The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 7 This male lead has narcolepsy (8)

Wen Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the long exercise time between classes. Wen Zhiqing couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been outside for so long in such a scorching sun, and he hadn't sweated like this for a long time. He never knew I can still sweat like this.

The hot summer wind slowly dried the sweat on his body, leaving an uncomfortable sticky feeling all over his body. He was like a salted fish with half his life being carried by Chi Changsheng on his back. Walking to the classroom, their classroom was on the fifth floor. The little girl silently carried him, who weighed more than 50kg even though he was thin, up the stairs step by step. Wen Zhiqing still remained drowsy, but his hands were He grabbed Chi Changsheng's shoulders tightly. Her shoulders were not broad, and could even be said to be petite, just like her whole body gave off the feeling of Wen Zhiqing.

He is cold and cheerless, but he is very stubborn and old-fashioned. He has no room for stubbornness when it comes to what has been decided. He always slacks that delicate and beautiful little face, revealing a natural stupidity, but he is not easy to get along with. .

Wen Zhiqing and Chi Changsheng started to get along with each other by their real names, and it only took about a week, but Wen Zhiqing felt that he had known her for a long time, her awe-inspiring and clear temperament, the light and elegant scent of osmanthus, and the waveless Wulan's tone, the longer we get along, the more familiar it makes him cry, maybe... in the past... For a long time in the previous life, he used to rely on her so naturally, right?

She felt guilty for letting a petite girl who was so much shorter than herself take care of herself like this, but Wen Zhiqing didn't want to refuse and let go.

friend?They should already be very good friends, right?
Although the word 'friend' still seemed a bit wrong, Wen Zhiqing could only think so for the time being.

Chi Changsheng walked very steadily, but also very slowly without any pause. Every step she took was firmly on the ladder before she lifted her foot to step on the next ladder. It was much more stable than Wen Zhiqing walking by herself. Chi Changsheng's breathing was very steady, her brows seemed to be slightly furrowed in a serious way, her light-colored lips like pink rose petals were also pursed, and the lip line drawn between the lips Cold and indifferent, her drooping eyes were as penetrating as polished ice, extremely cold and desolate.

If she didn't really know that Chi Changsheng was the only one, she would be more like an adventurer in the eyes of the world who has lived a thousand sails and returned to an ordinary life.

This is a girl who shouldn't appear in this era and doesn't match her resume at all.

Wen Zhiqing liked her tightly.

Becoming a friend with someone who feels full of stories makes Wen Zhiqing feel that his future life will not be too boring, and he will be given a new and vibrant color because of her.

Two girls and boys who usually talk little, one carried the other on their backs, and walked to the fifth floor relatively silently. The atmosphere was silently filled with warmth and understanding, and their roles were as open as the sky. They made a joke and exchanged each other's positions. The lonely girl who is steady, reliable and silently giving and the sleepy boy who is gentle, well-behaved, quiet and dependent, two people who don't seem to be suitable for each other got together like this, and formed a relationship that is difficult for others to leave. Insert an atmosphere of interference.

The videographer who had decided to film with the two of them carried his own camera and took pictures of everything honestly and meticulously. He felt that this was not only "engaging in CP", but also recording this period that made people unable to Neglected and unforgettable "fetters".

"Thank you." Wen Zhiqing squinted her eyes, her beautiful cat eyes narrowed to the point where she could hardly see anything clearly.

Chi Changsheng was a little surprised, "Did you fall asleep?"

"...Well, yes..." Wen Zhiqing curled the corners of his mouth, "I've been enduring my drowsiness well... Didn't Changsheng want me to overcome 'narcolepsy'?"

"Yeah." Chi Changsheng didn't hide anything, he simply nodded his head to affirm his words.

"I'll try my best..." Wen Zhiqing closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, but the increasingly vivid curvature of the corners of his mouth proved that he was not falling asleep, but was unexpectedly high and active, so much so that he spoke The ending sound that has been dragging lazily for a long time has risen several points, "Longsheng must look at me carefully..."

"Understood." Chi Changsheng closed his eyes, but her reply was as flat and rigid as ever, "I will watch you."

"Always?"

"Always."

"Pull the hook?" Wen Zhiqing tilted his head, and smiled a little aggressively: "Those who break their promises swallow a thousand needles and receive a hundred punches?"

"No need." Chi Changsheng's expression did not change, "I will never violate what I promised."

The corners of Wen Zhiqing's mouth turned up a little more, and he immediately made a gesture to unzip his mouth, and continued to lie obediently on Chi Changsheng's back.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was surprisingly quiet for a long time, and then rows of [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' began, and various rewards followed one after another, line after line, Keep going up.

[What kind of fairy CP is this? !This feeling is too good, right? ! 】

[Fuck!The fetters that only appear in novels and movies... I can't do it anymore, I really like this place better than the various sand sculptures next door. 】

【Looking at this couple, I can't help but soften my heart——】

[Inexplicably, there is a feeling that the present is very sweet and the future will be very sharp...]

【Don't predict the emperor before!When you put it this way, it feels like these two cuties are really FLAG! 】

Chi Changsheng walked a little slowly. When she entered the classroom, the class bell had already rang, the other students had already taken their seats, and the teacher was already in the classroom, so she put the person on her back on the door of the classroom. The outsider put down and gave a report. The teacher didn't make things difficult for the two of them. He gently asked them to come in and sit down. Then he opened his own textbook and opened the PPT projected on the blackboard to start the teaching content of this lesson.

Xu Wanying probably also noticed that these two people are born to be the focus of attention. They have good looks and distinctive personalities, which are easy to attract the camera, but seeing that Chi Changsheng and Wen Zhiqing have already sat down in their seats and have already started class, It's not easy for her to talk to them, but she just decided to talk to them more after class. Her current popularity is not satisfactory. Compared with before, her career development has been showing a downward trend, so Xu Wanying must Seize any opportunity that can make you look good in front of the public and leave a good impression.

Chi Changsheng has been able to keep up with the current course progress perfectly, and even previewed the following knowledge in advance. Under the influence of Chi Changsheng during this week, Wen Zhiqing at least knew which class to take out and open the book of which class first, and Instead of sleeping directly from morning reading to school, the sleep interval gradually becomes longer and longer.

Wen Zhiqing lay on the table, took a pen and slowly wrote his own little note stroke by stroke, and threw it directly on Chi Changsheng's desk after finishing writing.

——What shall we have for lunch today?
Chi Changsheng opened the note and looked at the content, but he didn't want to understand what he meant, but he poked his back relentlessly, so he compromised, and returned the note to the original owner after writing a reply. There were only four simple words on it: words.

—butter bread.

Wen Zhiqing curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and muttered in a low voice: "Breasted bread again? Have you been eating this for a week?"

(End of this chapter)