After waking up, Qi Cheng was pushed to the studio by Han An. Because Han An’s art teacher would comment in the afternoon, the time for this afternoon nap was extremely short. Qi Cheng wore a peaked cap. His exposed jaw was sharp and straight.
Qi Cheng looked a little sleepy. But when he picked up the pencil and fixed the Han An's drawing, he was completely awake again. The thumb and index finger hold the pencils and arranged neat lines diagonally. A person with good-looking hands was also good-looking at everything.
Han An was originally staring at the painting Qi Cheng drew, but unconsciously, he began to stare at Qi Cheng's hand which was holding the pen. This was the human instinct for the pursuit of beauty. Qi Cheng wasn't like as usual when he painted. Han An would get lead every time he drew a sketch, but Qi Cheng wouldn't. No matter which direction his hand turned, his hands kept white and clean as if he could take a set of close-up photos with a camera in the next second.
Qi Cheng's movements were fast, with clean lines and appropriate proportion. He stood up and stepped back to look at the painting.
"Only the perspective of the mouth is wrong. Everything else is fine."
Two or three times, it was the same as Han An said. He drew a mouth within a few minutes. He didn't use the eraser to make the highlight, all the blanks left before.
"It's great!" Han An said, "It didn't match with the drawing of other facial features before. It ends with the drawing of a black man. It can't be compared to your mouth drawing."
Qi Cheng came out with Han An then washed his hands in the water pipe. The cold water felt comfortable. Qi Cheng asked Han An to hold his hat and took two handfuls of water to wash his face. The drop of water slid down the chin onto the school uniform. Suddenly a flashlight was lit from next to him. Qi Cheng turned his head to look. The girl who was taking pictures was blushing. She was standing in place with fear and helplessness, hold the phone stiffly in her hand.
Qi Cheng just smiled and walked side by side with Han An.
"Do you still take the orders recently?"
Han An handed him a cigarette. The two came to the back of the teaching building and took advantage of the small number of people for chatting for a while. Qi Cheng received it and put it in his fingers to play but didn't smoke. "Study is important."
"But I don't see how much you pay attention to study." Han An acted like to vomit. "Isn’t there a bonus item for the college entrance examination? You can add 5 points for any 4A. You also can get extra points for any awards. Grandma*, how many points left to get it?"
T/L: 奶奶的; nnd; curse words
"There are restrictions on that." Qi Cheng smiled, "Don't talk dirty."
They chatted for a while and waited for Han An to finish smoking before going back. On the way, Chi Yan hurriedly came out of the office. He was taken aback when he saw them. Then he pushed his glasses, calmly nodded to them.
Qi Cheng moved sideways to let him pass between himself and Han An. Chi Yan suddenly stopped when he passed by. He stood upright and said to Qi Cheng, "The school plans to give us a test in the past few days. "
The new semester of 2nd High School just started. Most of the students in the past summer vacation had already forgotten to study. The teachers had already prepared a set of difficult problems to teach them.
Qi Cheng was a little surprised to hear that. "So fast."
Chi Yan nodded. The eyes which always calm burned with a dazzling fighting spirit. "Last time on the math test, you were number one. I have been waiting for this test."
"Compare with me?" Qi Cheng casually leaned against the corridor pillar. "To be the only the first."
Chi Yan's lips furled and unfurled. He pushed his glasses. His hands dropped to scratch the crevices of his pants. He was seemingly at a loss. "No, I didn't mean that."
However, he rarely communicated with people. So he didn't even know what to say. Chi Yan's smooth forehead was sweating. "I just want to compete with you in mathematics."
Xuébà said a lot today. Qi Cheng looked at him from under the brim of his hat and suddenly smiled. "Then I'll wait."
Han An joked next to him, "Xiǎo Xuébà, I don't dare to promise you other things but In science, especially mathematics, this is very simple for my Qi gē. Don't cry if you lose."
Chi Yan didn't refute anything. He just nodded then left in a hurry.
The radio began to ring. There were cheerful and youthful songs in it which indicated that it was time to wake up from a nap and had to rush to the teaching area. After singing twice, the afternoon class would begin.
Han An patted Qi Cheng's shoulder. "I'll go back first, and white the African nose I painted. Thanks, gē, I will invite you to a barbecue at the end of the month."
Qi Cheng snorted softly. "Go away."
*
The doctor in the medical care room also replied to a voice message to Qi Cheng, which was sent just before class.
"Gu Huai," The doctor's voice seemed to smell of disinfectant and cleanliness. He sounded a little tired. "Remember."
Surname Gu, this surname was rare.
Qi Cheng threw the phone in the drawer.
But this name was very suitable for doctors.
The principal of 2nd High School emphasized the combination of work and rest and deeply comprehended the foundation of comprehensive quality education. Therefore, the study pressure of 2nd High School wasn't as heavy as other schools. Concerning other entertainment methods such as mobile phones during the break, as long as these were properly controlled and didn't have a bad effect on themselves, most of the teachers just closed one eye.
But on the contrary, the admission rate of 2nd High School was the highest in city A. The students who graduated from 2nd High School had a particularly deep affection for their alma mater.
The afternoon class was biology. The biology teacher was a middle-aged man in his forties. His voice was hypnotizing during class. Qi Cheng was near the window. As soon as the sunlight came in, he almost languidly fell asleep. Outside, a teacher hurriedly walked up and down, Qi Cheng raised his eyes and took a look. This time his eyes were completely closed.
There was another black shadow walked by in the corridor. This black shadow passed Qi Cheng's window and didn't know why it was a coincidence blocking the sunlight from Qi Cheng's body.
Qi Cheng opened his eyes and looked out. Wu Yuan stood outside the window with his back to the sun, unable to see his expression. He greeted in a stiff and cold tone, "Hi."
After saying this, it was like completing a certain task. With hands in his pockets, he quickly stayed away from the window of Class 3 stiffly.
"Hiss——" Xia Li took a breath and blurted out, "Is Wu Yuan sick?!"
Said hi to Qi Cheng?
Was Wu Yuan's brain broken or were his ears hallucinating?
Xia Li pushed Qi Cheng, his face was incredible. "Have you heard that? Wu Yuan took the initiative to say hello to you! Did he wake up?"
"Perhaps," Qi Cheng nodded with his chin on his hands. "Sleep."
He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Right!" Xia Li, "F**k, it's so scary!"
The biology teacher on the podium was dissatisfied. "Xia Li, your class leader is still taking the lead in speaking. What are you talking about with Qi Cheng? Say it so everyone can listen."
Xia Li immediately shut up.
"Come here." the biology teacher patted the blackboard. "Come and do this question again. Let's make it together. Whoever did it wrong, copy this question to me ten times."
The involved Qi Cheng sighed and got up to answer the question with Xia Li, who wanted to cry without tears. But the question on the blackboard was obvious to Qi Cheng. It was as simple to need one-thinking. While doing the questions, he even could think about the hi that Wu Yuan just said.
The fierce tyrant school.
But he was a kept promise person.
*
When the evening self-study class was in Class 2, Mr. Yang went to the class and told them about the exam in the next two days. The news caused the whole class to scream, "You are so meant, Teacher. We haven't finished the exam content yet!"
"The question will be given as what you have learned." Teacher Yang was unmoved. "Is this something I can change? This is an order from the classroom group. You should prepare well tonight and strive for a good exam in the next two days."
"This is too sudden, isn't it? The lesson is over right away, how can I review it?"
Teacher Yang is unpredictable. "What I want is for you to be surprised."
"Even if we give you one day in advance, what can you do? Can you finish the review?"
The students in City A didn't know the learning method in other places in S Province, but their teaching plans have been tightly arranged. Basically, they have to learn the complete high school knowledge in the first and second grades, although there were some subjects didn't completely to be learned. Because all the remaining time in the third year of high school must be used for the reviews. With so much knowledge, it was just given for one day. Not to mention five subjects, you even couldn't finish reviewing one subject.
It was also the fact that the 2nd High School had always been abnormal. As long as you thought about it, you would completely give up. After Mr. Yang arranged the examination room, Qi Cheng returned to the dormitory, regardless of whether he would review it or not. Qi Cheng felt it didn't matter. But when he was on his way back to the dormitory, he met again the Xuébà who was standing under the tree in the teaching building. Although he wasn't that tall, he had excellent proportions. When we saw him from a distance, he looked tall and slender, standing upright like a tall bamboo and also exudes the fragrance of bamboo.
Chi Yan saw him but didn't move forward. But his gaze reflected a war-inspiring light in the moonlight. It seemed to remind Qi Cheng that tomorrow will be their battlefield.
No one knew why Xuébàso focused on Qi Cheng.
But this kind of feeling was both novel and fun to say. Did it encourage him to take the exam seriously?
He smiled at Xuébà. His back was upright, suddenly revealed the scorn he had hidden well in the past.
He casually and lazily made an "OK" gesture at Xueba.
The author had something to say:
Xueba was actually not short, 1.75 meters, but he was on the podium at the time, and the height of the soles and uneven ground caused him to only reach the sample paper of the chest (I know I’m wrong, but Xueba wants face orz)(Bonus chapter for every 2 Ko-Fies)
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