Yama's boyfriend find out

In fact, high school is not so active in collecting homework, but in the eyes of others, Yi Qian is probably the kind of obedient student who gives face to the teacher. He didn’t write homework for the first time, not only English, but all subjects. There was a lot of discussion.

But Yi Qian had nothing to be wronged, he originally wanted to study early and copy it.

The boy with bullets on the desk in front of him turned around, gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "Niubao! Yi Qian, are you the kind of student who looks down on homework? But the other teachers are fine." , Physics must be written, I’m not bragging, the head teacher can scold you until your mother doesn’t even know her, even though she’s not afraid of her, it’s annoying after all.”

The front desk has long and narrow eyes, and the corners of the mouth always turn up a bit when talking, a bit familiar, it seems that Yi Qian is classified as a buddy, and he doesn't care about what he says.

The deskmate at the front desk was a little annoyed, so he yelled at him: "Shut up, you think everyone is like you, so afraid of the head teacher?"

Yi Qian just squinted his eyes and smiled, not knowing what to say, but in the end the two people at the front table got into a ball and ignored him.

Ji Yao hadn't left yet, she stood beside him and asked him after a long time, "Why didn't Lu Zhaoli come today?"

Yi Qian looked at the empty seat, and thought of the king of hell who was lying on the sofa in a black gold robe with his legs crossed and watching anime, his temples bulged.

But then he felt something was wrong. He remembered that on the day he arrived at the school, Ji Yao had a very bad attitude towards Lu Zhaoli, but after seeing Lu Zhaoli's face clearly, he seemed to lose his mind for a moment.Now she ran to him again and dawdled to tell him what he said about Lu Zhaoli. Could it be that she was interested in him?

Yi Qian has always been particularly insensitive to emotional matters. On the one hand, he doesn't like women... On the other hand, he doesn't have time to think about such things, but today he is a little sensitive.

Yi Qian smiled and raised his eyebrows, took out the test paper for the first class in his schoolbag, and said kindly: "I don't know, I don't seem to know him very well."

Although still very polite, but inexplicably there is a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Ji Yao straightened her long ponytail and muttered in a low voice: "I think he's going to be your tablemate right now, I thought you two knew each other..."

"However," she changed her style of painting, ran back to her seat and took a random paper, then walked to his side, sat on Lu Zhaoli's vacant seat, put the paper in front of his eyes, moved her body closer, She blinked coquettishly, "Yi Qian, can you teach me how to do this question?"

Facing Ji Yao's sudden approach, Yi Qian subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Ji Yao deliberately leaned forward a little more, as if deliberately looking at him for a joke.

Such provocative behavior has already attracted the attention of some students, so Yi Qian could only cough twice to cover up his embarrassment, touched his nose and quickly grabbed the paper on the table, and began to read the questions seriously...

Fortunately, the class bell rang immediately, and Yi Qian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but Ji Yao smiled and said to him: "I'll come after class!"

Nima!

However, Ji Yao's words were not realized after all. The teacher of the four classes in the morning was really strict, and the class was late and seamlessly connected. Except for the big break after the second class, the rest of the time was either in class or in class.

As soon as the bell rang at noon, Yi Qian ran to the cafeteria in a hurry, came back after eating, lay down on the table and went to sleep.

Ji Yao failed.

In the afternoon, Yi Qian used the technique of urine escape again and successfully escaped.

The homeroom teacher asked for leave unexpectedly, and it was said that he was sick. Yi Qian thought of Luo Hui, and hadn't seen her since yesterday.It should be somewhere to recover the ghost energy and wait for the arrival of the ghost festival.

After dinner, Yi Qian did not go back to the classroom, but came to the volleyball hall.

From a distance, I saw a figure at the door, smoking a cigarette on the railing outside, it seemed a little gloomy.

Yi Qian walked over, took the cigarette between his fingers with a smile and quickly pinched it out, "Coach, if the director sees it, you will be fined."

Zhuo Zongfan, with an unshaven beard and a sloppy uncle's face, was snatched away, Yan stared at him and pretended to kick him, then patted him on the shoulder, "It's not big or small!"

The eyes are full of smiles.

"Coach, are you on your honeymoon or picking up trash?" Yi Qian was not afraid of him at all, and joked as if he was with a friend.

Zhuo Zongfan waved his hand, "Don't mention it! Anyway, just remember that love is the grave of marriage."

"Marriage is the grave of love, right, coach..." Yi Qian's eyes twitched, "I think you're quite happy too."

The unshaven beard is obviously worried about the volleyball club. Who doesn't know that he is a typical wife who takes care of his wife and loves his wife like his life... It's like a chicken blood has been pumped out of his face when he said he was going on a honeymoon.

Zhuo Zongfan grinned and slapped the back of Yi Qian's head, then smiled, and suddenly fell silent again.

"Xiaoqian." After a while, Zhuo Zongfan called him suddenly, the smile was gone in his eyes, full of seriousness and seriousness.

"Are you really staying?"

"Coach, don't ask me any more. If I don't stay, what do I want this minister to do... I've played volleyball for two years and haven't been in the top ten in my grade. What are you afraid of? And I will definitely continue to play volleyball in the future." .”

"You fucking—"

Before Yi Qian could see the tears in Zhuo Zongfan's eyes, there was a sudden curse from behind, and then his body sank, an arm stretched out from behind him to tighten him, and someone taller than him looked fiercely.

"You are blatantly contemptuous! You fucking use grades to cover up the coach's worrying mouth, what shall we use?" Li Tian let go of him and gave him a hard thump on the chest, then turned around and faced him. Zhuo Zongfan's body was straight and straight, like a national flag pole.

"Report! Coach! We don't have good grades in the top ten of our grade! But we also want to play volleyball!" Li Tian expressed his determination to Zhuo Zongfan, as if he was going to fight on the battlefield. If there is another military salute, Yi Qian would want to give it to him Take a bowl of wine, then drop the bowl, pick up the gun and leave.

Behind Li Tian, ​​there are two tall people with cropped hair, who will serve as the national flag pole together with Li Tian.

Yi Qian still saw tears in the eyes of the emotional Zhuo Zongfan.

"Arrogance alone is useless!" Zhuo Zongfan was obviously moved, but he still insisted on trying to persuade them.

"Your parents can point out that you will become teachers, architects, designers, and scientists in the future—"

"Pfft! Be a scientist! Elementary school students dare not say that—" Hao Shuai behind Li Tian couldn't help laughing, and immediately covered his mouth when he saw Zhuo Zongfan's eyes.

Zhuo Zongfan cleared his throat, and continued: "You guys can't make it either, I know."

Yi Qian raised his eyebrows, did the coach tell them about cross talk?

"Except for Yiqian, you can't balance volleyball and study. To be honest, playing volleyball is much more difficult than studying. It's not something you can easily choose when you touch your upper and lower lips. If you regret it in the future, or get caught Your parents complain, no one can make you do it again." Zhuo Zongfan's throat choked up when he said this, and then he just looked down at his arm, all the brilliance in his eyes dissipated.

Yi Qian knew what Zhuo Zongfan was sad about.

Because of an injury to his right arm, he withdrew from the Yundong Men's Volleyball Club, one of Huaguo's volleyball powerhouses, and never had the chance to play on the court and see the scenery at the top.

But he is unwilling to leave volleyball, and his dream is still the volleyball Eden Emperor Capital Rambo Gymnasium, so he becomes a coach. If there is a chance, maybe the children he has brought can stand on the court of the Rambo Gymnasium.

But he was still afraid that they would regret it.

"Coach, we didn't come here because we think volleyball is easier than studying, but because we really like playing volleyball. Hao Shuai and Huang Xing, I, and I have already applied to the school for specialization in sports. Studying is really not a material. If it’s not good enough to be admitted to the sports school, come out and become a coach like you, and you can support your family!”

Zhuo Zongfan's eyes lighted up bit by bit, and finally, veins popped up on his forehead, and he slapped three people on the backs of their heads one by one, and said angrily, "What's the point? It's just enough to support a family like me? Can you talk? I'm happy with my family and my family, don't be pitiful to me, when can I buy a house and talk with my nostrils up!"

Although he was always teaching in a loud voice, Zhuo Zongfan's eyes were about to disappear from laughter, and Yi Qian was also happy watching from behind.After they finished speaking, the door of the volleyball court opened slowly, and a few little heads poked out from inside.

"Nei...coach, can you train?"

"Train! Ma Dan, I have to train you today so that your parents won't recognize you!"

……

Yi Qian closed the door of the volleyball court, delivered the keys, and went home with her schoolbag.

Just in time for self-study and school at [-]:[-], the aisle is full of people, some going back to the dormitory, some going home.

Having played a long-lost three-on-three match, Yi Qian's whole body is now unobstructed, and it is rare to want to sing a song.Pushing his bicycle, Yi Qian walked out of the school gate, and just as he was about to get on the bike, he heard a Nuo Nuo voice behind him.

Yi Qian's back stiffened.

"Yi Qian..." Ji Yao came over with her schoolbag on her back, saw his shiny forehead, and reached out to wipe his sweat, "I just finished training, it looks really hard."

Ji Yao pouted as if feeling distressed, but she was too short and had to stand on tiptoes to barely reach.

Yi Qian quickly wiped it on his forehead.

Ji Yao: "..."

"It's so late, you should go home." Yi Qian didn't want to stay with her any longer, so he found an excuse to get into the car, but Ji Yao said, "Your home is also in this direction?"

Yi Qian's legs are in the air, and his heart is very manic. Don't your house be in the same direction...

"It happens that we are going the same way, why don't we go together?"

Yi Qian put down his legs, touched his nose in embarrassment, and began to push the cart away.People have already talked about this, so maybe he turned the car around and said, "I turned in the wrong direction just now."

Ji Yao intentionally walked next to him, holding her schoolbag and lowering her head, one big and one small looked like giant pandas carrying a small leather ball from behind.

Yi Qian couldn't stand the dull atmosphere.

Ji Yao spoke first, as if she had been brewing for a long time and had something to say to him.

"actually……"

"Easy move!"

The two of them paused, only to realize that there was a person standing under the streetlight in front of them. He was wearing a hoodie, and his face could not be seen clearly, but the voice was definitely coming from inside.

Seeing that the two stopped to look at him, Hei Ying clicked his tongue, walked quickly to Yi Qian, and firmly held his wrist, "Why don't you go home if you're so dawdling?"

"Is it classmate Lu?" Ji Yao seemed more excited than Yi Qian.

"I'm not free today." Lu Zhaoli didn't even look at her, walked behind Yi Qian and sat on the back seat, patted the car seat, and urged him: "Fangyuan District, let's go!"