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

The cold weather lasted for about a week, and the snow fell heavily in Misty City, and the silver equipment hadn't had time to melt, and the final grades of No. [-] Middle School came out.

Xiao Chi can predict his total score without looking at the report card.

Ignoring the rows of messages in the class group saying "Congratulations to brother Chi for being the first in the grade again", Xiao Chi sent a screenshot of the report card to his tablemate who didn't care at all.

"Eighth? Not bad, this number is auspicious." When Han Yi answered the phone, he was chatting with Zhong Bailin and a group of people, and the sound seemed to be frothing.

"It's the eighth from the bottom."

Looking at the score, Xiao Chi felt a headache: "You only have 39 points in English, and you are much more correct than you if you step on the answer sheet."

They probably couldn't move their hands, so they turned on the speakerphone. The people in the box burst into laughter after hearing this.

It just so happened that the screen on Han Yi's side was also grayed out, and Zhong Bailin was guarding the middle tower without forgetting to hurt the opponent: "You can also get a lot of food when you play games. If you sprinkle a handful of rice on the keyboard, you can move six or four times better than him." None of them can move."

"Hold."

Han Yi simply threw the mouse away, "Idiot game, stop playing, I'll call my deskmate."

"You just fight like this, do you have to hide like a little girl and whisper?"

Zhong Bailin refused to let him go, and pushed Han Yi back to his seat: "Please, can you be a little more e-sports? You'll die a few more times, and at least you'll have output. Don't hang up for me."

Tang Yuxin also threatened: "Let's talk after this round, be careful we will link up with the other side to report you."

After kicking each of these two people, Han Yi turned to the phone and complained to Xiao Chi: "It's not me, it's them who bullied me!"

The voice was aggrieved, but the feet were merciless.

Zhong Bailin was so angry that he waved his hands and said, "Xiao Chi, come quickly and take your tablemate away, I will pay the fare."

Only then did Han Yi regain his energy, and said to his mobile phone: "Come and play together, there are not many customers in the bar during the day, and there are spare computers here."

After being mixed up by these people, Xiao Chi forgot what he wanted to say, and Han Yi urged him to get dressed and take a taxi in a daze.

I ran into a little trouble when I was going out.

Lin Shu saw him jingling as he was about to go out, walked out of the bedroom and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Being a teacher is just that good, and the teacher can also rest when the students are on vacation.

But Lin Shufu was idle at home and devoted all his time and energy to himself, while Xiao Chi was tied up and felt uncomfortable doing anything, and the holiday life, which was not rich at first, was compressed even less.

He just hung up the phone and was changing his shoes with his head down: "I'll go out for a while."

Lin Shu didn't want to let her go: "The snow hasn't melted outside yet, so I'll do a few more pages of the chemistry problems I sorted out for you at home."

She had obtained the report cards of the two schools from other channels early on, and she was not very satisfied with Xiao Chi's results.

The first grader in Seventeenth Middle School is 7 points higher than Xiao Chi this time. This student is still a student in her class. Both schools are in Lancheng, so it is inevitable to compare with each other.

After the examination papers were finished, Lin Shu's heart skipped a beat just after the results were calculated, and she immediately contacted Zheng Jun and the chemistry teacher.

Xiao Chi didn't know about it.

He waited for the grades for a week, distracted himself from studying when he was bored, and added to the fun when he was happy. He thought it was interesting enough.

When Peng Feng asked him to go out, he was ruthlessly rejected, and today he had to go out once he said anything.

Xiao Chi stepped out of the door with one foot, thinking of the scarf that he didn't have time to return to Han Yi last time, he entered the porch again.

"It's still early, I'll do it when I get back."

Lin Shu followed behind him: "Why is it too early? After the next semester, I will really enter the third year of high school."

"I compared your grades with others this time, and the 7 points were pulled down by chemistry. Did you hear what I said? Don't be so negative about your study attitude."

Xiao Chi casually agreed to deal with it, and went out with the scarf.

"Mom, do you want fried chestnuts with sugar? I'll buy you a bag later." He asked casually before leaving.

Lin Shu was stunned when he heard this, the anger that had been welled up by the other party's indifferent attitude was suddenly suspended in mid-air, and he forced himself to vent.

The only dissatisfaction left in her chest was let out, and seeing the back of the other party who was wearing a little thin, Lin Shu said with a headache: "Put on the scarf, don't go out and catch a cold."

The elevator doors were already closed.

The taxi I called was waiting at the entrance of the community. The driver thought there was something urgent when he saw people in a hurry, so he drove very fast along the way.

Xiao Chi didn't know why he was so excited.

Obviously stayed together at school all day before, but now on the way to see Han Yi, his heart was beating rapidly, as if he couldn't wait.

He still couldn't analyze that his mentality at the moment was the seven-character classical Chinese essay written by Han Yi, and the taxi drove him into the bubble at lightning speed.

Han Yi has been wandering around the back door for a while, complaining whenever he sees anyone: "Why are you so slow."

Xiao Chi came out of the warm and stuffy space in the car, and shivered first: "The tires are almost wearing out sparks, do you think you are flying too low?"

The driver laughed, Han Yi thanked him, put his arms around Xiao Chi's shoulders to shield them from the wind, and walked to the bar.

He looked at the scarf in Xiao Chi's hand and said, "What do you do with it, you can keep it."

Xiao Chi: "Hold it yourself, I washed it for you yesterday."

Burberry's scarves don't even dare to use the washing machine.

How could Han Yi expect the other party to wash the scarf by hand overnight, and he didn't know how to cherish it at all: "Look at how cold you were just now, let's wear it when you go home at night."

After entering the box, Zhong Bailin took off the earphones: "Hey, another chopstick finally came."

The box was steaming like a downtown, Xiao Chi took off his heavy coat and hung it on the wall: "What chopsticks?"

"You and Han Yi, chopsticks cp, the two of you have to act together as a pair when you are straight, and you have to get tired of crooked all day after you leave school."

Han Yi snorted: "I want to sit at the same table with me in a passionate duo row. You guys can go on a 27-game losing streak."

Xiao Chi has never been to this box, I don’t know if it was remodeled after the holiday or it has always been there. There are several computers lined up like an Internet cafe, and it is most suitable for five people to hack together.

Xiao Chi found an empty seat and sat down: "Row five?"

Zhong Bailin: "We need a support here, what do you usually play?"

Xiao Chi nodded: "Auxiliary is also fine."

Han Yi did not give up and said: "Stop playing with them, this group of people are not good at technology, they just taunt, playing games with them is just getting angry."

He had a small calculation in his heart, and wanted to go skydiving on a romantic island with Xiao Chi, watch the sunset, and have a chicken together by the way.

Xiao Chi: "You play as a shooter, and I will assist you."

Han Yi couldn't resist the temptation, so he compromised: "Let's say it first, you have to follow me all the time."

Giving up his gleaming tuba to the other party, Xiao Chi looked at id and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Let me come to you, please? What the hell kind of name is that?"

He glanced at Zhong Bailin's ID—let me come to Fasu you.

Well, it's still a series.

Zhong Bailin: "Han Yi is a shooter, I play wild, Yu Xin is on the road, Xiao Chi is a shooter, and Yu Yi is on the road."

I thought it would be three times and two times, but I didn't expect Xiao Chi's support to be very conscientious, not only effectively preventing Han Yi from committing suicide again and again, but also taking people to the opposite wild area to sweep it up.

By the way, he took a wave of heads from the opposite shooter, and was so angry that the opponent frantically output a string of asterisks.

Han Yi watched the last tower blasted by the enemy, finally got rid of the title of "best shooter", and won the MVP for the first time in his life playing a game.

"Comfortable."

He knocked on Zhong Bailin's computer screen in a loud voice: "Did you see it? This is called support. What are you playing with?"

After a few games, Xiao Chi did not change his face in the headwind game, and devoted himself to making Han Yi the best in the game every time.

Zhong Bailin cast all his admiration for Xiao Chi: "You can lift up just this chicken, and you didn't snatch a single head. Gold medal nanny."

Several people didn't want to play anymore: "Take Xiao Chi away quickly, I will be deprived of the fun of mocking."

Xiao Chi asked Han Yi calmly, "Are you still playing?"

Han Yi smiled happily and waved his hands generously: "I don't want to play anymore, it's meaningless to keep winning."

Zhong Bailin looked at him: "Take back the corners of your mouth that are always grinning to the back of your head."

Xiao Chi left from the computer desk, beckoning, and Han Yi also threw his earphones and followed.

He touched his pocket, and sure enough there was a pamphlet inside.

Lin Shu would put all kinds of study materials in his pocket so that Xiao Chi could review them anytime and anywhere.

"Come study if you don't play games." Xiao Chi took out the English booklet, "One page per person, let's see who can remember it faster."

"It's hard to meet each other. Are you studying in a bar?"

Han Yi was also very convinced: "You really carry the supplementary materials with you everywhere."

Xiao Chi remembered the matter of his grades, and took a look at Han Yi: "Last month's monthly exam, he was in the top [-], and in a blink of an eye, he fell to the bottom at the end of the semester. Aren't you afraid that Lao Zheng will think you are cheating?"

Han Yi didn't care: "I have a clear conscience, why does he think it has anything to do with me?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Chi had a headache: "You have to study hard at the end of the semester anyway."

Han Yi picked up the car keys on the table and turned them around a few times, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you? You're still talking about this after the exam."

I won the bet last time, what about next time?

Xiao Chi didn't say anything else, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt uneasy when he thought of the "old acquaintances" he was going to face next semester and the attitudes of Zheng Jun and Lin Shu.

Having been alone for two years, Han Yi came to his side only to be bumped and pushed away from his pale life by mistake. Recently, he felt alive again.

Like the joy of meeting today, I want to continue this kind of mood, and continue.

Han Yi only thought that Xiao Chi was worried that his poor grades would not be able to cope with his parents, so he obediently followed the other party's wishes and began to memorize English.

The two were squeezed together on a sofa, Han Yi's head was tilted against Xiao Chi's neck, and that handsome yet youthful face was close at hand.

The awkward English spit out word by word from his thin lips, Xiao Chi's heart skipped a beat for no reason, this kind of mood seemed to be.

I don't want to separate my chopsticks from Han Yi's chopsticks.

作者有话要说：人能从无限消极的情绪中走出来可以说是劫后重生吧，宝贝们，我好啦qwq感谢在2020-07-0105:42:12~2020-07-2022:56:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Lin Gui 1;

Thank you to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yennon were first drafted and shot; 5 bottles a day; Xiao Mosaic fried 2 bottles on both sides today; !