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After throwing down such a harsh word, Ye Qingzhi waved his sleeves and walked away gracefully.

Zeng Xiang was stunned for a while, and he didn't realize until Ye Qingzhi walked out of the office. He turned around and was about to rush out, apparently wanting to beat someone up.

Lao Huang hastily stopped him: "Wait a minute, let's leave after talking about your malicious slander against your classmates."

Zeng Xiang was forced to stop his steps, his angry face was a little distorted, and when he saw the teachers silently staring at him in the office, he rolled his eyes violently.

But people are always responsible for what they do.

……

It was fun for a while to speak harshly, but after the fun, Ye Qingzhi was bombarded by his relatives and friends.

After Lao Ye and Ms. Lin knew about it, they didn't know whether to lament that the usually gentle and soft-tempered son would actually say harsh words, or whether he was speechless and made a willful choice like this.

In the living room, Ye Qingzhi and the two parents sat opposite each other, looking at each other without saying a word.

The two parents hesitated for a while about the option of persuading him to enter the experimental class. Finally, Ms. Lin patted him on the shoulder and said lightly, "You must be responsible for your decision."

Ye Qingzhi sucked the milk and nodded.

After a few of his friends found out, they didn't know whether to comfort or complain, especially after knowing his cruel words, they had nothing to say, and they all said wow, brother Ye is super awesome, you will be the idol of the younger brothers.

Gossip always has an unimaginable speed of transmission.I don't know which friend who was there at the time spread his cruel words, which made him more famous than when he was hung up on the forum.

……

The biggest reaction to this incident was his excuse for leaving home, and Duan was a child.

On the second day after the harsh talk, Ye Qingzhi was blocked by Duan Yiran on the way home from school.

Duan Yiran grabbed Ye Qingzhi and forced him to have an intimate contact with the wall.

Ye Qingzhi hissed softly, trying to slap his hand off, but he didn't slap it, and scolded angrily, "Why are you so angry?"

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Duan Yiran grabbed him viciously, and was so angry that he was about to explode, "We agreed to hold hands in the experimental class, whoever doesn't go in is the dog?"

Ye Qingzhi broke free from his clutches, rubbed his aching back: "I was wrong, but it's really good."

Duan Yiran had an expression of disbelief, and his whole body was full of capital letters: "You fucking?? Ancestor, you are too self-willed. You don't know that the teaching progress of the experimental class is faster and more targeted?"

"I know." Ye Qingzhi straightened his collar which was being pulled crookedly, "But I said everything..."

So, it would be embarrassing to change your mind halfway.

Duan Yiran: "..."

Ye Qingzhi lowered his eyes, giving him an obedient appearance on the surface.

It's really not a big deal, and there's nothing I have to say about my difficulties.

It's very cool to speak harshly, and it's only one reason why I don't want to slap myself in the face after the fun.

He doesn't want the school to be special because he is alone.

Moreover, he has always been troubled by the violent things happening on the Internet, and he became a little impulsive in a fit of anger.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you don't regret it much.

Young people will always be impulsive and reckless at certain times, with a burst of vigor.

Duan Yiran murmured a few words silently after listening to the analysis of Ye Qingzhi's true feelings.

I guess I still want to scold people.

Duan Yiran was somewhat frustrated: "Then we will compare the progress and expand the scope of teaching, and I will lend you my notes. If you dare to drop the ranking, I will not beat you."

"Thank you." Ye Qingzhi raised his eyebrows at him, "Don't worry, I will be number one."

"All right, all right, you're amazing, hurry up, and as a reward, please let me lick some skewers." Duan Yiran snorted a handful of Ye Qingzhi's hair.

"You won't be angry if you invite me?"

"Dream. Oh yes, my brother also knows, he will come back in two days, you should make mental preparations."

Ye Qingzhi paused, then turned around slowly: "How could Brother Feng know?"

He has been friends with Duan Yiran for more than ten years, and Duan Yifeng is two years older than them, so he has consciously shouldered the responsibility of taking care of his younger brothers since childhood.

——When I was young, I beat the two of them a lot.

Duan Yiran finally saw Ye Qingzhi deflated, and smiled brightly: "I told him. Get ready to be beaten."

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Cheating food, cheating and drinking, and suing, is it a job?

He doesn't want this little one anymore.

……

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On the way to the big office, Ye Qingzhi rummaged through his memories, and briefly told Chen Xun about his grievances with Zeng Xiang, and said a few words about Duan Yiran by the way.

Chen Xun was in a complicated mood for a while, his mind was filled with "Why is the plot a bit bloody", "How can that Zeng Xiang be so shameless", "Damn it, my deskmate is so awesome", "The deskmate is really cool ", "His childhood seems to be very good to him" and a series of thoughts.

And there is still a trace of doubt.

He seemed to have heard of such a thing somewhere.

It is also the style of finishing a plot in a few words.

Chen Xun's Chinese level of more than 60 points is not enough for him to sort out these complicated feelings and express them perfectly within three seconds.

So he could only concentrate his complicated emotions on his hands, and patted Ye Qingzhi's head affectionately.

Ye Qingzhi was caught off guard by being touched on the head, and was stunned for a few seconds, but thinking that he had touched his head that day, he didn't say a word, nor did he pat his hand off.

Even it, even it.

Chen Xun was full of words, full of admiration and comfort, but he was still hesitating whether to say it or not.After all, we have only known each other for a week, and some words are too intimate and a bit abrupt.

Neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was a little subtle for a while.

"What are you doing at the gate, showing brotherly love?" Lao Luo carried a corn cob, "Come in."

The delicate and embarrassing atmosphere seemed to be torn apart with a tear.

Chen Xun let out a cry, put the hand on Ye Qingzhi's head on his shoulder, and walked into the office with a very natural appearance.

There is a strong smell of corn in the office, and there is a rice cooker on the table in the corner, which is full of corn.The teachers lined up to receive the corn.

Obviously, it was the contents of this pot that attracted all the teachers on duty for evening self-study.

"Teacher, are you looking for us? What's the matter?"

Lao Luo gnawed the corn on the cob like a cloud: "It's none of your business, Chen Xun, I'm looking for Ye Qingzhi." Then he pointed to Chen Xun, "It's you, Mr. Lu and Mr. Guo, who are looking for you."

Chen Xun: "...All right." I'm really afraid of something.

Chen Xun walked towards Yanyan and Lao Guo, his back showing resistance.

"That's right, our class is going to select class cadres. The teacher wants to ask." Lao Luo took out a roster with a lot of marks on it, "Do you intend to be the class leader?"

Ye Qingzhi didn't expect to talk about this. After thinking for a while, he politely refused: "Teacher, the last time I was the monitor was in the fifth grade of primary school."

Lao Luo was not annoyed, and simply changed the subject, talking to him about the teaching plan and the progress of the experimental class.

After listening for a while, Ye Qingzhi suddenly realized that asking him whether he should be the class monitor was just a very incidental process, and what Lao Luo really wanted to tell him was about him and the experimental class.

His willfulness and impulsiveness made many people worry about him.

Ye Qingzhi felt a little guilty.

Guilt, but no regrets.

He will repay those who help him with his best attitude and achievements.

When the conversation was almost over, Chen Xun didn't know whether he was being scolded or something, and the time was just right, and the two walked out of the office together.

When Chen Xun walked out of the office, he was a little listless, and his trembling hair was full of mourning that didn't match his style.

"Yanyan and the others scolded you?" Ye Qingzhi thought the contrast was a bit funny and asked.

Chen Xun shook his head: "No, not a word."

Ye Qingzhi pushed open the door of the office, and let out a protracted "um", with a nasal sound.

"They analyzed my point loss and poured me chicken soup, telling me to take my time and not rush. They didn't scold me, they were very gentle."

I didn't get scolded, but it was worse than being scolded.

Chen Xun's voice was low and scattered in the night wind.

Ye Qingzhi had never experienced this kind of feeling, but this did not prevent him from feeling a slight astringency sympathetically when he heard Chen Xun's voice.

It's like talking with Lao Luo just now.

Sour, astringent, and a little warm.

He was quiet for a moment, then patted Chen Xun on the shoulder: "They're right, they're just a sophomore in high school, take your time, don't worry."

Chen Xun tilted his head and smiled, as if he accepted the encouragement.

For a moment, there was an illusion that they had known each other for a long time.

The two walked to the classroom side by side.

Chen Xun seemed to be born unable to indulge in sadness, walked slowly a few steps, and regained his usual vitality.

"Hey, I've actually wanted to ask for a long time. Don't you take English listening test here?" Chen Xun asked him with his hands resting on the back of his head.

"It's a test, but it's not the one that is directly connected to the test paper to answer the questions on the radio. It's a whole set of listening and speaking. For relatively large tests, you will go to the computer room for the test. If you don't take the test, your English score will be converted into points."

Chen Xun revealed a trace of imperceptible blankness: "...Ah, so."

It looks sad.

The second self-study class has already started, and there is no one in the corridor, except for a few cicadas, as well as the sound of flipping books and writing pens from the classroom.

It's kind of quiet.

There was still a short distance to the classroom, and the two didn't bother to find a topic, but walked side by side in silence.

Walking to the dark stairway, Ye Qingzhi felt his wrist being pulled.

He stopped.

Chen Xun was half a head taller than him, and slightly bent down to watch him seriously.

Most of the already dim light was blocked by him, Ye Qingzhi could only see his dark and deep eyes.

"what happened?"

Chen Xun looked at him and slowly organized his words: "Actually, I just wanted to say that as a friend, I should also tell you..."

Ye Qingzhi raised his head and looked at him.

"Don't worry about what those people think."

Ye Qingzhi's eyes trembled, and he didn't know if it was because of the close distance or because of his words.

Chen Xun seemed to be afraid of disturbing other classmates, his voice was very soft, and there was a bit of gentleness that could not be described.

"Whether they are jealous or smeared, none of these can change a fact."

"you are excellent."

"Very, very good."

The author has something to say:

For the school exam, I refer to my high school.

I don’t know if listening comprehension is an English test in other places. Anyway, my school usually only does the written part of the test and then converts the scores. The relatively large test is divided into written test and listening. play that.

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I'm drifting away, and I plan to open the next advance payment in advance...

Amway about the upcoming double-opening article.

"The promised substitute is actually a group pet"

Meng Tinghe was kicked out of the house by his father, and changed from a young master to a simple college student.

Because of his face, the rich second-generation junior tried his best to pester him.

When Meng Tinghe agreed to live in his junior's house, everyone was heartbroken: Junior has Bai Yueguang, and Bai Yueguang is still a son of a rich family, why do you want to be a stand-in for such a good-looking beauty!

Even the junior's younger uncle, He Pingsui, snorted coldly: He looks so good-looking, he has to make a fool of himself.

Meng Tinghe: ...?His family is in charge of food and housing.

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Three months later, the junior excitedly welcomed Bai Yueguang back to China.

He Pingsui looked at Meng Tinghe who was packing his luggage and was about to leave, he was half sour: "Look, once he comes back, he will have nothing to do with you."

Meng Tinghe smiled slightly, and came to the airport with his junior.

He Pingsui became even more sour.

When everyone was shocked, thinking that he was going to fight Bai Yueguang, Bai Yueguang approached Meng Tinghe, gave him a hug, and called him affectionately: brother.

Junior:? ? ?

He Pingsui was also slightly taken aback, but then he was overjoyed and started a fierce pursuit.

The onlookers were left in a daze.

What are you shouting for?elder brother?Isn't Meng Tinghe also the young master of a rich family!What about work-study programs? !

……

After going through untold hardships, He Pingsui finally embraced the beauty.One day when he ran into his nephew, He Pingsui smiled triumphantly and said, "I'm calling, this is your little aunt."

Junior:? ? ? ?

Damn why.

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