Hypocritical Adonis

Qi Cheng pays attention to intercourse. When the tobacco blossoms, he also recorded a video and sent it to the younger brother. By the way, Wu Yuan also appreciates what is beautiful.

Half an hour after the news was sent, Wu You returned to Qi Cheng's message, "Good students actually play mobile phones in class."

Qi Cheng thought about it, and he seemed to destroy his image in the eyes of the little fan, "I didn't play, I just recorded an image."

The younger brother really believed it and sent several expressions of Sao Lang, smashing him into the body with Xingyan and Xiaoquan.

Qi Cheng smirked on the table with his forehead resting on his arm. He was serious, "Even if I play, I study so well, I don't need to review it again."

"..." Xiaomi brother sighed deeply. "People are really different. I'm doing questions at night, and my eyes are dizzy, and my hair has been blown up by me. I still have questions."

"What question?"

Wu You returned to him: "Mathematics."

Qi Chengli smiled, "How easy is mathematics, if you have any questions you can send me and ask me, I will tell you the process."

"So good," the other party, "what university do you want to go to."

When a student of this age asks the person who has a different feeling in his heart what school he chooses, he has a strong sense of shame and jumps into his head.

As if I asked you this sentence, I confessed it, as if to say, I am planning your future like you.

Qi Zhong put down his mobile phone, put his hand on the back of the chair, and fanned himself with the textbook in his other hand.

The tip of his nose was sweating, and the speed of the hand was extremely fast. The screaming wind blew from the left, flying Wu You's hair halfway.

"You're really fake," Wu You couldn't believe it. "Just so hot?"

Qi Zhong didn't have time to take care of him, thinking about time in his heart. The seconds had passed. It took so long to type a word?

On the phone, Qi Cheng typed a few words in the input box, and then frowned and deleted, "I still need to think about it."

"Actually, I don't mean anything," Wu You started talking in circles. "I just want to use the goal of a university bully as a reference."

"Then I have to set a high point for you, A and B, just these two."

"..."

Qi Zhong quit the chat page, went to Baidu to check the admission scores of A and B last year, and then stared at it, completely condensed on it.

This score is a multiple of the other three subjects in the number of other languages.

Fuck.

Qi Cheng watched him for several minutes without answering the news, put down his phone, and put the tobacco flower on the table back on the window sill.

Zhu Fan took a few photos in front and returned to his seat. Xu Ning only found the flower blooming when he came over. He was surprised and said: "The morning glory bloomed at night?!"

"This is not a morning glory," Xia Li explained for Qicheng. "It's called tobacco flower. When Qicheng is tired, he can also pull the leaves down and smoke."

"Want to be beaten?" Qi Cheng smiled and scolded him, "I will pick leaves for you, will you make me smoke?"

Xu Ning hesitated for a moment, "Did Qi Cheng smoke?"

"Don't smoke," Xia Li immediately answered. "We're kidding."

After Xu Ning turned his head, Qi Cheng and Xia Li said, "It doesn't matter what you say."

"Farewell," Xia Li said, "Although it's okay to smoke, it's true, we are in the third year of high school, we are just grown-ups, we have fixed thinking here, and think that smoking is just bad students, which can't be explained one by one. Now many people still You will be prejudiced. Although you are handsome in smoking, we don’t promote it."

"Like the famous ones in our grade group," Xia Li, "Wu Yuan, his brothers, oh! And Qi Zhong, they... they smoke, and there is no shock from you."

Qi Cheng, "Qi Zhong does not smoke."

Charlie paused and was shocked, "Don't he smoke?!"

Lying trough! Is Qi Zhong so good? !

Qi Cheng thought of how Qi Zhong's coughing continued, and he lipped his lips, "Isn't it very similar?"

"It's so different," Xia Li shook his head. "Mother, I can't believe it."

After the class, Wu You sent him a message. It was a form with the admission scores of the A and B universities in the S province a few years ago.

"This score line," the other party said, "quite... quite high."

"I need to set a high point for you," Qi Cheng also learned that the scores of these two schools are so high, but did not say, "Come on."

Qi Zhong sat upright, staring at the phone brightly.

What does it mean to say this to him?

Cheer, what does it mean? What refuel, where do you refuel?

He poked Wu You next to him, "What do you mean by cheering?"

"..." Wu You, "Are you stupid Qi Zhong?"

Qi Cheng told him to cheer.

Qi Zhong turned his head and looked at Wu You.

Doesn't Qi Cheng want to go to college with him? !

For a long time, "Fuck!"

"Lao Tzu fight!"

Qi Zhong threw the phone into the drawer, took the test paper and turned it over to the final answer. Brow frowning seriously, whichever step will not, just open the textbook to check, you must pull out this question.

Don’t you just want to go to college with him?

Fight it!

In the new emerging self-study lecture mode, Qi Cheng does not have to give lectures to other classes every night. He studies on Saturday and Sunday nights, only days to give lectures to other classes. Teacher Yang has come to ask him several times. Whether it will delay learning.

Qi Cheng's talent is good, and the teachers are looking forward to him. He perfunctoryly wrote the 800-word composition every night. When he read it early the next day, he would go out and stand in the corridor and explain it to him with pains and pains. Sometimes, after finishing the questions in the article, Qi Cheng's brain hurt.

"It's not a question of making," Teacher Yang, "it's your attitude."

When Chi Yan came down the stairs, it happened that Teacher Yang was holding Qi Cheng in training.

Qi Cheng's eyebrows contained a little helplessness, but he listened quietly and respected every word of Teacher Yang. Chi Yan smiled and walked over, "Mr. Yang."

"The language teacher in our class is looking for you."

After Teacher Yang left, Qi Cheng sighed and rubbed his hair, "It's a disaster-ridden morning."

The corner of Chi Yan's mouth was slightly raised, the teenager's voice was light, and with the cool breeze in the morning, it made people shudder to wake up, "Qi Cheng, you made Teacher Yang angry again."

"I didn't," Qi Cheng, "very obedient."

"Let's pay attention next time," Chi Yan smiled. "I saw the assignments that Mr. Yang gave you, and I don't have a problem if I try to pass at least."

They chatted a few words, and Chi Yan said goodbye to Qi Cheng and walked to the administrative building.

When Qi Cheng returned to the classroom, everyone around him looked at him sympathetically.

He sighed again.

On Tuesday, the senior third grade group notified the time of the monthly exam at the end of the month.

It was the same distribution as last time, and Qi Cheng was still in the exam room with Chi Yan.

After school in the afternoon, Qi Cheng was tortured by the morning work so that he is still not sleepy. He sat by the window and looked out of the window with boredom.

The weather in September has begun to cool down from time to time, sometimes it is not cold enough to wear a coat, and sometimes it feels hot to wear short sleeves.

He looked at it and suddenly saw a person coming out of the dormitory building.

It’s Qi Zhong.

Qi Zhongzheng turned his head over the small book, his brow furrowed deep, his irritability and patience intertwined, and he didn't look at the front. The whole soul was pinned on the small book in his hand.

Qi Cheng tried to squint, but he couldn't see the name of the book in Qi Zhong's hand. When Qi Zhong passed under his window, he sighed bored again.

The roommate looked at him wondering, "Are you sleepy today?"

"Sleepy," Qi Cheng blinked slowly, "but can't sleep."

Han An jumped out of the bed, "Seriously Qi Cheng, you were the tenth in the grade group last time. This time I should be in the top ten of my age?"

Qi Cheng didn't speak.

Xia Li, "Top ten years old! Signed photo by Lang Bai!"

Zhu Fan envied, "I also want Lang Bai's autograph, but I can sell a lot of money."

Qi Chengcai said aloud, "If you do anything this time, you should step back a lot."

He thought about it, "It should still be more than twenty."

Others are accustomed to the way he plays and plays. As long as he can take the college entrance examination seriously, no one can persuade him.

Han An took out his mobile phone and walked next to Qi Cheng, "The 26th Anniversary Celebration, Lang Bai and you interacted with the game, and the video was sent to us by the school. The five handsome guys you went up to, The long line of people knelt down to ask for contact information."

Qi Cheng looked at him sideways, pulling his eyelids.

"Let you sleep, you don't sleep, when you say something interesting, you want to sleep again," Han An glared at him, awakened him, and put the phone screen on his face, "Look, look, this is going to be There are a lot of people with your contact information, and there may be your future girlfriend in it."

Qi Cheng took his phone and flipped the message above.

The landlord: I want to know the contact information and name class of the three handsome guys from the left. I will give you five minutes. Those who can’t be found will never want to be loved by Monroe, Water Elf, Marilyn, and Butterfly Dance.

1L: The landlord is talking about the third brother from the left? I'm so sorry, he has an object.

2L: I'm really sorry. Has he been exposed so quickly when he has news of his wife? I hope you keep a low profile when blessing us. After all, it is not his fault that my husband is handsome.

3L: Hahahaha I laughed. My husband finally was so vilified by you last time. Was his wife upstairs? Just kidding, he was lying next to me, crying sadly when holding me, and he promised to love me, fearing that I would run away from home without security.

...

6L: Are the sisters upstairs so zqsg?

7L: hhhh you are so cute hahahahaha.

Qi Cheng's fingers slide down.

69L: Isn't this all 3 classes? Sister, are you saying that the left three bags do not include Lang Bai? Included is that the third grade of high school is Qicheng, the first few gods of the grade group, excluding the 12th class of Qi Zhong, Fang, playing basketball is handsome and handsome.

70L: Are all high school seniors?

71L: High school sisters are so happy.

72L: I have to expose myself now. In fact, I am a bad woman. I once accepted the pursuit of a handsome basketball player. After five months of loving him, he accidentally suffered a basketball and smashed his brain. After waking up, I fell in love again. Handsome guy. The handsome guy is very gentle, beautiful, and tall. He often holds him in his arms. He loves me so much. I have been overwhelmed for a long time. He is far stronger than he looks... you look at the two of them. Why does the expression reveal that it is irritable, two points, hostility, three points, patience, four points, perfunctory, it is because of me, a woman who is a disaster.

73L: ...

74L: ...

75L:? ? ? Has a car rushed past?

Qi Cheng dropped his mobile phone and said, "You can read it as a novel."

"Brother, please focus on the key points," Han An rolled his eyes. "The key point is that many people know you."

"I thought they knew me already," Qi Cheng, "show me the phone again."

Han An, "You search it yourself, let's post it in our school."

Qi Cheng went to bed first, then went to search the news in the post bar.

Now the hot day is the school celebration a few days ago, and most of the content is also related to the school celebration. Those who show their faces on the big screen can at least say "I used to be on the same stage with Lang Bai". This is something to show off and pretend to be so much. After reading all the posts, Qi Cheng also saw that someone really came down and admitted that he was one of the five handsome guys who came to power on the day of the celebration.

Saying "I'm a handsome guy", Qi Chengle was crazy, and he was laughing in the quilt.

It’s not just that, there are even writers, and because of the quarrel of the handsome guy on stage, the scene is full of funny and serious tears, Qi Cheng also saw a person who wrote about himself and Qi Zhong competing for a girl Non-mainstream youth pain yellow mosquitoes.

He laughed more and more, and the people outside inspected just passed by, and said sternly: "Who is the one by the window on the right, what are you doing!"

"Extend your hand!"

Two slender, clean fingertip hands were stretched out of the quilt, and Qi Cheng's voice came out from the quilt, "Teacher, is something wrong?"

The teacher who thought he was flying was embarrassed, "Go to bed quickly and be quiet."

When the inspector's teacher left, the rest of the dormitory couldn't hold back and grinned.

The author has something to say: Qi Cheng:? ? ? slander.

After the rumors were spread by word of mouth...

Qi Zhong (blushing): Fuck, Qi Cheng hit a plane? !