Hypocritical Adonis

Zhou Die was waiting at the gate of Class 3 after school.

Her black hair was tied with a bow, and she was young and beautiful. Laughing at the students in the first row, he smiled and said crisply: "Classmates, can you help shouting together?"

The students in the first row shouted for help.

Qi Chengzheng talked to a few boys and laughed. He sat at the desk with his hands in his school uniform pants pockets.

"Zhou Die in Class 4 is here to find you again," the tall boy around him smiled. "I said you should follow, is it easy for such a little beauty to come to you every day?"

Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows and walked off the desk to the door.

"What are you doing?" he asked leaning against the door.

There is a group of people playing in the square in front of the teaching building. After school is short in the afternoon, boys who love to play basketball can only gather in this broken place and use the painted basketball frame. They also have to compete for the field and play nervously. Xi

Zhou Die sighed exaggeratedly, "Qi Cheng, I dreamed and dreamed of you last night, what do you say?"

Qi Cheng saw a familiar figure among the players. The striker was confronting the opponent's defender, his offense and defense was sharp and chic.

"I still say that, Zhou Die," he smiled. "You can go to other dreams with the surname Qi."

The striker in the small square layup in three steps, accurately sent the ball to the goal box, he and his teammates clapped hands to celebrate, when he was sweating, he accidentally saw the scene in front of the third class.

Qi Zhong, who was all sweaty on his face, fixed his gaze, and his face sank, "Damn it!"

Zhou Die, "You speak lightly, and I obediently listened to you to find it, but how can you like another person so easily."

Qi Cheng looked away, his lips deepened, "Okay, go eat, don't block the road in front of our class."

"What way do I block? I'm so a little bit," Zhou Die gave him a blank look, and left. "Oh, you're too bad. Don't dream of you tonight, hate."

As soon as she left, there was a rush of anger towards Qi Cheng.

"I **** warned you not to be too close to her," Qi Zhong approached Qi Cheng, and Jianmei pressed a furious mark, "You **** deaf, Qi Cheng?"

He put his hands on the wall and blocked Qi Cheng here. He ran over in one breath, hot and panting, and his whole breath was sprayed on Qi Cheng's face.

Qi Cheng opened his hand and printed a red mark on the inside of his wheat-colored arm. "Can't you smell the smell on your body, Qi Zhong?"

Qi Zhong's eyes widened, and there was a noisy anger rising in his teeth, "Fuck--"

He yanked Qi Cheng's neckline sharply, but Qi Cheng was dragged hard against the wall of Class 3.

The white wall in summer has just been painted, and should have been dry long ago, but Qi Cheng's strength was too great, so that Qi Zhong's right face also rubbed a white wall of gray.

The big man wriggled, and the struggle was getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes became more and more ruthless, "Let go!"

He did not refuse to lose at all, and the wolf cub died as if he were going to bite off a piece of meat on Qi Cheng.

Qi Zhong’s face was buried by the wall, and others couldn’t see his face, but he felt extremely shameful, and his words were scary. “You **** wait for me!”

"Okay, waiting for you," Qi Cheng bowed his head and bowed. "Before you trouble me next time, wash yourself up, okay?"

He acted politely, but each sounded like a humiliation to Qi Zhong. Qi Zhong struggled harder, and Qi Cheng let him go.

The angry little wolf cub hit with a punch, but was not hit, Qi Cheng escaped.

He was all sweaty, this is the smell of youth, Qi Zhong flushed his face in anger, he took a bath every night, before playing, it was still clean, why did it smell?

This **** is just sweating!

Inside the back door, Chang Yao grabbed the trash can, but froze by the door to walk out.

His black hair covered his eyes and looked down at the ground under his feet.

Qi Zhong’s words were in his ears. Every time he said something terrifying, Chang Yao would hold the hand by the trash can even harder.

Xia Li also looked at the back door, shouting with a throat, "The teacher is here--"

Then immediately hide into the classroom.

The person who played with Qi Zhong was stunned and came forward. Before seeing the battle, he was frightened by this sentence.

Qi Zhong also turned his head subconsciously and ran. When he ran to the end of the corridor, he turned his head back.

Qi Chengzheng is standing in the middle of the corridor in front of Class 3, hands in his pockets, and when he turns his head, he raises his eyebrows and smiles.

Qi Zhong gave him a thumbs up, and then the thumbs down slowly until he completely fell over.

Word by word, threatening, "wait."

The boy in the class who was still in the classroom was ready to rush out to help Qi Cheng at any time. He was relieved when Qi Zhong ran away. "Damn, who shouted just now, scared me."

Xia Li didn't leave a name and ran off to Qi Cheng. "Qi Cheng, what to do, Qi Zhong is staring at you."

Qi Cheng, "I have an idea."

"what?"

"When the next time you haven't started, you will scream next to you," the smile in Qi Cheng's tone can no longer be concealed. "If the teacher doesn't work, you can try to call the police uncle."

This dog day is still kidding here!

Everyone returned to the classroom and sat down in a mighty manner, still discussing the scene just now.

There was no one in the corridor. Chang Yao slowly took the trash can to pour out the garbage. He looked back and Qi Cheng was already sleeping on the table.

"He doesn't eat anymore?" someone asked worriedly, it was dinner time.

Xia Li looked at the clock on the blackboard. "Sometimes someone delivers food. Qi Chengcheng is a sleeping god. He sleeps when he wants to sleep. When he smells the food, he wakes up immediately, and his nose is very smart.

"Hey," the interrogator smiled. "Envy, there are people who deliver food."

It was Zhu Fan, nicknamed Zhuzhu, one dormitory and one class. Zhu Fan squeezed into the class with sweat, and the first sentence was, "Guess what I just saw in the restaurant?"

Qi Cheng twitched his nose twice, sat up with his eyes closed and felt the meal.

Xia Li, "What did you see?"

"I saw Wu Yuan!" Zhu Fan pulled a stool and sat next to them. "I was cooking, Wu Yuan was next to me. The kid behind him didn't know what to say, and he was angry. You haven’t seen this big devil. The scene at that time was so horrible that even the aunt in the cafeteria dared not speak out."

"That kid doesn't know how to offend Wu Yuan," Zhu Fan, "Wu Yuan also asked him,'Is it you who stole my cigarette during the day'? The buddies who were dragged by him were scared and stupid, they only said that I don't know , Wu Yuan also said something, what came."

He frowned for a long time, "Speaking of the unlucky buddy's voice, it's like someone stealing his cigarette."

Qi Cheng woke up sleepy, "Has such a big temper?"

"It's not," Zhu Fan was also helpless. "You were not there at the time. I don't know what the atmosphere was like. It was really the same as in the horror movie. The restaurant meals can be as quiet as the study room. , Wu Yuan is really a man."

Xia Li's cold sweat was about to shed.

"Not just a cigarette?"

"How do you know it's a cigarette," Zhu Fan wondered, "What if a box is stolen."

"Dare to steal Wu Yuanyan's personal talent, I can't figure it out. It's also a good thing to hide the smoke, how can it be stolen."

Qi Cheng listened for a long time, his men were not idle, and had already started to eat.

No. 2 Middle School treats high school students very kindly. No matter what they eat in the classroom, he eats and eats, and suddenly smiles, "cheap."

No one knows who he is talking about.

The evening self-study of the second middle school ended at 8:30, Qi Cheng took his bag and walked to the dormitory with his friends.

When they were about to reach the dormitory downstairs, they saw Wu Yuan and his party under the big poplar next to the dormitory.

The light and dark cigarette butts lit the fire, half of Wu Yuan's face leaning against the tree was hidden in the shadows, watching the people coming and going silently.

The eyes are like eagles.

Qi Cheng's footsteps slowed down a bit, and accelerated again. Zhu Fan beside him looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

They would have just walked under the big poplar tree. Xia Li wished to give Zhu Fan a brain jump and a smirk. "Why do you want to ask if you are walking a few steps?"

He is now afraid of Qi Cheng talking.

Compared with his appearance, this guy's voice is not very distinctive, and it sums up two words, which is nice.

Throughout the third year of high school, there were so few boys with nice voices, which made it stand out.

But it was too late, Wu Yuan threw the cigarette butts on the ground, smashed them with shoes, and passed through the crowd with a sullen face, walking straight in their direction.

Wu Yuan's appearance is handsome, but his expression is dangerous. He has many contacts with people in the society. The fierceness of not seeing people in his eyes can scare adults into two battles.

He walked in front of Qi Cheng, and the smell of smoke pounced on him, his eyes examined, and he threatened, "Is that you?"

Qi Cheng smiled. He also carried a diagonal school bag with his hands in his trouser pockets. Compared with Wu Yuan, the student smelled strongly, "What's wrong with me?"

The ending sounded like a joke.

The sound of this meeting does not sound anymore.

Wu Yuan frowned, his tone was not very good, "Say another word."

"I'm a little embarrassed," Qi Cheng smiled. "You suddenly stopped me and asked me to talk more. What can I say?"

His voice is nice, pure and unpretentious, and only natural and comfortable, it sounds as comfortable as the lullaby.

Wu Yuan determined that he was looking for the wrong person, his eyes flashed with irritability, and he leaned over to let them walk over.

Qi Cheng nodded at him and passed him with two little friends who were too scared to speak. Afterwards, he walked and laughed, "Wu Yuan is quite reasonable."

Zhu Fan nodded in agreement, "It's not a slapstick person, it's quite reasonable."

Reasonable fart!

Xia Li glanced at Qi Cheng secretly, and he was embarrassed to say that you were not the one he was looking for?

Wu Yuan and his two younger brothers waited downstairs for an hour, until no one entered the dormitory building before they were sure they were waiting in vain.

"Pick things up," Wu Yuan asked them to throw cigarette butts into the garbage dump. "There is one more root, who the **** did it?"

He didn't have a good expression. The little brothers picked things up quickly, not only throwing them themselves, but also other plastic bottles and instant noodle bags.

As soon as the dormitory entered, the pictures and names of the first 50 grades were posted on the wall. Wu Yuan hadn't paid attention to these good students before, and now he swept to the most prominent person in it.

Ranked 25, called Qi Cheng, the one who just made him hear the wrong voice.

The voice that I was listening to was the voice of the person who stole his cigarette, but it wasn't behind.

He frowned, "His name is familiar."

"Qi Cheng," the little brother glanced and smiled, "Model!"

Wu Yuan nodded, tall and long legs, wearing a school uniform and carrying a bag can also see the good figure, indeed like a model.

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Qi Zhong: Love the enemy

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