I was his old enemy

"Can you take it off?"

The desk in the room is small and the wood on the top is dull.Chen Qingyan put the schoolbag on the table, turned around and looked at Tang Chen.

Under the not-so-bright light, Tang Chen had an intriguing expression on his face, and the part of his neck protruding from the neckline was so white that it made people throb.

He walked over slowly, raised his hand to touch Tang Chen's neck, but he didn't know why he didn't touch it halfway, and his hand stopped on Tang Chen's shoulder.

"I just finished cooking, and I smell of oily smoke all over my body."

Tang Chen's smile gradually widened: "I don't want to do anything, I just look at the injury, you think too much."

Chen Qingyan didn't think he was thinking too much, Tang Chen just liked to tease people.

His hand slipped from Tang Chen's shoulder, and he looked down at Tang Chen's hand, his fingers were as white as his neck, as if they were shining brighter than the lights above his head.

When Chen Qingyan was unprepared, Tang Chen suddenly raised his hand and pushed hard. Chen Qingyan was pushed and fell on his back on the bed behind him. Tang Chen bullied himself and was about to lift his clothes when his hands just touched the hem of the clothes... …

He was suddenly crushed under the body.

On weekdays, she looked quiet and docile, but she didn't expect this explosive power to be quite strong!

"What are you going to do? But I remind you that you are at your own risk."

Tang Chen didn't resist, but he said threatening words that were contrary to his body language.

Chen Qingyan only felt that the corner of porcelain white teeth that was sometimes exposed between the constantly opening and closing lips made her thirsty and unbearable.

He turned to look in the direction of the door.

"I've locked the door." Tang Chen reminded.

A simple and uncommon sentence fell into Chen Qingyan's ears, it was like opening a floodgate and releasing a raging flood, which was out of control.

He never knew that liking someone was like this.

Tang Chen was kissed so quickly that he forgot to lift his clothes to see his injuries.

Chen Qingyan is too immature, Tang Chen is afraid that he will scare people away if he measures too fast, it doesn't matter, take your time, it will be a matter of time anyway.

"Leave traces and you will die!"

Tang Chen's voice was hoarse and slightly panting, which sounded very sexy, and his threatening words were not at all threatening.

Somehow, this idiot has been having trouble with his neck tonight.

He raised his hand and pushed.

Chen Qingyan turned over and lay beside him, looking at the top of his black head, "Aren't you planning to go back tonight?"

"What? Hurry up after kissing!"

Tang Chen turned to Chen Qingyan's side, his eyes just met his protruding Adam's apple, moved up slightly, and saw that his lips were different from the usual bright red, this bright red made the dull person alive.

Chen Qingyan met Tang Chen's gaze with downcast eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled twice uncontrollably.

"I didn't chase you away, this bed is too small, I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping."

Tang Chen turned over again, turned his back to Chen Qingyan, and pulled the quilt to cover himself, "You really smell quite heavy of oily smoke."

Chen Qingyan: "Don't lie down, I'll change the bed sheet and quilt."

Knowing that the young master of the National People's Congress is particular, he would not dare to let people lie on the bed that has not slept for a long time, and no one knows how many layers of dust have fallen on it.

Tang Chenhuo sat up, jumped out of bed, and patted himself in a serious manner, "Why didn't you say it earlier! Didn't Wang An lie down here before?!"

"He usually doesn't go into this room to lie down."

Generally not, what about the other?For example, when you are addicted to drugs or just drunk.

……

The sycamore flowers in front of the building outside the classroom are in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers floats into the classroom from the open window, which makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

When get out of class was over, Tang Chen walked in from outside the classroom, and saw Chen Qingyan sitting on the seat with his head bowed and flipping through a book. The collar of his shirt was white and snow-white, which was his clothes.

He dug out the unopened shirt from the closet last night, and took it directly into his schoolbag.

Chen Qingyan's deskmate was not there, and there was only a girl sitting against the wall in the front row.

Sensing that someone was sitting next to her, the girl thought her deskmate had returned and was about to speak, but when she turned her head and saw Tang Chen, she shrank back into the seat shyly.

Tang Chen sat facing Chen Qingyan in the back row, pointed to the gray on his shoulder and asked, "What is that?"

Chen Qingyan looked at his shoulder, patted it casually twice, and said, "I don't know where it came from."

Tang Chen shook Chen Qingyan's pen holder twice, picked out a red pen, took out half a piece of A4 paper from his pocket, and put them together on the book Chen Qingyan was reading.

"Sign your name and write it in a bigger size."

"What?" Chen Qingyan didn't understand why.

"Jointly put forward opinions to the school, requesting cancellation of physical education classes, and fully preparing for the college entrance examination."

Chen Qingyan didn't understand why Tang Chen suddenly meddled in such a nosy business, besides, Tang Chen had always been very active in physical education class.

"Since it's a joint name, why did I sign it alone?"

"It's useless for you to sign alone. Half a page of paper per person will be bound in a thick stack. The white paper and red letters will be more powerful and convincing."

What Tang Chen said was quite reasonable.

Chen Qingyan always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't figure out what it was, so it didn't matter if it was just a signature.

"Write it bigger, otherwise the half of the paper will look discordant and ugly!" Tang Chen reminded when Chen Qingyan was writing.

"Didn't you say that you will enter Class One next semester? I haven't seen how you study hard."

Chen Qingyan felt that he would definitely be able to enter the first and second classes. In the final exam, he must carefully check the front and back of each page of the paper, and never make the mistake of last time and miss the questions.

He was worried that Tang Chen wouldn't be able to get into the same class as him.

It was agreed to take the first class, but I still went to the martial arts gym every night without any change, and I had to practice basic skills when I came back, so I didn't see the time spent on studying.

Tang Chen put the paper signed by Chen Qingyan back into his pocket, "What? I'm afraid you'll be too lonely in Class [-] after I've passed the exam?"

Chen Qingyan: "I know your English is very good, but the classification is based on the overall score."

Tang Chen: "Don't just study by yourself during the day and night. It's easy to get more and more stupid. Studying requires a combination of work and rest to be efficient."

Chen Qingyan: "Actually, I..."

"Actually, I'm pretty good at studying. You want to say this, right? Aunt Chen also said it. But, after all, there is no comparison between the city and Yingcai. Otherwise, why do you come to Yingcai and can only enter the fifth class? If you have time at night Make up your lessons."

Chen Qingyan: "..."

He doesn't know what to say!He raised his head and looked at Tang Chen in amazement. Unexpectedly, he could accurately scan a red mark on Tang Chen's neck. It was very light and faint. The sunlight came in from the window and it just happened to shine there. It was obvious from his angle, probably. Tang Chen himself didn't realize it.

He quickly lowered his head again, Tang Chen seemed to have said last night that leaving a mark would make him do something.

This expression change was too obvious, Tang Chen asked: "Is there something on my face?"

"No...no!" Chen Qingyan turned the pages of her book with her head lowered.

That's it, Tang Chen turned his head and asked the girl sitting beside him: "Student, is there something on my face?"

The girl who was cautiously huddled in the seat against the wall was suddenly called upon, looked at Tang Chen's face shyly, and said softly, "No."

The class bell rang, and all the people who were blowing outside to watch the sycamore flowers came in.Tang Chen stood up and was about to leave, but the girl inside stopped him.

"Tang Mei, um...Tang Chen, didn't you say that you want to jointly propose the cancellation of physical education classes? I don't like physical education classes either. I can sign your name."

Tang Chen: "Enough is enough."

Another recess.

When Tang Chen was in class, he saw that the two in the front row had been muttering something, and they went out together as soon as the get out of class was over. Tang Chen stood up and followed.

Xu Feng and Xiao Pei said they were too involved as they walked, and it wasn't until they went downstairs that Xu Feng found Tang Chen who was following behind.

Xu Feng: "Tang Meiren, why are you sneaking around with us?"

Xiao Pei laughed heartlessly: "Just so we can go together."

"The road is open to the sky, you are not an idiot, it would be boring for me to follow you." Tang Chen scolded Xu Feng, and then said to Xiao Pei: "Xiao Pei, be careful, this kid is bad, don't get too close to him."

Xiao Pei was amused and laughed so brightly that it matched the sycamore flowers on the tree.

Tang Chen passed Xu Feng and Xiao Pei and walked forward to the school administration building.

The teacher of the Academic Affairs Office of the Administration Building received a joint complaint letter from dozens of students.

Tang Chen: "Teacher, I don't represent myself, I represent my classmates."

"There is a piece of defect on the roof of your classroom, and it will be dusty. Haven't you reported this to your class teacher?"

Tang Chen: "I have said it several times, but because the defect is small and the dust is not serious, it has not been paid enough attention, and it has been left alone."

The teacher at the Academic Affairs Office turned to the attachment of the complaint letter. The attachment was the joint signatures of dozens of students. The first half of the page was densely packed with names, various handwritings, black and white. On the second half of the page, someone signed a big name with a red pen. It takes up one-third of all the names on the first half of the page.

Bold red expresses absolute dissatisfaction.

"Your name is Chen Qingyan?"

Tang Chen: "My name is not Chen Qingyan, teacher, I don't represent myself, I represent all the students in our class."

When Chen Qingyan transferred from another school, the reason why there were empty seats in the second row was because there was a small defect in the roof above that seat, and white ash would fall from time to time.

Because it's not serious, almost no one will notice it, except the person sitting in that position.Tang Chen was able to notice it because he saw the white ash on Chen Qingyan's shoulder many times. You said it was rubbing, maybe once or twice, but it is impossible to rub it to the same position three or four times.

Besides, because of his height, Chen Qingyan could only sit on the side of the wall for one group and four groups when the seats were rotated, which means half of the time he sat in the dusty seat.

"Who is Chen Qingyan?"

The teacher in the Academic Affairs Office looked at the big red signature on the paper and asked.

Tang Chen: "The biggest victim of dust falling on the roof of the classroom, teacher, you can tell how much resentment you have from the signature. When I first came here, he told me that if the school's Academic Affairs Office didn't take care of it, he would send this joint complaint letter Get two more copies, send one to the principal's office, and post one on the school bulletin board."

"Take care! It must be taken care of. This is a problem with the school's hardware facilities. Your class teacher's ideological style is not good, and you have to accept criticism and education. Classmate, what is your name? Who is your class teacher?"

Tang Chen: "Teacher, I don't represent myself, I only come here on behalf of all the students in our class. If I say it, what should we do if our class teacher is in a bad mood after receiving criticism and education? In ancient times, wars were not killed. Well, teacher, don't make it difficult for me to run errands."