flirting without breaking the law

Qi Chi's dream was rather disillusioned, and before going to school in the morning, he was repeatedly warned by Di Chu.

"One, you are not allowed to come closer than one meter; two, you are not allowed to communicate beyond friendship; three, you are not allowed to be late to and from school on time. If I meet you two on the road and find that this is not the case, you should be careful at night."

Qi Chi felt a toothache when he heard this, the threat was exactly the same as his brother's before.

It's simply embarrassment.

The last one is fine, but the first two are a bit of a killer.

Di Chu doesn't care what you think, anyway, if you find a bodyguard for your sister, you have to be ascetic, and don't think about Wen Rushui.

At the beginning of the second week of school, Di Chu ushered in his first test in this school.

It came very suddenly, quite bewildered.

However, according to the detailed explanation at the front desk, it was said that it was a lack of heart and I said it last week.

Di Chu nodded, thinking that he should have been sleeping at that time, or had skipped class.

Just take the exam, just take it back and give it to Wen Qiongfang.

The mock exams are very casual, and the teacher starts after handing out the papers. Sometimes there is no invigilator, so the study committee members are simply asked to sit on the stage and supervise symbolically.

Di Chu made the papers more casually. What surprised him was that no one cheated in the whole class.

Those with good grades put their heads down and be themselves with peace of mind, and put the completed papers aside without concealing them; those with poor grades just filled in their names and got up and left;

Di Chu looked around for a week, and there was no one who even turned the pages of the book during the comprehensive examination.

The atmosphere is not clear.

Qi Ling sat on his left, and when the paper was handed out, he would also write and draw on it.I don't know what I wrote, I guess it was just scribbled.Di Chu did not feel a sense of achievement in the exam. In the past, one or two people would come to him to copy the exams.

Unexpectedly, here, heroes are useless.

Panic.

You don't need to cheat for others, and you can write quickly by yourself. Di Chu didn't even want to check after finishing.

Put the paper on the podium and go out.

Qi Ling followed, and the two stood at the door.Looking at the dilapidated playground in front of them, they stared blankly at each other.

"I'm going to have a holiday after the exam this time, and then I'll officially start my senior year in September." Qi Ling thought for a long time before choking out a lame topic.

This topic makes people listen to it, and there is no desire to talk about it at all.

Di Chu lay on the fence: "What are you doing on vacation?"

"It's only three days off, what can I do."

"Oh." Di Chu said.

Qi Ling suddenly pushed him: "Forget about going to the studio with me for three days off."

"Isn't there a dance this afternoon?" Although Di Chu liked the atmosphere in the underground plaza, he was too lazy to run outside in such a hot day.

"Band rehearsal in the morning, if you are bored, you can sit by and listen to music."

"That is, I have to follow you all the way?"

"Aren't we still competing, why not compare together?"

If Qi Ling didn't mention this, Di Chu would almost forget about it.It seemed that the two had been living together peacefully for a long time, and they didn't get angry when they first met.

It's naive to compare, but I can't find anything else to do.

Di Chu waved his hand: "Okay, life is boring anyway."

But Di Chu didn't expect that when Qi Ling went to work, he would definitely not be alone.

September is about to enter, and October is not far away.What a band needs to prepare is much more than simply singing a few songs.

In particular, Qi Ling plans to adapt it himself, saying that he wants to sing the flavor of the Crush band.

Di Chu didn't know what flavor he wanted, but sitting by the side and watching it all morning, he was still convinced by Qi Ling from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Li came down from the stage and was excited when he saw Di Chu: "Hey! Brother! Long time no see!"

Di Chu nodded, he was not so familiar with himself, and he really couldn't hook up with others.

Although it may not be the case in the heart, it seems less human on the surface.

Like a stick that doesn't understand the world.

"You and Qi Ling are living together?" Wang Li didn't regard himself as an outsider, he just opened his mouth and almost scared Di Chu to death.

"No," Di Chu looked at him with piercing eyes, "just ordinary friends."

"Ordinary friends, do you stay together every day?" Wang Li was so used to it that he didn't see the impatience in Di Chu's eyes for a while.

"It's related to being together every day?" Di Chu said, "Then what is your relationship with him?"

"Hey."

Wang Li was taken aback for a moment, and now he could hear the thorn in Di Chu's tone, he was quite a brat.Originally, when I saw Di Chu dancing that day, my favorability increased, but now I feel a little dazed when I communicate with him.

What kind of virtue is this man.

The two sat like this for a while.

Qi Ling was on stage all the time, almost everyone was beaten by him.

Where the tempo is wrong, where the strength is wrong, where the keyboard player should be highlighted, and where the drummer should be soloed.After a piece of music came down, Qi Lingfeng scolded each other furiously, then drank some water and continued to work together.

Tired just looking at it.

"Is he always like this?" Di Chu took the initiative to ask, Qi Ling usually looks lazy, he doesn't care about anything, and rarely has such a serious side.

Wang Li looked at the stage: "Basically, every time he prepares for a performance, he loses several catties. Before the first performance, he lost twelve catties."

"Such a fight." Di Chu dragged his voice, not knowing what he was thinking.

"He's like that for the things he likes. In order to protect his throat, he basically doesn't eat spicy food now." Wang Li flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, "Everyone here admires him, not because Qi Ling fights hard, but because he has sincerity. The material is solid, you have to accept it.”

"Real material?" Di Chu's biggest impression of Qi Ling was that he talked a lot, "He has a lot of material."

Wang Li smiled and waved his hands: "It's not easy for Qi Ling. He has learned to earn money by himself since the third year of junior high school, even though his family is not short of that money."

Di Chu raised his eyebrows: "Ah, really."

"His father is a gangster, and he is not cared about in N City. He just keeps talking here, and no one is allowed to touch his son. Over time, everyone who hangs around here calls him Boss Qi's son."

Di Chu frowned, what the hell is he called, xxx's son/brother/sister/brother, these kinds of titles are just for fun.

Whoever dares to call him that, won't be finished if he doesn't turn him into the big underpants of the old king next door.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Li continued: "Qi Ling's temper is even worse. At first, he was okay. He was young, so it was fine if someone called him. From the third year of junior high school or the first year of high school, anyone who doesn't have long eyes and calls him that People, just a stick. In half a year, the entire Beiba was conquered."

"Is this fucking dead?"

"Who dares to compete with him? If Qi Ling goes crazy, he might even kill himself." Wang Li laughed, "But no one can make him crazy has yet appeared."

The Qi Ling I heard from others was quite different from the Qi Ling I knew.

I feel that Qi Ling is not doing so well.

I didn't care about my parents since I was a child, and it's no different from the death of my own parents.

Di Chu wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that the box was empty again.Just staring at the stage in a daze.

Qi Ling should sing very well, otherwise he wouldn't be the lead singer.But today the microphone was not turned on, the distance was relatively far, and there were other bands walking around, so I couldn't hear what he was singing clearly.

Qi Ling was very involved in singing, whether it was his movements or expressions, as soon as he opened his mouth, he sank into his own world.

Di Chu didn't expect to be able to watch him all morning just by sitting like this.

Obsessed? Fuck.

During the lunch break, Wang Li and the others went home. In the afternoon, they danced together to give them space.

"Chu Chu, did you cast your eyes on me this morning?" Qi Ling lay reclining on the sofa, staring at the phone screen, "Oh fuck, I feel like throwing up just thinking about eating takeaway again."

"Go to the toilet, don't throw up in front of me." Di Chu stood at the table flipping through their music scores, "Do you all want to sing these songs?"

"Ah, not necessarily, I'm still screening." Qi Ling ordered a good meal and put down his phone, lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind, "But if you want to listen to any songs, you can tell me, and I will sing for you when the time comes."

"Fuck, don't say it's so nasty," Di Chu felt a chill for no reason, "You didn't have a holiday during your concert."

"Yo, I even checked the date."

"Just because you have no brains doesn't mean that others are also mentally retarded. If you don't go to the village or shop before October 20th, where can you find fake ones?"

After Di Chu finished speaking, he continued to look at the revised score in his hand.In some places, the chords were changed, and in some places, the key was raised and lowered. A sheet of music was densely packed with words, and the date when the modification was made was also marked next to it.

Di Chu compared several scores and found that Qi Ling had been doing this work for several months.

A few new scores were changed recently, and Di Chu counted the days, and several of them were changed after they returned home very late.

It seems that they often burn the midnight oil.

When Di Chu was happy, he felt a little sympathy for each other in an instant.

Thinking about the several nights during this period, the two of them rubbed the fire and teased each other, but they didn't fall asleep.

Across a wall, a desk lamp was on.Those who write the text write the text, and those who change the score change the score.

Unexpectedly, the other party knew the same thing.

Di Chu wanted to turn around and insult him, only to realize that Qi Ling had lost his voice.Turning around, Qi Ling was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

It seems that I am very tired to be able to fall asleep in such a short time.

Di Chu took out the cool summer quilt from the closet in the studio, and couldn't help but wonder why Qi Ling should sleep here often.

He walked over to cover Qi Ling, and when he bent down, he could clearly see the blue eye circles of the other party.

Di Chu felt that it might be easy for him to ignore the people around him, but he didn't expect that Qi Ling, who wandered around him every day, didn't pay much attention.

With such deep dark circles, this idiot is quite serious.

Di Chu didn't bother him, and sat on the sofa to check Weibo.

Until Qi Ling was awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone, Yu Yue sat up as if frightened.

Di Chu looked a little happy, Qi Ling took the phone and answered impatiently: "Hello? Oh, you come in directly, Studio No. [-]."

After finishing speaking, he threw the phone on the table, and was about to get off the sofa, when he found the Xia Liang quilt on his body: "Fuck, you are so kind to me? Didn't you poison my cup?"

"Coincidentally, I just injected you with HIV while you were sleeping, tell me the bank password, and prepare for your own funeral."

"I'll go, can you gain some virtue by talking?"

"Who told you to wake up and scold you?"

The two looked at each other, unable to think of words to describe each other's problems.It feels like these days, all the words that can be cursed are given to each other, and now the words are poor and peaceful.

When the takeaway was delivered, Di Chu glanced at Qi Ling's dishes.

It's really light, like feeding rabbits.

"Eat like this every time before the concert, or has it always been like this?"

"It depends on the situation. Sometimes I will let it go if I get hungry, but it will end badly." Qi Ling shrugged.

It was the first time Di Chu heard Qi Ling describe himself as having a miserable end, which was quite fresh: "Sore throat?"

"No, I'm afraid of spicy food."

……

During the rehearsal in the afternoon, there was no first time to test each other, and it was much more serious.In order to quickly get out of the dance, the two quickly got along with each other in a mood that was easy to deal with in the end.

"Here, this step, you move towards me, and I will cooperate behind you." Qi Ling honestly broke down the movements.

Di Chu followed suit, and from time to time he would adapt it himself: "When I stand on my head, if you face me from the side, will it look better?"

Qi Ling nodded: "The visual effect should be good, let's try."

The two of them danced to the music for an entire afternoon, and their earnestness surprised them all.

Just a little split on the finishing touches.

Qi Ling felt that the two of them needed to "fit together" to create a more compelling character, while Di Chu felt that it would be over after a single freeze.

It was a peaceful day, and I almost didn't quarrel over this trivial matter.

The two came out of the studio cursing, separated by a distance of two meters.This is to prevent each other from accidentally bumping into each other. In the current state, it feels like a fight if they touch each other.

Di Chuwo was walking on the road angrily, and after thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone to call Xu Lu. He hadn't heard Cucurbita's voice for a long time. It was strange.

"Hey, Chu, what evil wind brought you here." There should be a lot of people karaoke on Xu Lu's side, which is quite noisy.

"I'll give you two seconds to call from another place." Di Chu took a puff of cigarette irritably, and glanced at Qi Ling from the corner of his eye.

Found that bitch playing a game.

"Fuck, you fucking let me fly in two seconds!" Xu Lu complained on the other end of the phone, "It's sure to be a bad thing to make a call."

"Okay! Then please hang up, hurry up and hang up!"

"Don't dare, you have such a fucking smell of gunpowder, who touched your hair backwards?"

There was much less movement on Xu Lu's side, as if he had moved to a quiet place, probably the toilet.

"A slut." Di Chu said, when he raised his eyes from the ground, he found that there was a crowd in front of him, as if something had happened.

"Why are you so noisy over there, sir." Xu Lu howled weakly, "I still haven't sung a few fucking songs!"

"Wait, wait, let me see."

"Success, take a look." Xu Lu replied helplessly.

After a while, there was only a ringing on the phone.

"Chu?" Xu Lu frowned, "Di Chu, what the hell are you talking about! Di Chu?!"

Xu Lu thought the phone was on mute, so he took it down and checked, it was fine.

And when he put the receiver to his ear again, he only heard a panicked cry from across the phone.

"Di Chu—!"

Then there was the noise of the crowd and the scrambling of footsteps.

Holding the phone, Xu Lu felt a huge uneasiness in his heart, and his eyelids twitched.

Hold……

Xu Lu mechanically put the phone by his side, and instinctively told him that something happened to Di Chu.

The author has something to say:

After this chapter, it's basically sweet. Don't worry, Chuchu is my own son, so I won't do anything to him.

Why don't you guess what happened?

Not clichéd!