Be good

Lin Qianxi later tucked the button into his collar and stuck it under his throat. During the exam, he reached out to touch it from time to time.

He has never done this kind of thing before, and he is quite stupid when he thinks about it, but Zongcheng is willing to be stupid with him, it feels very different, as if he was scratched by something in his heart, almost leading the exam by the corner of his mouth try.

The bell rang, and a group of people rushed back to the class, it was already past the end of school.

Wang Xiao threw his head on the desk and complained: "Hurry up for the college entrance examination, I can't fucking stand the exams every day!"

"Come on, look at the countdown, you have a few days to suffer." Jiang Hao answered him while tidying up his desk.

Lin Qianxi shook his pen, flipped through the question booklet on his seat to find similar question types on the test paper, and couldn't help but secretly wanted to estimate the score. When he saw Zongcheng coming in from the back door, he covered it and didn't read it.

Zongcheng put down the book and asked him, "Are the amulets useful?"

Lin Qianxi smiled: "It's useful, at least I'm not nervous."

"That's okay, no leucorrhea." Zong Cheng sat down.

Lin Qianxi glanced at the few people in front, quietly unbuttoned the collar, wrapped it around the rope and put it in his pocket, and whispered, "You can't wear the amulet all the time. You can wear it when you need it next time."

Zongcheng pulled his hand from his waist, and took off the one he had buttoned on his trouser waist, and put it in his trouser pocket: "When do you need it?"

"When it's important." Lin Qianxi said naturally.

Zong Cheng glanced at him, and pulled the corner of his mouth. A button, made so special, seemed to be a secret between the two of them.

Zhang Xiaojiang was talking at the podium, his voice still humming like a mosquito: "The head teacher told everyone that we will have a monthly leave tomorrow, and the results will be notified as soon as possible, and those who have fallen behind in the entrance examination must write a review..."

"Fuck!" Wang Xiao yelled.

The class has exploded.

Lin Qianxi's thoughts about estimating the score were ready to move again. He frowned and swayed on the seat, wondering if he could reach the goal.

Xue Sheng turned his head from the front and called Zongcheng: "Master Cheng, I want to relax after the exam. Is it okay to ask your brother to kill a few rounds today?"

Zongcheng said, "Just don't be too late."

"That's for sure, your brother is so good, he'll be home by then." Xue Sheng packed up his things and prepared to run away.

Zongcheng dragged out his schoolbag and kicked Lin Qianxi under the table.

"?" Lin Qianxi recovered and turned to look at him.

"Did you forget what you said?" He said in a low voice.

Lin Qianxi remembered, and agreed that after the exams, they would go wandering together, and they must keep their word, so they carried their hands and packed their schoolbags: "I haven't forgotten, let's go."

Wang Xiao turned around and shouted: "Brother Xi, we haven't met for a long time, let's have dinner together tonight!"

"No gathering." Lin Qianxi swung his schoolbag over his shoulder and followed Zongcheng out of the classroom.

"Damn it, they can't see other people now..." Wang Xiao muttered.

There was a sound of "click", and a small billiard hall on the side of the street was lit with half-dark lights.

Lin Qianxi stood up straight from the table, looked to the side: "Hey."

Zong Cheng held the pole and looked at him: "Huh?"

"What's next?" he asked.

They didn't go to Yang Rui's place either, they suddenly wanted to kill a game, so they came by the way, and they have been playing here for almost two hours.

So far, it's comfortable, as long as Lin Qianxi doesn't think about the fifteenth goal.

"Think about it yourself." Zong Cheng took two steps around the table: "You can do whatever you want, just don't think about test scores."

Lin Qianxi sometimes felt that he could figure out every bit of his own thoughts, and said amusedly, "You put it that way, I'm like a beast that wants to do whatever it wants."

Zong Cheng was wiping the club in his hand, and looked at him: "How do you want to do whatever you want?"

"..." Lin Qianxi stared at his eyes. The light was not bright enough, and it illuminated his eye sockets deeply. Now he suddenly felt that his gaze was deeper. This low and light sentence was suddenly full of emotion. ambiguous.

Lin Qianxi pulled his collar with his fingers, and felt that there was obvious heat around him, probably because of the arrival of summer, so he put down the club, reached for the schoolbag that was put aside, raised the corners of his mouth, and felt a stream Fluffy energy: "I don't want to fight anymore, I can't fight anymore."

What a fart, who is staring at him and still wants to play.

Zongcheng then put down his club, took his schoolbag, and said in a low voice, "Then go to my place."

Wherever he went, Lin Qianxi was absent-minded, staring at his figure when he went out, and followed him completely.

"Hey!" From far away, came the chug of a motorcycle, mixed with Wang Xiao's unclear voice: "Is it here? It's a pity that the master of Xige City won't come!"

Zong Cheng turned around and grabbed Lin Qianxi's wrist: "Hurry up."

Lin Qianxi said he wouldn't get together, so he didn't want to be bumped into. He reacted after being pulled by him, and immediately trotted out, turned into an alley and rushed towards the old building.

Returned to the old building soon.

It was very dark, the door was opened, the light was turned on, and Tom was jumping up and down towards them.

Lin Qianxi entered the door, dropped his schoolbag, and casually slumped over to the small table: "Fuck, it's fate not to mess with me, I still have to learn."

As he spoke, he was about to get up and reach for his schoolbag.

Zongcheng took the first step to take away his schoolbag: "It's agreed that I won't do the questions today."

I don't want his strings to be too tight, the pressure is already great enough.

Lin Qianxi didn't reach the schoolbag, so he leaned on the small table, flipped over the test book he had made with his fingers, and nodded: "All right."

Zongcheng also took away the test book, sat down, put the laptop in front of him, and turned it on: "I'll find you a movie to watch."

"What movie?" Lin Qianxi said intentionally, "I only watch small movies, are there any?"

"No." Zong Cheng put one hand on the back of his head: "You have such a flirtatious mouth, why don't you act it yourself."

"Fuck..." Lin Qianxi went to grab his hand, caught it, and pulled it down: "I'll act with you."

Zongcheng stared at him, as if he was about to start punishing him at any moment.

After Lin Qianxi finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, and when he saw his eyes, his heart jumped, just like the feeling in the billiard hall before, he suddenly looked around, and then remembered that Xue Sheng said that his name was Gu Yang Going to play games, no wonder there is only one Tom jumping around in the room.

"Just the two of us?" He looked at Zongcheng, still holding onto his hand.

"Yeah." Zong Cheng also looked at him, and his voice was inexplicably low: "You just found out?"

The phone rang suddenly, one sound, followed by another.

Lin Qianxi was caught off guard by the voice, and as if he came back to his senses, he cursed in a low voice, let go of his hand, and hurried to touch his phone.

There was another beep from Zongcheng's mobile phone, and the two beeps came out almost at the same time.

When Lin Qianxi opened it, he saw [Grade [-] and [-] group post] on the head, and immediately became serious, and opened it with his fingers. It was really a class message sent by Zhang Xiaojiang.

The teachers were in such a rush, they corrected one subject after the test, and until now, all the results have come out.

"This is not what I want to get the grades. They sent it, so I have to read it." He shook his phone and said.

The words were very relaxed, and when he looked down, he was already nervous. Lin Qianxi closed his mouth tightly, and opened the score sheet in picture format with his fingers. Ranking, when he saw a ranking of "26", he felt a "click" in his heart.

"Damn..." He threw the phone on the table with a "snap", bent his legs, put his arms on his knees, and his chest began to rise and fall slowly and forcefully.

Zongcheng held his mobile phone and looked up: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qianxi gritted his teeth, twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't smile: "I'm going to write a damn self-criticism, it's a step back from the entrance exam."

I don’t know why, but I’m obviously mentally prepared, but it’s still hard to see this result. How did I overcome the hurdles of track and field and billiards, and at the most critical moment, I still blocked another one.

After brushing so many questions, is it still not enough?

It's not working now, what if the college entrance examination is even worse?

Can't think, can't, when these two words came out, I felt that my chest was very tight, Lin Qianxi squeezed the palm of his hand.

Zong Cheng took his mobile phone, swiped it open while the screen was still on, and suddenly asked, "Did you know that there are also rankings for single subjects this time?"

"Really?" Lin Qianxi looked aside.

"You are ranked 26th in Chinese." Zongcheng said, "I see that your score is clearly up to the standard. Have you seen everything else clearly?"

Lin Qianxi was taken aback, grabbed the phone, and swiped to read again. The electronic version of the form was definitely not as clear as the paper form, and if he was not careful, he would miss it. He swiped all the way to the far right, and saw the total score ranking: 14 .

"Fourteen?" He raised his head, a little confused: "Fuck me? I'm fourteen!"

Zongcheng said jokingly, "Fool Fourteen."

Lin Qianxi jumped up almost instantly, so startled that Tom next to him yelped, and he rushed directly to the balcony.

Zongcheng followed, and saw him grabbing the railing with both hands, poking his face out, and yelling: "You are so awesome, Brother Xi! Fourteenth place!!! You are the most outstanding!!!"

His roar echoed up and down the whole old building, and someone opened the window with a "hula" sound, as if looking for the source of the sound.

Zong Cheng allowed him to shout, and raised the corner of his mouth: "No matter how excited you are, don't jump off the building."

Lin Qianxi turned her head, her chest was still heaving violently, this time she was happy, even the blue under-eye circles that had stayed up all night were glowing, she walked to the door, curled her lips and called, "Instructor, let's celebrate."

Zongcheng asked: "How to celebrate?"

Lin Qianxi said to his face, "I have an idea from before."

"what idea?"

He laughed deeply: "I won the national championship and entered the top fifteen, isn't it awesome?"

"Well," Zongcheng asked, "what's your idea?"

Lin Qianxi pointed to his nose: "I'm so awesome, why don't you call me Dad?"

"..." Zongcheng raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

"I want you to call me Dad!" Lin Qianxi tugged at his collar: "Didn't you say that I want to mess around like I want? You won't even call me Dad?"

Zong Cheng stared at him: "Say it again."

"Fuck, stingy." Lin Qianxi deliberately pushed him and walked into the house.

Two footsteps sounded behind him, followed by his arm being grabbed suddenly. When he turned his head, Zong Cheng grabbed his arm and pulled him back: "Where did these ideas come from?"

"Can't you?" Lin Qianxi hooked his empty arms around his neck, and pushed his legs against his lower abdomen: "Should I scream?"

Zong Cheng moved away, and suddenly came close, grabbed his waist, kicked open the door of the room, and pushed him in.

"..." Lin Qianxi didn't utter a single swear word, only heard the sound of the door closing, and the person was already pressed behind the door.

Zongcheng lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Change the way to celebrate." In the next second, he directly gagged his mouth.

Lin Qianxi's lips were pried open, and the tip of his tongue was wrapped around him. He was so aggressive that he didn't even give him a chance to react.Lin Qianxi hugged his neck with his backhand, and entangled him fiercely, but he suddenly relaxed again, and traced on his lips one by one.

The breathing between the mouth and nose became heavy at once, one exhale, one inhale, Lin Qianxi's scalp was numb, and he stretched out his hand to "squeak" and pulled his coat away.

Tightening his waist, Zongcheng hugged him, stepped back, reached the edge of the bed in a few steps, and pushed him down.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark, Lin Qianxi was pressing the bed with his back, the bed was very small, and people were crowded together, when he heard the sound of drawers being opened, Zong Cheng was fumbling for something inside, he guessed it was another birthday present, and started thinking Unconsciously, he jumped faster, and suddenly his clothes were thrown off.

The familiar feeling came out again, his temples twitched, his hands were propped on the side of the bed, his whole body was stretched into a tight string, his ears were about to rumble, he reacted suddenly, turned over, and pressed down In the past, panting, tight voice: "Don't forget what you said, I want to be on top."

Zongcheng was pressed down on his back, with his arms still around his back, and said in a deep voice, "Well, I didn't forget, Dad asked you to be on top."

"You're fucking coquettish too!" Lin Qianxi grabbed his collar and grabbed his legs, obviously feeling his tight waist when he sat up a little bit, against his legs.

There are two extra hands on the waist, Zongcheng's hands.

Then he was suddenly pressed hard and pushed.

Lin Qianxi leaned back, stretched his hands, and suddenly let out a muffled groan, his brain almost exploded: "Fuck! No! You fucking..."

Zongcheng tightened his grip, his voice sank, and he faintly smiled: "What the hell am I doing?"

"Zongcheng!" Lin Qianxi touched him with his arm and grabbed him hard, wanting to punch him. The next moment, his body went numb, and he grabbed the bed sheet again.

After a long time, there was some noise outside, the door opened, there were a few light footsteps, Tom yelled twice, and then there was the voice of Gu Yang talking to himself: "Why is the computer turned on and not turned off..."

Lin Qianxi was pressing Zongcheng's shoulders in the room, his chest was heaving violently, he was clenching his teeth tightly, his legs and waist were stretched into a thread.

"Brother?" Gu Yang tried to call, then said to himself, and walked away: "Have you gone out, isn't the schoolbag here..." Then his door closed with a soft sound.

As soon as Lin Qianxi moved, he was hugged tightly by Zongcheng's arms. They were so close that they could even hear their violent heartbeats.