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

This winter vacation is fleeting, dragged to the school, everyone's face is full of unfinished and do not want to go to school.

When Xiao Chi learned that Si Jialiang was assigned to Class 9, he was relieved.

If he was really in the same class as the other party, this school bully might not be able to pretend anymore, he could perform an online fall at any time and beat up new classmates violently.

Chen Mo put the summer homework of each subject on the table and crazily checked and made up for the omissions: "Yesterday, I was still immersed in the joy of watching lanterns during the Lantern Festival. Why did school start today?"

He looked at Han Yi who was lying on the table to catch up on sleep, and asked, "Brother Yi, have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

Han Yi yawned and didn't move: "Based on my many years of experience, the teachers don't know how to check homework during winter and summer vacations, and it's useless to write it."

Chen Mo was dubious: "Really? Then I don't need to make up?"

"Trust him, write your own." Xiao Chi glanced at Han Yi, "Have you done English yet?"

Han Yi dug out a lot of English from a large blank homework. Before Xiao Chi went to City A, he urged him to fill up his English. Of course, he couldn't miss the homework.

"It's done, it's only done in English."

Xiao Chi turned over a page of his homework. Except for the grammatical mistakes, the rest of the writing was pretty good.

He threw the homework back on the other party's desk: "See how much you can score in English in the weekly exam next week. Even if you fail, the gods will not be able to help you."

Han Yi shook cooperatively: "I'm so scared, Brother Chi, don't hit him."

"..."

Xiao Chi: "Shut up."

Chen Mo at the back listened strangely. What does Han Yi's poor performance in the exam have anything to do with Xiao Chi?

Why does it feel like after a winter vacation, the relationship between these two people seems to have made a big leap forward at some time that he didn't know.

Xiao Chi has already entered the state of study, and Chen Mo probed his brain after completing his homework and wanted to chat with Han Yi.

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, what did you do during the winter vacation?"

Han Yi leaned his head lazily and watched his deskmate doing the questions: "I didn't do anything, work, fight, and play games. These three things."

"By the way, why did you suddenly ask me how to confess my love that day? Are you in a relationship... Ugh!"

Xiao Chi's hand that wrote the formula stopped immediately.

Han Yi suddenly turned around and covered Chen Mo's mouth, winking and warning the other party: "What are you talking about, I have never asked you such a question."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Chen Mo's mouth and nose were covered, and he could only make some meaningless sounds.

Han Yi stomped on the other side under the table again, making sure that Chen Mo would not say anything serious before letting go.

"Oh fuck, I'm suffocating."

While Chen Mo was breathing desperately with his mouth open, he turned to Xiao Chi who was looking at him with a haha ​​and said, "You follow your practice, don't worry about him, he stayed up all night with his homework yesterday and his mind is not clear."

Xiao Chi tapped the table with his pen, but still couldn't help asking: "Are you in love?"

Han Yi inexplicably felt guilty. He glanced up, down, left, and right, but he didn't dare to look at the other party: "No talk, no talk! The horoscope hasn't been written yet, and people don't know yet."

That means getting ready to fall in love, Xiao Chi thought so.

Suddenly, Chen Mo slapped the table to startle both of them: "Brother Yi, come on, don't be cowardly! This thing stretches its head and retracts its head, and it also cuts its head. It will die early and live early."

Han Yi stretched out his hand and patted him on the head: "Damn it, labor and management are called cautious, not cowardly."

Xiao Chi kept his expression on his face, but actually inquired about the news calmly: "Who is it? If it's someone I know, I can help you too."

Might as well be a disservice.

Ever since Han Yi stopped Chen Mo from revealing any news, he felt as if he had been scratched hard by a claw, and a trace of malice that shouldn't have appeared from a certain corner.

Only then did he realize that Han Yi's chopsticks might find another more suitable chopsticks or spoon and fork.

The other party will gradually alienate himself, and finally become a nodding acquaintance like the relationship he said.

Although his heart is in a mess, Xiao Chi has always been rational, and he is used to wrapping himself up layer by layer and keeping others away. Even Han Yi is not sure what Xiao Chi is thinking now.

Seeing such a calm attitude at his tablemate, Han Yi was short of breath for a while.

"Don't tell you."

Didn't Zhong Bailin say that jealousy is the prerequisite for judging whether a person has special ideas?But his tablemate has always been a bystander, with a hot head shaved.

He poked Xiao Chi, and said unwillingly, "You didn't have any other reaction?"

Xiao Chi's eyes seemed to say "Are you sick?".

"I asked who it was and you didn't tell me, what else could I do? Chili water, tiger stool, torture to extract a confession."

Xiao Chi's heart was in a mess, fuck him, whoever he likes likes whomever he likes.

The chaotic class became quiet, and Zheng Juan walked out of the classroom after counting his names.

On the morning of the first day of school, there is usually no class. Han Yi looked at the location of He Qiuyang, which he hadn't mentioned just now, and lowered his head and said to Xiao Chi, "He Qiuyang's father is going to have an operation."

Xiao Chi looked at him: "That's why you didn't rest all winter vacation?"

Han Yi nodded.

He Qiuyang's family's store has just started school, and he won't be able to raise so much money for a while. He Qiuyang's mother almost treats him like half his own son. Han Yi plans to help others to the end.

His father's anger didn't know when it would dissipate. Han Yi didn't stay at home on the eve of the New Year's Eve, and he was so angry.

Fortunately, his relatives didn't give less New Year's money, and some of them just stuffed their bank cards, and his mother turned a blind eye to it.

The band also accepted a commercial performance on the weekend, plus the money for He Qiuyang's father's surgery, it should be enough.

Xiao Chi looked at Han Yi who was doing the accounting in the notebook, and added a few numbers to the total amount below.

"The money was originally for you to eat, I will transfer it to you later, and take a rest when you don't want to go on stage."

Han Yi raised the corner of his mouth: "You are in charge of the inside and I am in charge of the outside, we are a perfect match!"

Chen Mo in the back was stunned.

A certain person was beaten violently as expected, and when it was over, he happily drew a stick figure on the paper and shot hearts.

Xiao Chi wrote "sb" on the note with no expression on his face, and threw it to the other party.

Han Yi beamed with joy: "Are you boasting that I am your swbaby?"

Xiao Chi: "..."

How did this man maintain such a thick skin?

The business performance was in the commercial center of Lancheng, and the schedule was tight and the task was heavy. Even at the risk of being recognized by acquaintances, Han Yi still went.

Fortunately, this commercial center is a high-end location, and students from their school generally don't appear in this kind of place.

Both Yu Yi and Shi Tu were not at ease: "Why don't you wear a mask, what if you run into someone you know?"

Han Yi was closing his eyes and asked Zhong Zixi to help him put on makeup: "What's the matter with wearing a mask, the organizers definitely don't want to, hurry up and perform, and we'll leave immediately after the performance."

In order to deceive others, Zhong Zixi specially painted a big smoky makeup.

The performance costume was prepared by the organizer. Originally, the selling point of the band was the beautiful guitarist. When Yu Yi saw this dress with a front slit and an open back with legs exposed, he deeply felt that it was not easy for Han Yi.

Wearing a silk scarf and a wig, even if Hang Qizhen came to the scene in person, he might not be able to recognize her son.

As a result, such a seamless attire was still seen through.

Feng Shang was just here to join in the fun. I don't know if it was because he had a deep grievance with someone, or because a ray of light just happened to hit Han Yi's face. He actually felt that the beautiful woman sitting and playing the guitar on the stage looked more and more like him. old enemy.

He had a mind, and after the band's performance, he sneaked to the temporary backstage behind the stage.

The skirt was not made of much fabric, but it was extremely tight and stuffy when worn on the body. Han Yi put down the guitar and took out two chest stickers from the collar: "Fuck, these things are really not for people to wear."

Feng Shang, who was hiding behind the hanger, was stunned. Han Yi, who is usually so arrogant, is actually a womanizer in private!

This is so interesting.

A malicious interest flashed in his eyes, and a thought popped into his heart, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to take a photo to preserve the evidence.

A group of people in Yu Yi waited for Han Yi to change his clothes and come out: "Don't take off your make-up, put on a mask and go. You have to go on stage when you return to the foam."

Feng Shang followed this group of people all the way to the bubble, and he never thought that he could get such a big harvest from a casual visit to the mall.

He pressed the phone excitedly: "Brother Jialiang, let me tell you, I discovered a shocking secret..."

Early on Monday morning, some photos of unknown origin were printed on paper in the form of leaflets, and were specially distributed to various classrooms.

Even all the walls and bulletin boards outside the school gate were brightly pasted with huge posters.

The title is bolded and blacked out, swaggering, for fear that others will not see it—classmates and teachers, please be wary of the people around you: a student surnamed Han in Lancheng No. [-] Middle School is actually a perverted female dresser!

"Han Yi, a student in Class [-] of Lancheng No. [-] Middle School, used the pseudonym "Han Yiyi" while studying at school, and mixed up women's clothing in many bad places. He is really a scum among students, and his nature is extremely bad. I hope the school leaders will give stern Punishment..."

Chen Mo read aloud with the leaflet in his hand, his eyes widened, and he looked at the person in the photo in disbelief, comparing back and forth with Han Yi in front of him.

"Yi, Brother Yi, is this really you?"

Xiao Chi frowned and grabbed the leaflet in his hand, on which was printed a photo of Han Yi in female attire. His first reaction was to hide the leaflet in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Han Yi also saw the flyer on his desk. He picked it up and looked at it for a while, and was still in the mood to admire himself in the photo.

Han Yi flicked the paper twice and clicked his tongue: "It's a pretty good shot."

It's this kind of time and he still hasn't gotten into shape, so Xiao Chi took away the leaflets on the desks of his classmates one by one with a solemn expression, but it was too late.

Not only the people in Class Ten saw it, but the students from other classes also gathered in the corridor of Class Ten to discuss it.

Xiao Chi grabbed Han Yi's wrist violently: "Wait a minute, if the teacher asks you, just say that the photo is from a person, did you hear me?"

Before Han Yi could give him an answer, the teacher came to him.

It seems that this leaflet incident has caused quite a negative impact. Zheng Juan has a stern face, and there is an equally serious dean standing behind him.

"Han Yi, come out."

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