flirting without breaking the law

Qi Ling is serious about catching up with Di Chu, so he should have a chasing attitude.

This way of chasing people has to be very correct, which is completely different from the casual teasing in the past.Flirting, it's just for fun, no matter how lively or ambiguous it is.Chasing people is different, as Wang Li said, chasing people while playing is not only scumbag but also inappropriate.

Qi Ling is not a scumbag, even though he is a scumbag in Qi Chi's eyes, he never feels that he is a scumbag.So now chasing Di Chu, you have to be single-minded.

Besides, in his eyes, there is only room for Di Chu.

When it comes to chasing people, I thought Qi Ling was a cliché, until Qi Chi accompanied his brother to read "On How to Pursue Your Lover", "One Hundred Ways to Make Someone Fall in Love with You", "The Concept of Love in the Twelve Constellations" with his brother all night. ".

"Brother, I didn't mean you, these things are useful?" Qi Chi looked at his phone, it's one o'clock in the middle of the night.I have to get up for school tomorrow morning.

Qi Ling sat at the desk with a notebook in his hand, and said earnestly: "According to Baidu's analysis, there are almost the same number of ways to chase people, and you won't die if you try."

Qi Chi fell on Qi Ling's bed, clutching his aching chest: "Brother, dear brother, I told you that Brother Chu is different!"

"Then what do you say?"

"Simple!" Qi Chi sat up and pointed at the wall, "Did you see this wall? You are only separated by a wall! You are a man, just go knock on his door and tell him 'I like you, give you some time Think about it, and then promise me quickly'."

Qi Ling sneered: "How dare you say that to Wen Rushui?"

……

Qi Chi hesitated, and slumped his shoulders: "Don't dare..."

"Don't dare you fuck me to trick me? Find death!" Qi Ling waved his hands irritably, "Get out! Unreliable stuff."

Qi Chi curled his lips, before closing the door of his room, he turned his head and said desperately: "Master, I am more reliable than your horoscope book no matter what!"

"Fuck." Qi Ling threw the book on the table.

Do not read do not read!Love someone!I will do it my own way!

After a while, Qi Ling picked up the book again.

Forget it, it's important to chase people.

Finally, Uncle Qi, who studied the "proposition of chasing people" all night long, finally came to a conclusion

——When chasing a person, you have to play by ear where he is most "missing"!

What is Di Chu missing?Qi Ling thought about it most of the night, idiot, lack of warmth!

So, early the next morning, when Di Chu woke up and saw Qi Ling was preparing breakfast at the dining table, he deliberately looked out the window twice, the sun was in the east.

No problem.

In fact, in Di Chu's brain circuit, the incident between the two of them last night was not worth mentioning.

Although it was a little embarrassing on the way back, everything will be fine after a night of sleep.

Di Chu attributed Qi Ling's behavior to - alcohol is a bad thing, and sperm gets on his head.

Whoever is serious is an idiot.

But to go deeper, whether Di Chu really regards Qi Ling as a drunkard, or is he resisting from the bottom of his heart that others will slowly open his heart to prevent it from penetrating into his bones.

This is unknown, you can only ask yourself.

High school holidays are always so short that they end before they even begin.

When the sparse students wandered into the school from the gate, they were discussing that they didn't have enough fun during the holidays, they didn't finish their homework, and they hurriedly copied it when they arrived in the classroom.

Comparing Di Chu and Qi Ling with others, they are not in the same class.

What is homework?have no idea.

In the eyes of the teacher, they are two proper shit stirring sticks.

Even when Heartless began the first class of the third year of high school, Di Chu and Qi Ling took out their mobile phones in a tacit understanding, ready to play a few rounds.

It is estimated that the new semester has just started, and the heartless eyes are inexplicably excited, waving a kitchen knife and a thermos cup, and gave a passionate speech on the podium.

While playing games, Di Chu picked up his ear and listened casually: "I didn't expect that the eloquence of the heartless is not bad. This will be put into the MLM organization, and it will become a cult in seconds."

"Yo, you still listened, what are you fooling around?" Qi Ling's fingers fluttered on the screen, "Come here quickly, clean up Li Bai."

"Hold on, I'm playing wild." Di Chu ignored his signal, "What can you fool, this class needs fooling? It's just that time is running out, everyone should hurry up when they have to play and learn, oh, it seems to say The puppy love that should be."

"Boss is still so sensible."

"That's not sensible, it's like he's not allowed to fall in love early, and you guys don't emit hormones."

"I'll go, it makes sense. I've cleaned up Li Bai, so you can go wild." Qi Ling nodded, and suddenly looked sideways at Di Chu, "Why don't we fall in love with each other?"

"roll."

Di Chu was a little amused by his words, but still mercilessly turned back.

Qi Ling didn't care about it: "Tsk, you're so fucking ruthless."

Di Chu glanced at him, but said nothing.

After class, Quexinyan recruited the class representative to the office, and when he came back, he was holding a lot of papers.

The students with good grades and those who were still trying to rescue themselves rushed up impatiently, and took away their papers.

Then start the standard configuration process.

——How many exams did you take?

——94 points, failed the exam!And you.

—— 92 points, the test is too bad!

——Yes, yes, try harder next time!Why!

And so on, brilliant.

The rest of the papers that were not automatically claimed were distributed manually by the class representatives.

Di Chu and Qi Ling sat in their seats and continued to play the game with their heads down, fighting heartily.

"It turns out that Di Chu's grades are so good!"

The roar of the class representative is no less than telling everyone that we have a rare gorilla, come and see!

Di Chu didn't look up, grades didn't matter to him, anyway, he didn't intend to learn before.In contrast, Cheng Sicong was much more excited.He ran over, picked up a few papers from Di Chu's desk and calculated the total score, he also opened his mouth wide in shock.

"I'll go, Di Chu, your score is the same as mine?"

Only then did Di Chu look up from the game.

It's not about the score, but Cheng Sicong's words made him feel inexplicably upset.

What does it mean to be the same as you?You are like a fool with a stick, can I be like you? !

Di Chu moved the test paper in front of him with one hand, while the other hand was still on the phone.But when he saw the scores on the test paper, he subconsciously put the mobile phone in the game into the drawer.

"Damn it, you have to hang up!" Qi Ling's eyelids twitched, this fucking cheat on his teammates.

Di Chu ignored him, and also Cheng Sicong.The class representative added a special sentence beside him: "The teacher said before that there were two tied for first place in the class, so it must be the two of you. Congratulations!"

Congratulations, shit, this kind of bad grade deserves congratulations!

Di Chu got a little angry, stacked the papers together, and began to scan one by one.

Qi Ling drove away Cheng Sicong and the class representative with his eyes, and stopped playing games.Immediately lying on the middle of the table between the two, he smiled inexplicably: "What's the matter, you find out that you can't be the first in our class, are you upset?"

"Cheng Sicong has good grades?" Di Chu unconsciously took out a red pen from the drawer.

Qi Ling didn't know if he was trying to provoke him, or if he was stating the facts: "It's okay, but you can't rank No.1 in our grade."

It means that Di Chu's score is also not ranked first.

"Oh." Di Chu responded.

"Don't be unbalanced, did you find out that you underestimated our school? What a big deal, haven't you been playing all the time before, and everyone else is learning. It is reasonable to catch up with your grades."

Qi Ling couldn't bear Di Chu's silence, after thinking about it, he still had to comfort him.

Di Chu shrugged and did not answer.

He was just surprised by this score, even if it was because he played like crazy and didn't read books, it shouldn't be such a low score.

If Principal Chen hadn't coaxed him on the day he transferred to another school: "The grades in your file are definitely the best in our school."

There are only two reasons for the terrible scores now: First, it is absolutely impossible not to read the book before the exam.Second, I took it lightly when I took the exam.

But no matter what, the result is the result, and the score is clearly placed here.

Can't find any excuses.

In the next class, Di Chu immersed himself in analyzing the test papers, drawing circles on the papers with a red pen.Qi Ling has never seen Di Chu being so serious about his studies, and it feels quite fresh.

Sitting shriveled and watching Di Chu for most of the class, his eyeballs were almost stiff, so he rubbed his eyes and prepared to do something of his own.

For the first time in class, the two of them didn't get together to fight or play games. They went on their own until another teacher changed on the podium. Di Chu raised his head and turned his neck, stacked the test papers and placed them in the upper left corner of the desk.

"Analysis finished?" Qi Ling pasted a piece of white paper in the middle of the table, and asked while writing without raising his head.

Di Chu wanted to go over to have a look, but was too lazy to move: "Well, this question is not difficult. It's too casual when I do it myself."

"Hehe," Qi Ling smiled, "Is this tone to prepare for the next exam?"

Di Chugang took out his mobile phone, put it back after thinking about it, put the book on the desk and opened it: "I am not interested in anything other than number one."

Qi Ling paused and whistled: "That's great, I found that you really like competitions."

"Alright."

"Bah, don't be shameless. I don't know which idiot almost killed me just to win or lose."

Di Chu decided to put his shamelessness to the test: "I don't know."

……

Qi Ling didn't speak, and continued to write something on the paper. The mobile phone was placed beside him, as if he was looking up something.

Di Chu estimated that everyone has bad roots.For example, I was used to pinching with Qi Ling in class before, and it was quite unaccustomed not to sneer at each other all of a sudden.He thought for a while and said, "Hey, Er Wu Que, have you changed your sex and started studying?"

"Well, there's still a lot to learn."

"Fuck? Don't push your nose on your face, what the hell are you doing?"

Qi Ling seemed to be almost finished writing. He looked up at him with a puzzled expression on his face: "I'm just studying."

Di Chu leaned over to look at it, was taken aback, and looked up at Qi Ling.

No more words came out.

Qi Ling pasted it on the white paper in the middle of the table, and wrote a few large characters at the beginning: Precautions for stomach problems.

The following terms and conditions are written quite clearly, foods to avoid, emergency treatment for stomach pain, and what medicine to keep.

Everything is available.

Di Chu could no longer pretend to be stupid: "Qi Ling, what do you mean?"

Qi Ling folded his hands, tilted the back of the chair against the wall, and put the pen in the corner of his mouth: "Don't tell me that you didn't realize that I was chasing you."

Di Chu smiled suddenly: "Tsk, classmate. If you like someone like me, you must hold on. Don't be discouraged. The party, the country and the people will give you humanitarian care."

Qi Ling kind of understood the meaning of this sentence: "Tsk, classmate. If I can't catch up with you, I really won't fuck around here."

"Then move quickly."

"Don't talk too much."

"You too."

The two of them were talking, and what was supposed to be a topic that was boundless in spring and aroused people's daydreams was turned into a duck's egg flower again.

Don't worry about it.

Qi Ling was rubbing the fire when he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Di Chu cautiously: "By the way, I have a friend who knows a psychological... consultant, do you want to... your acquired blood dizziness?" ..."

"Oh," Di Chu said, "You just say you are a psychiatrist, and let me treat your heart disease."

"Hey, if that's the case, then..."

"No." Di Chu didn't think about it at all, "I'm fine mentally."

Qi Ling frowned: "Don't be so fucking confused, the haemorrhage can be cured by 'desensitization treatment', so it's not a bad idea to go and have a look."

Di Chu quickly turned the pen in his hand: "What will happen, I will die. Is it okay?"

Qi Ling sneered, lowered his head and continued to copy "Precautions for Stomach Trouble".

Di Chu didn't expect that Qi Ling wouldn't refute, persuade, or struggle, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

regret?It shouldn't be, anyway, I decided not to go.

It's not that he will die, it's just an inexplicable conflict.Isn’t psychological counseling just about showing yourself to others, if you can’t do it yourself, so what.

Di Chu detoured into this corner and it was difficult to come out again. After thinking about it, he took out his phone and entered a few words in the Baidu search bar: desensitization treatment.

The two remained relatively silent until the last Chinese class.

People like Di Chu, who is naturally sensitive to words and writes without thinking, don't quite understand why Chinese teachers are keen on teaching composition since childhood.

How to think and how to write, just like speaking in ordinary times, it is necessary to choose a lecture outline?Although the articles written in this way have neat templates and follow the steps, most of them lose their inspiration.

There are pros and cons.In Didichu's eyes, writing can't tell the truth, it can only sing praises, which does more harm than good.

Originally, Di Chu planned to mark the key knowledge on the test paper in the book for this class, so that it would be convenient for future review.

Unexpectedly, the Chinese teacher is probably a person who cherishes talents, and just after speaking a few words on the podium, he set Di Chu on fire: "If you want to talk about the composition of this exam in our class, there is a classmate who wrote very well!"

There was a commotion in the audience, who asked the teacher to read it as a model essay.

Di Chu's eyelids twitched, and he silently put the paper in the drawer and took out the phone.

"Looks like a new classmate, what's his name Chu!" The Chinese teacher flipped through the roster on the podium, "Yes, Di Chu! Hey, this surname is quite new. Where does Di Chu sit?"

Di Chu wants to say that not only the name is fresh, but Lao Tzu is also quite fresh in your eyes.

Without the person concerned raising his or her own hand, the searchlights of the whole class swung around again.Di Chu felt that he was about to be blinded, what's wrong with these people.

Di Chu had no choice but to raise his hand, his attitude was very perfunctory.The Chinese teacher didn't know whether he thought he was shy, or he really had no eyesight: "Di Chu, please read the composition to everyone."

Fuck, what the hell, read composition?Such stupid things still happen in high school?Di Chu felt chills for a while, and sometimes he felt shy, because he felt that some of his articles were not bad.But there is absolutely no idea of ​​showing it for a while. In his concept, talents can be possessed, but there is no need to show them off at any time.

It's as indecent and inappropriate as undressing in public.

Uncle Di considers himself a shameless person.

"Teacher, my paper is missing."

Qi Ling glanced at him, fuck, it's true.

The Chinese teacher was stunned: "Didn't the papers be sent out this morning, and they disappeared?"

"Well, he ate it." Di Chu pointed to Qi Ling beside him, and the eyes of the whole class quickly shifted to Qi Ling again.

"Me?" Qi Ling pointed to himself, I'm fucking fucked.

Di Chu looked at him without blinking, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Qi Ling looked up at the teacher sensiblely: "Yes, I ate."

The whole class burst into laughter, a group of people laughed like the big white geese in the village, goose goose goose goose goose goose goose hahahaha!

Hold!Laugh at your mother.

Qi Ling bumped Di Chu with his thigh under the table, suppressing the anger, and said in a low voice, "Favour."

There are many debtors to worry about, and Di Chu sneered shamelessly: "I owe it."

The Chinese teacher could see what Di Chu meant, but fortunately he was a nice person, so he didn't make things difficult for him.He knocked on the desk to calm down dozens of big white geese.

And the following classes are even more boring-writing essays.

I still have to pay after class.

Di Chu looked up at the topic on the blackboard.

"my parents".

Toothache, headache, body aches.What the hell is which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Like a pot of boiling soup pouring down his skull, it was more exciting than the ice bucket challenge.

"Write it or not?" Qi Ling had just finished copying the precautions for stomach problems.

Di Chu took out the composition text: "Write it, how can I be worthy of the teacher's good intentions if I don't write it."

Qi Ling nodded: "Then I will also write."

Di Chu looked at him in surprise, this man seemed to be out of his mind today.

The two buried their heads in writing the composition, and raised their heads to finish writing at the same time after 5 minutes.

Work hard!

"Finished?" Di Chu asked.

"You are not." Qi Ling smiled, "Show me yours."

"Go away, you wait for mortals to appreciate it."

"How do you know if you don't look at it, let's exchange?"

Qi Ling's proposal is very tempting, everyone is curious, Di Chu really wants to see what this idiot can write.

After hesitating again and again, the two threw the notebook on the other's table.

Hurry up to see!

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows, and Di Chu wrote a few paragraphs:

My family is nothing special, just a crazy woman, a bitch, and an asshole son.The ancestors in front saw the successors be so virtuous, it was really bloody.But there is no way, we don't have a fuel-efficient lamp in our house, and we can say that we are good at burning others to illuminate ourselves.

And their life is mediocre, accomplishing nothing.No, it might have happened too, and the death was earth-shattering.The crazy woman and the infatuated kind didn't know why, but they died in the end.

The short and sinful lives of these two people taught the bastard son one thing: forgive.

Forgive those who changed their minds midway, lied and left, forgive them for appearing less and less and disappearing.

However, the jerk son is a jerk, and he has learned, but it doesn't mean he will do it.

End of the full text.

Qi Ling didn't know how to comment, but a few simple paragraphs summed up Di Chu's experience brilliantly and uniquely.It looks like a lunatic writing scribbles, but only he himself and those who really know him can understand the words written in every detail.

But it's very strange, why didn't Di Chu respond after reading his composition?

Qi Ling turned around and found that Di Chu had placed his composition in the middle of the desk, unable to read the expression on his face.

"Qi Ling." Di Chu said suddenly, "The writing is very good. The characters' expressions, language, actions, and psychological descriptions are very accurate. I give you my official account and pen, and you write."

Hold!Seeing Di Chu's sad smile, Qi Ling backed away from his chair unconsciously, as if he had lost his sense of humor.

Di Chugang smiled, but suddenly his eyes turned cold.

Slapping the composition text on Qi Ling's face, he was so angry that the double yolk eggs next door were cooked.

"My scum! Explain to me what Di Chu is under Qi Ling, what is it, what is it that his face is flushed as if he has climbed to the bliss, what is the meaning that the two of them are still unfinished, and Di Chu can't bear the loneliness and entanglement Come up! I'll fuck your uncle's Qi Ling! I'm fucking with you today!"

Qi Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, and with one hand he pulled off the notebook that Di Chu was pressing on his face, laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking.

The classroom was quite quiet, and the two had to keep the decibels to a minimum in the last row.In order not to attract the attention of the Chinese teacher, the posture of the two of them fighting was very restrained.

"I'm sorry to your parents if I don't kill you today!" Di Chu stretched out his hand and grabbed the inner side of Qi Ling's thigh, with veins popping out from the back of his hand.

"Fuck!" Qi Ling almost burst into tears, "Didn't you fucking say it was well written, fuck!"

"Well, your brother's yellow-flowered Chinese cabbage! Let you write about your parents and let you write about your parents. You fucking see what you wrote! Is this your father!"

"I'll go, if you are my dad, I still want to sleep with you."

"My day?!" Di Chu was so angry that he let go of his grip. What kind of scum can say such a thing? !

"Just kidding." Qi Ling moved the chair aside, escaping from the range of Di Chu's torment, "After all, the spring breeze is ten miles, I might as well sleep with you."

……

Di Chu had no idea of ​​cursing others, and he didn't know where he learned this coquettish talk.

After thinking about it, Di Chu clicked on the official account, ready to see if there are any new messages recently or if the readers have any new strategies that readers want.

Qi Ling glanced at the screen: "Your current income depends on the official account?"

"Yeah." Di Chu lost his anger, "Not all of them."

"Do you still have money there? Do you want to consider part-time jobs or something?"

"Not considering it at the moment." Di Chu shrugged, "I said I have millions, do you believe it?"

Qi Ling thought for a while: "After your parents left, did you sell the house in City N?"

Di Chu paused with his fingers: "Yes."

Qi Ling didn't say a word. No one else knew whether Di Chu had any money and how much money he had, and they couldn't ask.

But if he really bought the house, with this posture, he definitely didn't plan to return to N City.

Qi Ling felt bored.

On the contrary, Di Chu looked relaxed: "Don't show such a pitiful expression on this person, it's so ugly that you are fooled."

"Get out." Qi Ling moved the chair back. "How about the official account income?"

"It's okay, it depends on how much everyone rewards. Recently, I met someone who is stupid and has a lot of money. He gave me three or two hundred for each article. It feels like I'm being pampered."

Qi Ling heard that the word "support" was quite useful, and immediately smiled and said to Di Chu: "Maybe they just want to support you, or do you agree for the sake of money?"

"Do you want to go home today?"

"what?"

"Shut up if you want to go back."

Qi Ling was about to continue to refute, when the phone screen on the table suddenly lit up.

Qi Ling glanced away, then turned to Di Chu and said, "By the way, I remembered something. There is a swimming competition in the county this month, do you want to go?"

"Swimming competition?" Di Chu hadn't gotten out of the topic of nurturing, "What kind of competition. Am I going to bully people?"

"I'll go, Di Chu, I found out that you are not a bit crazy." Qi Ling smiled, "Don't forget who lost to me back then."

"If the whole county is at your level, the Chinese swimming team will have successors." Di Chu took back his composition and put it away.

"Whether you want to participate in the competition or not, don't be so fucking dawdling."

"Group or individual?"

"Mixed 400m relay."

Di Chu took out a rubber band from his bag and tied up his hair: "Who else is with me?"

"Two sports students from class seven, they invited me."

"I don't know, I don't want to go." Di Chu shrugged, "It's boring if you're average, and it's even more boring if you lose."

Qi Ling seemed to have expected him to say this, and nodded his fingers on the desk: "How about betting on the lottery, otherwise it's meaningless to let you participate like this."

"What are you betting on?" Di Chu likes competitions and challenges, and because of this, he can easily fall into Qi Ling's trap.

"Betting with the two of them, we can win the county competition."

"So confident in them?"

"Yes."

Di Chu also threw his mobile phone on the desk, and the two raised their hands and looked at each other: "Okay, what are you betting on?"

"Do you dare to bet big?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Team with them, we are champions, you wear women's clothes; we lose, I wear women's clothes."

Di Chu was taken aback for a moment, only Qi Ling, a son of a bitch, could come up with such a fucking sinister idea.

However, if you want to play, you can play big, right.

Di Chu smiled: "Then you have to let them swim faster."

"Hurry up and buy a set of women's clothes and get ready." Qi Ling touched the phone and replied to the person who sent the message just now, "Remember, it must be a short skirt."

Di Chu Yile: "When will we meet?"

Qi Ling pressed the frequency lock button and laughed wildly than him: "get out of class is over."

And when the whole class left after class in the afternoon, and Di Chu was extremely impatient, the two sports students from Class [-] arrived late.

The leader was dressed in sportswear, with short shaved hair, quite individual, kicked open the class door and walked in.

The person behind is very sunny, with a sports bag slanted behind his back, and he raised his hand to say hello.

"Yo, Brother Ling."

Di Chu raised his legs and looked sideways at Qi Ling.

"With this way of appearance, those who don't know think they are here to fight with me."

The author has something to say:

Uncle Qi's chasing chasing book begins!

Who still remembers that at the beginning, Uncle Qi took a memo to record all kinds of things he likes and dislikes in Chuchu, hahaha~

I didn't expect Uncle Qi to be so careful~

I think after the swimming competition between the two of them, it's time to change the way of getting along, for example: How about a coquettish and a pet? ? ?

Although I can't imagine Chu Chu acting like a baby at all... tsk tsk tsk...

The author suddenly: Fuck!Di Chu! ! !You actually hit the screenwriter! ! !

Uncle Di: I beat you to death today! ! !

... The author suddenly.