Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Zhou Qingyue's aesthetics have never fallen behind the trend of the times, including him now, who obviously has his own aesthetics.

But when he looked back at his future aesthetics, he felt unable to look directly at his current aesthetics.He was even grateful that his avatar was the cool guy avatar of the system.

Zhou Qingyue changed his nickname and signature almost at the speed of light.

Nickname: Zhou

Signature: Qingyue

Looks like a normal person after all.

Zhou Qingyue put down the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, but he didn't find a nickname on the friend list starting to flash.

City No. 60 Middle School has a long history, nearly [-] years old, and the school occupies the entire hilltop.Today is only the third year of high school, there are many books, and there are many daily necessities that have been used for several years, and the students are the hearts and minds of their parents, and their parents basically send their luggage.

There are many small cars on the road, and the school does not allow foreign cars to enter the gate, and has to make a U-turn at the school gate, and the cars have been blocked until the intersection.

Zhou Qingyue looked forward through the front glass. The cars in front were densely packed and moving at a slow speed. The speed of the cars was slower than that of people walking.

Zhou Qingyue directly gave the money to the master, opened the door and got out of the car, and took Zhou Qingyun's suitcase in the trunk.

Zhou Qingyun looked at the road ahead, and there was still a long way to the school gate: "It's still a long way here." It was tiring to drag two suitcases in, so she didn't say anything later.

"It's okay, this is the way."

Then Zhou Qingyue slapped himself in the face, this was not the body he had exercised regularly as an adult.

After finally tossing two suitcases up to the sixth floor of the girls' dormitory, he sat down on the stool by the window, panting.

Zhou Qingyun came early, and there was no one else in the dormitory.Zhou Qingyue gasped and asked, "The dormitory on the top floor is so hot, can I sleep at night?"

Zhou Qingyun wanted to take a suitcase just now, but Zhou Qingyue didn't let her take it.She wasn't tired from walking normally, so she started to make the bed.

She tidied up and said, "It's quite hot, but I heard that the school is going to install air-conditioning in the dormitory of the third year of high school. I guess it will be air-conditioned in a few days, so it's okay."

Zhou Qingyue pondered for a while, "If you are not used to living in it, I remember that there are rented houses in the school."

Zhou Qingyun subconsciously retorted: "Zhou Qingyue, why are you more verbose than your mother?" After she finished speaking, she regretted it. In fact, what she wanted to say was that Zhou Qingyue was more nervous about her than Zhou's mother.But it would be hypocritical to explain again, she bit her lip.

Zhou Qingyun peeked over, but Zhou Qingyue couldn't see clearly against the light by the window.

Zhou Qingyue smiled, with a joking tone, "Isn't this concerned about my sister?"

Zhou Qingyun was spreading her mat without saying a word.

Zhou Qingyun was always awkward at this time, and Zhou Qingyue didn't care about her sister's response, and after sitting next to her enough, he began to hang a mosquito net for her.

Both of them moved very quickly, and Zhou Qingyue helped mop the floor.During the period, other roommates also came.

Although Zhou Qingyue is only 1.7 meters in the third year of junior high school, she is a few centimeters taller than her sister.Zhou Qingyue was also good-looking, and a roommate who came from behind asked Zhou Qingyun curiously.

"Hey. Is this your brother?"

Zhou Qingyun's face was a little red, and she would definitely not be happy in normal times, but now she is a little ashamed.

Zhou Qingyue smiled at Zhou Qingyun's roommate, "No, I'm her younger brother."

"Wow. Your brother is so nice. Being good-looking is good for you. My brother and I quarrel every day." The roommate showed envious eyes.

Zhou Qingyun's ears turned red when she heard this. She had often quarreled with Zhou Qingyue before.

Zhou Qingyue chatted with his sister's roommate, his sister's things were packed, and he was ready to go back.

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but want to send him off, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know what to say, and finally she brought out the rumors she heard, "I heard from others that the first year of high school will start military training half a month earlier. "

Zhou Qingyue nodded, "Then I'll go back and buy some sunscreen." I thought that in my previous life, I had indeed heard that No. [-] Middle School had military training half a month in advance, saying that No. [-] Middle School wanted to dampen the freshmen's squeamishness and enhance their physical fitness.

Zhou Qingyue went down two steps of stairs, but couldn't hold back after thinking about it, and suddenly turned around, "Zhou Qingyun."

Zhou Qingyun: "Huh?"

It's been a long time since Zhou Qingyue called her by her first and last name. The last time she called her that was still a fight.

Zhou Qingyue looked into her innocent eyes and sighed, now his sister is still a high school student who has never experienced anything.He has a very awkward personality, and dare not say or ask for anything.

Zhou Qingyue was afraid that he would speak harshly. His sister felt that he was teaching her a lesson, so she tried to soften her tone, "If you have something you want and want to express, don't hold it in your heart."

I endured it, but I still couldn't hold it back, "Many problems need to be communicated, and the problems won't disappear even if you hold them back. They will explode one day."

After Zhou Qingyue finished speaking, he felt that Zhou Qingyun was not in a good mood, and before Zhou Qingyun could respond, he coughed twice and said, "Then I'll go back first." He turned around and ran downstairs in two steps.

Zhou Qingyun watched her brother disappear into the stairwell for a long time before turning around.She pursed her lips, took out her phone and edited the information slowly with her head down.

Are you trying to say I'm awkward?

After thinking about it, she deleted it again. In fact, she was not afraid to say it, but she felt that some words were hypocritical, so she was embarrassed to say it.

Zhou Qingyue regretted it downstairs, but he regretted it after he finished speaking, so he should take his time, and told Zhou Qingyun like this, but he didn't quarrel.

In the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, there was neither homework nor pressure. Everyone was playing like crazy.

Zhou Qingyue stayed at home, as if the sun outside was the circle of poison, and no one could pull him out of the house.

Chen Guangyi wanted to drag him to play, but almost every time he was overwhelmed by Zhou's mother's craftsmanship.

Zhou Qing was so comfortable that he squinted his eyes, "It's hot outside."

Chen Guangyi: "It's 37 degrees, it's about to be cooked."

"I'm comfortable here."

On Chen Guangyi's left hand is a freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake, on his right is marinated duck feet, and in his hand are potato chips.He turned his head and looked at the door. There were various ice creams in the refrigerator in the living room, and he touched his conscience and said, "It's just heaven."

Zhou Qingyue reached out to touch the mouse, changed an episode of the TV series, and looked back at him, "Then why are you going outside?"

"Go out and play."

"Isn't it possible to play ball at any time? My mother's food will be gone after eating."

When Chen Guangyi thought about it, it seemed the same thing happened.

"So what are you going out for?"

Chen Guangyi slapped his thigh, threw the basketball to the corner of the room, and joined forces with Zhou Qingyue.

Zhou Qingyue's propaganda/teaching was successful.The happiest thing was Zhou's mother, who insisted on keeping Chen Guangyi at home for dinner.

Chen Guangyi ate the food made by Zhou's mother and planned to be good friends with Zhou Qingyue for the rest of his life. It was really much more delicious than the food outside.

Chen Guangyi's mouth couldn't stay idle, and he couldn't help talking even while eating.

"Do you know that I met Yang Haoze when I went to the office to get the admission notice yesterday?"

Zhou Qingyue didn't even look at him: "What's wrong?"

"You don't know, he went through the pile of admission notices in Shizhong." After speaking, Chen Guangyi imitated Yang Haoze's expression at that time.

Zhou Qingyue couldn't help laughing, "He flipped someone else's?"

"It must be. Guess who he is looking for." After finishing speaking, Chen Guangyi winked at Zhou Qingyue.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Qingyue almost burst out laughing, and asked, "Mine?"

Chen Guangyi slapped his thigh, utterly stunned, "Yeah, he didn't find your name in the pile of admission notices in Shizhong. Then he heard me deliberately shouting 'I found Zhou Qingyue', but unfortunately you weren't there. That face stinks like falling into a cesspit hahahaha."

The more Zhou Qing thought about that scene, he couldn't help laughing.

Chen Guangyi continued to talk about the various rumors he heard, "I heard that No. [-] Middle School will have military training half a month in advance, half a month of military training, my God, is the school human!"

"Military training is military training, but it's quite tiring." Zhou Qingyue didn't take it seriously, and ate his melons as if nothing had happened.

Until the day of the report, he ran into his ex-boyfriend in the school corridor.

I got my military training uniform in the morning and washed it as soon as I got it.It happened to be hot summer, and most people put on military training clothes after taking a shower in the evening.

Zhou Qingyue was assigned to Class [-], while Chen Guangyi was in Class [-]. The two of them played together for so long that they never stayed in the same class together.

Chen Guangyi resented this very much, but fortunately, Class [-] and Class [-] were the next class.

In the evening, there were class meetings and campaign classes. Zhou Qing went to the classroom early, but because he was thirsty, he secretly went to the small shop to buy orange juice.

Half a bottle of orange juice was drunk as soon as he got it, Zhou Qingyue went back to the classroom slowly, and found that everyone had come back to the classroom.

He was sitting in the middle of the second group at the beginning, but when school just started, there was nothing there, and when he left, others thought there was no one sitting here.

Now a girl is sitting at the same table talking and laughing with her.

Zhou Qingyue: ...

Because of Zhou Qingyue's entry, a group of people at the front table peeked at him silently.Perhaps feeling something, the other people who were fighting also quieted down and looked towards the door.

After a moment of silence, the classroom began to whisper again, and girls frequently looked up at him.

Zhou Qingyue swept the classroom for a week, the position was just right, and there was only one last position left in the group.

He carried the orange juice and walked to the seat, which was the back door, and another person in the seat was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Zhou Qingyue put the orange juice on the table, and said hello, "Hi brother, is there anyone sitting here?"

The brother with his head down looked up at him, "No." The voice was very neutral.

Zhou Qingyue knew that he had made a mistake the moment the other party looked up.

The other party's hair is almost as short as a boy's, and his appearance is also very neutral, but his facial features are still soft, and he is a real girl.

Zhou Qingyue thought of the brother he called just now, sat down in embarrassment, subconsciously put the hat that matched the military training uniform on his head, and looked towards the corridor.

Turning around this seat is the corridor, and he has to get up to open and close the back door. He is really a door god.

The weather is extremely hot, and the fans blow out hot air. The heat has not dissipated in the evening, and the classroom is like an enlarged version of a steamer.

Next to the back door of Class One was the back door of Class Two. The classroom was too stuffy. Even at the back door, Qiao Heng couldn't help but walk to the corridor, turned around and leaned against the railing, and glanced at the back door of Class Two.

The man I met in the supermarket had broken hair pressed to his forehead by a hat, making him look as white as jade.

Qiao Heng suddenly felt that this person's face should be cold now.

The last ray of sunlight in the evening disappeared at the end of the mountain.