Brother, here is a sand sculpture from 82

Although Ye Qingzhi was full of ardent expectations for Chen Xun, it was clear that achievement, a material thing, would not be transferred by human subjective will.

The speed of the results of the third monthly exam is still the style of No. [-] Middle School.

On the night after the English test, that is, on Friday night, the results of each subject and grade ranking were sent to the students.

Chen Xun made a video call to Ye Qingzhi on the spot: "Mr. Qingliu, the grades are out."

Ye Qingzhi subconsciously indulged his bad habit of calling him and even videotaping him for everything, and picked up the video.

"Ok?"

Chen Xun: "I sent you a screenshot of the report card, and the total score has improved by [-] points from last time!"

Ye Qingzhi looked into his bright eyes, raised his eyebrows, put down the pen in his hand, and clicked on the picture he sent.

This person's science scores have not changed much, and the two subjects of Chinese and English have improved by seven or eight points based on the previous scores.

"Not bad." Teacher Qingliu nodded with satisfaction, "According to this progress, you will be able to pass before the end of next semester."

Chen Xun: "..." suddenly frustrated.

Ye Qingzhi watched his expression change from being beaming to one with his face folded, and couldn't hold back a chuckle.

He poked Chen Xun's cheek from the air: "Brother Xun is making steady progress, keep at it, the college entrance examination will definitely be fine."

Chen Xun, who was awakened to the truth, lost his mind: "But I failed those two subjects."

Ye Qingzhi: "...that's Lao Luo trying to fool you."

Is it really so easy to improve from 90 points to more than [-] points in half a semester!

Chen Xun pondered for a few seconds, felt that what Ye Qingzhi said made sense, and returned to the high-spirited state: "You are right! Keep this progress and catch up with the Premier League!"

Ye Qingzhi looked at his confident deskmate, and agreed with difficulty: "...Yes, your mentality is very good."

It was just after ten o'clock at this time, and looking out through the window, the hall was full of hustle and bustle.

Ye Qingzhi sat cross-legged on the bay window, with his head leaning against the glass, one side was the flashing neon lights in the distance, and the other side was quiet and desolate—Ms. Now, Lao Ye's work and rest have followed his wife's schedule.

Ye's living room was quiet, and the voices of Ye Qingzhi and Chen Xun subconsciously lowered a few degrees.

"Brother Xun, do you want an appointment tomorrow, to celebrate your progress in the monthly exam again."

Chen Xun was overwhelmed by flattery: "Mr. Qingliu took the initiative to invite me, how can I not refuse! Let's make a date! Let's make a date or play! Where is it!"

Ye Qingzhi moved his eyes back from the window, stared at Chen Xun who was screaming, and moved the camera closer: "Then take you to drink morning tea tomorrow morning?"

Chen Xun immediately agreed to Teacher Qingliu's proposal without thinking: "Okay, okay!"

"..."

The two discussed the time and place for a while, and after confirming it, they chatted along the offset topic.

By the time the two said good night to each other and hung up the video call, it was already two hours later.

Ye Qingzhi put down the phone and touched it for a while.

The duration and frequency of the video of the two of them, why is it so like a young couple getting along with each other.

Bah, what a young couple, they are not now.

Wait, what is not now.

Ye Qingzhi straightened out the logic in his mind, buried himself in the quilt with his eyes open, and slowly closed his eyes with self-doubt.

Good night, Schrödinger's straight man.

……

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Seven o'clock the next day.

Ye Qingzhi and Chen Xun walked side by side on the street.Following Chen Xun's instructions repeated five times, he put on a thick fluffy coat.

The person who told him to put on a thin coat casually came out and wandered around, and he also disliked that his sweetheart was not wearing thick enough.

"Mr. Qingliu, put your hat on." Before Chen Xun could finish speaking, he put the hat on Ye Qing's coat back by himself, "Have you worn long johns? It's so cold in the morning."

Ye Qingzhi's sight was blocked by the hat: "...Brother Xun, you make me feel like I'm talking to my grandma."

Chen Xun said with a broken heart: "This is clearly the care of love."

There were also many people on the streets in the early morning of the weekend. A few people who came out for morning jogs and social animals who went to work on weekends hurried past them.

The two of them were very leisurely, discussing the extremely boring topic of "Is the care of long johns exclusive to the elders" for more than ten minutes, and walked slowly to the place for morning tea.

The two of them ordered breakfast for two people last night, and not long after they were seated, eight breakfast items including porridge powder buns and pastries were served.

The store was already full of people, and the lobby was filled with various dialects, making it extremely lively.

Chen Xun leaned forward and looked into Ye Qingzhi's eyes: "I would like to thank Teacher Qingliu for helping me during this period of morning tea."

Influenced by his good brother's solemn attitude, Ye Qingzhi also sat up straight and waved his hands modestly: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Chen Xun held up a cage of quicksandbags with his backhand: "Respect!"

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

What to do, the atmosphere is gone.

Ye Qingzhi twitched the corner of his mouth and picked up another steamed bun to touch him, put down the steamer, and poked a small steamed bun: "Okay, okay, eat quickly."

Chen Xun showed his amazing eating speed and appetite in a good manner.He tried all seven breakfasts except the fish-flavored shredded pork bun.

"Brother Xun, do you dislike it?" Ye Qingzhi poked the steamed stuffed bun, "It's delicious, why don't you give it a try?"

Chen Xun looked hesitant: "I have a showdown, I don't know why, I have always resisted things related to fish-flavored pork shreds since I was a child."

Ye Qingzhi raised his head: "Don't like this taste?"

Chen Xun shook his head honestly: "No, I haven't eaten it, it's just that my subconscious mind thinks it's not something I can accept, it's just... that kind of wonderful feeling, you understand."

Ye Qingzhi: "?"

Sorry, he doesn't understand very well.

He picked up a crystal round steamed bun and asked, "Really don't you want to try it? It tastes pretty good."

Chen Xun was stared at by Ye Qingzhi's expectant eyes, and he was very weakly shaken: "Since Teacher Qingliu kindly invited..."

30 seconds later.

Chen Xun faltered: "From today onwards, I will be a slave to the fish-flavored shredded pork bun."

Ye Qingzhi: "..." It may not be necessary.

After succumbing to the fish-flavored shredded pork bun, Chen Xun slowed down his cooking speed, and chatted with Ye Qingzhi slowly while eating.

The old man at the next table waited for a long time for his steamed stuffed bun, so he stopped a waiter puzzledly: "Why aren't my steamed stuffed buns and rice noodles served yet? Those two pretty guys who came later than me are almost finished! "

Ye Qingzhi was suddenly cueed, and his hand holding the bun stopped in the air, blinked, and looked at the old man through the curtain: "Huh?"

The old man looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly showed a kind smile: "It's okay, handsome, you can continue to eat, eat more, you look thinner."

Ye Qingzhi: "Okay, thank you...?"

The waiter looked at the situation at both ends, and started to order food online with the old man Amway, sweating profusely.

Chen Xun, who was sitting at the other end of the table, stopped eating when the old man said the first sentence, ready to speak for Ye Qingzhi at any time.

However, the subsequent development somewhat exceeded his expectations.

The former street tyrant looked at his sweetheart sitting across from him, watched him easily get the love of a strange old man, saw his gentle and cute smile, and the gentle and hot emotions in his heart were so turbulent that it was difficult to suppress.

Such a good teacher Qingliu.

It is his favorite teacher Qingliu.

Suddenly, I don't want to cautiously probe again, I want to... directly ask him what he thinks.

"Teacher Qingliu."

After Ye Qingzhi's exchange with the old man ended, he turned to look at Chen Xun.

Chen Xun held the hand of the chopsticks, and with this inexplicable courage, said bluntly: "If there is a boy..."

——What would happen if I confessed to you?

Will he be disgusted, or calmly refuse, or...willing to accept?

Chen Xun's heart was beating fast, and he was about to ask the second half of the sentence.

"Hey! By the way! Pretty boy, do you have a date?" The old man at the next table suddenly lifted the curtain and looked at him with a smile, "My granddaughter likes your pretty boy the most. If not, do you want to give me one?" My friend, she is quite tall, beautiful and can play the piano."

Ye Qingzhi: "???"

Are you so anxious about this kind of thing?

Ye Qing glanced at Chen Xun subconsciously, and then answered the old man: "I don't have a date, but it doesn't matter if I make friends. I want to fall in love or not, and I want to study hard."

And...he always felt that his identity as a straight man was a bit Schrödinger, and it was impossible to delay other girls in this situation.

The old man lowered the curtain in disappointment and continued to wait for his pho.

Ye Qingzhi finished coping with this little episode, and resumed the topic just now: "Brother Xun, what do you want to say, what does the boy want to do?"

The second half of the sentence that Chen Xun didn't say was swallowed back abruptly.

I don't want to fall in love.

And he didn't say whether he likes boys or girls.

The courage and eagerness that Chen Xun clamored to ask quickly shrank back and disappeared without a trace.

"It's nothing."

Ye Qingzhi thinks that good brothers don't seem to be nothing.Looking at Chen Xun's gloomy expression, he hesitated to speak for a moment, but he still didn't ask further.

Give your friends a private space.

Chen Xun ate his morning tea listlessly, and the new favorite buns were no longer fragrant.

Why isn't Teacher Qingliu curious about what the next words are?

……

In the second half of morning tea, both of them ate absent-mindedly.After eating and drinking, the two walked out of the tea house facing the north wind.

Unlike the happy atmosphere when they came, both of them were a little silent when they came out.

At the end of the street, Ye Qingzhi grabbed Chen Xun: "Hey, wait, it's a red light."

Chen Xun originally planned to stop the car, but after being grabbed by Ye Qingzhi, he didn't refute, but just grabbed his hand.

"Ok?"

The red light at this intersection was extremely long, lasting more than 80 seconds.

Chen Xun held Ye Qingzhi's hand silently, and when the number jumped to No.30, he lowered his head and asked, "Don't you want to fall in love?"

Ye Qingzhi reacted for a while before he understood what he said.

It was the kind words he said to the old man.

He raised his head slightly and bumped into Chen Xun's deep eyes. He was shaken by the complex and strong emotions inside for a moment, and his heart beat subconsciously faster.

The traffic lights entered a ten-second countdown.

Ye Qingzhi twitched his eyelashes, tracing the outline of Chen Xun with his eyes: "Theoretically, that's the case, but if you meet someone you like...it's not necessarily true."

The voice fell, and the red light turned to green.Ye Qingzhi held his cheek with the other hand, turned the held hand in a circle, grabbed Chen Xun and walked forward: "The green light is here."

Chen Xun followed behind, looking at his back, he became happier a little bit.

The sky was blue again, and he was OK again.

In a few days, choose an auspicious day to test Teacher Qingliu.

……

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on Monday.

Early in the morning, the answer sheets and answer analysis for each subject were sent out.

Chen Xun selectively ignored the answer sheets for the two subjects that frustrated him, and picked up his math answer sheet.

"Why do I only have 149 points?"

Ye Qingzhi looked at him curiously: "Brother Xun, you have changed."

It doesn't matter if I was too lazy to write "Answer" and got two points deducted.

Chen Xun: "It's different now, every point counts. No, I'll go to Lao Luo to discuss it."

As soon as he went, he went to a morning reading class.When I went there, I was full of sharpness and vigor, and when I came back, I was surrounded by Zen.

Ye Qingzhi said cautiously: "What did you do?"

Chen Xun: "You should ask the old man what."

Ye Qingzhi asked cooperatively: "Oh? What did he do?"

Chen Xun looked hopeless: "In order to wash away my dissatisfaction and resentment, he cast a great compassion curse on me for a class."

The author has something to say:

Brother Xun: The mundane world has nothing to do with me.

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Thank you Yanyangtian for the nutrient solution!Pooh!