I suspect you are not a good student

In the carriage, a few golf players fell silent, and the remaining girls were chatting and laughing.

Not to mention the two couples who were in the same situation. Yi Ming was assigned to another car, and the sports committee was tired. He hugged the back of the front seat and closed his eyes.

The game was not only physically exhausting, but also quarreled and stalemate, and mentally exhausted.

It was on the way home that Luo Tian suddenly realized that he had forgotten his sister when he received the thank you and Zhou Hezhao from Luo Yaoyao.

Luo Yaoyao didn't know what ecstasy soup she had poured into those senior girls, she was sitting in the car arm in arm with the neighbor next door, chatting happily, the photo was naturally taken at this time.

Xia Wanli is small, and being squeezed together with Chi Che is not as uncomfortable as Xie Chuhong's waist hooked, but they both blushed and looked as quiet as chickens, which made the girls find it funny, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures. lively.

Luo Yaoyao was sitting in the same row as them, and after taking pictures of the two people who were curled up in the back row, sticking closer together, she casually showed it off to his brother with an emoji.

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The girls wanted to take pictures, but the four of them didn't stop them, their hands were hanging down neatly on their lower body, they were very cute.

Bai Siming laughed while listening to the students in the back seat broadcasting class photos, and knew what was going on.

Xie Chuhong didn't tell Zhou Shiyi, he really didn't expect Chi Che and Xia Wanli to have problems, after all, Chi Che's kind of family, it's really hard to imagine what kind of trouble will happen then.

When they arrived at the place, the girls got out of the car one after another. The four people who were left at the bottom of the two rows of seats were humble to each other and sat motionless, all meaning to wait for the other to get off first.

Standing at the door of the van, the sports committee was puzzled: "What's the matter, don't you plan to eat hot pot?"

The four found the same embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Xia Wanli quickly took off his school uniform jacket and threw it on Chi Che's waist, then ducked out and ran with only a sleeveless T-shirt on.

People outside asked him what to do when he was cold.

Xia Wanli fanned back and forth at the blush that spread from her face to the base of her neck: "The school uniform is too ugly, it's stupid to wear it to the mall."

When Chi Che got out of the car with Xia Wanli's clothes in his arms, he was wearing one and was holding another in his hand. Sure enough, a girl took the initiative to open her bag and wanted him to stuff it into it.

Chi Che retreated three steps straight away, as if he was afraid that the other party would be too enthusiastic and snatch his clothes directly, and laughed like a breeze: "This time I can win the game, thanks to Boss Xia's serve, help him get the clothes, it should be of."

Later, Xie Chuhong and Zhou Shiyi did the same, using their coats as cover, and as soon as they got out of the car, Xia Wanli scolded: "I have a ghost in my heart, let him take it."

The two people who also had "ghosts" in their hearts felt pain in their knees.

They have a whole class of forty people. Naturally, they can't gather everyone under the signboard of other people's shopping malls before going in. It's the same as what they are doing.

Everyone had already agreed in the class group that the first ones would go in first, and wait for Lao Bai to park the car and go to the hot pot restaurant before counting the number of people.

Chi Che kept Xia Wanli's coat in his hand, Xie Chuhong couldn't ask, so he could only quietly approach the person beside him who couldn't see the expression: "...are you alright?"

Although they just won the volleyball match, the awkwardness between the two is still there.

Zhou Shiyi stared at the escalator under his feet, his eyes and his nose, his nose and his heart.

Xie Chuhong hesitated for a moment, and leaned closer to him: "When was the last time you hit me?"

"..."

"last month?"

"..."

"Last week?"

"..."

"It can't be more than two months, right?" Xie Chuhong was gradually dumbfounded, it was too long.

As a result, Zhou Shiyi: "... last night."

Xie Chuhong: "?"

The hardness he felt in the car before made him not think about it at all.

Xie Chuhong choked, if it was really last night, then he was thinking about who called, so don't even ask.

Zhou Shiyi glanced at him indifferently and added, "I've said it all, I'm not joking."

Xie Chuhong: "..."

He admitted that he was "passive and sabotage" before, thinking that his brother was just a child at heart, trying to find something new, but he didn't understand it at all.

Who would have thought that it would be "clarified" in this way.

Xia Wanli saw the temperature on his face go down, but Xie Chuhong beside him got up instead, subconsciously looking at his lower body.

Xie Chuhong decisively stuffed the coat into Zhou Shiyi's arms, and raised his hand frankly: "I'm just a little hot."

He calmed down as early as entering the mall.

Xia Wan Li Naene blinked and nodded.

The two of them played back and forth as if playing charades, which made the girls who came back and forth stunned.

What kind of little secret among boys is this?

Hot pot restaurants are always popular on weekend nights.

Before everyone approached, they were frightened by the crowded queue at the door.

I have to say that it feels so sour to be led directly to the second floor by the waiter against the jealousy.

Zhou Shi subconsciously thought that the so-called "private room" was to allocate a few large private rooms for them, and the rest were reserved for ordinary customers.

As a result, the waiter turned around and said that the entire upstairs was their class, and the private rooms were not open to the public, only the first floor was open for business.

This hot pot restaurant has an old Chongqing signboard, and the business is booming not only because of its good taste, but also because of the interior decoration.

The first floor is a bit more conventional. The tables and chairs are in the red tone of burning stone. Walk through the lobby and follow the wooden railings to the second floor. You can see the lotus pond with mist in the center, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the rockery exposed on the water surface is exquisite in shape.

The seats are distributed in a circle, the dining tables are painted gold, and are made into the shape of orchid pavilions, each with pavilion curtains, and the chandeliers are simple Chinese red.

The smaller four-person table is a four-corner pavilion, and the six-person round table is an octagonal pavilion. The plaques on the top are all different, such as "Shuibo Pavilion", "Yanyu Pavilion", and "Yunxi Pavilion". Or the table closest to the lotus pond.

The only large table for eight people is "close to the mountains and rivers".

When Zhou Shiyi and Xie Chuhong arrived, the table for four in the corner was already full.

Someone reminded: "Your position is in the middle, don't go wrong."

Although everyone has a good relationship with Lao Bai, after all, there is a layer of teachers and students separated, and when no one wants to eat and chat, there is still the head teacher listening.

So it sounded grand, the few of them who won the volleyball game were heroes, and they should sit in the middle of the table with Lao Bai.

They order on the spot.

Everyone was originally concentrating on ordering each other, but they couldn't help but sneak glances at each other and exchanged glances, thinking of Luo Yaoyao who didn't belong to their class.

Bai Siming was flicking his phone with his head down, when he heard a strange female voice probing from somewhere: "Mr. Bai, can we order some wine?"

Bai Siming smiled without raising his head, and said four words: "Anyway, it's reserved."

No one saw it, just didn't drink it.

The audience cheered and rushed to give Luo Yaoyao a thumbs up.

This time their class had a great performance in the mid-term exam, a big victory in the volleyball game, and tomorrow is Yi Ming's and Chi Che's birthdays, so it would be unreasonable not to drink.

When the drinks were served, Bai Siming ran on Xie Chuhong, saying that he was the squad leader and should take the lead.

In the past, Xie Chuhong would definitely shirk it, thinking it was silly to speak publicly, but this time with Zhou Shiyi sitting next to him, he still stood up with a cup.

Accepting everyone's gaze, he was a little nervous and cleared his throat.

"Being the class monitor for more than two years has always been because of good grades. The sports committee organizes activities, the discipline committee assists in discipline, and the school committee and the school committee's deskmate, Chi Che, help the teachers. I have done almost nothing. .”

Xie Chuhong tightened his fingers holding the wine glass: "In the past... I seldom participated in activities, because I was afraid of not doing well, and I seldom interacted closely with everyone. In fact, I couldn't speak and had a bad temper. In the last year of high school, everyone should study hard. , I will work harder to improve, and I have worked hard recently."

Xie Chuhong raised his glass.

The audience was silent for a second, and then it was unknown who took the lead to take pictures of the table, and everyone started to follow suit.

Until Xie Chuhong was embarrassed by the trouble, he poured himself the glass of wine with red ears, and said:

"I don't drink well, so you should drink less."

Xie Chuhong put down the empty cup, and everyone got up one after another.

Dan Ningyu was the first to break the news when he was in the crowd: "Sir, don't drink the next cup, just sit and watch us drink it. Your drinking capacity has passed the bottom in the early morning, so you just walked away in the middle of the night... 10 [-] minutes ?”

Everyone laughed.

Bai Siming leaned on crutches and looked sideways, Xie Chuhong raised his hand and twisted it on Zhou Shi's thigh, the pain was so painful that he almost jumped up.

But since it was the whole class together, Xie Chuhong re-filled himself, with Zhou Shiyi on the left and Yi Ming on the right.

The car that Yi Ming was in came late, and when he got up and sat down by the lotus pond by his weak deskmate, his face was still a bit stiff - he remembered all the previous quarrels in the field.

But when the group of people in front of him yelled and toasted, he didn't see anything except the wine glass in his hand, which bumped into Xie Chuhong with a slap.

Xie Chuhong was about to pour the drink into his belly when someone standing beside him whispered, "I won't apologize."

Xie Chuhong narrowed his eyes casually: "It was originally part of the plan, so why apologize?"

Yi Ming felt uncomfortable at the time.

Is there anything more stinky than this?The next step is to save face.

Damn handsome.

That night, Xie Chuhong was only allowed to drink two glasses of beer.

The other tables in the back came up to make trouble, talking nonsense about pouring wine and toasts, Zhou Shiyi would not refuse anyone who came, and they all blocked him.

The Commission for Discipline Inspection was deeply skeptical about this: "Whether you can do the tithe, or let the squad leader drink it himself. If he falls, you can still recite it. If you fall, it's over."

Zhou Shiyi waved his hand: "Not at all."

He didn't know if Xie Chuhong could resist, anyway, this time he didn't want to carry Xie Chuhong anymore.Carrying people home from here is not as simple as a barbecue stall on Yanjiang Avenue.

"Okay, anyway, I respect the monitor and thank you." The Disciplinary Committee fiddled with his short hair.

Xie Chuhong replaced the wine with tea, and got up with a smile: "I have nothing to thank."

The Disciplinary Committee was serious: "Just thank you for inviting us to drink water in physical education class this semester."

Xie Chuhong smiled deeply, hiding his achievements and fame: "It's just a matter of course."

As soon as the words came out, everyone immediately quit and gathered around.

"It's easy, there are so many people in the canteen."

"The last monthly exam, this midterm exam, and Monday and Monday all stole your key points to feed us."

"That's right, Lao Bai should respect you too!"

"Old Bai's leg is lame, is it okay to drink?"

"When you graduate from the college entrance examination, you must invite the monitor to dinner."

"Obviously, I took care of the third class a lot without saying a word. Where's Yi Ming? Hurry up and honk the horn and kneel down to apologize. I used to talk about Monday, but today I want to talk about the class leader..."

"No, wait." Zhou Shiyi, who was slow for countless beats, finally remembered and interrupted, "Aren't the drinks we drink every time we play golf bought by the class fee?"

Everyone: "?"

The Disciplinary Committee looked at him incredulously: "Is that what the squad leader told you?"

Zhou Shiyi frowned: "That's right! At that time he laughed at me, saying that I would believe everything he said."

Everyone agreed: "Indeed."

"No! He told me at the beginning that he bought it himself..."

"Yeah, he didn't say everything."

"But he said he was kidding me!" Zhou Shiyi felt he couldn't speak clearly now.

Everyone was pertinent again: "The squad leader is right, don't you just believe everything he says?"

Zhou Shiyi was in a hurry: "No..."

"Come on." Xie Chuhong held back a smile and fed the cup to his mouth, "Let's drink it."

When the waiter came up to refill the dishes, a group of adult children wandered up and down, drinking, drinking, bragging, and making a scene.

Everyone knew that the monitor's wine was served by Zhou Shidai, and later he stopped drinking the monitor, and Yi Ming poured it instead.

Putting Xie Chuhong's shoulders on the shoulders of the sports committee, he analyzed himself how nervous he was when he was pushed away for the first time that morning, while holding up his mobile phone, he patted Yi Ming's emoji on his face to vent his anger.

Bai Siming simply made room for the crowd, leaning on crutches to go out: "You play, I'll go out and make a phone call."

Zhou Shiyi wanted to follow along, but was stopped by Xie Chuhong: "I'll go."

"Ang." He helped block a lot of alcohol today.

Xie Chuhong quarreled with people all the way, and finally left a sentence before leaving: "Drink less."

Zhou Shi was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to respond.

But Xie Chuhong had already left.

In the corridor, Bai Siming looked at the person who was chasing after him to help him, and felt amused: "My leg will be healed soon, what's the matter?"

Xie Chuhong ignored it: "I don't even know that, if I drink alcohol, fall to the ground in the wind and can't get up, the plaster will have to last for another month."

The eight-school joint exam is considered a major exam. This time, everyone did well in the exam. It is a rare opportunity to drink Bai Siming wine. Naturally, no one is confused. A group of girls are much more aggressive than boys.

Although Bai Siming couldn't see any color on his face, Xie Chuhong's experience of drinking with him probably had already begun to make a difference.

Bai Siming: "Happy today."

Xie Chuhong: "You are happy that you drink, I will call Xia Wenyan to pick you up when I am drunk."

Bai Siming sneered: "Thanks to Zhou Shiyi's good temper, he would have broken up at least [-] times with anyone else."

But Xie Chuhong didn't pick up on it at all, and pointed it out: "You have to like it enough to have a chance to break up [-] times."

I don't like it, there was no follow-up after the first breakup.

Bai Siming didn't speak again.

The corridor leading to the bathroom on the second floor is very long, and the entertainment lounge is at the top of the corridor. Bai Siming left Xie Chuhong at the door of the men's toilet, and walked over on crutches.

This man didn't want to help him, he clearly wanted to go to the bathroom.

After Xie Chuhong came out, Bai Siming was still in the lounge and did not go back.

The lounge is not too big, but there is a pool table in the room, and there is a large open-air balcony stretching out to the outside.

The location of this shopping mall is good, the front is modern and modern, and the back is backed by a large natural lake—a branch extending from Fengshui Lake, with a wide view.

Bai Siming was dragging his plastered stump leg and relaxing on the deck chair on the balcony. He was tall and tall, with a cigarette between his fingers. He was not surprised to see Xie Chuhong coming in. He even reached out and took another cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Xie Chuhong. .

Xie Chuhong fell asleep on another recliner: "No smoking."

Although Zhou Shiyi helped him stop drinking today, he couldn't stand his emotions and was all drunk.

Bai Si Ming clearly spit out the white mist: "You won't be allowed to smoke on Monday?"

Xie Chuhong didn't answer, just lay down in the same direction as him and looked at the scenery outside.

Bai Siming found it both emotional and funny: "I really didn't realize that you were such an obedient person before. If I told you not to smoke, I really didn't."

Only then did Xie Chuhong say, "I can smell it."

"What's the matter with the smell?" Bai Siming said, "He drank so much for you today, but still remember to smell the smoke?"

"Tell yourself if you are sick." Xie Chuhong didn't even move his eyelids, "As a teacher, you should encourage your students to smoke."

Bai Siming laughed for a while, and only said, "Isn't it not bad to be a hero?"

"It's pretty stupid." Xie Chuhong lowered his eyes, and the words of thanks from everyone at the dinner table floated in front of his eyes, "I'm actually not good to them at all, Zhou Shiyi always lied to me, and people can actually feel it when I say I'm lying. come out."

Bai Siming snorted and said, "You're stupid. Everyone just doesn't want to pursue it. I hope we can continue to get along like this in the future."

"It's not the Virgin Mary, why tolerate me."

"You don't understand, children are like this."

He is more open-minded than most adults, just the kindness of young people.

Xie Chuhong refused: "I don't understand? Am I eighteen or you?"

Bai Siming: "You only have one eighteen. I don't know how many eighteen I have brought with my students."

While the two were talking, the door of the lounge was opened from the outside.

Bai Siming subconsciously pushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and Xie Chuhong got up from the reclining chair.

"I didn't smoke."

Zhou Shiyi walked all the way through the door, staring at him as if saying: Guess I believe it or not.

Xie Chuhong instinctively felt that he had drunk a little too much: "...then you come to smell it?"

A joke excuse, he felt that he should believe it at this point.

Who would have thought that Monday was really important news.

Still leaning closely to his mouth to smell.

The moment the short person in front of him covered him, Xie Chuhong was stunned but could not retreat, he could only watch helplessly as Zhou Shiyi fixed him on the couch.

"Have you thought about it?"

The cheeks of the two were very close, and Xie Chuhong's mind froze a bit: "It's not about Monday..."

"We can't wait until Monday, so think about it now."

Zhou Shiyi's voice was very deep, and there was no sign of drunkenness on his face. If Xie Chuhong hadn't smelled it himself, he wouldn't have thought that he had drunk much.

His voice tightened: "...why can't you wait?"

Zhou Shiyi: "Because I want to kiss you right now."

"Hold."

Bai Siming was taken aback for no reason while lying beside him, and he said that the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became!

At the same time as he was "fucking" loudly, there were also a group of students passing by the door with their belts in their hands after going to the toilet.

Bai Siming looked over in surprise, and the two sides met their gazes.

Obviously a little dumbfounded.