Hypocritical Adonis

Qi Bai stood by the bridge with a tone of laughter, "Little handsome boy, it has been a long time since I came, so I won't even get you lost."

He is naturally the focus of everyone's attention. Even if the people who came to him exceeded his expectations, Qi Bai's peach eyes also smiled Yan Yan, "The second middle school is too big."

Chi Yan's eyes turned cold.

The second middle school is big, but it is not complicated. You can see the lights of the teaching building when you look up in a dark environment. The atmosphere here is quiet and isolated from human voices. When the bamboo bridge is flowing, Qiao Bai who is standing by the bridge seems to be taking an artistic photo.

Unlike the lost scene, it is a carefully designed alone space.

"This classmate," Xueba's voice was colder than Xueshan, "which school are you from?"

Qiao Bai bent over and put his hands on the armrests beside the bridge. "I am the one from this school, little brother."

Wu Yuan laughed behind, "It's quite bold."

"It's really bold," Qi Cheng nodded in agreement. "A big star, he was alone into the students, and if he was recognized, it was more than just getting lost at night."

Qiao Bai's smile froze behind the mask.

"Big star?" Wu Yuan said lightly. "Stupid."

The corner of Chi Yan's mouth evoked a slight arc.

Qiao Bai calmed down. He took off his black mask and exposed a face. He smiled at the corners of his mouth. Before speaking, he was a little drunk. "If there is such a face, why bother?"

He patted his face, peachy eyes bent, "What are these two younger brothers trying to do with them?"

Lang Bai's face is a face that has been licked by countless fans. His eyes were slightly dark when he was angry, and he was casual and casual when he was happy. The expression under the moonlight could not be studied carefully, but he could feel that his mood was not as pleasant as the smile in his words.

The bell of school in the distance rang, just breaking the deadlock. Lang Bai laughed again, dressed in the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School, walking lightly to Qi Cheng as if wearing a suit. "It's really trouble you to take me to the way back."

Chi Yan, "Let's go."

He took the lead to turn around and walk in the forefront, and did not give Qi Cheng and Lang Bai guest time. Qi Chengchao smiled at Lang Bai and stepped up to follow.

Wu Yuan glanced at Lang Bai and walked to the place where he had previously smoked.

Lang Bai followed behind Qi Cheng and Chi Yan without hesitation. When he walked across the small square, he looked at the basketball hoop that had been painted off. "There is such a shortage of funds in the second middle school?"

Qi Cheng, "This is the old basketball hoop. The new batch is on the basketball court and there is also a batch in the gymnasium."

Qi Cheng is very polite and considerate.

But this kind of politeness and thoughtfulness are full of alienation. Looking at the enthusiasm, it is actually ten thousand miles away.

Lang Bai speeded up and walked side by side with Qi Cheng, "Qi Cheng little handsome guy, you are quite tall."

Qi Cheng hummed, "A little taller than you."

"Huh?" Lang Bai shook his head funny, "I really can't see it."

Lang Bo's official standard height is 185, in fact his true height is 183. However, the height of a man can't show a difference of a few centimeters, not to mention Lang Bai still wearing a hat.

A group of three walked to the teaching building, Qi Cheng looked at the time, and the second lesson would begin in five minutes. Chi Yan reminded: "Qi Cheng, we still have tasks."

The senior third grade group has developed a new way of evening self-study, so that good students can use the time of evening self-study to replace the teacher to make up for the students in each class. Qi Cheng and Chi Yan both received the task tonight and need to arrive before the class. Class.

Close to the teaching building, Lang Bai's face was also clearly illuminated. He dyed his silver-white hair, which looked reckless and fashionable, and he smiled, "Can't outsiders rub the class?"

Chi Yan said indifferently: "Mr. Lang Bai, if you rub the class, it will only delay the study of our senior three students."

Qi Cheng smiled and said: "Really."

Lang Bai did not insist, shrugging his shoulders and walking backwards towards the administrative building. "Well, two of you, bye."

He bent his eyes, and his long fingers put on a mask again.

After he left, Chi Yan asked Qi Cheng: "Qi Cheng, which class are you responsible for studying at night?"

Qi Cheng paused, "Class 12."

Chi Yan nodded.

Class 12, 4th floor.

On the same floor as him.

No. 2 middle school does not distinguish between key classes and non-key classes, each class has top-notch people, the teacher strength and the degree of intention are unified, and no one is worse than anyone.

When Qi Cheng came to class 12, the class was still very noisy. The writing on the blackboard was not erased, and the scattered chalk was messy everywhere.

As soon as he entered the door, the noise began to stop in the front row, and finally spread gradually, and the whole class calmed down.

Qi Cheng said hello to them, and took the blackboard eraser to clean the blackboard after they got on the platform.

His movements were slow, from left to right, not at all anxious. Slowly, the students who calmed down began to whisper again.

The squad leader lined up the table, whispering, "Quiet!"

Qi Zhong was taken aback by this sound, he frowned anxiously and buried his head deeper.

Wu You, reading a comic book next to him, touched his arm, "Qi Zhong..."

Qi Zhong, "Shut up."

He was really wrong these days, Wu You dared not say anything, glanced at Qi Cheng on the stage, and then at Qi Zhong next to him.

Qi Zhong hasn't even played basketball these past few days, which is terrifyingly abnormal.

Wu You finally dragged him into the game yesterday. As a result, Qi Zhong, who has always been the ace of the team, has become a loophole this time. Anyone who has ever passed him can stop him.

All startled the other team playing together.

The teachers of the previous examination papers of the examination have all said that Qi Cheng does not understand the learning situation of class 12, so he asked the students under the rostrum, "What do you want to hear from me?"

"We want to hear from you if you have a girlfriend!"

"Hahahahaha don't scare people."

Qi Zhongli raised his head.

Qi Chengcheng stood on the podium, his smile somewhat helpless.

A distance from him in a classroom.

There are more and more noises in the class. Qi Cheng is quite famous in the school. In addition to the previous trips to Anyuan High School with Class 3 and Class 12, they have at least one familiar face, and now they can't stop after a joke.

Then Qi Zhong of their class made a noise.

"What do you want to say." Qi Zhong asked.

Qi Cheng looked back at Qi Zhong, "I'm good at science."

The conversation between them made the class finally quiet.

The monitor took the opportunity to say: "Qi Cheng, our math teacher has left a few after-school exercises, but it is difficult. It feels very difficult to do it. Can you tell us about it?"

Qi Cheng nodded and took the notebook from his hand. There were three questions on it. In fact, they were all a type of question. He read them all and picked the most basic one.

I took a piece of chalk on the table and turned to write the title on the blackboard.

People in class 12 basically put down their homework and curiously watched the handsome guy writing.

It is said that the characters are like their own people. In fact, many handsome guys write characters that are dog-climbing. The one hand is crooked, just like the same copybook, and it is ugly.

However, they knew that Qi Cheng’s words were beautiful. In the past, Qi Cheng’s test papers would be copied by the grade group and sent out again, each with one copy.

Qi Cheng wrote words on it, Qi Zhong looked at him below.

After a few seconds, Qi Zhong took a blank piece of paper, moved his stool, walked to the front of the first row of aisles and sat down directly.

After he sat down, he found that he didn't bring a pen, and turned to ask the girl beside him: "Can I borrow a pen?"

The first row of girls next to the aisle nodded in fear and gave him a pen.

Qi Cheng finally finished drawing the figure and turned around to see Qi Zhong sitting in the front row of the aisle. Qi Cheng's eyes flashed, his fingers were raised, and he pointed to the title. "Mathematics is the same as Chinese. The first step is to examine the question."

"From the title..."

The more Qi Zhong listened, the worse his face looked.

Because he found he didn't understand anything.

Like Tianshu, Qi Cheng was embarrassed from the second sentence.

He whispered to the girls around him, "Did you understand?"

The girl cried with a sad face. "No, Qi Cheng said it too briefly. And we are too stupid to keep up with his rhythm."

Qi Zhong nodded, relieved, and interrupted Qi Cheng, "They didn't understand what you said."

Qi Cheng stopped, frowning and looking down, "Don't you understand?"

The incomprehensible students lowered their heads in shame, and almost everyone in the class lowered their heads.

Qi Cheng had almost never encountered such a situation when studying with Chi Yan for the evening.

In his eyes, these processes are simple enough, as long as a few steps are extracted, even if the topic is more detailed, he will only write those words for the steps during the exam.

But I didn't expect other people to understand.

"Can you elaborate more?" The boy wearing glasses in the front row raised his hand embarrassedly. This is one of Qi Zhong's students who was studying very well in his class. "I'm a little foggy, some feel understandable, some I still don’t know what’s going on.”

Qi Cheng, "Okay."

He thought about how Chi Yan came to their class to explain the picture of physics.

The details can't be remembered, but when he finished reading a picture book, the other party only talked about three questions. In terms of time, it is really too detailed to be detailed.

Qi Cheng sighed quietly, wiped off the things on the blackboard, and told them again from head to toe.

Like an exam, the mathematics teacher told the tedious steps that must be written thousands of times, and write them out step by step.