If I like you, I will follow you

"The last question on the ninth page of No. 40 of the number competition booklet." Chi Yue glanced at Lin Qi and gave the answer casually: "If I remember correctly."

The number competition question book is an exercise book compiled by the teachers of the Ming Dynasty by collecting the competition questions from previous years. It is a thick book that can be used from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. It can be passed down from generation to generation if it is properly preserved. There is no end to it.

Both of them raised their heads, eagerly waiting for the answers from the two big men.

Lin Xi let out a "huh" and said thoughtfully, "The stem of this question looks familiar."

The number of booklets printed is not large. After all, the questions are too difficult. Each student can only increase the fate of it becoming a table mat. Coincidentally, everyone present got this set of booklets. the lucky ones.

The other is also confused: who the hell knows.

It's psychedelic, really psychedelic, who would have thought that the school bully and the president could coexist peacefully at the same table for a week?

10 minute later.

Ding Yan was dizzy, "No, why do the more I calculate, the more I feel that the question is wrong, did the teacher make a mistake?"

Fortunately, the classroom was only quiet for a few seconds.

Both Ding Yan and He Feng are not very interested in gossip. They know that the president and the school bully are not going to deal with each other, but they have already spoken up, so it is obviously more important to overcome the problem together now.

The students communicated with each other with their eyes: what's the situation?

He Feng: "If you make a mistake, how did you solve the first three small questions?"

Chi Yue tightened his fingers holding the pen, and said indifferently, "It's normal."

He Feng: "You don't have to be so modest, if you are average, we should jump off the building."

Hearing this, Ding Yan quickly said: "President, let me look through the booklet of the math contest."

Lin Xi handed him the title booklet: "Here."

Ding Yan turned to page 49, compared the two questions, and said curtly: "It's true, but the content involved in this question is only learned in the next semester, right? The teacher has gone too far."

Ding Yan sighed sincerely while writing: "Brother Yue is strong, he is worthy of being the king of science, and his reputation is well-deserved."

It was the first time for him and He Feng to discuss a topic with Chi Yue. Before, they only heard the teacher say that Chi Yue was very powerful, but they didn't know how powerful. Only now did they realize that the school bully is indeed worthy of the title of king, and he deserves to be tied with the president. first man.

The world of Xueba is relatively simple. Whoever is smart is the boss. After a while, the two of them have changed their names to brothers.

As soon as this remark came out, the students who were watching the big guys solving the problem were shot one after another and fell down.

He Feng and Ding Yan are already at the top of the ranking list. If they are going to jump off the building, then they should learn from Monkey King and remake them.

Chi Yue didn't return, because he didn't know how to reply.

He Feng and Ding Yan thought he was a school bully and aloof, and withdrew after finishing writing the questions, and the students who were watching also dispersed.

They originally wanted to wait for the masters to finish writing before copying. After all the tossing, no one wanted to copy anymore. After all, it was a question that seriously exceeded their own level, and they would reveal their flaws once they copied it.

When everyone was gone, Chi Yue raised his eyelids and saw a white and clean hand with protruding knuckles because it was holding a pen, which looked very nice.

It was Lin Xi's hand.

He had seen these hands a long time ago.

He doesn't think he is strong, because the owner of these hands has defeated him many times.

"Why are you staring at me?" Sensing his gaze, Lin Qi thought for a while and asked, "Why, do you still want to fight with me?"

Chi Yue came back to his senses: "..."

"I didn't want to fight with you." His voice was a little muffled.

"Really," Lin Xi said suspiciously, "But every time you came to me before, there was a word written in your eyes."

"What?"

"You and I can only live one."

"..."

Chi Yue was speechless. Within a few seconds, he heard Lin Qi's soft laughter: "So, the question I asked you two days ago, have you thought about the answer?"

Chi Yue was silent for a short while: "Yes."

"What does 'um' mean, I don't quite understand." Lin Xi's voice dropped, and the distance between the two of them was a bit close, and it seemed to outsiders that they were whispering: "Chi Yue, can you send me a message?" Kindness, help me answer it?"

Chi Yue noticed that the end of his eyes curved a little, and his eyes were bright.

It's hard to say no to such eyes.

"It means," Chi Yue looked at him and said, "Lin Qi, we reconcile."

That night, Lin Qi's WeChat was bombed inhumanely.

Ke Zheng: So you reconciled with him like this?When we don't know why you are making trouble?

Ke Zheng: Shake the Ming Dynasty for a whole year.

Ke Zheng: Let me figure it out. According to this efficiency, the next step for you is to love each other.

Lin Xi ignored it before, but when he saw this, he still felt the need to reply: As long as you can use half of your association skills in learning, you will not be so bad at learning.

Ke Zheng couldn't believe it: In your eyes, my top [-] in grade is not enough?

Lin Qi: Not number one.

Ke Zheng fainted: Who can surpass you, I will kneel down and call him Dad.

Lin Qi: No, it is enough for you to have me as a father.

He paused, and sent another message: I don't like men, and Chi Yue probably doesn't like them either, so don't say such things in the future, unless you want to be beaten up by Chi Yue.

Ke Zheng thought and thought, hesitated to speak, and finally deleted the typed sentence.

He really wanted to ask, how do you know that Chi Yue doesn't like men.

Every Monday is the time when the number of latecomers is the largest.

Class [-] was no exception. A few boys were recorded by the president at the school gate, and ran all the way back to the classroom. When they entered the door, they saw Su Xiu standing on the podium. They were startled, but they ran too fast to pass Stopped the car, crashed into a bunch of candied haws.

Su Xiu glanced at it, and said gently, "Are you late? If you're late, go and stand behind until the morning get out of class is over."

"Oh." The boys returned to their seats depressed to get their English books, and then they all ran to the end of the classroom. Under the watchful eyes of Su Xiu, they shouted at the top of their lungs.

Su Xiu watched half of the class, and handed over the second half to the class representative.

The representative of the English class is Yan Shuang, who is small and cute, even jumping up is not enough to be used as a weapon, and the deterrent effect is basically zero.

As soon as Su Xiu left, the boys immediately put down their books in relief, and asked the people sitting in the back row for snacks.

"I saw the Oreo in your table!" Pei Hao urged: "Take it out quickly, don't be stingy, I didn't even have time to eat breakfast when I rushed to school."

The boy who was urged reluctantly took out the biscuit and handed it halfway. The grade director appeared outside the window without anyone noticing, and was shooting death gaze: "What are you two doing?"

The boy quickly withdrew his hand, and Pei Hao also raised the book.

The grade director kept watching, and walked slowly to the door of the class: "I walked all the way, and the morning reading in your class is the worst! Everyone is like a wandering soul, and the soul doesn't know where it has gone! Where is the class representative? No Do you know watching you read?!"

The grade director usually doesn't get angry and arrogant, and it's even more terrifying when he gets angry. Yan Shuang stood up timidly, almost crying from fright.

"You, stand on the podium and watch the students in your class study carefully." The grade teacher did not slow down his tone because he was a female student, "If I transfer back to your class, it will still be like this—"

The grade director knocked on the door threateningly and left.

Misfortune happened, and Yan Shuang had no choice but to stand on the podium.

Most of the students in the class would still think about her, so they read aloud consciously without any urging.

Seeing that the director was gone, Pei Hao started to repeat the old tricks again. This time, the boys didn't dare to give it, fearing that the grade director would kill him. Pei Hao got annoyed after urging him: "You are afraid of your mother, give it to me quickly."

The boy also got angry: "I won't give it to my mother."

"Grass." Pei Hao is a real poor student, with bad grades and a bad temper. He failed to become the top bully in the Ming Dynasty. The little movement is not enough to watch.

Now that the president is not here, he became presumptuous again: "I'll count to three, will you give it?"

For a boy of this age, face is more important than life, no one can resist such a threat, the two of them start fighting when they disagree, it's useless for Yan Shuang to persuade them to fight, the more they persuade, the harder they fight.

She turned around in a hurry, afraid of making a noise, the grade director turned back again, and when tears were about to come down, the two people who were fighting were pulled away by Qiao Yu and Chi Yue respectively.

"Okay buddy, what's the fight, calm down, calm down." Qiao Yu persuasively, trying to resolve the awkward atmosphere.

Pei Hao refused to accept and wanted to fight again, but Chi Yue didn't have the patience to persuade him to fight again, and directly dragged him aside: "I'll just say it again, if you fight again, I'll hit you."

Pei Hao was so angry that he almost blurted out the words "who are you?", but he immediately calmed down when he met Chi Yue's eyes.

Chi Yue's eyes were cold, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

He's not kidding.

And he couldn't beat Chi Yue at all.

Under consideration, Pei Hao chose to keep his mouth shut.

Because of this commotion, the sound of reading in the class diminished again, and Yan Shuang felt depressed, "Can you speak louder?"

The students read aloud symbolically, then withered again.

Yan Shuang: "..."

"The class representative told you to speak up," Chi Yue said impatiently, "Didn't you hear?"

There was a second of silence in the classroom. After the students who were wandering outside the soul recognized whose voice it was, the sound of reading immediately broke through the sky.

Yan Shuang: "..."

When the end of class was approaching, the grade director came late. I wanted to catch a wave when the get out of class was about to end, and the students would involuntarily relax. I didn't expect the sound of reading in class one to be so loud that it could be heard on the first floor.

He touched his chin expressionlessly, but he was very satisfied in his heart, yes, it seems that my prestige has not diminished.

During lunch time, Ke Zheng told Lin Qi the whole incident while queuing up for lunch, laughing as he said, "You really didn't see it, the people in our class are just like being kicked out by dogs. , My throat is torn."

Lin Qi laughed: "Really."

"Really, oh, shit, I really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, why did Chi Yue come here?"

Lin Xi turned around and found that Chi Yue was really coming in their direction.

But they reconciled, and it's okay to come.

Seeing him, Chi Yue stopped in his tracks: "Coinate."

Maybe it's because they just reconciled and don't know how to talk peacefully.

The phrase "clever" sounds subtle and stiff.

Lin Qi didn't stop smiling: "What a coincidence, we were talking about you just now."

Chi Yue glanced at Ke Zheng: "Ah, what are you talking about?"

Ke Zheng immediately pricked up his ears vigilantly:? ? ? ! !

Am I being sold?Am I not your son? !

"Say you are amazing," Lin Xi said calmly, "You are indeed the monitor of our class."

This moment of silence is far better than the moment when school bullies caught you discussing gossip on the first day of school.

He Feng poked his head: "President, you are doing the questions so fast, you have finished writing all of this."

After finding a question type that could be used as a reference, the four of them spent some time and finally worked out this question.

"Replace the given value. I seem to have seen this question before." Ding Yan frowned, thinking seriously.