Wu You hid in the stairway. After Qi Zhong was near, then he dared to say, "You actually did the laundry for Qi Cheng!"
Qi Zhong pressed his voice. "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know."
Wu You's expression was mixed with shock and horror. He repeated, "Qi Zhong, f**k! You even washed it for Qi Cheng!"
This was so shocking that it surprised him. No wonder Qi Zhong ran down with his clothes as soon as he woke up. Wu You asked him what he was doing but Qi Zhong didn't say anything. If it weren't for curiosity, Wu You wouldn't find such a scary scene.
Qi Cheng who was leaning against the wall, now he was standing upright. He took the cleanly washed coat in his hand and put it close to the tip of his nose to smell it.
"Damn." Wu You happened to see that. "He is smelling the clothes you wash for him!"
With his back to Class 3, Qi Zhong could only listen to Wu You's live broadcast. He couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence, so he secretly turned to look back. It happened to meet Qi Cheng's profile face. Then, Qi Cheng saw Qi Zhong. Just like the scared jerk, Qi Zhong pulled the person next to him to the stairs. After that, there was no shadow in the next second.
The school uniform jacket was full of the smell of sunlight and laundry detergent. It smelled thick and fresh. He couldn't hold back but leaned against the wall and smiled.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Li next to him returned to his senses. "Hey? When did the extra coat in your hand come out?"
Qi Cheng asked him to smell it then took it away. He asked him, "Does it smell good?"
"Fragrant." Xia Li rubbed his nose. "I guess it will last for a long time. Is there any laundry detergent-scented perfume now?"
"No perfume," Qi Cheng said.
He looked at the clothes, unfolded them, and put them on. Without having to smell them, the tip of his nose was often accompanied by fragrance.
Xia Li talked, "Don't laugh, handsome guy. Can you leave us some handsome space too?"
"Sure," Qi Cheng replied.
Han An swayed past the front with the bucket and color palette. He saw them and waved his hand happily, for fear that others would not hear them. "Tell you, I pulled out a small umbrella* from home and brought one especially. Let you see the world! When the first class is over, I will put it back in the dormitory and hide it under the pillows of one of the three of you, as a coming-of-age gift for you. You are welcome hahaha."
*C*nd*m.
Xia Li paled. "Fuck! Today is the dormitory checking!"
Qi Cheng also squinted. He dexterously stepped down the three stairs in the corridor and rushed in Han An's direction. The school uniform jacket was flying and the long legs ran fast.
Han An was startled by his expressionless face and ran subconsciously. "Qi Cheng, what are you doing?" He ran, caused the dirty water in the bucket was spilled on the floor. The paintbrush inside was on the edge and about to fall. "You want me to buy a box for you. Isn’t one box! Stop chasing me! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
*
Fortunately, when they returned to the dormitory at noon, they found that the one who was in charge to check had not yet started.
Han An took out a box of the small umbrella from under the pillow. "I just stuffed it casually. It's easy."
This bed was Xia Li's bed, next to the door, the nearest bed.
Xia Li stared at him crying. "Gēgē, what a grudge."
Zhu Fan and Qi Cheng sat in their seats, staring at Han An with three pairs of eyes, and Han An's goosebumps were all up.
The lunchtime and the nap were more than two hours. Qi Cheng sat and watched them, with a lollipop in his mouth. Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated. The name displayed on the screen was Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng was Qi Cheng's stepmother.
Qi Cheng took his cell phone to the balcony before pressing to connect.
"Xiǎo Cheng." Jiang Feng's voice came through the phone. "Something happened in Jiang's Family. I have to go home in the past two days and bring Xiǎo Heng with me. Do you want to go back with me these two days?"
"If you stay with me, Mom will ask for leave for you in a while. Of course, the premise is that you can't delay your own grades. If you feel free and don't get in the way, then I will pick you up tomorrow. Your grandparents miss you too. What do you think?"
Qi Cheng didn't hesitate and responded directly, "It's fine. I'll go back with you."
Jiang Feng laughed several times, full of joy. "Really? Not delay studying?"
Those who are familiar with Qi Cheng know that for him going to school only accounted for 30% of it. Jiang Feng asked several times, still worried that it would affect him.
"No delay," Qi Cheng said. "When will you come tomorrow?"
"At 8:30 in the morning, I will drop the morning reading class for you. You should sleep till 8 o'clock and get a good night's sleep. I will bring you breakfast."
Qi Cheng said farewell, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, baby."
When the phone hung up, Qi Cheng sent a message to Teacher Yang and told him in advance.
Jiang’s Family was a well-known rich man in City A. Teacher Yang also knew his situation and replied, "Okay. The study tasks in the past few days are not heavy. It is a piece of cake for you. But in the third year of school, the student should act as a senior student. Your English teacher just told me that Chinese and English shouldn't hinder you in mathematics. You can take two days off, but you need to study in the evening for one week after you come back. I want Chi Yan to make up missed lessons for you."
Qi Cheng asked, "Why does he do to make up lessons for me?"
The word "make-up lesson" turned around on the tip of his tongue several times, and Qi Cheng felt it funny.
Teacher Yang said, "Other Xueba took the initiative to mention it so you cherish it a little."
Qi Cheng put his arms on the balcony railing and smiled silently. "All right, from tonight?"
"Starting tonight." Teacher Yang was extremely affirmed. "I will arrange an office that nobody uses at night. You are all students with good grades. You can discuss any topics together. You can also discuss your liberal arts and sciences and monitor each other's progress with Chi Yan."
After talking about it for several minutes, Teacher Yang finally said, "Let Xia Li secretly tell the students in our class that someone will check the room at three in the afternoon and hide the excessively invisible things for me. Then bring them home at the end of the month."
"Okay." Qi Cheng hung up.
After talking to Xia Li, Xia Li nodded and as a spy secretly went to each bedroom to inform. Qi Cheng picked up the small umbrella on the table and glanced at Han An lightly. The packaging of these little things was dark blue, which made them as white as jade.
Han An said, "I really just want you to see the world."
"What kind of experience is this?" Qi Cheng smiled, putting the things in Han An hand. "Return the things to the original owner, keep them safe, and don't be found. Just go and see your world ba."
*
When studying in the evening, Qi Cheng brought the materials to the office arranged by Teacher Yang on time. When he opened the door and came in, Chi Yan was already sitting in it and doing his homework.
"Good evening," Qi Cheng greeted him. "Xueba, I will ask for much advice for this one week."
Chi Yan nodded slightly. "Good evening."
His eyes dropped smoothly to Qi Cheng's hands and his voice was as clear and cold as mint. "You didn't bring your test paper."
"Nothing to see," Qi Cheng told the truth, sitting opposite him. "Do I need to bring it?"
Chi Yan stood up abruptly. He moved a chair to the side of Qi Cheng and sat next to him, narrowed the distance between the two people. Seeing Qi Cheng looking at him, he explained without wavering, "Sit like this. It's easier to discuss."
Qi Cheng said, "Okay."
Chi Yan pursed his lips and spread out his test paper in front of the two of them. "I have a question I want to ask you."
Qi Cheng left the back of the chair and approached the tabletop. "Which question?"
Chi Yan pointed to a question for which points had been deducted. Qi Cheng looked down at the question and sorted out his thoughts by the way.
It was said that Chi Yan gave Qi Cheng a supplementary lesson, but everyone knew that this could only be regarded as mutual assistance at best.
After the first class of self-study in the evening, the ranking of this exam would be revealed. If nothing happened, Chi Yan would still be the first.
"Are you serious this time? For other subjects," Chi Yan suddenly said.
Qi Cheng picked up the pen, pulled out the cap, and laughed. "Serious. The most serious one in high school."
Chi Yan pushed his glasses, watched his solving steps, and suddenly said, "You smell good."
As soon as Qi Cheng's pen nib stopped, he wanted to laugh when he thought of Qi Zhong's aggrieved appearance. "The smell of laundry detergent?"
Chi Yan nodded. "It smells good."
"I also think it smells good." Qi Cheng's mouth curled up. "Come on Xueba, let me tell you what's wrong with this question."
In fact, after posting this question, Chi Yan knew what was wrong. Because his logic was wrong. He drilled an insignificant problem*.
*niújiǎojiān: is a metaphor for problems that cannot be solved or small problems that are not worth studying. He knew it was not difficult after he found it.
In fact, Qi Cheng was not suitable for giving lectures to others. These questions were simple in his eyes. He thought it was also easy for others. The steps in the middle could be saved when it is saved and he did not tell others why they should follow this logic. The important was one-click, even if the teaching task was completed. If he talked to others like this, he would make them dumbfounded. Fortunately, the other party was a smart person, Chi Yan. What he said, Chi Yan could reflect what it was. One could easily teach and others enjoy learning. After confirming that Chi Yan had understood this question, Qi Cheng still felt that he had some talent for teaching.
After the class was over, the grade group rankings would come out. A teacher came over and gave them a report card. The first place was indeed Chi Yan, but what shocking was that Qi Cheng jumped from than 20 to 11th place. Sprinted forward in a big cut.
Strictly speaking, Qi Cheng's results were actually the same as the tenth place. It’s just that the tenth place was ahead of Qi Cheng last time. So Qi Cheng could only be ranked 11th behind him.
Chi Yan looked at the transcript. "Your English and Chinese are far behind."
The score for mathematics were 200 points, 160 for Chinese, and 120 for English. All of Qicheng's three subjects were over 100 points. But compared to mathematics' spectacular 191 points, the other two subjects were really not enough.
The total score of English 109 and Chinese 101. Three subjects were just over 400. Chi Yan's total score was 443 and more than him for 40 points.
Qi Cheng had nothing to say, but he thought he could be in the top ten. Although it was said his grade was the same as the tenth place, it didn't count.
"These two subjects." he frowned. "I don't care about English, but if I have some questions in Chinese, I feel a headache."
Chi Yan looked at him and thought about it. "Chinese problem solving is the same as mathematics. Problem-solving has logic and rules. I will teach you Chinese later and you can teach me..."
His eyes flickered suddenly. His gaze fixed on the report card and his voice getting softer and lighter. "How about you tell me to refuse and pursue others?"
Qi Cheng snorted. "Your request some of it doesn't fit the identity of a xuébà."
Chi Yan gave a dry cough and pushed his eyeglasses. "I just want to learn more about other knowledge. By the way, I want to refuse people who put love letters in my drawer."
"Okay." Qi Cheng smiled. "Deal."
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