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Jian Zhou felt that he might be sick, and he couldn't concentrate no matter what.

In front of him is the set of physics workbooks he made during his evening self-study. Tonight's target answering progress is 0%, and every time he starts to wander before he finishes reading the questions.

He felt that Qiao Yichuan was to blame for this matter, so he came to tease him.The boy's thoughts, which were almost hidden by no one, were unintentionally pulled out by the other party at this moment, causing Jian Zhou's calm heart to stir up waves that could not be smoothed.

He stared at the exercise book, replaying what happened tonight over and over again in his mind.

Qiao Yichuan's smiling eyes when he looked at him, the note that the other party passed in class during the day, and the feeling when he hugged his waist just now.

"Fuck." Jian Zhou dropped his pen irritably, and decided to take a bath first, and then continue to do the questions after washing.

There is a small desk calendar on his desk, and the countdown to the college entrance examination has already started on it.

The wall behind him is covered with the certificates he won, various competitions, and various excellent awards, all of which remind him to redouble his efforts to ensure that the wall can be filled more and more.

He went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, tried not to think about those messy things as much as possible, but thought about the physics problem that he hadn't solved in his heart.

It's almost finished, and I reached out to touch the shower gel, but found that the bottle was empty. Jian Zhou was already irritable, but now he broke down even more. It was very slippery, and he didn't hold it properly, and it fell to the ground in a "slip".

Jian Zhou bent down to pick up the soap helplessly, and as soon as his hand touched it, something he shouldn't have thought about in his mind.

"Damn." He quickly picked up the soap, rubbed it vigorously on the bath flower, thinking anxiously: Did I take the wrong medicine today?

The most important thing was that when he was picking up the soap, he was thinking of Qiao Yichuan. In just a short moment, he imagined Qiao Yichuan bending over to pick up the soap.

Very ashamed, Jian Zhou felt that he could die.

It was a heinous crime for him to think about this before the college entrance examination.

After taking a shower, Jian Zhou found an extra plate of fruit on the table when he returned to his room.

He knew it was prepared by his mother, which made him feel even more guilty.

In this world, there is such a kind of people who can't wait to study 24 hours a day, "Learning makes me happy", this is their truest inner portrayal.

And Jian Zhou is such a person.

But instead of saying "study makes him happy", it is better to say that the sense of steadfastness brought to him by study and the sense of superiority brought to him by excellent grades make him happy.

Jian Zhou likes to be looked up to by others. He likes to stand on the podium, give a speech as an outstanding student representative, and likes to be praised wherever he goes.

He himself knew that this was caused by serious vanity, but it might be a good thing to have vanity in this regard.

Is it possible that, like Qiao Yichuan, he gangs up to fight and fights without learning and skill, and is satisfied with being regarded as the "boss" by a group of brainless supporters?

Jian Zhou thought he was ridiculous and pathetic, but he couldn't stop himself from thinking about him.

So the one who is ridiculous and sad, should be yourself, right?Jian Zhou brushed his hair distractedly, and sat back at the desk. The water droplets from his hair rolled down and dripped onto the open physics exercise book, and slowly soaked into the next page.

He took a small persimmon and read the questions while eating, but his mind was still distracted every minute, and he worked on a question for more than half an hour.

Because the efficiency was too low, it was past twelve o'clock when Jian Zhou completed today's learning tasks.

He quickly packed up his things and went to bed, reminding himself that he would have a cup of coffee tomorrow morning, so as not to affect his state of attending classes during the day because of staying up late.

While lying on the bed, Jian Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this muddled day was finally over, he was looking forward to the dawn and the arrival of a new day.

He closed his eyes, reorganized and folded those thoughts and secrets that could not be shared with others, put them back in the small corner before, and prayed silently, hoping that from now on, at least in the last six months, no one will open it again. it.

However, Jian Zhou still didn't have a good mood on the new day, because he had a dream at night, and there was a man named Qiao Yichuan in the dream.

According to the general routine of novels, if the two protagonists are boys, and one of them secretly likes the other, then the dream will be ambiguous and hot, but in fact it is not the case. In the dream, Jian Zhou and Qiao Yichuan There was a fight, and the opponent repeatedly begged for mercy.

He felt happy and upset at the same time. The happy thing was that although it was in a dream, at least he beat Qiao Yichuan to relieve his anger and found an outlet for his secret love and irritability. What was upset was that he hadn't gotten rid of it yet. Get rid of that person's shadow, and even dream about that annoying guy.

"There are no more eggs, just eat like this."

When Jian Zhou finished washing and went to the dining table to wait for his meal, his mother served cooked noodles.

He has a habit of eating an egg every morning to nourish his brain.

But if not, he wouldn't be too picky, at worst, he would go out and buy an egg during lunch at school to make up for it.

"I slept very late last night?" Jian Zhou's mother poured him a glass of honey water and put it aside, and asked.

"Well, I was in a bad mood yesterday."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw his mother frowning at him: "What's the matter? You can't be distracted at this time."

"Not distracted." Jian Zhou said with a little confidence, "Maybe it's because the weather has changed recently, and I'm going to catch a cold."

"Then take medicine to prevent it, you can't get sick now!" Mother Jian put down her chopsticks and got up to find Banlangen and Vitamin C Yinqiao Tablets.

Before going out, Jian Zhou was forced to take medicine, and his mother stuffed a few packs of medicine in his schoolbag, telling him to remember to take it before noon and evening self-study.

He felt that this scene seemed like he was a psychopath, and his doctor was extremely worried about him, and gave him thousands of warnings, fearing that his illness would endanger the stability and unity of society.

It was not only Jian Zhou who stayed up late the night before, but also Qiao Yichuan.

This is the first time ever. For a student like Qiao Yichuan, he never stays up late to study. Of course, it is not this time. Sincerely" love letter.

Qiao Yichuan was writing a love letter for the first time, with no experience, and he never thought that it would be for a boy, especially this boy was Jian Zhou.However, during this process, Qiao Yichuan actually experienced a joy he had never had before. His mind was full of Jian Zhou's surprised expression when he received the love letter.

I guess it's pretty fun.

Qiao Yichuan copied many famous quotes from famous people on the Internet, including a love letter written by a certain famous person who was widely circulated. Of course, he didn't know who this famous person was.

After all, Jian Zhou is a good student, he still doesn't want to make himself look so uneducated in front of the other party.To "chase" that guy so hard, Qiao Yichuan felt that he was enough.

What are the lyrics?Come on!He smiled slyly while thinking: If I don't act, I'm really blind!

As soon as he arrived at the class in the morning, Qiao Yichuan stood at the door and called Di Ge who was eating buns, and said mysteriously, "Go and deliver this to Jian Zhou later, just say I gave it to you."

He handed the folded love letter to Di Ge, staring at Jian Zhou's seat, the man was a little nervous before arriving in class.

"What's this?" Di Ge smelled like a bun when he opened his mouth. He took it and looked at the draft paper curiously, but he didn't dare to open it.

"Love letter." Qiao Yichuan was very proud. He raised his neck and curled his mouth, and said with a smile, "I'll give you a privilege. I'll let you open it and have a look at your brother Chuan's writing."

Di Ge felt that he was hallucinating early in the morning, and Qiao Yichuan actually wrote a love letter!

"Who is it for? Don't you mean nothing to Sang Yi?"

Qiao Yichuan was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He scratched Di Ge's head and said, "I'm chasing her? Should I still be chasing her? Of course it's for Jian Zhou!"

Di Ge was terrified, with shock written all over his face.After getting the permission, he quickly opened it, and couldn't wait to "appreciate" his "masterpiece" by Brother Chuan.

"Brother Chuan, Jianzhou's 'zhou' you wrote a little less." Di Ge pointed to the first two words, wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Qiao Yichuan leaned over and asked him, "Isn't that how Zhou wrote it?"

"No, it's a little bit up and down."

"Fart, impossible!"

"Really, I've seen the Bozhou bookstore at the gate of the school. It's two o'clock." Di Ge was very confident. In order to prove his statement to Qiao Yichuan, he even borrowed a dictionary, "Just wait, I'll give it to you check."

Qiao Yichuan rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "If you're wrong, you can go to the podium and do a striptease!"

However, the facts slapped Qiao Yichuan in the face. He closed his mouth and added a dot to the word "zhou".

"Then what, Brother Chuan, do you really want to chase him? But you even wrote his name wrong!"

"Hurry up and shut up!" Qiao Yichuan glared at him, "Follow me, haven't you seen a shit stick? If you don't read it, fold it up and send it to me!"

"... You said, you yourself are a shit-stirring stick?" Di Ge continued to be surprised, "Brother Chuan, I don't agree with you talking about yourself like that."

"Shut up, you." After Qiao Yichuan finished speaking, he felt sick and reached out to get back his love letter.

"Hey, hey, I haven't finished reading it yet!" Di Ge would never miss such a good opportunity to gossip, but if he didn't read two lines, it was another typo.

In short, a love letter with an unknown number of words and a lot of "non-original" content interspersed in it. Di Ge, a guy who has never studied hard, saw at least four mistakes. He felt that there must be more typos and wrong words, but He didn't know, and the words in this love letter were called "majestic", and there were several words that Di Ge had to guess to continue reading.

"Brother Chuan, your writing is really good, so what, you don't really want to chase him?" Di Ge always thought that last night Qiao Yichuan said that he wanted to chase Jian Zhou was just joking or deliberately trying to fix Jian Zhou, but today, Qiao Yichuan, who even wrote the [-]-character test composition like a killer, actually wrote such a long love letter to Jian Zhou. Although it was unbearably greasy, it was also a breakthrough!

"Chasing after your mother!" Qiao Yichuan felt that Di Ge was going to die, how could he really chase Jian Zhou, it was just for teasing, he had never provoked such a good student, fresh!

Qiao Yichuan had already decided since last night that before graduation, he must add a lot of color to his and Jian Zhou's high school years.

After correcting all typos in the love letter, Di Ge thoughtfully helped him draw a heart on the paper.

"Then I'll go." Jian Zhou walked into the classroom a minute ago. Di Ge looked at Jian Zhou who was arranging the desk, and asked Qiao Yichuan, "Can I just give it to him?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up! Class will start soon!" Qiao Yichuan urged Di Ge to find Jian Zhou, and sat here pretending not to care, but in fact he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

He suddenly understood those girls who wrote love letters to him, and he became nervous from the moment he sent them out, until the person responded to him.

But the problem is, he doesn't like Jian Zhou, why should he be nervous?

This question was temporarily misunderstood, so Qiao Yichuan had to deliberately turn his head away to chat with Ye Zirui who had just arrived, but in fact, he was always looking in Jian Zhou's direction from the corner of his eye.

Di Ge went and came back again. It took less than half a minute to add up. He stood by the table and said, "Brother Chuan, he doesn't want it."

"...Don't?" Qiao Yichuan was unhappy. He had devoted his whole life to writing this. He could swear that the total number of words he wrote in the past year was not as many as this love letter.

"Really." Di Ge put the love letter in front of Qiao Yichuan with a dejected expression, "Brother Chuan, the task is difficult, I choose to avoid it."

"Trash!" Qiao Yichuan grabbed the love letter and stood up from his seat. He walked towards Jian Zhou, and he could hear his heart beating every step he took, and his heart was beating like crazy, beating wildly.

"It's for you, take it!" He threw the love letter in front of Jian Zhou, and said arrogantly, "I wrote it, you must accept it."

"Why?" Jian Zhou looked up at him, "I don't care who wrote it, but I have the right to decide whether to accept it or not. No one is obliged to 'must' accept it when faced with such a thing."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" At this moment, there were already more people in the classroom. On the one hand, Qiao Yichuan didn't want people to know that he was rejected by Jian Zhou, and on the other hand, he wanted to take this opportunity to let people know that the two of them were getting mixed up and had conflicts. Gotta annoy him a little.

He stuffed the love letter directly into Jian Zhou's collar, then leaned in front of him intentionally and viciously and said, "If you don't read it, I'll be rude to you!"

The author has something to say: Qiao Yichuan's example tells everyone that you must study hard, and when writing a love letter, you must not be like him.

really shameful