I suspect you are not a good student

Xie Chuhong came back to his senses completely, it was Zhou Shi who touched his waist with his hand.

This kiss was so indulgent that he didn't even know when his wrist was released.

"Stop moving."

Xie Chu pinched Zhou Shiyi's hand that was almost stuck under his clothes, and the voice that came out of his mouth was panting, and he buried his head in his shoulder, as if it was difficult to face himself at the moment who was in a difficult situation, and repeated again: " Don't move..."

The room was full of moonlight, Zhou Shiyi was in a stalemate with him for a moment, and finally he did as he wanted, stretched his arms into his arms, and sniffed the back of his neck.

Qiuyun and Zhou Changde didn't know whether they left or not. Anyway, when they were kissing lingeringly, there was no response outside the door.

The inside and outside of the room suddenly fell silent. Xie Chuhong grabbed the clothes on both sides of Zhou Shiyi's waist, becoming more and more sure that it was a dream again, and dared not open his eyes.

Until Zhou Shiyi touched the spine where he slammed against the door and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"painful……"

Xie Chuhong was stunned when he heard his answer.

Why does it hurt in the dream...

"I'm sorry, but I'm really angry..." The speaker's voice was hoarse, and it was far and near, but it really fell on the ear.

Thinking about it afterwards, Xie Chuhong couldn't figure out why his brain was down at the time, why he was always thinking about cigarettes, and he was even very wronged: "I just smoked a few more."

Zhou Shi only thought that what he heard was what he wanted to hear, so he left a string of kisses behind Xie Chuhong's ear: "I can't stand you finding someone else to fulfill your wish."

"...Then I will try my best not to smoke."

"Ah."

"...Uncle and aunt are so nice, don't be willful in the future."

"As much as possible."

Chickens talk to ducks, and a consensus is still reached.

·

As soon as the mid-term exam results came out for the eight-school joint exam, the entire third-year group exploded. Duan Heng took the lead, and everyone patted Bai Siming on the shoulder to congratulate.

It is said that he is a double happiness, getting rid of his ex-wife, and a double harvest in love||career.

Bai Siming didn't explain too much, and finally there was a gleam of joy on his long-sorrowed face. All the other subject offices next door came to join in the fun, and it was worth joking about Bai Siming's broken leg. It turned out that there was such a good thing waiting behind.

"Old Bai, you can do it. What kind of spinach did you eat for Xie Chuhong? It's too stable."

"Such a difficult paper is still in the test of six hundred and eight, and the third place in the joint entrance examination really gives No. [-] Middle School a face."

"What's going on with this kid Xie Chuhong? He dropped our highest score in science by [-] points."

"Question: Chi Che and Xia Wanli are also great, and 660 [-] is tied for second place. What secret recipe do you cook every day in class, Mr. Bai?"

"Ah... Chi Che is still an art student studying acting, look at our art class, he is really crazy."

When Director Tang finished his work outside and arrived late, Bai Siming was pushing his glasses modestly, saying that Chi Che's parents were very strict, and the children had to work hard.

Director Tang resolutely agreed: "Isn't it because the child works hard on his own? I should apply to the principal and give Xie Chuhong a salary for the teaching staff every month."

"That Monday, how long did he transfer here? His grades went from barely [-] to [-] in one breath by Xie Chuhong. If you raise it again, it's not impossible to get [-] in the college entrance examination." Director Tang Overjoyed, "It seems that the set of math test papers I compiled is still very useful. The pilot is successful, and it can be promoted throughout the grades!"

They are all teachers, who doesn't know that Director Tang is talking about the Arabian Nights, five hundred to five hundred, how can the gold content be the same as five hundred and five to six hundred, but everyone present is happy to agree, it is indeed remarkable.

Duan Heng was about to go to class, so he didn't have time to chatter, so he patted Bai Siming on the shoulder vigorously, left a sentence of "it's worth it", and hurriedly packed up the courseware and went to his class with a good face.

Although their class did not perform as well as Xie Chuhong, they all did well in the exam.

The news spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye, what Duan Heng said in their eleventh class was spread to the opposite liberal arts teaching building.

Just after the last class before dinner, Yi Ming couldn't help but start broadcasting the news from others to the neighbors.

When the restlessness started, Xie Chuhong, like the geography teacher on the stage who was calculating the latitude of the direct sun point in the extreme day area, thought that the conditions and angle of the question were too tricky.

Until Xia Wanli frantically "knocked" on the door with a pen cap at the back table: "Chu Hong, Chu Hong, Chu Hong!"

The loud noise alarmed the neighbor Zhou Shiyi, Xie Chuhong touched his back that was about to be pierced and turned his head.

Xia Wanli's face was full of excitement: "You are the first in the whole school in the entrance exam!"

Xie Chuhong and Zhou Shiyi: "..."

That's it?

Xia Wanli: "No! It's because your total score is higher than the highest score in science!"

The two were silent again.

Xie Chuhong: "That old Duan is so angry, is Class [-]'s exam so bad this time?"

Xia Wanli was anxious: "No! They did well in the exam too! But you are ten points higher than them!"

Chi Che leaned against the wall and listened for a long time before coming to a conclusion: "Then this science test paper should be quite difficult."

Xia Wanli: "..."

During dinner time, the whole world knew that Xie Chuhong had won the first place in the exam again.

Xie Chuhong himself didn't know that he didn't go out in the classroom, but Zhou Shiyi was outside on the outside.

The cafeteria lined up for dinner, and someone called him to jump in line; after dinner, he couldn't find a vacant seat, and someone called him that there was no one for three.Everyone asked him about Xie Chuhong's score tirelessly, even when he went shopping after eating, he couldn't escape the siege.

The commissary was crowded with people, and Zhou Shiyi was taking advantage of his height to follow the boss to buy bread, when he heard a loud voice in his ear: "Hey Zhou Shiyi!"

A completely unfamiliar voice.

Zhou Shiyi looked back in a daze, and saw a boy not far away who was also paddling his feet towards the boss's counter to pay and asked him, "Do you know how much you got in the exam at the same table?"

Zhou Shiyi: "..."

Seeing that Zhou Shiyi didn't speak, the boy thought he didn't recognize him, so he grinned and reported his family name: "It's me, Xiong Cong from Class [-], the one you just came to watch you take off your clothes!"

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd around him suddenly fell silent, and all eyes were on Zhou Shiyi.

What kind of neuropathy is this?

As soon as Zhou Shi was so embarrassed that his whole body was split apart, he accepted the bread handed out by the boss and began to squeeze out with his head buried.

Seeing someone running away, Xiong Cong didn't even want the boss to ask for change. Zhou Shiyi was caught before he even took a few steps out of the canteen.

Xiong Cong put his shoulders on his shoulders and smirked: "Handsome, don't you remember me, tomorrow we have to play volleyball finals."

After failing to slip away, Zhou Shiyi was really helpless: "I really don't know Chuhong's score, I only know that it is higher than your highest score in science."

Xiong Cong: "Yes, yes, I know he is higher than us. I have the highest score in science."

Zhou Shi paused and turned his head to look at him: "Then how many points do you have?"

It is said that Xie Chuhong is [-] points higher than science, why does this person ask him.

Xiong Cong scratched his face anxiously: "I just came to ask you because I didn't know! Our old duan is trying to tell us the result. We won't announce the results unless we win the volleyball match tomorrow."

The weather has been sunny since their midterm exams.

It was the first morning after Zhou Shiyi forcibly kissed Xie Chuhong in his bedroom.

When Zhou Shiyi returned to the classroom from the commissary, Xie Chuhong was reading a book in his seat, without looking up at him at all, and moved the seat inwards to make way for him as he turned the pages of the book.

The atmosphere was a little delicate. Zhou Shi put the bought bread and milk on his table, but Xie Chuhong refused to look at him: "I didn't ask you to bring it for me."

Zhou Shiyi asked without answering, "Have you considered it?"

"What are you thinking about..." Xie Chuhong paused, staring at the book in silence for a long time before slowly changing his words, "I'll eat when I study at night..."

This is what the two of them agreed to that night.

Xie Chuhong can not give an answer so quickly, but during the period of not giving an answer, he can't deliberately alienate Zhou Shiyi and refuse his kindness.

The bell for evening self-study rang.

Bai Siming appeared at the door on time, and immediately attracted countless attentions. Everyone was eagerly expecting him to bring the mid-term newsletter.

But Bai Siming only beckoned to Xie Chuhong, and said with a kind smile to the others: "Let's study by yourself, if you want to know the grades in advance, just be the first in the grade next time."

The whole class: "..."

The plaster cast on Bai Siming's left leg hadn't been removed yet, and it was very inconvenient to walk with a cane. Xie Chuhong looked anxiously at the side, wishing to drive him directly to the railing and tell him the result.

Pairs of small eyes in the classroom were all staring at the expressions of the two people in the corridor outside the window.

Bai Siming opened his mouth to speak, and Yi Ming, the fortune teller, said, "Our class must have done well in the exam this time."

Micro-expression expert Dan Ningyu echoed: "Otherwise, Xie Chuhong alone did well in the exam, and Lao Bai couldn't laugh just now."

A circle of people nodded in agreement, only Zhou Shiyi was anxious.

There was a wall on his right, and he couldn't see the window. All the sources of information could only be relayed to him by Chi Che and Xia Wanli in the back row.

Because of the Waterloo exam last month, Chi Che was shut up in school for the whole week before the mid-term exam.

"The two started talking." Chi Che reported, "Lao Bai's complexion is very good."

The micro-expression expert continued: "This is more than [-] exams, why do I feel like I'm going to laugh again?"

Magical fortune teller: "Pinch your fingers and do the math, and the jump will start at six hundred and six."

Bai Siming was still playing tricks outside: "How much do you think you have passed?"

Xie Chuhong secretly held his breath, guessing that he was initially consistent with Yi Ming: "There should be six hundred and six."

He scored [-] in the last weekly test.

But Bai Siming didn't answer, he leaned on the railing and grinned.

This smile made the hearts of the entire class three jump along with Xie Chuhong, and a small climax ushered in the classroom.

Micro-expression expert: "Smile, there are six hundred and seven."

The fortune teller: "I can't stop watching."

If it was only six hundred and seven, Lao Bai must have said it directly, and would not be so mysterious.

"Is it much taller than this?" Xie Chuhong tried his best to hold back, but he still couldn't hold back, and a little smile leaked from his lips.

"Tell me first, how did you figure it out, what did you mean when you said someone paid you last time?" Bai Siming took advantage of the fire, and usually asked for an answer, Xie Chuhong would definitely not say, "Isn't your father still there?" Year."

Xie Chuhong looked away: "The last time I went to play with you, someone wanted to find me, but I couldn't find it, so I asked someone to bring me a message."

"That time at the club?"

"hold head high."

Bai Siming stared at the man and thought for a while, then said in a low voice, "Your father actually helped him take the blame?"

"Almost." Xie Chuhong estimated that many people had the relevant speculations in their hearts, but few said, "He's not clean anyway, so he might as well handle it all by himself."

"The condition is that they will take care of you and your mother over there?"

"You've guessed it all, and you're still asking fart." Xie Chuhong doesn't care about anything now, he only cares about his grades, "Tell me about my score, where I am, and whether I made it into the top ten!"

"Come in!" Bai Siming hurriedly said, "The last question, who is there to tell you?"

Xie Chuhong hesitated for a moment: "Zhou Shiyi's father is a lawyer."

Bai Siming was taken aback, and he said why the relationship between the two families is so good.

Xie Chuhong had already begun to get impatient: "It's almost enough to check the household registration casually. After all, I can't..."

Bai Siming: "680 two, third."

Xie Chuhong: "?"

Xie Chuhong's face was blank.

Qiqi in the classroom gasped: "How much is this, 670?"

Sports Committee: "Impossible... The squad leader used to be around [-] or [-]. The last week's exam was [-]. It scared people to death. This time the paper is so difficult..."

Xie Chuhong was surprised, Bai Siming expected it, but Bai Siming really didn't expect him to be like this, teasing: "Whether it's your own test scores or not, why don't you have any... hiss!"

Xie Chuhong hugged him suddenly, without any warning.

If it wasn't for the crutches in his hand to support him, Bai Siming would have sat down on the ground.

"Take it easy, you're going to strangle me to death..." Bai Siming said so, but the hand he patted on Xie Chuhong's back was unusually gentle, he straightened his glasses and smiled, "I think you've always been calm, how dare you be so nervous?"

Xie Chuhong let go and said dumbly: "It's the first time to take the exam seriously, and I'm very scared."

Hearing too many compliments makes you afraid of unknowns and challenges outside your comfort zone.

"In the future, it will not be so easy to stabilize the grades as before." Bai Siming smiled understandingly.

He initially found that Xie Chuhong had a problem because his grades were too stable.No matter how difficult or easy the test paper is, it can be fixed at [-] or [-]. He has taught for so many years, and it is not that he has never taken a test paper with a score of [-], and he has never seen "a bowl of water is leveled" every time.

"Be mentally prepared."

When Xie Chuhong heard the score, on the one hand he was relieved, on the other hand he felt more pressure in his heart.

Bai Siming comforted: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you take the [-] exam again next time, at least you have confidence in your true strength."

One good grade is not enough for him to find Xie Chuhong to talk to him.

It's just a vaccination for fear that he's used to being good since he was a child, and he will fall back next time and lose his mental balance.

When Xie Chuhong hugged Bai Siming for the first time, everyone in the classroom fell silent.

Zhou Shi was the only one who didn't understand what had happened, and was so anxious that he wanted to stand up from his seat and reach his body to watch.

But soon, Xie Chuhong briefly hugged Lao Bai for a second time.

The classroom instantly boiled!

"Six hundred and eight! There must be six hundred and eight!"

"I bet 680 on my own."

The sports committee who thought it was outrageous a second ago: "Be generous, don't you look down on our monitor, 680 can't do it!"

Zhou Shiyi was always out of state until he heard the truth from Chi Che's late report.

"Chuhong hugged Lao Bai... twice?"

Zhou Shiyi: "?"

If you do well in the exam, you can just hug it once, why do you still hug it twice?

Zhou Shiyi couldn't sit still at all, but before he got up, Xia Wanli, who was behind him secretly playing with his mobile phone for some reason, unexpectedly also hugged Chi Che.

Before Chi Che had time to feel the sudden surprise carefully, he heard the person in his arms say in a trembling voice, "Six hundred and six Chi Che! I passed the six hundred and six! I'm tied for second place with you." !"

Chi Che was taken aback for a moment: "I passed the six hundred and six?"

"Yes! 660! The entrance examination ranks in the top [-]!"

Yi Ming looked at the two of them hugging each other and went crazy, pinched his fingers and counted again, quickly took out his mobile phone from the drawer, and shouted to the surroundings in a low voice: "Lao Bai sent the report card to the class group!"

All three classes: "!!!"

Watching more than half of the people in the class start to take out their mobile phones, Zhou Shiyi, who hadn't brought them today, started to be out of the situation again, sitting in the seat closest to the door, like a little child abandoned by the world, his eyes were smeared.

I was thinking about why Xie Chuhong hugged me a second time, when I heard a few "clicks" in my ears, and it was really "darkness" in front of me - the lights in the classroom were turned off.

Before everyone looked up and saw who it was, a familiar male voice said faintly: "I thought there were a lot of people with mobile phones in our class, but I didn't expect so many."

Bai Siming stood at the door, one by one, starting with Yi Ming, and dug out all the "bad faces" in the classroom.

As long as the face is bright in the dark, the name will be recorded.

Bai Siming smiled kindly: "Tomorrow, if you win the volleyball match against the old Duan's Class [-] and win the championship, the mobile phone will be returned to you. If you don't win... Anyway, the mid-term parent meeting will be held soon."

I was in Class [-] and Class [-] next to me, and I only listened to Class [-] and didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly I felt sad.

I was inexplicably screaming because I did well in the exam, and I heard the wail followed by a slogan.

"Tomorrow must win!"

Class [-] and Class [-]: "......"

It's really salty to eat radish and worry about it. People can rest easy on their grades and have already started thinking about volleyball games.

On the scene of the third class, the only one who didn't care about "class honor" at all might be Zhou Yiyi.

Now his mind is full of the words that Xie Chuhong finished whispering in his ear taking advantage of the darkness of the classroom with his arms around his neck.