I want this sand sculpture
Chapter 65
Du Yan did not give an accurate answer in the end. He didn't know whether to vote or where to vote.
Song Qichen didn't force him any more, and concentrated on sorting out his notes.
The days were so peaceful and busy day by day. When the weather got a little hot, Song Qichen finally finished sorting out the notes for the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry.
It was late April, and the poplar trees in No. [-] Middle School had already started to flutter, and annoying white fluff was flying outside the window. Summer was coming soon.
This kind of weather is especially easy to make people impetuous. It's a big class break, and a few people were arranged to clean Yang Xu on the path outside the window.Sweeping is really sweeping, but just sweeping back and forth can never get it clean.
Song Qichen rested his chin and looked at the student on duty who was noisy and cleaning Yang Xu outside. Looking down a little, he could see a disobedient strand of hair on the back of the boy's head lying on the table to catch up on sleep. A little transparent.
At the beginning, he really didn't think that Du Yan could insist on running back and forth between the classroom and the studio, but the fact is that Du Yan has been running for three months, and he has never complained of suffering or being tired.
Du Yan, a middle-aged young master, has never worked so hard. After three months, he has lost a lot of weight. To be honest, Song Qichen feels a little distressed.
The next period is Chinese class, Song Qichen doesn't intend to wake him up.
The phone vibrated, it was a message from Wan Xu.
Wan Xu: That thing you called my attention to earlier
Wan Xu: There is a comic competition next month
Wan Xu: I’ll send you the solicitation information, you can see if it’s okay
Wan Xu: 【Link】
Song Qichen glanced up at the teacher on the stage, and after making sure she didn't notice him, he lowered his head and quickly stamped on the phone.
-good
-Thanks
Wan Xu: [Hey hey hey.jpg]
He glanced up again, then clicked on the link.
Song Qichen browsed briefly. As Wan Xu said, this is a solicitation information for a comic magazine. The submission time is in the first half of next month, and the theme is "Quietness".
The top five most popular works selected by the magazine will be published in the first issue of the next month, and the artist will receive a manuscript fee of 1000 yuan.
It's not a huge reward, but it's enough to restore the confidence of a child who is afraid to take the first step.
Song Qichen smiled, and before the Chinese teacher ordered him to get up to recite the text, he stuffed his phone back into the hole in the table, and reached out to pat Du Yan who was sleeping beside him in the dark.
However, he was one step too late.
"Have you memorized the classical Chinese essay assigned the day before yesterday?" The language teacher glanced around the classroom, "Have you memorized it? Okay, let me order a classmate to get up and try..."
"Du Yan—"
It's over.
Song Qichen lowered his head resignedly, and slapped him.
Du Yan opened his eyes in bewilderment, blinked in bewilderment, and met the teacher who was smiling very "kindly" in bewilderment.
After being stunned for two seconds, he jerked violently and jumped up with his arms on the table.
"Did you sleep soundly?"
"It's okay." Du Yan smiled, lowered his eyes and flipped through the book indiscriminately.
"Recite "Teacher's Talk"." Song Qichen reminded in a low voice, pushing his own book in front of him.
"What did you dream about?" The Chinese teacher squinted his eyes, "Some students, don't be a teacher and can't see them."
Song Qichen withdrew his hand, with a cute expression that was none of my business.
"I dreamed of Han Yu." Du Yan said, his eyes quickly aimed at the textbook.
"Huh?" The Chinese teacher was stunned.
"Teach me to recite "Shi Shuo"." Du Yan said without changing his face.
There was laughter in the classroom, and the teacher couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, "You really came here just by opening your mouth, then recite it."
Du Yan raised his head and cleared his throat, "An ancient scholar must have a teacher, and the teacher..."
At the beginning of May, besides the magazine submission, there was another big event - Song Qichen's birthday, birthday.
Two weeks before his birthday, Du Yan began to plan what to do, and reminded Song Qichen some things that needed to be coded that he could finally do.
Du Yan was too excited, causing Song Qichen to have a headache...and very excited at the same time.
"Fuck, the two of them insist on having a party," Du Yan pressed his phone, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "what's so fun about having a party?"
"Why don't we live together," Song Qichen lay on the table, looked sideways at Du Yan, who was arguing with Wan Xu Rhubarb until his hands were shaking while typing, he yawned lazily, and whispered, "Don't take anyone else with you." gone."
"Huh?" Du Yan paused, then turned his head to look at him——Song Qichen was warmed by the afternoon light, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Du Yan felt itchy in his heart when he saw it, and wanted to pounce on him for a few kisses, and then throw him on the bed...
calm!Du Yan, calm down!
You are still an upright and good boy with good roots!
"You want to live together?" Du Yan lowered his voice and asked.
"Yeah." Song Qichen bent his eyes and smiled.
Du Yan's Adam's apple twitched, and he told himself to calm down again, "Okay."
Then Song Qichen straightened up, stretched his waist, took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the four-person chat group.
Long live Wan Xu: How interesting is the party, there are villas on West Fifth Road that can be rented
Rhubarb woof woof: Where's Brother Yan?Just say it and then disappear?
Song Qi Bu Lai Chen: Don't argue, it's not my birthday
Long live Wan Xu:? ? ?
Rhubarb woof woof:? ? ?
Song Qi Buchen: I have a tutor, I don’t have time
"It's very easy to deceive people." Du Yan still couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub his hair, "Tutor?"
"Well, let me teach you," Song Qichen lay down again, narrowing his eyes lazily, "Then I will arrange for your birthday, Brother Yan."
Song Qichen's birthday happened to be during the May Day holiday, and Wan and Huang, whose party plan was rejected, sent gifts the night before the holiday.
Du Yan didn't need to go to the studio tonight, the four teenagers stood outside the boys' dormitory.
"Happy birthday, Boss Song!" Huang Yubin plugged a familiar earphone to Song Qichen, and explained kindly, "Brother Yan is the same style."
"..." Song Qichen was silent for a moment, "Thank you."
Huang Yubin was very proud, "Why are you being polite to me!"
Du Yan held back a smile and patted him on the shoulder, "He gives earphones every year, and everyone's birthday is the same, just get used to it."
"Oh." Song Qichen nodded.
When seeing Wan Xu's gift, Song Qichen felt that it was normal for Huang Yubin to give earphones every year.
"Is this for me?" Song Qichen looked at Wan Xu in disbelief, holding a large bag of extremely expensive cat food in his hand.
"Yeah," Wan Xu said, "Happy Birthday, Brother Chen."
"..." Song Qichen hesitated, "Can I eat?"
"Of course not, this is made from soybean juice," Wan Xu gave him a complicated look, "Of course, if you want to try it..."
"Can I beat him?" Song Qichen turned his head and asked Du Yan.
Du Yan was almost suffering from internal injuries, he nodded with difficulty, "Yes."
"Hey!" Wan Xu quickly jumped to the side, "Why? This cat food is precious!"
"That's not the problem," Song Qichen sighed, and stuffed the cat food back to Wan Xu, "Douju is with you."
"..." Wan Xu was stunned, "Oh."
Du Yan and Huang Yubin finally stopped holding back, and laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten up.
"Stop laughing," Song Qichen followed suit, "Where's yours?"
Du Yan wiped away the tears from laughing, "My what?"
"A gift." Song Qichen said.
"Give it the day after tomorrow, your birthday hasn't come yet." Du Yan spread his hands.
"Isn't Boss Song making up lessons?" Huang Yubin quickly grasped the point.
Song Qichen: "..."
Wan Xu: "..."
Du Yan rolled his eyes, "He made love to my sister."
"Oh." Huang Yubin nodded knowingly.
It is true to make up lessons. On the first day of the holiday, Song Qichen gave tutoring to the Du brothers and sisters as usual.
In the familiar place of the coffee shop, Song Qichen gave Du Yan the prepared notes of the three subjects, "I haven't finished Biological English yet, you should look at these three subjects first, and you should be able to pass at the end of the semester."
Before Du Yan took the loose-leaf notebook and had no time to speak, Du Qingqing on the other side howled first.
"Hey!" Du Qingqing couldn't stand it and leaned back, "Are you sour, you two!"
Du Yan raised his eyebrows, and raised the notebook in his hand provocatively, "What's the matter? Envy? You're sour."
Du Qingqing snorted and came back to continue working on the questions with her mouth curled up.
Then Du Yan took a good look at this notebook - all three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry are in this loose-leaf notebook, and the subjects are marked with different colored sticky notes.
Du Yan was shocked when he opened the first page.
Different from Song Qichen's own notes, this book is very detailed, and the knowledge is very clearly sorted out. It is for people like him who are hovering on the edge of the pass line.
The question types are listed by category, and the key points and difficulties are also clearly marked with different colored pens.
The font is strong and atmospheric, and it looks very comfortable.
Du Yan stared at the notes blankly. After a long while, he reached out and rubbed Song Qichen's legs, "How long have you been writing?"
"Three months." Song Qichen smiled, pinched his hand and held it in his.
"I..." Du Yan looked at him, then immediately looked away, "Thank you."
Song Qichen was stunned for a while, staring at his face for a long time, he couldn't help being a little amused, "Aren't you? Are you crying now?"
"Ah," Du Yan sniffed, and turned his head embarrassingly, "I'm touched, can't I?"
"Okay," Song Qichen pinched the tip of his nose, "Then you passed the final exam?"
Du Yan recovered his mood and clicked his tongue, "Who do you look down on?"
"Huh?" Song Qichen raised his eyebrows.
"Even if you look down on me," Du Yan lowered his voice, "you have to look down on my boyfriend."
"You two are almost done!" Du Qingqing wrinkled her small face, and threw the textbook in her hand on the table, "There is still a big living person here, I can't see it!"
"You're jealous," Du Yan smiled unbearably, and opened his arms to embrace Song Qichen, "I'm jealous that I have a boyfriend, but you don't."
Du Qingqing was so angry that she gritted her teeth and kicked Du Yan vigorously from below, "Aren't you annoying!"
"Aw!" Du Yan almost jumped up in pain, pointed at Du Qingqing's proud smiling face and complained to Song Qichen, "She kicked me!"
"It deserves it." Song Qichen rolled his eyes expressionlessly.
The author has something to say: The author's other article "How to break the male god in the dream suddenly came to life" is being updated. If there is no accident, it will be updated every day. The sand sculptures are happy to go to the sweet article. Interested cuties are welcome to enter the pit~
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Song Qichen didn't force him any more, and concentrated on sorting out his notes.
The days were so peaceful and busy day by day. When the weather got a little hot, Song Qichen finally finished sorting out the notes for the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry.
It was late April, and the poplar trees in No. [-] Middle School had already started to flutter, and annoying white fluff was flying outside the window. Summer was coming soon.
This kind of weather is especially easy to make people impetuous. It's a big class break, and a few people were arranged to clean Yang Xu on the path outside the window.Sweeping is really sweeping, but just sweeping back and forth can never get it clean.
Song Qichen rested his chin and looked at the student on duty who was noisy and cleaning Yang Xu outside. Looking down a little, he could see a disobedient strand of hair on the back of the boy's head lying on the table to catch up on sleep. A little transparent.
At the beginning, he really didn't think that Du Yan could insist on running back and forth between the classroom and the studio, but the fact is that Du Yan has been running for three months, and he has never complained of suffering or being tired.
Du Yan, a middle-aged young master, has never worked so hard. After three months, he has lost a lot of weight. To be honest, Song Qichen feels a little distressed.
The next period is Chinese class, Song Qichen doesn't intend to wake him up.
The phone vibrated, it was a message from Wan Xu.
Wan Xu: That thing you called my attention to earlier
Wan Xu: There is a comic competition next month
Wan Xu: I’ll send you the solicitation information, you can see if it’s okay
Wan Xu: 【Link】
Song Qichen glanced up at the teacher on the stage, and after making sure she didn't notice him, he lowered his head and quickly stamped on the phone.
-good
-Thanks
Wan Xu: [Hey hey hey.jpg]
He glanced up again, then clicked on the link.
Song Qichen browsed briefly. As Wan Xu said, this is a solicitation information for a comic magazine. The submission time is in the first half of next month, and the theme is "Quietness".
The top five most popular works selected by the magazine will be published in the first issue of the next month, and the artist will receive a manuscript fee of 1000 yuan.
It's not a huge reward, but it's enough to restore the confidence of a child who is afraid to take the first step.
Song Qichen smiled, and before the Chinese teacher ordered him to get up to recite the text, he stuffed his phone back into the hole in the table, and reached out to pat Du Yan who was sleeping beside him in the dark.
However, he was one step too late.
"Have you memorized the classical Chinese essay assigned the day before yesterday?" The language teacher glanced around the classroom, "Have you memorized it? Okay, let me order a classmate to get up and try..."
"Du Yan—"
It's over.
Song Qichen lowered his head resignedly, and slapped him.
Du Yan opened his eyes in bewilderment, blinked in bewilderment, and met the teacher who was smiling very "kindly" in bewilderment.
After being stunned for two seconds, he jerked violently and jumped up with his arms on the table.
"Did you sleep soundly?"
"It's okay." Du Yan smiled, lowered his eyes and flipped through the book indiscriminately.
"Recite "Teacher's Talk"." Song Qichen reminded in a low voice, pushing his own book in front of him.
"What did you dream about?" The Chinese teacher squinted his eyes, "Some students, don't be a teacher and can't see them."
Song Qichen withdrew his hand, with a cute expression that was none of my business.
"I dreamed of Han Yu." Du Yan said, his eyes quickly aimed at the textbook.
"Huh?" The Chinese teacher was stunned.
"Teach me to recite "Shi Shuo"." Du Yan said without changing his face.
There was laughter in the classroom, and the teacher couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, "You really came here just by opening your mouth, then recite it."
Du Yan raised his head and cleared his throat, "An ancient scholar must have a teacher, and the teacher..."
At the beginning of May, besides the magazine submission, there was another big event - Song Qichen's birthday, birthday.
Two weeks before his birthday, Du Yan began to plan what to do, and reminded Song Qichen some things that needed to be coded that he could finally do.
Du Yan was too excited, causing Song Qichen to have a headache...and very excited at the same time.
"Fuck, the two of them insist on having a party," Du Yan pressed his phone, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "what's so fun about having a party?"
"Why don't we live together," Song Qichen lay on the table, looked sideways at Du Yan, who was arguing with Wan Xu Rhubarb until his hands were shaking while typing, he yawned lazily, and whispered, "Don't take anyone else with you." gone."
"Huh?" Du Yan paused, then turned his head to look at him——Song Qichen was warmed by the afternoon light, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Du Yan felt itchy in his heart when he saw it, and wanted to pounce on him for a few kisses, and then throw him on the bed...
calm!Du Yan, calm down!
You are still an upright and good boy with good roots!
"You want to live together?" Du Yan lowered his voice and asked.
"Yeah." Song Qichen bent his eyes and smiled.
Du Yan's Adam's apple twitched, and he told himself to calm down again, "Okay."
Then Song Qichen straightened up, stretched his waist, took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the four-person chat group.
Long live Wan Xu: How interesting is the party, there are villas on West Fifth Road that can be rented
Rhubarb woof woof: Where's Brother Yan?Just say it and then disappear?
Song Qi Bu Lai Chen: Don't argue, it's not my birthday
Long live Wan Xu:? ? ?
Rhubarb woof woof:? ? ?
Song Qi Buchen: I have a tutor, I don’t have time
"It's very easy to deceive people." Du Yan still couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub his hair, "Tutor?"
"Well, let me teach you," Song Qichen lay down again, narrowing his eyes lazily, "Then I will arrange for your birthday, Brother Yan."
Song Qichen's birthday happened to be during the May Day holiday, and Wan and Huang, whose party plan was rejected, sent gifts the night before the holiday.
Du Yan didn't need to go to the studio tonight, the four teenagers stood outside the boys' dormitory.
"Happy birthday, Boss Song!" Huang Yubin plugged a familiar earphone to Song Qichen, and explained kindly, "Brother Yan is the same style."
"..." Song Qichen was silent for a moment, "Thank you."
Huang Yubin was very proud, "Why are you being polite to me!"
Du Yan held back a smile and patted him on the shoulder, "He gives earphones every year, and everyone's birthday is the same, just get used to it."
"Oh." Song Qichen nodded.
When seeing Wan Xu's gift, Song Qichen felt that it was normal for Huang Yubin to give earphones every year.
"Is this for me?" Song Qichen looked at Wan Xu in disbelief, holding a large bag of extremely expensive cat food in his hand.
"Yeah," Wan Xu said, "Happy Birthday, Brother Chen."
"..." Song Qichen hesitated, "Can I eat?"
"Of course not, this is made from soybean juice," Wan Xu gave him a complicated look, "Of course, if you want to try it..."
"Can I beat him?" Song Qichen turned his head and asked Du Yan.
Du Yan was almost suffering from internal injuries, he nodded with difficulty, "Yes."
"Hey!" Wan Xu quickly jumped to the side, "Why? This cat food is precious!"
"That's not the problem," Song Qichen sighed, and stuffed the cat food back to Wan Xu, "Douju is with you."
"..." Wan Xu was stunned, "Oh."
Du Yan and Huang Yubin finally stopped holding back, and laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten up.
"Stop laughing," Song Qichen followed suit, "Where's yours?"
Du Yan wiped away the tears from laughing, "My what?"
"A gift." Song Qichen said.
"Give it the day after tomorrow, your birthday hasn't come yet." Du Yan spread his hands.
"Isn't Boss Song making up lessons?" Huang Yubin quickly grasped the point.
Song Qichen: "..."
Wan Xu: "..."
Du Yan rolled his eyes, "He made love to my sister."
"Oh." Huang Yubin nodded knowingly.
It is true to make up lessons. On the first day of the holiday, Song Qichen gave tutoring to the Du brothers and sisters as usual.
In the familiar place of the coffee shop, Song Qichen gave Du Yan the prepared notes of the three subjects, "I haven't finished Biological English yet, you should look at these three subjects first, and you should be able to pass at the end of the semester."
Before Du Yan took the loose-leaf notebook and had no time to speak, Du Qingqing on the other side howled first.
"Hey!" Du Qingqing couldn't stand it and leaned back, "Are you sour, you two!"
Du Yan raised his eyebrows, and raised the notebook in his hand provocatively, "What's the matter? Envy? You're sour."
Du Qingqing snorted and came back to continue working on the questions with her mouth curled up.
Then Du Yan took a good look at this notebook - all three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry are in this loose-leaf notebook, and the subjects are marked with different colored sticky notes.
Du Yan was shocked when he opened the first page.
Different from Song Qichen's own notes, this book is very detailed, and the knowledge is very clearly sorted out. It is for people like him who are hovering on the edge of the pass line.
The question types are listed by category, and the key points and difficulties are also clearly marked with different colored pens.
The font is strong and atmospheric, and it looks very comfortable.
Du Yan stared at the notes blankly. After a long while, he reached out and rubbed Song Qichen's legs, "How long have you been writing?"
"Three months." Song Qichen smiled, pinched his hand and held it in his.
"I..." Du Yan looked at him, then immediately looked away, "Thank you."
Song Qichen was stunned for a while, staring at his face for a long time, he couldn't help being a little amused, "Aren't you? Are you crying now?"
"Ah," Du Yan sniffed, and turned his head embarrassingly, "I'm touched, can't I?"
"Okay," Song Qichen pinched the tip of his nose, "Then you passed the final exam?"
Du Yan recovered his mood and clicked his tongue, "Who do you look down on?"
"Huh?" Song Qichen raised his eyebrows.
"Even if you look down on me," Du Yan lowered his voice, "you have to look down on my boyfriend."
"You two are almost done!" Du Qingqing wrinkled her small face, and threw the textbook in her hand on the table, "There is still a big living person here, I can't see it!"
"You're jealous," Du Yan smiled unbearably, and opened his arms to embrace Song Qichen, "I'm jealous that I have a boyfriend, but you don't."
Du Qingqing was so angry that she gritted her teeth and kicked Du Yan vigorously from below, "Aren't you annoying!"
"Aw!" Du Yan almost jumped up in pain, pointed at Du Qingqing's proud smiling face and complained to Song Qichen, "She kicked me!"
"It deserves it." Song Qichen rolled his eyes expressionlessly.
The author has something to say: The author's other article "How to break the male god in the dream suddenly came to life" is being updated. If there is no accident, it will be updated every day. The sand sculptures are happy to go to the sweet article. Interested cuties are welcome to enter the pit~
bow w
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