[Qi Zhong: Is there any contact information for Qi Cheng? Thanks]

These two sentences made Qi Cheng stunned.

So polite, it's not like Qi Zhong.

dramatic change.

Qi Cheng hadn't returned yet, the other party said again.

[Have it? If yes, can you give me a push?]

Qi Cheng does not know what he wants to do, [what do you want his number to do? ]

Qi Zhong did not reply.

Qi Zhong likes sports and looks tall. He is also in Anyuan High School.

Qi Cheng remembered the scene in the corridor in the dark, his eyes deepening and his fingers pounding.

[Shuaicheng your husband: I saw you in Anyuan High School]

[Qi Zhong: What? ]

[Shuaicheng your husband: In the dormitory building, the first night, after turning off the lights, I saw you in the corridor]

Qi Zhong replied almost in the next second.

[That's impossible. ]

That's impossible.

Have you never been out, or are you guaranteed that you haven’t seen it?

Logically speaking, the most unlikely person to kiss him strongly is Qi Zhong.

Straight guy, there is a favorite girl, who the **** will kiss his rival against the wall in the middle of the night?

Qi Cheng frowned and cut back to his large size, because Han An poked him privately.

[Han An: Wu You from Class 12 just came to ask me for your contact information, I gave him, when did you know? ]

[Qi Cheng: Who is Wu You? ]

[Han An:...]

Han An's temples were sore, he called Qi Cheng directly, "Your class's course exchange is to Anyuan High School, right?"

Qi Cheng hummed.

"Still with class 12?"

"Correct."

"I thought he was your new friend," Han An said. "I am not familiar with Wu You. You just see what he is doing for you."

Han An suddenly remembered something and added a sentence, "Yes, Wu Yuan."

He lowered his voice, "Someone saw him smashing some of the shops in Anyuan over there."

Han An is very popular, and is the leader in collecting gossip. What he said was true nine times out of ten.

Qi Cheng didn't have a pen to turn around. He could only brush his palms and said after a while: "Who is this person with?"

"Social people," Han An was in a mixed mood, "I heard that the group of people listened to him."

"Well," Qi Cheng's nasal voice responded, "Is there anything else?"

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Han An asked.

It seems that both Han An and Teacher Yang are telling Qi Cheng not to provoke Wu Yuan.

Good intentions are indeed good intentions, but Qi Cheng is indeed Qi Cheng.

He rubbed his brow bone, "Remember."

Qi Cheng opened the picture while talking.

That was taken by a classmate in the class. The location was at Anyuan High School. In the distance, Qi Cheng led a horse to support Xueba. The sky was green and the sky was clear.

Very charming and full of feelings. The students couldn't resist taking the picture and sent the photo to Qi Cheng.

Qi Cheng clicked on the lower left corner of the photo and zoomed in and out constantly. In the corner, Wu Yuan's cigarette lighted out vaguely.

The smoke rose slightly and was blown away by the wind again. He stood casually in his pocket, and the direction of his eyes seemed to just fall casually into the distance.

The figures of Qi Cheng and Chi Yan are also in the distance.

Qi Cheng looked at the photo, opened the hands-free, and threw the phone on the table.

He pulled out the cigarette in the drawer and lit a cigarette in his mouth, the smell of the smoke drifted.

Han An, "Forget it, you know everything, don't talk about this. Guess, I have any news for you?"

"what?"

"I got the list of guests who participated in the school celebration."

After chatting with Han An, some people added Qi Cheng within a short while.

Qi Cheng agreed, the other party was obviously a bit restrained, and after a while, he sent a somewhat indifferent sentence, "Hello."

"Hello," Qi Cheng also replied, "Wu You?"

The other party replied after more than a minute: "Well."

It doesn't look like a passionate character.

When Qi Cheng was face-to-face with a smile, he could relax the atmosphere. On the Internet, the biggest killer was useless. He simply politely said, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

The other party answered quickly this time, "I want to know you."

Qi Cheng smiled, "Oh."

He gave the other party a name, Wu You.

Wu You said, "What does it mean? Do you not like others to add you?"

"I don't mean that," Qi Cheng smiled. "I'm so glad you can add me. This is my pleasure."

"Although it's an official language, I'm very happy," Wu You, "God, it's about to faint, help me up, I can still talk to you again."

Now that he was not indifferent, Qi Cheng said to Han An, "Listening like my little brother."

"Then you should be a little fan," Han An really does not remember who this Wu You is. After all, he is unfamiliar and only knows a name, not a number. "It should be a very honest person."

Otherwise, Han An can't remember.

After finishing the test paper, Qi Chengshuang turned the sky. When playing until the evening, about the celebration that has been heatedly discussed in the past few days, Teacher Yang finally @all members.

A list was sent, and seat partitions.

The third grade is at the front and the first grade is at the bottom. The position of Class 3 is right in the middle of the front row. The head is the stage.

The list of participants, big and small, the names of guests and performances invited by the school are on the top.

Ranked last as a press platform, he wrote Lang Bai.

The author has something to say:

(I wrote a lot of thoughts, thank you for wasting your time to watch my nonsense hhh)

Many people in this chapter told me to abandon the text, see the next book, hard work you see this chapter

The previous article did not specify who the cp was, because the comment area in the back was torn up, affecting the reader's reading experience, and the reader's private letter to me, saying that the entanglement all night and night, uncomfortable, can't sleep, so I realized the harm of buying stocks Some readers, I did not stick to it, so I announced in advance who is cp

Then, some people who bought the wrong stocks said that they would abandon the text, and some people who came in to read the text said that there were too few cp dramas to abandon the text, attacking thousands of fans, and the central air conditioning to abandon the text

I actually save a lot of manuscripts in the later period, and the most popular article buying stocks are in the stock trading stage. I announced it, whether it is to restore calm in the comment area or to readers who want to know who cp is, no matter what the reason is, I will take care of myself. Then rewrite and redesign the scene

I only hope that those who give up writing will give me a hope. Please don’t say it. The whole copy is written. The attack is very fascinating. Su, please don’t like to think that the **** is not good for him. Off

I just started to buy stocks. The setting of the drama can't reveal the main palace. I don't want to read it because I don't like the real license. I have to work hard. You have seen 23 chapters, because you have written 34 chapters before publishing cp.

Ask to leave the text silently, don’t tell me to see you

Thank you so many readers for having so many high hopes for my next book. Thank you for loving me and supporting me. Thank you very much.

Because of some things in three yuan, after writing this book, it will retreat, and the return date is uncertain. Now I hope everyone who abandoned the article will leave me with a final piece of pure land.

Pure land without any negative news, let me get the pure land of hope in the three-dimensional life

I don’t know if you understand the pain of deleting the manuscript and then rewriting it, nor do you understand the pain of pretending to be invisible when facing various doubts.

I also know that these words are suspected of selling badly, but I am really, really, thinking about the readers, including every decision I make. I can swear that I put my own interests at the end. So even if the popularity drops, even if there are a lot of abandoned articles, even if the daily income is a new low, I want to stick to this book and write it as a good story

I don’t have so many requests, I only hope that those who don’t like can leave quietly, leaving a positive and positive comment area, let me, and readers who also like this book support this book, have a happy memory

I don’t want to see a lot of readers who still support me. I explain to others over and over what this article is about. I say that the article is beautiful and persistent over and over again. Amnesty for me and explanation for me for the sake of this article. Shameless, this is really wrong

Please, thank you

Thank you for reading these nonsense, this is the last thank you today, thank you!