Be good

Lin Qianxi didn't run very far.

He knew that Qin Yidong was just passing by, and he stopped running when he ran to the nearby streets.

In fact, there is no need to hide after breaking up the relationship, but this time is different, it is at the place of acquaintances, and there are a lot of memories of the past, because Qin Yidong will be afraid that seeing him in the old place will make him angry.

After wandering the street alone for more than 20 minutes, he reckoned that Qin Yidong should leave, so he returned to the shop.

Yang Rui was clearing the small dining table, when he saw him coming back, he pointed to the leftover food: "I left it for you, eat it quickly, it's completely cold."

Lin Qianxi only saw him there, turned his head to look around, but saw no one, and retreated to the door to look next door.

"Don't look," Yang Rui said, "Brother Renku left early."

Lin Qianxi asked, "Just leave like this?"

"You ran away in a flash, and others are not allowed to leave, and you still sit here and wait for you?" Yang Rui went out to throw out the trash.

Lin Qianxi thought so too, Zong Cheng must have found him quite inexplicable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner. He sat down and took a big bite of rice with his chopsticks.

Yang Rui came back soon, and only now asked: "Did you break up with Dongzi?"

Lin Qianxi lowered his head and picked up the rice, and gave a vague "hmm".

"Forget it, your own business, as long as you don't regret it."

Lin Qianxi concentrated on grilling the rice without making a sound.

Yang Rui really didn't care, he didn't even ask the reason, and turned around to do his own business.

Lin Qianxi was eating too fast, so he stopped and slowed down.

I have no regrets about the matter with Qin Yidong, the regrets are all left in the past, and the purpose of breaking up the relationship is to stop regretting.

He didn't want to, he went to think about the test paper, and he ate fast again when he thought about it, he finished the rest in a few bites, stood up and went to the next door.

Yang Rui turned to look at him from the shelf, and muttered, "I'm bewitched."

It was because of Qin Yidong's silence just now, but now he has become more energetic.

The test papers are still spread out on the pool table.

Lin Qianxi went over and picked it up to look at the question he had written. He wanted to read it again, but suddenly he found that there were three places circled with a pencil, and next to it were written: page 72, page 58, and page 91.

There are a few words at the end: read and redo.

At first glance, that brushstroke belonged to Zongcheng.He blurted out, "Fuck!"

Yang Rui stuck his head out from the next door: "Have you been shocked?"

Lin Qianxi had already put on his schoolbag and trotted out the door, half of the corner of his mouth was raised: "I really did not find the wrong person."

Zongcheng actually checked him, and marked his mistakes and everything he should look at. He has to go back and read the book to do it again.

He suddenly found out that Zongcheng's situation was better.

This person is cold and hard, but he is responsible, if he doesn't teach, he will teach well.

Not mistaken, Lin Qianxi thought, it's really fucking easy to use, very easy to use.

……

Zongcheng looked at WeChat.

It was less than eight o'clock in the morning, the school had just rang the bell for the end of the first period, and not long after he entered the classroom of Class [-], this WeChat came in.

A photo of a question paper.

The sender, Xi Ge, followed by a sentence.

--Look again?

He clicked on the photo.

Lin Qianxi took pictures of his rewritten problem-solving process, which was a bit messy, with several places altered, and possibly reworked more than once.

Zong Cheng thought that he would not be in the mood to do any more questions after meeting that Qin Yidong who ran away, but he didn't expect him to write anyway when he went back.

The test paper was taken in his hand, and one of Lin Qianxi's hands came into the camera, his fingers were slender and white.

"Hey." Jiang Hao suddenly turned around and called him.

Zongcheng tapped his hand, the picture shrank back, and he raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Appointment for a game after school?" Jiang Hao made a posture of pressing the bar: "It's been a long time since I played, and my hands are itchy. Anyway, you don't need to prepare for the exam at your level."

Zongcheng lowered his eyes to look at WeChat, and there was a new message on it.

-- Waiting for you after school.

In front of Jiang Hao, he just moved his finger and sent a question mark.

Lin Qianxi's reply popped up with a "whoosh".

--Don't say anything, I understand.

--dad.

The moment Zongcheng glanced at it, he quickly grabbed the screen with his fingers to prevent Jiang Hao from seeing it.

"Going?" Jiang Hao was still waiting for his reply.

"Let's not go," Zongcheng said, "Save your energy for reviewing, and wait until the exam is over."

"Okay." Jiang Hao is easy to talk, turned his head away, and then asked: "You have been playing billiards for a long time, have you ever had any opponents?"

Zongcheng still firmly grasped the phone: "Not before."

"That's it now?" Jiang Hao said with a smile: "Next time I call out, I'll compete with him."

Zongcheng nodded: "Next time."

Certainly not now, that guy is busy and is calling him dad.

Jiang Hao turned his head away.

Zongcheng let go of his fingers, but Lin Qianxi's "Dad" was still on it.

It may be that he didn't reply all the time, so he asked a question again.

--What about people? ? ?

Zongcheng stared at the words sent by him, tapped the button with his finger, and for no reason, the corner of his mouth moved, feeling that he was about to be moved by his sincerity, and typed a few words with his hand.

--Wait for Dad.

Lin Qianxi was waiting.

He waited until the afternoon, before the last two classes, he had already packed up his test papers and homework in advance, and went to meet Zongcheng as soon as school was over.

There are still many who won't, and the time is getting shorter and shorter. Now he seems to have a clockwork on his body.

In the afternoon, two classes were switched, and finally this class became a physical education class.

Class [-] is notorious for not loving sports, and the students in the class walk out like sloths.

Lin Qianxi packed up his things, glanced at the almost empty class, and said to himself: "Trouble."

He used to like physical education because he didn't have to sit in the classroom, but now he wished that some teacher would come and take the class, even self-study.

Exams are coming, and there are no physical education classes, which is a waste of time.

Finally stood up, kicked off the stool and went to the playground.

Walking to the door, I heard Ding Jie scolding at the back: "It's really annoying, and I'm with Class Nine again."

When Lin Qianxi heard this, he immediately turned around, took a paper from the table, folded it, and stuffed it in his pocket.

On the way to the playground, I saw a few people from Class [-], and the slackers from Class [-] were buying water in a small supermarket halfway down the road.

Lin Qianxi also went to the small supermarket, looked inside and outside, but didn't see Zongcheng, and then went to the playground.

He is familiar with the physical education teacher, so he knows that his name is Wu Chuan. Although he teaches physical education, he is very thin, not the kind of Kongwu forceful, dark and thin, nicknamed Hei Zhugan.

Hei Zhugan blew a whistle in his mouth on the playground to urge everyone, but he still felt that people were coming too late, so he let out his whistle and shouted with his mouth: "Hurry up! Today's exam, sports are not important, are they?"

No wonder the two classes were taught together. It turned out to be the last physical education class of this semester, which was used for intensive examinations.

Lin Qianxi stood on the playground, turned his head to look around, and finally saw the large troops from Class Nine coming.

Zongcheng's height advantage is too conspicuous in the crowd. His short hair is neat and neat. He is wearing a gray short-sleeved T-shirt and black slacks.

Still more than ten meters away, he turned his eyes and looked at Lin Qianxi with precision.

Lin Qianxi raised his eyebrows at him, and blinked, his eyes seemed to be whispering, and he heard Jiang Hao asking, "What are you looking at?"

"I didn't look at anything." Zong Cheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, looked away from Lin Qianxi, and turned his head as if nothing had happened.

Wu Chuan lined up boys and girls separately, according to their student numbers.

Lin Qianxi paid close attention to Zongcheng all the time. His surname started with z, and he stood at the end, a long way away from him, looking at his phone with his head down.

With a beep, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Lin Qianxi took it out, clicked on WeChat, and the head of the lighthouse sent two simple and powerful words.

--Attend class.

"?" Lin Qian glanced at him from all over the place, and he was on the move. Why was he not allowed to look around in physical education class?

"It's the test!" Wu Chuan shouted, "Use the results from last month's run for the 800-meter and 1000-meter races. Let's test 4x100 today."

In the general high school physical examination, girls run 800 meters and boys run 1000 meters.

Not Wu Chuan, he not only wants to run these things, but also likes to engage in teamwork, so he just added a 4x100 relay run, which counts as a bonus item.

The slackers in class eight were howling.

Wailing was useless, the boys and girls separated and started to form a group.

Lin Qianxi found an opportunity and sneaked to the end.

Standing there, Zongcheng suddenly felt something stabbed his lower back twice. He reached out and grabbed the bottle of water. He turned his head with ice in his hands.

Lin Qianxi looked at him from behind with curled lips, stuffed the bottle of water into his hand, and moved his mouth: "Tell me the question?"

When I came here, I went to a small supermarket to buy it specially, which is interesting enough.

Zongcheng glanced at the water in his hand, glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "I didn't ask you to attend class."

"Who's waiting so fast?" Lin Qianxi said.

It's a pity that Wu Chuan interrupted: "Boys are also getting ready... What are you doing, run around and walk around!"

"What the hell..." Lin Qianxi was caught, so he had to go back to his original position.

Zongcheng was still holding the bottle of water in his hand, there was no place to put it, so he put it in his trouser pocket first.

Jiang Hao turned back in front and asked in surprise, "He came to look for you?"

Zongcheng said: "Here we come to form a team." He pressed the bottle of water in his trouser pocket, and pulled his t-shirt to cover it.

Jiang Hao asked again: "Do you agree?"

Zongcheng replied casually: "Let's listen to the teacher's arrangement."

As a result, Wu Chuan's arrangement was very casual. Lin Qianxi was called back by him, and he directly recruited three people from Class [-] to form a group.

Three teammates, one Ding Jie, one Zhang Ren, and one Zhang Xiaojiang.

Lin Qianxi looked at the three of them and said, "Kill me."

Ding Jie and Zhang Ren are shit-stirring sticks, Zhang Xiaojiang is a coward, he drags three with one another, wanting to die.

Wu Chuan didn't hear clearly: "What are you talking about? Are you running or not?"

Lin Qianxi asked: "Will not running affect the total score of the final exam?"

"It doesn't matter, it affects my good opinion of you." Wu Chuan is a real person.

Lin Qianxi pointed to himself: "I am Lin Qianxi, teacher, do you have a good impression of me?"

Wu Chuan hadn't seen him for a long time, and now he recognized him: "Damn, it's you!"

"No, right?" Lin Qianxi could tell from his tone: "Then don't run away."

He went directly to the outside of the track and took out the test paper from his pocket.

Wu Chuan ignored him, turned around and waved his hand at the three: "Forget it, let's regroup."

When Jiang Hao saw it, he turned his head and said to Zongcheng, "As expected of Lin Pi, he was dragged to heaven."

Zongcheng had already seen the test paper in Lin Qianxi's hand, and knew what he was doing, so he glanced at Jiang Hao: "I'm about to run away, so stop talking about him."

Jiang Hao glanced at him unexpectedly, stopped talking, and turned to ask the teacher group.

Lin Qianxi sat outside the track and turned the physical education class into a self-study class by himself.

If Zong Cheng hadn't expected Zong Cheng to finish his job sooner to teach him, he would have left long ago.

He did a few multiple-choice questions on the test paper, and he didn't know if he was right, so he looked up to see where Zongcheng had progressed.

Zongcheng was making preparations and put his mobile phone and the bottle of water he gave him in the temporary storage box beside the runway.

Class [-] monitor Liu Xinyu led a group of girls to watch, even several girls from Class [-] were there.

Wu Chuan made arrangements and let Zongcheng take the last blow.

Lin Qianxi glanced at Zongcheng's teammates, and was speechless: "It's really fucking amazing..."

Besides Jiang Hao, the other two teammates are Ding Jie and Zhang Ren.

It can be seen that there is no one in the eighth class to form the two of them, Wu Chuan was directly arranged here in Zongcheng.

With the four people in place, Wu Chuan gave the order to start running.

Lin Qianxi watched, Jiang Hao's first shot was okay, needless to say the next two shots were a mess.

I guessed this result earlier.

Zhang Ren doesn't hate Zongcheng that much, but he is not good at sports, and he can't run well. Ding Jie not only can't run well, but also hates Zongcheng. This team is here to murder Zongcheng.

In the end, Zongcheng stood on the last stick and had no chance to move his feet.

Wu Chuan called to stop, and went to Zongcheng to wave: "You are a new transfer, right? You don't have any previous sports results, so let's do it again. If this one runs well, I'll just count you as a pass. It doesn't matter if you don't run well. If you make up a kilometer after class, I will count you as passing."

Zong Cheng glanced at Ding Jie and Zhang Ren who were sitting on the ground over there, his eyes were a little heavy: "OK."

Lin Qianxi stood up from the ground at once.

What the hell, I have to make up 1000 meters after class?He has already booked the get out of class time, okay?

Restart.

Zongcheng walked towards the last stick, his face was cold, it was obvious.

Even Jiang Hao could tell that he was being targeted.

With a cold face, Zong Cheng walked up to Ding Jie and paused: "I'll just say it once, run well."

Ding Jie didn't want to be blocked in the toilet again, so he said with a stiff neck, "I think so too, there's no way, it's at this level."

"Then you'll be beyond your fucking level once." Zong Cheng said coldly, and walked towards the last position.

Wu Chuan thought they were trying to get along, and shouted: "Run."

Jiang Hao rushed out first and handed the baton to Zhang Ren.

Zhang Ren took over very well, but he didn't pay attention to running, purely perfunctory, without the slightest sense of urgency, and half of the total energy consumption by one person.

Almost to Ding Jie's place, the baton is always passed on.

Suddenly, like a gust of wind, a figure rushed out of him, snatched his baton, and ran directly past Ding Jie.

The onlookers by the runway were stunned.

Tao Xue said first, "Lin Qianxi!"

Lin Qianxi grabbed the third bat and ran towards Zongcheng like the wind.

Zong Cheng didn't expect that, staring at him and rushing forward, his eyes still fixed on his face.

Lin Qianxi thrust the baton into his hand: "Run!"

"Fuck." Zong Cheng turned his head and ran out.