Differentiate into omega in the normal world

Song Chen's mood was very complicated.

How did that happen?

He grabbed Zhou Ning and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me that the competition is going to stay for one night?"

However, Zhou Ning was more confused than him, "Stay for one night?"

Also, this question is too embarrassing for Zhou Ning.

After all, he doesn't even know the competition.

Song Chen let him go and asked Song Ling, who was also surprised, "So you don't know."

I know a ghost!

Song Ling thought for a while, and then she understood, she comforted her first, and then expressed a little envy, "Brother, can you..."

Song Chen: "No."

Song Ling was dissatisfied, "I haven't said anything yet."

Song Chen: "Needless to say, it's not allowed."

I don't need to know that I want him to get some photos of Chen Lang.

Dream it, it will never be possible.

Could it be that he really wanted to sleep in the same room as Chen Lang, but he didn't know anyone else well, so it was hard to ask for a change.

Don't be afraid of anything else.

He was afraid that he would fall asleep in the middle of the night and get sick, so he ran to Chen Lang's bed and hugged him, and he sucked desperately.

In that case, the fame and innocence of the whole life will be ruined.

Thinking about it is all hopeless.

Otherwise, buy a rope in advance and tie a bundle before going to bed.

It is a bit difficult to operate.

If he wakes up later than Chen Lang in the morning, how to explain it is also a big problem.

Song Chen thought hard for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. After school, he was a student on duty and was cleaning the blackboard there. Zhou Ning said to him, "Chen, I'll go first, and I won't take your car."

Zhou Ning usually goes back with Song Chen's car.

"Where are you going?"

"Find a date with the little beauty!"

"??"

Zhou Ning was very excited, "Didn't you say that I went camping on the weekend and met a very beautiful girl that day, really! How did you say that, a sister Lin fell from the sky! She is my fairy sister !"

Zhou Ning is good-looking, many girls like him as a naughty type, and usually receive a lot of confessions.

But he never paid attention to it, and it was the first time he was so excited like today.

Song Chen couldn't help being a little curious about how beautiful she was.

Song Chen rubbed and asked, "Sister? She's younger than you."

Zhou Ning: "Well... I will go to high school in the second half of the year."

Song Chen clicked his tongue twice, and looked at him like a beast.

Zhou Ning said without fear: "I can't wait for her to grow up."

Song Chen pointed out, "Then you still date her?"

Zhou Ning really felt guilty: "I'll just buy some snacks for her and chat with her."

"It's so stressful for the entrance exam in the third year of junior high school. Look at you. If you work a little harder, you will be able to help me now. Maybe I will have a secret love for you."

When Zhou Ning thought about it, it made sense, and suddenly felt that he had lost several hundred million.

regret.

But Song Chen casually said, "Do you have any photos?"

He wanted to see what fairy sisters looked like.

Zhou Ning took out half of his mobile phone, thought about it and put it back, went up to take over Song Chen's blackboard eraser and helped him wipe the top piece.

"There are photos, but... When you tell me who is the person who makes you feel uncomfortable if you can't touch them, I will show you the photos."

"Go away, have you said everything?"

Zhou Ning put down the blackboard eraser, patted the dust on his hands, "Then I'll get out first."

Song Chen squatted down to tidy up the sundries under the podium when he heard voices coming from above.

"A person who is uncomfortable if you don't touch it."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

He stood up and looked up to see that there had been a replacement, and Chen Lang, who had just returned from playing, was standing in front of the podium.

He changed into a loose ball uniform, his body was dripping with sweat, and his black hair was also wet and drooping. Sweat slid down the corner of his forehead, along the cold and hard profile of his face, and sank into the protruding collarbone.

He still holds a half bottle of mineral water in his hand, and wears a black wristband on his upper wrist.

It was the one that Song Chen secretly wore.

Song Chen froze for a moment, staring at his wrist, his light-colored pupils constricted slightly, inexplicably absent-minded.

When there was no response, Chen Lang put the mineral water on the podium and leaned forward a little.

The strong and warm humid air came in after the rain, and the opponent's body was full of deadly hormones just after exercising, which made Song Chen's heart skip a beat for a moment.

"Huh? Who is the person who makes you feel uncomfortable if you can't touch it?"

Chen Lang asked, and Song Chen was surrounded by a fierce aura.

Song Chen tilted his body and said in a bad tone, "Why are you eavesdropping on other people's speech!"

Chen Lang: "You guys are talking too loudly."

No wonder, he was just talking normally and didn't yell loudly.

He didn't answer, Chen Lang asked again, "Who is it?"

Song Chen troubled: "Does it have something to do with you!"

There are so many things!

And they are not familiar with it at all, so what to ask.

"Of course." Chen Lang raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, "If you don't tell me, then I will take it as myself."

In Song Chen's incredible eyes, he explained seriously, "You were so wronged that you didn't take my clothes last time, and you were almost crying. Isn't it uncomfortable if you don't touch them, so that person is me, right?" .”

Song Chen hissed secretly, heat welled up his cheeks, and he looked away, not looking at him.

Even so, he still had a flustered feeling of being caught by Chen Lang at a glance.

Calm down and don't panic.

No, it's still embarrassing, especially if it's said in person.

Both nervousness and hotness were intimidated by Chen Lang.

The sweet and greasy milk fragrance gradually came out, Song Chen stabilized his emotions and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

After speaking, he immediately turned around to check whether there was any garbage on the ground.

Chen Lang looked at the back of him who couldn't wait to escape, sniffed the scent of milk in the air, and smiled without empathy but very satisfied.

I was so scared that the milk smell overflowed.

He packed up his things and was ready to go. Song Chen checked from the first group of seats to the group he was in, and then saw the black wristband on the aisle next to Chen Lang's seat.

Accidentally dropped it?

Song Chen picked it up, and the edge of the wristband was a little wet, probably because Chen Lang had sweated a lot just now.

But only one.

I looked down and looked around, but I didn't find the other one. I guess one fell out because it wasn't put away properly.

"Fortunately, I didn't throw it in the trash can." Song Chen curled his lips and put it back in the drawer for him.

However, the wristband was put down, and his hand was still there, and his fingertips were holding the wristband.

There is a little struggle inside.

His brows and eyes were all wrinkled, and his fair little face was full of tangles.

want to take away.

but--

Feeling a little perverted again.

But no one knew, Song Chen just squatted down and struggled slowly.

In the end, I was hard-hearted.

He pulled up his sleeves and put the wristbands on his hands.

"I didn't take it, I just picked it up for him." Song Chen put down his sleeve to cover the black wristband, returned to his seat and packed his schoolbag.

After closing the classroom door, Song Chen touched his wristband through his sleeve as he walked.

Whoever makes Chen Lang so annoying, then give it back to him later!

Immediately feel at ease.

As the game was approaching, Zhou Xue looked at his complete solution of the game and felt very satisfied.

"It's pretty good. Don't be nervous. The questions are all the same. Take it easy."

Song Chen nodded, and asked hesitantly, "Do you have to stay there for one night?"

"Yeah, after all, it's a long drive back and forth, and the exam starts at 8 o'clock in the morning." Zhou Xue looked at him and asked worriedly, "Do you have the habit of sleeping?"

That's not true, that's all.

After saying a few words for Zhou Xue to let him go, the math teacher next to him called him, "Wait a while, help the teacher bring the test papers to the classroom and distribute them."

The test paper is the unit test in the morning, and it has been changed now.

Song Chen picked up a stack and looked down to see the two characters of Chen Lang.

The three bright red numbers in the score column stabbed his eyes: 150

gas.

When he moved to the classroom, some people rushed forward to look for the test papers.

Song Chen rummaged through to find his own and took it out.

A look: 145

Even more angry!

Where is wrong?

He compared Chen Lang's with his own, and found that the big question behind him had been deducted.

Obviously the answer is the same.

So he went to watch Chen Lang's final big question.

Auxiliary lines are drawn at the same position.

The formula used is the same.

The steps are also right.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Chen Lang walking over, holding a bag of candy in his hand.

Eat and eat.

Sooner or later tooth decay.

Song Chen threw the test paper in his hand at him, "Your."

Turn around and go back to your seat to continue your research.

Hey, why is the position of the decimal point different!

When Chen Lang went back with the test paper, Jiang Yu raised his head and asked him, "Where's mine?"

Chen Lang: "Go by yourself."

Jiang Yu said angrily, "You have already gone up and you still don't help me find it!"

Looking at the score above in a blink of an eye, he clicked his tongue twice, "It's actually not a full score this time. Look, the retribution for being so stingy to my brother has come."

Chen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked at the names on the test paper with drooping eyelids.

In a good mood, I squeezed the sugar into my mouth and chewed it.

Carefully fold the test paper and put it in the book.

When I went back at night, Song Chen's parents were rarely at home, and Aunt Lin cooked a table of dishes for him to come back.

Although the dinner table was quiet and peaceful, Aunt Lin could tell that he was very happy.

After dinner, he cut fruit and put it in the living room, and made coffee for Song Chen to bring to his father.

He took it and went upstairs to the study, knocked on the door, and there was a sound from inside.

Song Qingyi was answering the phone, with a cigarette between his right fingers, when he saw Song Chen come in and pointed to the table, signaling him to put down the coffee, and then continued talking on the phone.

He didn't intend to talk to Song Chen at all.

Song Chen pursed his lips, put down his coffee, and quietly left the study.

He walked down the stairs slowly and met Ruan Ruan who was going up.

"Mom, are you going back to your room?"

"Well, there is a case that I haven't read yet." Ruan Ruan asked, "How is your study recently?"

"It's the same as before. By the way, I'm going to No. [-] Middle School to participate in a competition in a few days. Do you know that this competition is..."

"Going to No. [-] Middle School, be careful on the way, let Uncle Wang see you off." Ruan Ruan patted his head and walked upstairs quickly.

Song Chen lowered his eyelashes, cast a shadow, looked at Ruan Ruan's back and said in a low voice, "All colleges and universities in the city participate in the competition, and there will be a lot of bonuses if we win, and the school will arrange a car to take us there, so we don't need Uncle Wang. "

There was still a neatly cut fruit plate on the coffee table in the living room downstairs, and Aunt Lin picked it up and sent it to Song Chen's room.

"Eat some fruit when you are tired from writing, and be careful with your eyes."

"Thank you auntie."

Song Chen reached out and took a small tomato, which was his mother's favorite fruit.

Sweet and sour.

Same mood as him.

The homework was only half done, and Song Chen couldn't concentrate on it, always feeling inexplicably wronged.

He was spinning the pen irritably, and he was still wearing Chen Lang's wrist guard.

The speed was too fast, and the pen fell off with a snap.

Song Chen pushed away the homework, and leaned on the table with his hands on his face.

A faint after-rain breath emanated from the wristband, bringing an indescribable sense of peace of mind.

Suddenly, the phone beeped an invitation for a voice call.

Song Chen picked it up dissatisfied.

What is Zhou Ning doing!

I have said several times that no noise is allowed during homework.

However, at a glance, Chen Lang's name was displayed on the screen of the phone, and Song Chen wondered how it could be him.

He thought about hanging up but not answering, but his hand got connected habitually.

Oh day.

It's all Zhou Ning's fault!

Voice connected.

Chen Lang's slightly deep and hoarse voice came, "Song Chen——"

The author has something to say:

Song Chen denies San Lian: I don't know what you said

Chen Lang giggled: I was so scared that it smelled like milk, cute