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Jian Zhou feels that he may not have a good mentality recently and is too easily influenced by the outside world.

Just one Qiao Yichuan could make him distracted in class, and he was even talking about taking the S university exam. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he wanted to grab Qiao Yichuan's collar and beat him up.

During evening self-study, the students in the last row of the classroom were whispering again. For some reason, Qiao Yichuan's voice seemed to be extra loud, and every word could reach his ears.

He didn't want to admit that it was because he paid too much attention to Qiao Yichuan, so he could only throw the blame on Qiao Yichuan's head.

There are three classes in the evening self-study in No. [-] Middle School. The first two classes are taught by teachers, and the third class is an hour. The whole class is self-study. Generally speaking, if it is not the class of the head teacher, other teachers will go home, and occasionally there will be teaching The teacher from the office came to check on the discipline.

What Jian Zhou likes most is the third self-study class. It takes a long time and can be used to solve those difficult problems.

But today those people behind were too noisy, and he couldn't calm down at all.

The more this happened, the more upset he was. His mind was full of the image he had imagined of Qiao Yichuan laughing and joking with others, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Be quiet!" Jian Zhou jumped up from his chair and said angrily to the students behind him.

Those "top students" in the last row raised their heads upon hearing the sound, and only then did Jian Zhou see that Qiao Yichuan had put his feet on the desk, folded his arms around his chest, and had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth. , a complete bastard.

Although Jian Zhou is the class monitor, he seldom manages the affairs of the class, such as maintaining discipline, the deputy class monitor Shen Weiwei is better than him.It's just that Shen Weiwei asked for leave today because of illness, and the class has become like this. Even if Jian Zhou doesn't want to, he has to say something.

He got angry seeing Qiao Yichuan like that, so he turned around and said, "Qiao Yichuan, put your feet down, throw away the cigarette, either be quiet or go out."

It was rare for Qiao Yichuan to see Jian Zhou stand up and speak out in such a tough manner, but he felt that this person was lazy rather than timid.Qiao Yichuan could tell that Jian Zhou didn't bother to care about other things except his own, so he, who had seen through Jian Zhou long ago, labeled the monitor as "selfish" in his heart.

"Is the school run by your family?" Qiao Yichuan didn't move, and looked at him with a smile while maintaining his original posture, "I'll just go out if you let me out?"

When he was talking, the cigarette in his mouth dangled back and forth, making Jian Zhou upset.

"You must observe discipline in the classroom. You don't need to study, but don't affect other people!" Jian Zhou is not good at preaching. At this time, he wished that he was also the kind of poor student who could do his hands but not speak, and rushed directly to beat people .

But he couldn't. Fighting in school would at least be a warning.

And the other party was Qiao Yichuan, so he still felt that he could bear it as much as he could.

Qiao Yichuan was still looking at Jian Zhou with a playful smile, and even made a funny face at him on purpose.

The anger in Jian Zhou's heart surged up. At first, seeing Qiao Yichuan laughing so happily with those people, his chest was tight, but now this guy talked back to him because the teacher was not there.Jian Zhou put down the pen in his hand, left his seat and walked towards Qiao Yichuan. Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he snatched the cigarette from the other party's mouth and threw it on the ground.

This wasn't over yet, Jian Zhou suddenly grabbed Qiao Yichuan's trouser legs of his school uniform pants, lifted his legs off with a look of disgust and shook him violently, causing Qiao Yichuan to almost fall off his chair.

"Qiao Yichuan," Jian Zhou said, looking at him fiercely, "I'm too lazy to care about you, but if you influence me again, I'll really be rude to you."

The people next to him burst out laughing, and they all watched the fun with enthusiasm. Qiao Yichuan also slowly raised his eyebrows, and said to Jian Zhou happily, "What are you going to do to me?"

While talking, he covered his skirt with his hands, and said meanly: "Squad leader, he is a boy from a good family!"

His voice was very loud. After he finished speaking, the whole class laughed. Jian Zhou ground his teeth, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. As long as you shut up, I'll do anything." Won't do it to you."

Jian Zhou glanced at the watch on the class wall. He had already wasted 5 minutes on Qiao Yichuan.

He turned back and took another look at Qiao Yichuan. This guy was still looking at him and smiling, and he didn't know how thick-skinned he was.

Jian Zhou ignored him and walked to his seat.

Qiao Yichuan suddenly became interested, and asked loudly while lying on the table: "Squad leader, do you like me?"

The classmates in the class started to make noise again, but Jian Zhou's heart felt "thud", but on the surface he still had the expression that everyone was most familiar with, and he said impatiently, "Everyone be quiet!"

The rest of the class really fell silent, Jian Zhou turned around and said to Qiao Yichuan, "You think too much, I'm not blind yet."

After Jian Zhou returned to his seat, the rest of the class gradually calmed down, and began to do questions or review textbooks by themselves.

The people in the last row also returned to the state just now. They should talk and play around. What Jian Zhou did just now did not affect them at all.

Except Qiao Yichuan.

"Brother Chuan, Brother Chuan, play backgammon!" Ye Zirui at the same table took out a notebook and began to draw lines on it.

"What the hell!" Qiao Yichuan was still looking at Jian Zhou, although at this moment the man only left him with an indifferent back.

"Ah?" Ye Zirui looked at him in surprise.

Di Ge sneaked up to Qiao Yichuan's table from behind, squatted there, watched Jian Zhou with him, and asked, "Brother Chuan, are you blocking him at night? This kid is too arrogant, really..."

"I decided to chase him." Qiao Yichuan's eyes were already glued to Jian Zhou's body, more firmly than 502, and he couldn't even tear them off.

"What?" Di Ge and Ye Zirui were stunned, their eyes widened, they both thought they were hallucinating, and asked in unison, "Who are you chasing?"

"Jane, Zhou." Qiao Yichuan leaned back on the chair, and said with a smile, "How wonderful our monitor is. He is handsome and good at studying. It is said that his parents are both teachers, right? His tutor is good and perfect. Lover."

Di Ge was dumbfounded, and reminded in a low voice: "Well, Brother Chuan, Jian Zhou is a man."

"I know." Qiao Yichuan glared at him, "I'm not blind yet."

Di Ge stepped back and leaned against the leg of the table next door, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Brother Chuan, it's been two years since I realized that you have such a habit, my god. "

Di Ge felt that Qiao Yichuan's "I'm not blind" just now sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

"Shut up!" Qiao Yichuan waved his hand, "Hurry up and go back, tell the people over there not to make noise, and be quiet in class!"

Di Ge and Ye Zirui looked at each other again, as if they wanted to share their fright with each other.

Qiao Yichuan reached out his hand and said to Ye Zirui, "Give me a piece of paper."

Ye Zirui quickly tore a piece of paper from the notebook and handed it to him.

Qiao Yichuan took out his pen and wrote on the paper: Jian Zhou, do you like me?

Then write your own name on the signature, and finally stack the boards neatly, write the word "Jian Zhou" on the outermost side, and hand it to the front for them to pass to Jian Zhou.

Qiao Yichuan felt very refreshed, refreshed in the heart, refreshed in the body, and felt refreshed even in his pores.

When writing down Jian Zhou's name, Qiao Yichuan suddenly felt something weird. He could almost imagine the other party's expression after opening the note and seeing those words.

Ye Zirui also received a note from Di Ge.

Di Ge asked him: What happened to Brother Chuan?

Ye Zirui turned to look at Di Ge, and the two communicated with body language with weird expressions.

Qiao Yichuan didn't notice the little movements of the two of them, because all his energy was focused on Jian Zhou.

He watched his note pass all the way to Jian Zhou, and began to expect that the man would turn around after reading it, and angrily crumpled it into a ball of paper and threw it back.

In that case, he can make a fuss again.

However, Jian Zhou didn't. After reading it, he stuffed the note into the table and continued to study quietly.

"Fuck." Qiao Yichuan rolled his eyes, "It's so fucking boring."

Because the two seats were far apart, Qiao Yichuan actually didn't see all of Jian Zhou's reactions.

When the note was passed, Jian Zhou opened it inexplicably, and when he saw the sentence written on the paper, he clenched his fists and wanted to beat Qiao Yichuan, but after all, it was impossible, and if it was so If you do it, if you don't say anything else, just talk about Qiao Yichuan, and you will definitely be pestered endlessly.

Emotionally, he wanted to have more contact with Qiao Yichuan, but his rationality told him to wait.

Whether it was dealing with a tortured little bastard like Qiao Yichuan, or dealing with the feelings that he was about to break through and pray for nourishment, cold treatment was the best way.

He threw the note into the table, but the hand holding the pen froze there, unable to continue working on the question no matter what.

My mind is in a mess, my heart is restless, and I can't do anything.

He was very annoying and felt that today was a day of failure.

To his surprise, the guys in the back row became quiet. Since he went to the back to make a fuss, no one made any noise in the classroom.

Jian Zhou wanted to look back to see what was going on, how could those troublesome spirits be so obedient, but he didn't dare, because he always felt that he could meet Qiao Yichuan's eyes as soon as he turned his head.

This feeling is really unbearable.

Until the bell rang after school, the physics problem was still where it was just now. Jian Zhou closed the exercise book irritably, packed up his things and prepared to go home.

He followed the flow of people outside, and the street lamps on the playground became dimmer and dimmer.

Instead of following everyone from the plastic runway to the door, he made a detour and took the path outside the runway.

There is no lighting equipment installed on this path, and all the light comes from the street lights on the road outside the school.

On the left is the high wall of the campus, and on the right is a row of lush pine trees. These trees are like this all year round, and can tightly block people on the other side.

When he was upset, he liked to walk this road, it was dark and narrow, as if after walking through it, all the bad things were swallowed up by the little monsters hiding in the darkness.

Coming out of the small path, further forward is where he parked his bicycle.

All the bicycles were divided into areas according to the class. He found his own car familiarly, unlocked it, pushed the car, and went out of the school. Occasionally, he met someone he knew and said hello casually.

"Jian Zhou!"

He was about to step on the pedal when he heard someone calling him, and when he turned around, he saw Qiao Yichuan running over panting with his schoolbag on his back.

He suddenly panicked, turned around quickly, stepped on the bicycle and prepared to "run away".

When Qiao Yichuan saw that he was about to run, he speeded up and grabbed the other's schoolbag before Jian Zhou walked away.

"Fuck! Are you fucking sick?" Although Jian Zhou is an unparalleled good student in the eyes of his teachers and parents, it doesn't mean that he is the kind of submissive little rabbit who is slaughtered by others. On the contrary, he has a very bad temper. All day long, he had no expression on his face, showing a look of indifference to the world, just because he was too lazy to use his strength and energy on those useless efforts.

"Oh, you also know how to swear?" Qiao Yichuan looked at Jian Zhou who was almost "overturned" by himself, and laughed out of surprise, "Squad leader, you are very energetic in swearing."

"Is there something wrong with you?" Jian Zhou felt a little guilty, he didn't dare to look Qiao Yichuan in the eyes, so he could only push and push him, hoping that this guy would go away quickly.

"That's right, there's something wrong, and I can't take care of myself." Qiao Yichuan raised his long legs, stepped onto the back seat of the bicycle, patted him and said, "Let's take a ride, my driver didn't come to pick me up today, so you take me home. "

A sullen feeling suddenly rose in Jian Zhou's chest, wishing he could take out a hand grenade and blow up the whole street. For a person with ghosts in his heart, this kind of behavior was too ambiguous.He lowered his head, looked at Qiao Yichuan's arm from behind, took a deep breath, and said to him in a cold voice, "Can't you get out of my car by yourself?"

"No!" Qiao Yichuan's ability to play tricks is top-notch. When Jian Zhou asked, he hugged him even tighter, and his whole face was stuck to Jian Zhou's schoolbag.

Jian Zhou was really about to go berserk this time, he couldn't beat someone up, otherwise he would definitely beat Qiao Yichuan to the ground now.

He clenched his handle tightly with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other, then raised his elbow, and suddenly kicked back hard.

"Fuck!" Qiao Yichuan wailed, let go of Jian Zhou, got off his bicycle, and dropped his schoolbag on the ground.

While Qiao Yichuan was clutching his heart and cursing in pain, Jian Zhou quickly ran away on his bicycle.

"Fuck!" Qiao Yichuan couldn't speak other than this word, he felt like his ribs were about to fall apart from Jian Zhou's kick.

Seeing that a guy with little strength could strike so hard, Qiao Yichuan thought: I should drag you to fight with people from the vocational high school, and kill those idiots instantly.