flirting without breaking the law

Qi Ling often thinks, if everything in this world can be predicted, if the hypothesis can be established.

If a long time ago, a god really told him: In the best time of your life, you will meet a person. The appearance of this person will not only enrich your barren life, but also brighten your dark road.

He will definitely take care of himself and become a good enough person.

If he could imagine the future a long time ago, assuming that he would not live in the abyss forever, then when he met this radiant person, would he be able to reach out without inferiority?

It's not saving, not chasing, but two torches getting closer in the thread of fate.

Qi Ling thought a lot, but the time was actually very short.

Ever since Di Chu's voice appeared on the radio, the tide in Qi Ling's heart turned upside down.Wave after wave of emotions hit the shore, like the fine foam that spews out when the beer is opened.

What would it have been like if he hadn't met Di Chu.

Unknown, Qi Ling sat down on the seat and leaned forward.The atmosphere in the classroom became a little weird. Many students sat in the front and secretly glanced back at Qi Ling's expression.

If I hadn't met Di Chu, then my current self might be changing the score in the studio, might be sleeping at home, might be taking an unknown prostitute for a ride, or might be participating in a nonsensical fight.

Whatever it might be doing, it won't be like this.

Sitting in the classroom well-behaved, listening to the radio engrossed.

More than once, Qi Ling felt that Di Chu's voice was pleasing to the ear, like a handful of natural aphrodisiacs that could make a wolf's blood boil.

But today is very different, unlike the sticky murmur around me, the indulgence in bed, the charm when singing, the seriousness of reciting texts, or the confusion when waking up in the middle of the night.

When Di Chu read "Shakespeare So19." on the radio, Qi Ling felt that his voice alone had crossed the boundaries of language.

very beautiful.Different from Di Chu at any moment, there is always a special kind of affection.

However, Qi Ling only understood the first word, Shakespeare.

But to be honest, apart from the appreciation for the voice, Qi Ling thought, what the hell are all the other things?

A scumbag has the pain of a scumbag.

I have failed English all the year round, and my listening is always like the birds singing in the Sixth Ring Road of New York.

However, something happened that shocked Qi Ling.As soon as Di Chu's voice fell, the whole class said in unison, "Shakespeare Sonnet No. 19."

Qi Ling was taken aback for a moment, he was sitting in the last row, and when he looked up, he could only see the backs of dozens of dark heads.

The accompaniment sounded on the radio, and the gentle pure music accompanied by Di Chu's standard pronunciation and affectionate and fluent poetry recitation swept the entire campus for a while.

Qi Ling could even feel the noise in the corridor gradually decreasing.

"DevTime, bluntthouthelion'spaws, Andmaketheearthdevourherowbrood;Pluckthekeehfromthefiercetiger'sjaws, Andburnthelongliv'dphoenixinherblood;"

The timing was perfectly connected, and the students' uniform and emotional translation followed: "Time, you pulled out the sharp teeth of the tiger, you ground off the lion's claws, and the mouth of blood was like a basin, the earth was devoured by you, and the phoenix died in blood." burn."

A group of loud voices spread out along the windows and doors, and the students from the next class ran over curiously and stopped outside to watch.Qi Ling has never seen students in this class recite so well, this will definitely move the Chinese teacher to tears.

Di Chu's voice gradually became passionate, and the background music also reached its next climax.Qi Ling instinctively felt that this person was right in front of his eyes, taking him back to the Middle Ages in his dreams.

It was a dark age, and it was also an age when the thoughts of literary giants collided.

Qi Ling even felt that he was in a Shakespeare theater, and the huge theater was only open for him.The bright yellow light illuminates every place like trees and marble, the stars are shining above the head, and the dark blue night sky is the curtain.

And in front of him, on the stage in front of him, Di Chu is that Shakespeare who looks like a mysterious moon.

Di Chu stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, as if the drama had reached the most impassioned stage, and with just one look, he met the only audience.

"O!carvenotwiththyhoursmylove'sfairbrow, Nordrawnoliherewiththiiquepen;Himinthycourseuntainteddoallow. Forbeauty'spatterntosucceedingmen."

Also reciting, also reciting, just like the students who performed, suddenly turned around.

Dozens of people looked at Qi Ling in unison, who froze in place.Just kidding, Qi Ling hasn't seen any battles before?But even so, Qi Ling still scratched the tip of his nose with his finger feeling uncomfortably when he suddenly accepted the attention salute from the whole class.

"Don't engrave the years on the forehead of my lover, or scribble wrinkles with an ancient stylus; don't stain him in your passing, so that he can be left as a beautiful model for future generations."

This verse was originally read emotionally, but Di Chu changed his way of interpretation. He murmured in a low voice, and seemed to be praying for ruthless time.

Fairest, most vain time, please don't hurt the ones I love.

The students entered with the music unknowingly, and the agility in the poem revealed seven or eight points unknowingly.A group of students from other classes were crowded outside the window, some whispered, and some listened carefully.

What is Class One doing?What's the situation?

The advanced student in the class?Set off a poetic wind without saying hello?

The one who was the most confused but the most devoted was Qi Ling, he was the only audience in the class.

Di Chu's voice slowly came out from the radio, and the lights of the Shakespeare Theater were turned off one by one.In the end, only the melodious lines of poetry and the flowing water of the Thames are lingering in my ears.

humming.

Qi Ling suddenly felt that whether he studied well or knew a lot had nothing to do with whether he could appreciate poems or not.

Otherwise, why can he understand the affection in these verses.

Poetry and music have no borders.

What is missing is the perception and pursuit of beauty.

Di Chunian thought: "Yet, dothyworst, oldTime: despitethywrong, Myloveshallinmyverseeverliveyoung."

The music was about to end, and the last line of the poem echoed in the classroom, on the campus, and in Qi Ling's heart for a long time.

This sentence was the only Chinese that Di Chu could read. His unique voice was sandwiched between the well-structured reading of the students, so affectionate that it made everyone's heart itch.

They read: "Time is unpredictable, and my love will never grow old in poetry."

In an instant, the world was silent.

A series of golden flowers seemed to explode in Qi Ling's ears.At that moment, as soon as the word "My Love" was uttered, huge emotions roared and exploded.The blood in the body constantly collides, heats up, burns, and finally cannot calm down.

This body can no longer bear the pretentious calm, and the cold air outside the window has become vulnerable.

Qi Ling suddenly felt a little sour.

This kid Di Chu is too good at playing.

However, the matter was not over yet, when Qi Ling was fascinated by what he was listening to, Cheng Si ran out of the classroom with a stoop, and called a few others to rush to the heartless office.

When Di Chu's "Shakespeare Sonnet No. 19" is recited, the poem ends and the song begins.

Qi Ling's eyelids twitched, and mixed screams of men and women erupted in the corridor.

"Fuck me!"

"Mom! What a big cake!"

"How many fucking floors is this? Count and count!"

"Count farts! Take pictures and take pictures! Headlines!"

When Cheng Sicong and the two boys carried the cake into the classroom steadily, the students all turned their heads and shouted at Qi Ling, "Brother Ling! Happy birthday!"

On the radio, Di Chu just started singing "Love For You".

"I love you, and pour out my sincerity. Please cherish this love. I have never told anyone my secrets, and it is the first time in my life to express my heart."

Di Chu's voice is very similar to Leslie Cheung's, and for a while I couldn't tell if it was the original singer or not.Only in the details, Qi Ling could clearly know that it was Di Chu who was singing for him seriously.

The students in the classroom smiled and said happy birthday to Qi Ling, a four-story cake was placed on the desk, Cheng Sicong arranged candles, and the students from other classes outside the window started a new round of screams.

"Oh my god, it's my birthday!"

"Qi Ling doesn't seem to know? This surprise is too romantic!"

"How can their class be so good! They are so loving!"

Qi Ling was surrounded and brought up to the podium. Facing this scene for the first time, his hands trembled a little.The radio in the ear was very close, and Di Chu continued to sing.

That lover's soft voice sang the love that belonged only to the two of them.

This kind of confession, which is open and aboveboard but extremely cryptic in front of the public, is really piercing Qi Ling's heart.

Too sensational.

"At this time, the heartstrings resonate. Then, open your feelings to people."

"Say it to me and finally accept it, and use my surname from now on. Tell me Ido, Ido!"

Qi Ling took out his mobile phone from his trouser bag, opened WeChat and sent Di Chu a sentence: IDo.

A few seconds later, there was a chuckle on the other end of the radio during the music break.

It's Di Chu.

She laughed so charmingly that Qi Ling's whole heart softened.

I would.

me too.

"And then for the rest of your life, you will use that true infatuation to prove it."

Qi Ling couldn't hold back anymore, and felt that if he didn't call Di Chu again, he would be moved to tears by himself here today.Even an idiot should realize now that during this period of time, Di Chu was preparing surprises for him in this series of abnormal phenomena.

Di Chu had already finished singing, and the announcer was making a final summary.As soon as Qi Ling made a call, Di Chu withdrew from the receiver.

"Fuck!" Qi Ling didn't wait for Di Chu to speak, "Don't fucking say 100 years! I'll prove it to you in 1000 years!"

"Hey, hey," Di Chu stopped him with a smile, "Can you be more civilized, your words are so rude."

Qi Ling organized his words, but found that he still couldn't pretend to be polite: "Damn! I really fucking love you!"

"Me too."

The microphone was turned off, and although the announcer was currently taking the main role, Di Chu's voice could still be faintly heard from the radio.The students watching the bustle outside the window didn't know what Qi Ling was doing, but only heard the vague "Me too." on the radio.

And the students in the classroom directly blew up the pot, that was simply a public show of affection!Spread dog food!

This fucking [-] point crit!

"Fuck! So nasty!"

"Brother Ling! You fucking restrain yourself! We are a group of single dogs!"

Some girls even exclaimed, how can such a boy bend? !Look at your boyfriend again: "Can't you learn from others?!"

Innocently hurting a large number of people, this birthday can be said to be quite excessive.

A group of people were making noise and wanting to wait for Di Chu to come back before eating cake, Qi Ling wondered: "Is the big break almost over, and the next class won't be there?"

Sitting on the desks of the students in the first row, Cheng Sicong raised his chin: "It's the boss in the next class, we have already asked the boss for instructions. Get approval directly, let us finish the cake and start class again."

"I'll go," Qi Ling said a little happily, "Boss really doesn't care about the importance."

"No distinction? You can say that!" Cheng Sicong hummed.

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows, is there something else hidden?

Cheng Sicong jumped off the desk in a dignified manner, put his hands on the podium, and met Qi Ling's eyes: "This is paid for with blood and sweat!"

"uh-huh?"

"When Brother Chu and some classmates go to ask for orders, we will guarantee how many places we will rise in this final exam. Brother Chu has the most difficult task! Isn't he going to be ranked in the city at the end of the semester? He has to be in the top [-] in the city!"

"Fuck me!"

Qi Ling was taken aback.

Even if he has been a scumbag for more than ten years with peace of mind, he naturally knows what it means to be in the top [-] in the city.Perhaps in Xueba's conception, one can get there by working hard, but Qi Ling can't help but put himself into it, which is harder than going to Mars.

Qi Ling couldn't speak, and could only sigh again: "Fuck."

There are so many tastes in my heart.

Di Chu is too good at flirting or pampering.

Di Chu didn't expect so many people to surround the door of their class. He squeezed into the classroom from the outside and almost lost half of his life.

As soon as he walked in, the classroom was full of cheers: "Brother Chu is back!"

"Eat the cake!"

Qi Ling looked sideways at Di Chu, who grinned generously.

Qi Ling: How dare you not tell me!

Di Chu: Is the thorn exciting, or surprise?

Amidst the clamor of the students, Di Chu stepped onto the podium.Cheng Sicong gestured like asking for credit: "This cake is enough! It's a big thief!"

"I've seen a lot." Di Chu said, "Do you want to ask other students to eat together?"

"Let's see it later, if you really can't eat it, share it out."

The whole class was still in high spirits, and none of them returned to their seats.Either surround the podium or stand in the aisle.Looking at this scene, Qi Ling took two deep breaths.

Hold.

First time having such a big birthday.

"Then what do you do next?" Qi Ling said, "Just share the cake."

Cheng Sicong hurriedly waved his hand: "Hey hey hey! Just eat the cake like this! Is it interesting!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who knew the truth knew that the housekeeper's bad intentions came out again.

What is our slogan: Do things!Do something!

Could Qi Ling not know him?Immediately reached out and nodded to him: "Be careful when you speak."

"You look down on me too much, don't you?" Cheng Sicong picked up the water glass on the nearest desk and put it in front of Qi Ling, "Before eating the cake! It must be done! I will ask you to answer three hundred times!"

"Three hundred times a fart, do you fucking eat it or not!"

"What about the sense of humor? That's just a number! Well, just a few questions."

Qi Ling looked sideways at Di Chu, Di Chu was of course happy to hear about Qi Ling being punished, but at this moment he didn't expect that since Qi Ling was punished, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Qi Ling gritted his teeth: "Say it."

Cheng Sicong cleared his throat: "First question, who chased whom?"

It's simple, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "I chased him."

The whole class let out a sigh. In the past, others were chasing Qi Ling, and it was quite interesting to hear from brother Ling that he was chasing others.

"Second question, the first time you kissed, it was mouth to mouth, not tongue kissing. Who initiated it? How long have you known each other?"

"I took the initiative, about a month."

"Fuck! So fast!" The whole class was shocked, not to mention the previous scandals, never heard of Ling Ge kissing anyone, it can be said that there is no flirt who can quickly develop this relationship within a month !

So this is the difference between Zhenggong and passing cloud? !

Di Chu didn't expect Qi Ling to be so straightforward, and he knew everything without saying anything.I was a little apprehensive, if Cheng Sicong didn't look at people any more, would he ask some offensive questions in broad daylight?

"The third question, do your parents know?"

Qi Ling snorted, it was so simple: "I know."

Such revelations have exceeded the expectations of the students, and they all took out their mobile phones and said they wanted to record!

Cheng Sicong is amazing, he only picks the questions that everyone likes to gossip!

"Fourth question, you...who will go up and who will go down?"

"I...Fuck!"

Before Qi Ling could blurt out a word, Di Chu suddenly slapped him on the back.

This time, I used all my strength, and a "pop" sounded throughout the classroom.The students were confused, Qi Ling turned to look at Di Chu.

Cheng Sicong smiled, and the whole atmosphere was once very awkward.

you still need to ask?

Don't ask.

Di Chu's series of eager movements can be summed up in four words.

Want to cover up.

I don't know who laughed, and then the whole class started to giggle like a chicken crowing, hahaha, as if infected by a virus.

The laughter still couldn't stop, those who beat the table, those who stamped their feet, and those who endured too much effort simply burst into laughter, forming a symphony in the classroom of tens of square meters.

Di Chu almost picked up the cake and smashed Cheng Si in the face, the latter looked sluggish and pursed his lips, not daring to smile in front of Di Chu.

Qi Ling couldn't hold it back for a while, and burst into laughter, putting his hands on the podium and laughing loudly: "I said baby, hahaha you...you are really too obvious!"

"Fuck!" Di Chu couldn't laugh, how could he agree to Cheng Sicong's tricks, "Housekeeper, you're done!"

"Hey, hey," Cheng Sicong rubbed his stomach, "Am I wronged? Brother Chu, you agree!"

"I agree with your big white goose!"

"My family doesn't have a big white goose!"

Di Chu shook his neck, his cervical spine clicked twice, and he walked down with his wrists: "You fucking stop! Don't run if you have the ability!"

Cheng Sicong saw that the situation was not right, and immediately hid in the crowd: "Eat the cake! Don't waste time! Eat the cake!"

Qi Ling regained his breath and pulled Di Chu back with a smile: "I'm Chu, cut the cake and clean him up later."

However, it is impossible to make a class like the fuel-efficient class No. [-] calm down. Before Qi Ling started cutting, someone was already yelling: "Brother Ling, say something! Say something!"

"Say a few words?" Qi Ling was taken aback, as if in such a situation it was necessary to say a few words or something.He put down the cutter in his hand, thought for a while, "Sure, just say a few words."

Cheng Sicong raised his hand, and the whole class fell silent.

Qi Ling seldom speaks in class, but he has seen bigger scenes, and he is not stage-frightened at this time: "It has been a year and a half since we were divided into classes. Some students may be alumni of my elementary school and junior high school." , this place is only this big, and walking around is familiar."

"As for me, I don't like reading. Thanks to everyone, I don't know when you started calling. I don't have much time in class, and I don't participate enough in many activities. To be honest, some students' names and faces I'm still not right. As for who it is, I won't say, lest you remember me for the rest of your life. Haha, let me say sorry to you first."

"This birthday, I really didn't expect it. You gave me a big surprise. Thank you, thank you very much."

Di Chu stood aside, watching his young man talking eloquently and calmly in front of the podium.

Qi Ling spoke very simple, down-to-earth, and most sincere and heart-warming.

"As I said before, this place is too small. In fact, I have always felt that there are many students in our class who are excellent, although everyone excels in different ways. But I hope, just like what I am doing now I love you the same, and I hope you can walk out of here after graduation."

"Our group is a unique existence. Even after graduation, we are likely to never see each other again. Some of them disappear in each other's life for a lifetime, and some have only one name left in the end."

Qi Ling spoke slowly, and the students listened carefully.Several of them carried their backs and wiped their eyes secretly. Speaking of parting, since ancient times, it has mostly been sad.

Qi Ling's words undoubtedly sounded the alarm for everyone.Time is running out, time to get along is really running out.

It seems that the parting is tomorrow.

"Everyone is happy today, and I won't say any more spoiling things. It's the same sentence, thank you for bringing me a lot of things that I have never felt before. I also sincerely wish you all the titles on the gold list next year. Even if you don't take learning as your life goal , and we must live our own splendor on our own path.”

After Qi Ling finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence.

Then, thunderous applause lasted for a long time.

On the contrary, Di Chu's eyes were filled with tears by Qi Ling. If you want to say that Qi Ling is a scumbag, he sees things more clearly than anyone else.

Can behave and speak.

It will also be provocative.

Cheng Si was clamoring to pull everyone back from being moved, Qi Ling, as the birthday star, was in charge of cutting the cake, and Di Chu was in charge of distributing it to everyone.Now, the people who were watching the excitement outside the classroom were jealous, calling it unfair, why didn't such a good thing happen in my class.

After Qi Ling finished cutting, he found that half of the last layer of cake was left.Cheng Sicong gave Di Chu a wink, and the latter bent his lips in understanding.

The students standing in front saw it and took a few steps back in unison.

Di Chu put down the cake in his hand and walked to Qi Ling: "Brother Ling, is there any left?"

"That's right," Qi Ling said, "How about assigning some points to the other classes?"

Di Chu picked up the cake, and said helplessly, "Yes, but I can't do it like this."

"That's right," Qi Ling frowned, "Then what should we do?"

Di Chu smiled: "It's simple, just do it this way—"

Before Qi Ling recovered, Di Chu took the cake stand and covered Qi Ling's face with the rest of the cake without hesitation.

The students below were taken aback for a moment, then reacted abruptly, and started a new round of wild laughter.Whistles, applause in an endless stream!Along with the group performers from other classes, they also laughed.

Di Chu put it away when he saw it, let go quickly, turned around and ran away.

"Fuck!" Qi Ling took down the huge cake plate covering his face in disbelief, "Di Chu!!!"

"Master is here!"

Di Chu, who had already run into the crowd, looked back confidently, smiling very awkwardly, very rascally.

Qi Ling raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, regardless of whether cream was stuffed into his nostrils, his entire upper body suffered!

"You are finished! Don't blame me for not giving you face outside!"

Di Chu was startled, Qi Ling aggressively picked up his own cake from the podium and chased him down!

The classmates who had watched the show laughed, and kept making troubles for Qi Ling while making noises, and smeared a piece of cream on his face and body every time he passed by.

Running from the front to the back, Qi Ling has become colorful, like a fucking butterfly.

Di Chu, as the perpetrator, not only showed no remorse, but also laughed at Qi Ling very coolly.However, if you walk at night for a long time, you will always encounter ghosts.I don't know who was dazzled by it, and I don't know if it was intentional.

Just as Di Chu turned his head and wanted to jump up to the podium again, a plate of butter slammed onto his face!

"Fuck me!!"

Di Chu was dumbfounded, facing what is called thunder rolling.

And behind him, another loud cry was even more frightening.

"Fuck!" Qi Ling yelled, "Who the hell dares to touch me?!"

The loser was full of grief, turned around and ran away: "Brother Chu, I was wrong!!!"

Di Chu raised his hand to wipe off the cream on his face: "You fucking don't run away!"

The scene was once—very chaotic!

It was supposed to be Qi Ling chasing Di Chu for revenge, but now it turned into Qi and Di fighting the enemy together, and finally became a classroom crowd dancing wildly.

It doesn't matter who did it first, took the remaining cream in his hand, and covered his face without saying hello to the nearest classmates.

No one cares when the class bell rings, you chase me, I chase you, the idiots in the classroom are going crazy to the end of the world.

Tired of chasing him, Di Chu ran back to his seat and hid in the corner.Qi Ling also followed back and took out a tissue to wipe his face.

"It's so crazy, like a mad dog." Qi Ling said.

Di Chu smiled: "How is it, are you having a good day today?"

"happy!"

Qi Ling turned his head, and while others were not paying attention, he stuck out his tongue to lick the cream from the corner of Di Chu's mouth.

Di Chu's cheeks were flushed, and Qi Ling blinked seductively.

"It's so fucking sweet."

Double entendre.

Di Chu said: "The bigger surprise is tomorrow."

Tomorrow is Saturday.

Before Qi Ling had time to continue asking, there was a burst of shouting from the door.

"Which bastard?!"

The whole class fell silent in an instant, and looked at the door of the class in unison.

Heartless, carrying a briefcase and a thermos cup, he just turned into the classroom door.

At this time, a large piece of butter was piled on his forehead, and the fruit pulp fell down.Being chased by someone, he unintentionally hugged the heartless boy with a cream plate, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

At that moment, there were only two words in the mind of the whole class: ohhh.

The author has something to say:

Note:"*"

① Shakespeare's sonnet No. 19 is actually a tribute to friendship.But this Shakespeare is well written, comparing a friend to a "lover".Because Chuchu read it on the radio, the teacher would definitely hear it, so Lao Qi chose this poem, which is very vague and expressive.

Personally, I like Shakespeare's poems very much. During the Renaissance, the theme of European literary sonnets: friendship and love.Shakespeare is no exception. For friendship, Shakespeare actually thinks it is more important than love.

The translations used in this article are Tianhe’s translation and Professor Liang Zongdai’s translation. After reading several versions, I finally feel that the translations of these two versions are the most popular.Hahaha, interested sweethearts can check out other translations.

② Shakespeare's sonnets, the first part is the first 126 poems, dedicated to a young nobleman, writing about friendship; the second part is from the 127th to the last, dedicated to a "black lady" describing love.