After the collapse of the character design, I was gay at the same table

At seven o'clock the next morning, Xiao Chi got off the bus at the other end of the overpass.

There are many residential areas around the bridge, and there is a breakfast stall over there. At this time, a familiar figure is standing in front of the snack cart.

Han Yi asked the aunt who spread the pancakes: "Sister, add two eggs and two sausages, no green onions, and help me make the pancakes rounder without breaking."

The auntie saw that this man had a sweet mouth and good looks, so she gave him an extra tea egg.

Xiao Chi walked past him without looking sideways.

He was chased before he stepped onto the overpass, and Han Yi patted him on the shoulder from behind: "What a coincidence, isn't this my deskmate who likes to pretend to be a stranger?"

He put down his hands in time before Xiao Chi frowned, and shook the food bags in both hands: "Have you had breakfast, do you want to share a hand pancake with you?"

"No need." Xiao Chi looked at the things he was carrying, "You, eat so much for breakfast?"

"By the way, I brought it for others."

Without hesitation, Han Yi handed the bag in his right hand to Xiao Chi for him to help hold, took out a cup of soy milk and put it in a straw to drink, finally healed his stomach that had been burning since last night.

He took a bite of the pancake fruit and sighed: "The breakfast stall at the gate of your school is really good, which is much better than Seventeen Middle School."

Han Yi walked side by side with him, wearing a new coat that he brought along at Zhong Bailin's house last night.

This person is dressed in Gucci, gnawing on the pancake in his hand, and drinking soy milk from time to time, with a strange style of painting.

Xiao Chi thinks that although the rich second generation loves to pretend, they are quite adaptable, and he doesn’t want to think about how the horrible canteen of No. [-] Middle School compares with the outsourced canteen of No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] No. [-] Middle No. [-] Middle School .

Han Yi was really hungry and finished his breakfast before reaching the school gate.

At the main entrance, there were a few security guards wandering around with their hands behind their backs, casually looking at the day pass hanging around each day student's neck.

Han Yi and Xiao Chi got closer and closer, and leaned into each other's ear and said, "I'll use you as a cover."

Xiao Chi subconsciously distanced himself: "The security guards won't check you carefully at all..."

"I climbed over the wall yesterday. I didn't have a certificate or a leave. When I was found out, I had to write a self-criticism. You stand in my way."

Han Yi put his arms around Xiao Chi's shoulders without any doubt, bent his head down, and buried half of his face in the socket of Xiao Chi's shoulders.

The warm breath splashed on Xiao Chi's exposed skin, and finally caught the guard's sight. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he tore Han Yi away and left him far behind.

"Fuck off."

Han Yi felt baffled, is a top student so hypocritical?

The other party made up his mind to ignore him, and strode forward, not bothering to give him a look.

Just like that, Han Yi and Xiao Chi entered the classroom one after the other. The boarding students had just finished their morning exercises, and a group of boys in the class were so hungry that their eyes turned green, and they flocked to help themselves to get breakfast.

Jiang Qi, the secretary of the regiment, was wolfing down one of the pork buns with cured sauce, and went to get the second one.

Luo Xiaopeng knocked his hand off and said seriously, "Mine."

"I'm not full." Jiang Qi was staring at the only tea eggs left on the table like a wolf.

Han Yi: "Eat it, it's from the aunt who sells pancakes and fruits."

Xiao Chi took out his English book smelling the smell of breakfast from various places, and felt like a cafeteria opened next to him, with a group of people eating and chatting beside him.

Han Yi glanced to the side. His schoolmate at the same table ignored no one, and read with a blank face, which seemed particularly out of place.

As a transfer student, he can get along well with his classmates, but Xiao Chi seems to automatically open a barrier with others. He doesn't talk, socialize, has no friends, and is isolated from the world except for studying.

Jiang Qizheng hiccupped after eating: "Brother Xie Yi for the kindness of bringing the meal."

Han Yi waved his hand: "No thanks, my deskmate helped bring it all the way in, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get so much."

The boys present were a little flattered, after all, Xiao Chi was never a nosy person.

Jiang Qi was scratching his head: "Then, thank you Brother Chi."

Xiao Chi gave Han Yi a weird look, not knowing why the other party took credit for him, but he didn't say anything after all, shaking his head and saying, "It's okay."

"Our cafeteria has been tossing and turning the same things early. The millet porridge is so clear that you can see the bottom of the bowl, and there are only vegetables in the vegetable and meat buns. Which old man can stand it."

What did Han Yi think of: "I see that there are sockets next to the bed in your dormitory, so you can't use an electric cooker to cook by yourself?"

Luo Xiaopeng shook his head: "The boarding house is not allowed to use it, for fear of safety, and the power of the socket is not high."

There is really no other way but to eat in the cafeteria.

Han Yi rejected the money everyone wanted to give him: "It's only a few dollars, and I'll bring it for you when I go out later."

It was so easy for the boys to establish friendship. After breakfast, the boys led by Jiang Qizheng also called Brother Yi to Brother Yi.

Today's morning reading is English, and Han Yi is lying on the table bored, what bothers him the most is English.

Chen Mo reminded him: "Brother Yi, if you don't recite words and texts now, you will be fined to copy twenty times if you fail to do so."

Han Yi made an ok gesture to indicate that he heard it.

He then turned his head to look at Xiao Chi who was reciting words silently, and dared to challenge the opponent's bottom line: "You also call Brother Yi to come and listen, Brother Yi will cover you from now on."

Cover you big head ghost.

"You belong to the lampshade, so you can cover anyone you catch." Xiao Chi looked at Han Yi with an idiot's eyes, "Whoever you look at looks like your home appliance light bulb?"

Han Yi: "..."

Sure enough, he couldn't get along with this person no matter how hard he tried, and he was overwhelmed.

After the second class was the big break, Luo Xiaopeng asked Han Yi to go to the basketball court to play. This time he didn't shirk, he took off his jacket and went. Chen Mo was the queen referee, so he naturally joined in the fun.

There were only a dozen or so people left in the class, and Xiao Chi and Duan Pengpeng were the only ones in the fifth and sixth rows to do the questions.

There was a sudden knock on the front door, and a strange face from another class poked his head in: "Is Xiao Chi there? The teacher in charge of the competition is looking for you."

Duan Pengpeng saw Xiao Chi stand up and follow the man out of the classroom, he didn't think much, and continued to work on the math problem with his head down.

Xiao Chi followed the other person out of Complex Building A. After passing through the Houde Building, he felt that something was wrong. This person kept walking, and he wanted to continue walking to the hidden public toilet over there.

He stopped in the corridor and said calmly, "Is the teacher looking for me or someone else looking for me?"

The man's mission had been completed, so he ran away quickly upon seeing this.

A basketball flew over from the right back and hit Xiao Chi's shoulder. The ball was newly inflated, bulging and heavy, and he frowned.

Wei Mingxu came out slowly from the back of the corridor and laughed at him: "Aren't you a good basketball player? Why can't you catch this?"

Xiao Chi felt that his temper tempered by Han Yi had improved a lot recently, and he could barely bear it: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I'm just seeing you upset." Wei Mingxu patted the ball twice, "Don't think that I'm afraid because I have a powerful tablemate to back you up. Now you're in my hands."

Xiao Chi kicked the ball away, turned around and left.

Wei Mingxu only thought he was scared to run away, and grabbed Xiao Chi's collar from behind with a proud face: "Don't run away, so what about No.1, I really should let everyone in your class come and see how weak you are!" Cowardly..."

Without saying a word, Xiao Chi pulled his collar out of the opponent's hand, and punched him back.

Accurate and ruthless.

Wei Mingxu was beaten back two steps, his nose was bleeding immediately, he was mad: "You dare to hit me?!"

Xiao Chi said indifferently: "This is to repay the ball you just played, I advise you not to court death."

"Fuck. Your uncle!" The opponent rushed over and was about to line up with him.

It's a pity that someone like Wei Mingxu, who is strong outside but capable in the middle, is no match for Xiao Chi. The difference in strength between the two sides is too large, and he received several punches in the face and stomach.

An over-the-shoulder fall threw a person into the pond, Xiao Chi looked down at Wei Mingxu, who was soaked and embarrassed all over, and the other side flinched inexplicably.

Xiao Chi felt that although the other party was good, at least he had courage: "Who gave you the confidence that you dare to block me by yourself?"

"When I was fighting, you couldn't even solve a linear equation in one variable."

He stood up and patted the basketball print off his shoulder little by little, before leaving with a last sentence.

"If you don't want to be ashamed, you'd better shut up. Don't say a word about what happened today, or I will beat you every time I see you when you leave the school."