two-way provocation

After Qi Mingyu left the construction site of the old school building the night before, he forgot to go back to the classroom to pick up his mobile phone, so he arrived at class early the next day.

There are more than N unread WeChat messages hanging on the screen of the phone, and there is also a small red dot on an id that is not often contacted.

[Braised Blacktip Shark: Everything before tonight is evened out. ]

[Braised Blacktip Shark: Let’s get to know each other again, I’m Jin Chen. ]

Qi Mingyu read it and didn't reply, but he tapped the screen with his thumb and typed a name note for him.

"Morning." There was a greeting in my ear.

A tall and slender boy walked in from the door of the classroom, carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder and walked to the seat next to the window, squinting at Qi Mingyu and continued: "It's rare to see you so diligent."

This person's name was Bai Junyang, and he had a face as gentle as his voice.Because I am very interested in chemistry, I joined the orientation elite class in the third year of junior high school, and because of this, I got to play with Qi Mingyu.

But in fact, compared with the competition, his performance in cultural subjects is much better.

"Hey, your chemical competition team has returned to school so early?"

Qi Mingyu put away his cell phone, sat back in his chair and sorted out his books.Bai Junyang's gaze also inadvertently fell on his seat at the same table.

When I was in the elite class, even if the seats in the class were not fixed, the two of them would habitually sit next to each other, so that they could occasionally hold together and do some small movements in and out of class.

But at this moment, teaching materials and personal belongings are neatly stacked on the desktop and window sills inside, obviously they already belonged.

"I'm still late, do you have any new companions?"

Qi Mingyu didn't react at first, but after being stunned for two seconds, he subconsciously turned his head to his side, and only after seeing the word "Jin Chen" written on the title page of the textbook on the table did he recall it.

"Ang, assigned by the state."

Hearing the unserious answer, Bai Junyang just smiled indifferently, pulled away the chair in the back row, and sat at the same table as Meng Ju.

Qi Mingyu didn't say anything, just picked up an English vocabulary book and looked down at it.

The time for morning self-study is approaching, and the students in Class [-] entered the classroom one after another.Everyone said good morning to each other, talked and laughed softly, and the scents of various breakfasts were mixed and dispersed in the air.

"Morning, please let me in."

As soon as Qi Mingyu turned the pages of the book twice, the gentle greeting from his new deskmate sounded in his ears, and he raised his head slightly to see a polite smiling face.

Jin Chen was wearing a clean white shirt with the school badge printed on it, and a college-style jacket with his arms open.The hair that had just been washed was still very fluffy, and a few broken hairs slightly covered the lazy eyes.

Obviously the room is full of the same school uniform, but the person in front of him is able to stand out among them because of his handsome appearance.

"Mm, good morning." Qi Mingyu didn't stand up, but raised his legs and twisted his lower body towards the aisle of the table and chairs, giving him a small gap.

Seeing the laziness of this man, Jin Chen didn't say much, and squeezed in with difficulty in front of him with his eyes downcast.As soon as I handed over a leg, two rowdy classmates in the front row suddenly bumped into the table.

Jin Chen didn't stand still and leaned back due to inertia. Before he fell onto Qi Mingyu's lap, he grabbed his collar with one hand and picked him up.

"Where's Pengci? You..." Just half way through his mouth, Qi Mingyu discovered an embarrassing yet familiar thing under his hands.

With the same movement, the same angle, and the same carelessness, he tore the guy's neckline apart again.

"...can you sew two more buttons on that shirt?"

"You are not only proficient in tearing other people's clothes, but you are also very stubborn in throwing the pot." Jin Chen pulled back his collar from Qi Mingyu's hand, pursed his lips and complained helplessly: "Can you stop grabbing my neck like a rabbit next time?"

Seeing the deskmate wrapped in a coat and sitting back cursing, Qi Mingyu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Come on, your positioning of yourself is not very accurate."

Is there a rabbit who can throw a knife and chop a rose, and ride a wild horse with one hand?

On Tuesday morning, the first two classes of morning self-study were all in English. After suffering from foreign languages ​​early in the morning, the students seemed a little depressed.

The leader who had been inspecting the discipline in the corridor stood at the door of Class [-]. The creaking of the door interrupted the complaints and chats of the students.

"Isn't this a big class break? What's the matter with your classmates? Put on your clothes and go out for activities, don't huddle together in the classroom."

The half-hour class break is a long-standing tradition of Fengwai.There are three items of gymnastics, running exercises and outdoor activities, and the three grades are carried out in rotation.

At the end of this month, the second year of high school just happened to be the turn of outdoor activities, the one with the highest degree of freedom among the three projects.

That is, within the specified time and fixed venue, all students choose their own items and equipment for physical exercise.But you can't chat and paddle, once you are caught by the inspecting teacher, your class assessment points will be deducted.

Seeing the students in the classroom gradually start to move, the inspector teacher left a sentence "the monitor and the sports committee should pay attention to maintaining order", and then walked to the next class with his hands behind his back.

The school leader pushed the door and left, and the tense mentality of the students in the classroom relaxed.

Qi Mingyu stretched his arms and glanced at the class for a week, curiously casually asking, "Who is the class monitor?"

Qi Ran, who was sitting at the table directly in front of him, didn't look back, but pointed backwards with his left hand.

"Meng Ju?" Qi Mingyu's tone was not surprising.He is young, has a high IQ and is popular, versatile and comes with a voice control buff.There is basically nothing to say except that he looks not very smart.

"What about the sports committee?"

Hearing this sentence, Qi Ran tilted his head back, carefully recalled the class cadre election process, and finally opened his lips and smiled: "It seems to be you."

"Why didn't I know?" Qi Mingyu frowned in surprise, then turned to Jin Chen's direction, as if asking him with his eyes, what happened to him during his participation in the league.

"I don't know either." Jin Chen shook his head blankly while straightening his coat.

Qi Ran put on his school uniform jacket, squeezed his eyes and said: "When you two skipped class yesterday, all the rest of the classmates passed unanimously." After speaking, he patted his brother on the shoulder, "Let's go out first, sports committee."

Damn, is there any reason for the current "democratic elections"?

Qi Mingyu rubbed his hair irritably, and trotted to the sports group to get the fluorescent yellow armband exclusive to the sports committee.

By the time he stood in the activity area of ​​the west playground, the large group of sophomores had already started various sports.

In the nearest open space, Bai Junyang and Jin Chen were playing fiercely with a pair of badminton balls.Although it seems that the technique is not very good, the amount of exercise to pick up the ball back and forth is enough.

Amidst the din of group activities, many uncoordinated whispers suddenly sounded, and even the crowded central venue was spontaneously given up a wide road.

"Jiang Xun from the third division of high school..."

"Go, go."

"Mom, Jiang Xun is here!"

No matter what kind of school it is, there will probably be one or two big bosses who make people talk about it.Ordinary classmates have no chance to get in touch with, bully school bullies dare not provoke, leading teachers turn a blind eye...

And outside the wind, the name Jiang Xun undoubtedly stands at the top of the food chain.Countless students regarded this figure, wearing a school uniform jacket, as the detonator for walking.

Jiang Xun has a rather thin figure. If he hadn't been wearing a stand-up collar shirt, the collarbone under his neck would have been a straight line.

This guy not only has fair skin, but also has gentle features.On the tall bridge of the nose, there are silver-framed eyes in the style of retro literature and art, and the deep eye sockets are full of gentleness.

If you ignore the panic reaction that everyone can't avoid at this time, just from the appearance, this is definitely a beautiful and miserable type that is easy to attack.

Under everyone's breath-holding gaze, Jiang Xun walked up to a certain water sports committee and stopped.

He is about 178cm tall, and he doesn't look slender when standing side by side with Qi Mingyu, but the proportions of his half body are very good-looking.Leaning leaning against the edge of the flowerbed, he glanced at the armband on the arm of the person beside him.

"Hey, the elderly are all on the sports committee, is there no one in your class?"

"What are you doing here when you're not doing exercises in your junior year? You're out of time." Qi Mingyu didn't even change his standing posture, and responded immediately.

Jiang Xun snorted in an unclear tone: "Visit relatives, come and see my follower."

Although it was a few yin and yang ridicules, it was actually true.

When they were in junior high school, Jiang Xun and Qi Mingyu were a solid couple.Other than that, they don't seem likely to play together in other ways.

This is even more so after entering high school. Jiang Xun is a hot-headed dude, with three fights a week, and his name spreads all over the school district; over conflict.

Over time, Fengwai students defaulted the relationship between these two people as the campus boss and his follower, and occasionally someone even came to ask the talkative Qi Mingyu to be Jiang Xun's peacemaker.

Regarding this statement, Qi Mingyu just smiled indifferently, and was about to turn around and walk away when a voice came from behind.

"Are you okay after school at night? Come with me to No. [-] to play billiards."

Based on Qi Mingyu's understanding of Jiang Xun, if he really wanted to play, he would just ask someone to find a place temporarily, and he would never make a reservation in advance like this.

But for anything with a little plan, someone must have informed him.

"Are you dating again?"

Even if there was no response to the question, Qi Mingyu knew that he had been acquiesced.He frowned and continued, "Can you be a little more mature in the way you resolve conflicts?"

Jiang Xun didn't take it seriously, his hands were still in his pockets, and his tone was taken for granted.

"At the age of the second year of middle school, you should do something about the second year of middle school. Don't suppress yourself just to pretend to be prudent. I'm doing my job properly, so I can enjoy myself in time, right?"

"Well, what you said is also right." Qi Mingyu simply gave up the exchange of ideas, "Then I won't go, a lot of homework waiting is secondary, after all, I am really stable."

Jiang Xun let out a deep sarcasm in his throat: "I told you the time and place, and I won't see anyone by then, so be careful of your legs."

Meng Ju, who was moving freely at the side, suddenly heard such nonsense in his ears, quickly put down his badminton racket and walked over, raised his arms across the two people who were about to fight.

"You two don't always fight like uncles, the influence is too bad. The surname Jiang is going back and forth quickly. With your reputation, if you hang around for a while, our class will definitely be detained..."

Before Meng Xueshen could close his mouth, a leader of the Moral Education Department approached not far away, and scanned the people in front of him from left to right.

These three are all famous.

"Would you like to explain, what kind of sports are you doing?"

Meng Ju was stunned for a second by the movement of opening his arms, then moved his lips, and answered uncertainly: "Old man, the eagle catches the chicken?"

Qi Mingyu: "..."

The inspector narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where's the chicken?"

A tycoon surnamed Jiang from another age group didn't change his face, and pulled at the school uniform material behind Meng Ju, and smiled coldly: "I am."

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Qi Mingyu: Then I am... Eagle?