Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it’s summer in a blink of an eye.

Qin Heng took out a stack of envelopes from the drawer and handed them to Yang Xun.

Yang Xun was like an expressionless assembly line worker in a factory. He took the envelope, stood up, walked to the corner of the classroom, threw the envelope into the trash can, and turned back to his seat.

The movements were done in one go, as if they had been repeated countless times in the past.

"You seem to have fewer love letters lately?"

Qin Heng flipped through the book, "I don't know, I haven't calculated it."

"When I held it just now, it felt thinner than before. It's unscientific. I think back then, your drawers were almost full."

"I never read it. They will give up in spite of difficulties. It is unscientific to increase their number." Qin Heng gave him a very rational explanation.

Suddenly Ji Qing, who was sitting at the front table, sneezed.

Qin Heng raised his eyes to look at her.

She sneezed again.

Zhao Wanxing frowned slightly and quietly moved away to keep a distance from Ji Qing.

"Ji Qing, do you have a cold?" Yang Xun lay on the desk and turned his head to look at Ji Qing.

Ji Qing wiped it with a tissue, "Well, it's too hot and the air conditioner is blowing."

Before the afternoon physical education class, Yang Xun urged Qin Heng: "If we leave, it's just the two of us."

"I'm not going. My feet hurt. Tell the teacher."

Yang Xun, who was doing warm-up exercises, looked at him suspiciously, "Does your foot hurt?"

He glanced at Ji Qing, who was lying on the table in front of him, obviously uncomfortable, and approached Qin Heng, "Please tell me if your feet hurt or if your heart hurts."

Qin Heng glanced at him and said, "Don't force me to slap you."

Yang Xun winced and chuckled, "I know, my feet hurt."

But in a blink of an eye, he saw that Qin Heng's ankle really had a piece of ointment on it, "Do you really have a pain in your foot?"

Qin Heng held the pen, "Is it fun for me to lie to you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell the teacher that you have a good rest in the classroom."

Yang Xun said and left the classroom.

When Zhao Wanxing at the front desk heard that Qin Heng was not going to physical education class, he immediately grabbed the hand of one of the girls and said, "Lingling, help me ask the teacher for leave. I'm here because I feel sick in my stomach."

The rest of the people left the classroom one after another.

In the end, only Qin Heng, Zhao Wanxing, and Ji Qing were sleeping on the desk.

Zhao Wanxing heard the sound of Qin Heng flipping through books at the back table, and tugged tightly on the skirt of his school uniform. Finally, he mustered up the courage to take out a card from the drawer and handed it to Qin Heng, "Qin Heng, it's my birthday this Sunday." , invite you to my birthday party.”

Qin Heng looked at a test paper and said, "I have something to do over the weekend."

Zhao Wanxing said quickly: "It's at night, aren't you free at night?"

"Ah."

Qin Heng turned the page of the test paper. Zhao Wanxing stood up from his seat, walked to Qin Heng, and sat down in Yang Xun's seat, "Qin Heng, are you really not free or are you trying to avoid me?"

"Both." Qin Heng replied calmly.

Zhao Wanxing couldn't find any expression for a moment. She looked at Qin Heng with tears in her eyes, "So you already knew that I like you?"

Qin Heng then took his eyes away from the paper and glanced at her.

Zhao Wanxing's eyes were filled with tears, "Don't you like me at all?"

"No."

"Then who do you like?"

Qin Heng's tone was a little impatient, "Why should I like others?"

"Where's Ji Qing? Do you like her?"

Qin Heng frowned, "I..."

Suddenly, Ji Qing, who had been sleeping at the front table, said irritably: "It's so noisy!"

Zhao Wanxing's tears stopped immediately. She turned around and quickly wiped her tears.

But in the blink of an eye, Qin Heng was already walking towards Ji Qing, holding Ji Qing's arm and lifting him up from his seat.

Ji Qing was dizzy and was dragged up. She even lost her temper, "What are you doing?"

"Go to the infirmary." Qin Heng dragged her towards the classroom door.

Ji Qing really wanted to hit someone, "Go to some infirmary, I just need to sleep."

Qin Heng suddenly stopped and touched her forehead, "You know you have a fever?"

Ji Qing couldn't raise her hands, "If you have a fever, you have a fever..."

"You haven't passed biology yet. How can you study with a body like this? Don't ruin my reputation."

Zhao Wanxing felt more and more aggrieved as he heard the two people's voices getting farther and farther away.

She glanced at the papers on Qin Heng's desk.

This is the paper for this biology exam.

The name is Ji Qing.

Fifty-six points.

She was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot, it was Ji Qing again, it was Ji Qing every time!

In the infirmary.

"hand."

Qin Heng took a glass of warm water and handed it to Ji Qing.

Ji Qing raised her hand, then lowered it softly. Qin Heng had to put the water glass aside first, and then took the newly prescribed medicine from the school doctor.

He sat in front of Ji Qing, put the medicine in his hand, held a water glass in his other hand, and handed it to Ji Qing's mouth.

Ji Qing looked at the water glass in front of her, tugged at the corner of her mouth helplessly, raised her hand to hold it, then took the medicine from Qin Heng's hand, threw it into her mouth, and swallowed it with just the water.

As a result, one pill was not swallowed and got stuck in the throat. The bitter taste spread, and Ji Qing forced tears on the spot.

"Damn, really special..."

A curse word almost escaped her lips. Qin Heng looked over and silently reminded her to speak more civilly.

Ji Qing picked up the water glass and took a sip of water before swallowing the pills. She looked at Qin Heng and cursed out the unfinished words one by one.

Qin Heng closed his eyes helplessly and pretended not to hear.

"After taking the medicine, observe here and wait until the body temperature drops before leaving." the school doctor reminded.

Ji Qing almost left, but Qin Heng forced her down on the hospital bed. He stood beside the hospital bed, staring at her, "Are you anxious to go back to the classroom to study?"

"I'm not in a hurry." Ji Qing looked pale but said with a smirk, "Zhao Wanxing is in a hurry to confess to you."

Qin Heng's face darkened, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Who stipulates that you can only lie down on the table when sleeping, but I can't lie down when I'm sick?"

Ji Qing teased him, "The little beauty is crying like that. Are you not soft-hearted at all?"

Qin Heng sat aside and picked up a book from the shelf, ignoring her.

Just listen to Ji Qing say angrily: "Bring me to the infirmary to use me as a shield, Qin Heng, you have to be patient."

Qin Heng was impatient and asked the school doctor on the other side of the desk: "Teacher, is there any medicine that can shut her up?"

The school doctor knew about the quarrel between the classmates and said jokingly: "That doesn't mean shutting up, it will kill you."

"Qin Heng, you want my life." Ji Qing couldn't help but glare at her.

Qin Heng pinched his eyebrows and said, "You are the one who wants my life."

Ji Qing started sweating twenty minutes after taking the medicine, and her body temperature finally dropped.

Qin Heng lifted her up from the hospital bed, and Ji Qing couldn't help complaining, "Can you be gentler, I'm a patient."

"Then do you want me to carry you?"

Ji Qing's mind flashed back to the contents of the pornographic book that Qin Heng had picked up and peeked at.

The boy at the back table was carrying the goddess at the front desk. The goddess had a well-developed figure. When she was carrying her, her front breasts were rubbing against the boy's back. The book described many unsightly details.

She kicked Qin Heng, "You stinking scoundrel!"

Qin Heng took advantage of her illness and lack of strength to easily avoid him, "Who wants to carry you? What I want to say is that you have a beautiful idea."