Hypocritical Adonis

The incidents of Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong spread in the student circle. Such a large area, no matter how careful, also spread to the teacher's ears.

Teacher Yang's first reaction was impossible, but the rumors said that it seemed true and false. He also took Qi Cheng to the office suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter with Qi Zhong of Class 12?"

Qi Cheng sighed and said nothing.

Teacher Yang asked him several questions in a row, and he responded in this way. Teacher Yang finally didn't know what the brain made up, and let him go back.

Qi Cheng returned to the class and sent a message to Qi Zhong, "This method is wonderful."

Qi Zhong immediately replied, "Has it gone?"

"Well," Qi Cheng, "Old Yang didn't know what he was thinking."

Qi Zhong had been searched in advance by his head teacher before, and it was the same performance. He sighed when asked, but didn't speak.

The details are filled with the teachers' brains, but they are not afraid to admit that they just don’t want to be disturbed by the teachers. The original target university is set high. If the teachers intervene and don’t let them make up classes or approach, they really have to roll over.

But this conversation also gave them the preparation to be known to their parents. The reality is clearly in front of them. If you want to go on for a long time, your family can't hide it.

After school on the weekend, Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong hurried to the restaurant. Wu Yuan was already in the box. When he saw them, he urged, "Hungry, order."

There were three people sitting on the table, and the waiter asked if he needed to go to the small table in the lobby two or three times, but Qi Cheng refused.

After the meals were served, the drinks were in place, and the pedestrians were full and drunk. Qi Zhong didn’t know what they wanted to do, so he went out when he was full. “Waiting for you outside, I’m not in a hurry to play with my mobile phone.”

After he walked out, Qi Cheng and Wu Yuan started chatting.

Wu Yuan’s father had repeatedly violently abused his mother, and finally, once, his mother began to resist, but killed his father in the wrong hand.

The mother went to prison, the father died, both bearing the title of the murderer's son, and becoming the trouble that the relatives in the neighborhood did not want to take over.

Half of the foot stepped into the society because of the money. In order to feed the stomach to feed myself, if it was not nine-year compulsory education, if it was not the mother in prison who insisted that he finish the high school, according to Wu Yuan, it was, "You don’t know I."

This kind of story is not too old, but it is put on the people around them, but it is suppressed like a personal hell.

Qi Cheng, "When you are investing, I have money, and the money in my account is too moldy. Wu Yuan, I think you can get her mother when you finish college, find a job, and wait for your mother to be released from prison. In your big house."

Qi Chengming straightly told him that money can solve most of Wu Yuan's problems, and he has a long-term perspective and is responsible for his future.

The house where he lives, provides living funds, and will be paid back after the big deal. They are all friends and adults. There is no need to use "don't want to accept sympathy and alms" to reject the future of his life.

Do you really like the life of bringing people home to ask for debts and keep fighting?

He was so straightforward, Wu Yuan smiled instead.

He asked, "How much do you have?"

Qi Cheng told him a rough number.

Wu Yuan shrugged. "Then I have no reason to refuse."

In fact, when he knew that Qi Cheng was so rich, he was relieved. Fortunately, he didn't become Qi Cheng's burden. Fortunately, Qi Cheng really could afford him.

But when thinking about the future, Wu Yuan was a little uncertain, "What can I do?"

Qi Cheng joked: "I don't know what you can do, but you are so fierce and you are very suitable for being a lawyer."

lawyer.

Wu Yuan read the word, law.

He lit a cigarette and couldn't help laughing. "Some thoughts."

The two people got out of the door of the private room, Qi Zhong was sitting at the table outside the hall, without playing with the mobile phone, staring blankly at the street outside the window.

Sitting alone, looking lonely and lonely.

Qi Cheng leaned on his seat from behind and bent over to support the table, "Handsome, give a call?"

Qi Zhong recovered his mind and smiled, "Skinned."

Qi Cheng drew a corner of his eye.

The three of them went to Qi Cheng’s house together. When they went back to Wu Yuan, they asked Qi Cheng to borrow a laptop. He shut himself in the guest room. When it was dark at night, he hurried out and came back, holding the newly printed two. Copy the contract and put it in front of Qi Cheng.

Qi Cheng turned a few pages, and was really surprised, "You made it yourself?"

Each regulation can tell that the language is not professional enough, but it is meticulous enough.

Although Wu Yuan was busy for an afternoon and an evening, he was full of energy, his eyes were bright, he said nothing else, and said, "Sign it."

The brother and sister settled their accounts and Qi Cheng looked at the contract seriously, looking at each line of words written by Wu Yuan himself.

His attitude made Wu Yuan's mouth laugh, and he felt that his hard work in the afternoon had been affirmed.

On the last page, Qi Cheng and Wu Yuanti signed their names.

Obviously it was a scum, but Qi Zhong couldn't help but looked at Wu Yuan with a look of worship, and finally couldn't hold back, "Wu Yuan, do you know what an infinitive is?"

"..." The smile on Wu Yuan's mouth was stiff.

What is that?

Qi Zhong, "..."

Well, he knows that Wu Yuan is still a scumbag, not as good as him.

Wu Yuan asked him to borrow thousands of dollars, went out without knowing what he had done, and then returned home without leaving any injuries. But from this moment on, the feeling of relaxation that came out of his bones surprised everyone he saw.

After this day, he never returned early and returned late. The school was also online all day, and the evening study was also inserted into the supplementary lessons of Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong.

It was also from this day that Qi Cheng started to make up for the two **** classes.

Qi Zhong confessed more than once, "I'm so happy and sad."

A big light bulb appeared in the separate two-person space, Qi Cheng was very strict, Wu Yuan was very clever, and the urgency made Qi Zhong study more seriously.

Finally, when the next month's exam came, he achieved impressive results.

This guy entered the top twelve in the class!

When the grades came out, the head teacher of Class 12 watched in disbelief for hours. He took Qi Zhong’s paper and looked at it again and again. After thinking about the whole hour in the office, he decided not to ask Qi Zhonghe again. Something happened between Qi Cheng.

The atmosphere of the second is easier than other schools. Students want to make up their own lessons, and they are constantly making progress. As adults, they can make their own decisions, which is enough.

Qi Cheng also took great care in demonstrating his strengths for the two scumbags this time. He was originally the first in the class. He only looked at the age ranking. This time, he has improved by three. Became fourth in age.

But in fact he was not satisfied. Qi Cheng was clever since he was a child. He had thought that he would go all out this time, coupled with recent continuous study and practice, at least he could make the top three, who knows that he was pulled back by the language.

Qi Zhong was not very proud this time. He was all anxious for his boyfriend. It stands to reason that Qi Cheng’s results are enough to see, no matter how good it is, it’s the icing on the cake, but the point where the language can be scored is accidentally lost. It is even more uncomfortable.

"You must pay attention to the silent writing and preparatory work for the college entrance examination," Qi Zhong said with a serious face.

Qi Cheng hugged him, "I paid attention."

Qi Zhong sighed, and especially patted his back, "according to your progress, next time will definitely be the first."

The further it is, the more difficult it is to progress. Qi Cheng bluntly scored in the top ten, and then in the top five. Every time, he squeezed forward not famously, Qi Zhong really felt very proud.

Wu Yuan next to him sneered and put away his test papers, too lazy to watch them show off.

He was clever, but he studied seriously with Qi Cheng for a week before the exam. He couldn't memorize much. The only thing that changed was that each test paper was very full.

But this is enough to represent his attitude.

After this monthly exam, it was the two-day holiday at the end of the month. Qi Zhong didn’t go home before. This time he had to go home. The boarding school could meet every day. This time, it was really the first time in a month.

The two separated at the entrance of the school. After returning home, Qi Cheng and Wu Yuan finished the food delivery with no taste, and Wu Yuan took the test paper and stuffed it up.

Qi Cheng was lying on the sofa, looking at the tobacco flower brought back from the school that was lying under the window sill of the living room.

The afternoon sunlight was thrown into the house from a clean window, shining the fireworks and grass.

The tobacco flower has grown very high, and the classroom is not suitable for the class. He plans to move the potted flower to the old house of the Jiang family for care by his grandfather and grandmother.

The next morning, Qi Chengli took this potted flower to visit the two old men.

He carefully found a suitable place in the garden, watered it, and wiped the flowers and leaves. The meticulous energy made the two old men watching him laugh.

Master Jiang touched his wife's hand, "Xiaocheng, is this talking about friends?"

Grandma Jiang smiled and said: "You're still talking about young people?"

Qi Cheng didn't hear their conversation, the soil was covered with hands, and there was a faint smile in the eyes.

In the eyes of the elderly, it is really warm.

When Jiang Jing came back to her house at night, Grandma Jiang told him about it. Jiang Jing answered silently, and felt that talking with her sister Jiang Feng could come as soon as possible.

When Qi Zhong showed his test paper to his father and mother, his parents were shocked.

Be careful, "Son, didn't we copy it?"

Qi Zhong, "Shall I show you another test paper on the spot?"

Qi Qi and Qi Qi immediately smiled and said several good words.

At dinner, Qi Zhong was rewarded with a hearty meal.

Qi Zhong was at the dinner table and waited until he had almost eaten, then said abruptly: "I got better grades because the people I like are giving me more lessons."

Mother Qi was stunned, and then smiled, "Thank you so well."

Qi Zhong wiped his mouth, turned on the TV, and tuned to the station he had previously checked. Sure enough, the rule of law program was only telling the story of the same-sex marriage.

Qi father Qi mother was attracted by his movements and naturally saw the program on TV.

Qi Zhong stood by the TV. He stood upright, his back straight, and looked at his parents, saying with a word: "Parent, I am making a boyfriend."

"I really like him."

Every word, and every action, shows his firmness.

When his parents didn't know, he already had such a determined expression.

Qi mother seemed to fall into the abyss, dizzy, she could not help but stood up and asked: "What do you say?"