Heart distance

"There's no reason, and if I say no, it's no good!" Han Tingsong covered his head under the quilt, with a bored and tough tone of getting up.

Han Ziqi felt that this person was being unreasonable, so he tore off the quilt from him and put it on the sofa, "If you don't think it's cold, you can continue to sleep."

He stopped talking to Han Ting and went to the next door to wake up Han Sijun.

"Are you crazy, kid?" Han Tingsong's anger could be heard outside the door, "It's not because of you that I'm so sleepy!"

Han Ziqi laughed through the door.

What does it have to do with me? It's not that I won't let you sleep.

What's more, it has nothing to do with you who I share a bed with.

Arriving at the airport after breakfast, Han Ziqi needs to board the plane with the sponsor's team.

As for Han Tingsong and his brother, as expected, they sat in the first-class seats further forward.

The few hours of the flight flew by quickly.

As soon as he got off the plane, Han Ziqi received a call from Chang Qi.

The person on the other end of the phone was crying and howling, "Dashuai Han, the school is so stupid. Damn it, absolutely! The universe is so stupid!"

"What's wrong?" Han Ziqi asked subconsciously.

Han Tingsong helped him take the suitcase, which made it easier for him to make a phone call.

"Damn it, didn't you just win the first prize in the National Physics Olympiad? It's fine for the school to post a red list and hang a banner. Why the hell does he have to send a message to all the parents!" Chang Qi's loud voice shook Han Ziqi's ear hurts, even though the volume is turned down to the minimum, it still feels noisy.

"All, all, do you understand? It's really all. My parents' mobile phones have been received, and there are more than one!" Chang Qi became more and more angry, "Because of this, my mother scolded me all morning. She said I didn't Fighting, playing with you for so many years, I haven't even caught up with your fraction."

Han Ziqi pinched the bridge of his nose, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Dashuai Han, what should I do!" Chang Qi was helpless and pitiful, "My mother said, if I still get this damn score in the final exam, she will throw me out of the house!"

"Besides, I made an appointment with that little guy Li Zeran to improve together. But I said casually at the time, I thought he was only at the middle level, but I didn't expect that kid to be in the top [-] in his grade!"

"Why, Marshal Han, tell me why! Why I have the ability to make my friends happy, but I can't make myself better. Why am I still at the bottom of my grade!"

Han Ziqi listened to the crying and complaining for no less than 10 minutes, Han Tingsong had already booked a car and waited for him.

Han Ziqi didn't want him to wait, so he interrupted Chang Qi, "Wait until I go to school tomorrow, hang up first."

When he got into the taxi, Han Tingsong asked, "Chang Qi?"

"Hmm." Han Ziqi asked back, "How do you know?"

"I saw that he posted on Moments, as if he was going to die, I guess he has to complain to you." Han Tingsong said indifferently: "However, it is very miserable to have a friend like you."

"It's fine if you can't rely on anything, but you will be crushed under your feet every day and become someone else's child." Han Tingsong shook his head and sighed, "It's really pitiful!"

Han Ziqi was unconvinced, "Who said I didn't help him, I tutored him with homework for a vacation. It's because he didn't live up to it, and he still couldn't do it after many times."

"Who stipulated that if the teacher teaches, the students can learn?"

"Then you mean that I'm not good at teaching?" Han Ziqi said confidently, "I taught Fang Wenyu before, it was the man who disguised himself as a woman, and his grades improved very quickly."

Han Tingsong snorted softly, and said disdainfully: "That kid looks like a human being at first glance, he deliberately pretends not to understand, he doesn't need your guidance at all."

Han Ziqi was taken aback, this answer was completely unexpected, "You mean, he's just pretending?"

"Who knows." Han Tingsong shrugged, and said casually: "Learning is a matter of teaching students according to their aptitude. Although Chang Qi is not stupid, his brain is completely different from yours. You can't teach him with your way of thinking. .”

"How do you know what I told him?"

"I can get a general understanding after watching your live broadcast." Han Tingsong turned down the air vent of the air conditioner to prevent it from blowing on Han Ziqi, "It's like the big mechanics problem you talked about in the live broadcast room the night before your senior year. Although those who really listened to your lecture The level of people is not too bad, but if you jumped three steps in a row, they didn't understand at all."

Han Ziqi's back was stiff, he hesitated to speak.

"Why, what I said is wrong?" Han Tingsong turned to look at him.

"No, no problem." Han Ziqi never expected that this person would watch his live broadcast. Does that mean that the questions he asked netizens before would also be seen.

Han Ziqi's cheeks were hot, trying to numb himself, pretending that nothing happened.

Han Tingsong continued: "In the future, you can invite Chang Qi to come to your house on weekends, and I will give him counseling."

Han Ziqi didn't like a noisy environment with people as guests, "No."

"Child, don't be self-willed. Humans live in packs. It's fine to invite friends to your house." Han Tingsong tried to persuade him.

When the other party mentioned it, Han Ziqi remembered that Chang Qi had visited his house a few times when he was very young.It wasn't that the person concerned didn't want to come, but that Han Ziqi didn't want to.

Even if Chang Qi came to him for something, he always went downstairs to his house and called him.

From this point of view, his personality is indeed bad, but Chang Qi is still willing to be called a friend.

"Call him over in the last two weeks." Han Tingsong thought of something again, "Oh yes, by the way, call his little boyfriend here too."

Han Ziqi didn't understand why this person always likes to make random guesses, "They are just friends, don't talk nonsense."

"Sooner or later, if you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

"What are you gambling?"

"I bet they will get back together within half a year." Han Tingsong was very interested, "How is it?"

"boring."

"That's right." Han Tingsong frowned, "Has that boy in disguise harassed you recently?"

When the other party mentioned it, Han Ziqi realized that since the last class with Fang Wenyu before the winter vacation, that person seemed to have disappeared from the world, and he hadn't contacted him again.

"No."

"Well, that's fine." Han Tingsong was still worried, "If he harass you again, remember to tell me."

Han Ziqi nodded.

"Okay, let's go downstairs to eat hot pot tonight, I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Okay, okay!" Han Sijun was very excited, "Hotpot hotpot, my brother also wants to eat hotpot! Delicious hotpot."

On the second day after returning from Shanghai, Han Ziqi went back to school step by step.

When he stood at the gate of the school, he felt Chang Qi's complaints and troubles very much.

A banner with his name was hung above the school gate, and his so-called "success history" was played on the radio in a loop. This sound continued until the end of self-study, and Han Ziqi's scalp felt numb and his veins twitched.

Han Ziqi, who had received a lot of attention in school before, has simply been promoted to become a well-known figure today.

Wherever he went, people secretly talked about him, or boldly walked up to him to congratulate him.

This kind of mental torture lasted until after school in the afternoon, when the monitor came over, "Han Ziqi, the school committee of the next class asked me to convey it to you, and the principal asked you to go to his office."

"now?"

The squad leader nodded, "Yes, right now."

In the past, the headmaster didn't miss him often. Generally, he was mostly between classes, and he rarely looked for him after school.

It was probably about the issue of Osai No. 1 again, Han Ziqi didn't think too much, took out his phone and sent Han Tingsong a WeChat message.

"I have something to do after school, I may be late at home, you guys eat first, don't wait for me."

Received a reply from the other party soon.

"it is good."

"By the way, don't forget to tell Chang Qi about tutoring homework on weekends."

Han Ziqi tapped his fingertips on the phone screen and did not reply.

He took back his phone and called Chang Qi who was about to leave with his schoolbag.

"Do you want to come to my house to study on weekends?" Han Ziqi, who was inviting others for the first time, was still a little uncomfortable.

Chang Qi was taken aback, scratched his hair, suspected that something was wrong with his brain, and then he realized that there was a usual happy smile on his face, "Okay!"

Chang Qi's happiness and anger are always written on his face, and he never hides it from anyone.

"Is it just for a day? Can I have dinner at your house at noon?"

"Ah."

"Ahhhh!" Chang Qi excitedly shook Han Ziqi's shoulders, "So you can eat your brother's cooking?"

"Well, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll let my brother do it."

"Really? I'm sorry, Dashuai Han, do you know? When I was young, my sister and I went to your house to eat a few times, and I was hungry for your brother's braised pork. Really, I have been hungry for several years." Chang Qi rubbed Rubbing hands together, full of anticipation.

Han Ziqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier if you want to eat, this dish is not complicated to make."

Chang Qi scratched his head, "Hey, am I afraid of causing trouble to you and your brother?"

"No trouble, I'll do it for you this week."

Han Ziqi suddenly realized that it is good to make friends happy, and it seems that it can also be exchanged for self-pleasure.

"Okay, see you that weekend."

"Wait." Han Ziqi stopped him, "If it's convenient, you can also call Li Zeran."

Chang Qi was stunned, and immediately smiled, "Okay!"

After saying goodbye to Chang Qi, Han Ziqi put on his schoolbag and walked to the principal's office alone.

The principal's office is located in an old office building on the inner side of the school. The location is extremely remote, especially during school hours, and almost no one passes by.

Han Ziqi took the elevator to the fifth floor. After school, in order to save electricity, the school turned off the voice-activated lights at the entrance of the corridor.

The principal's office is at the end of the fifth floor.

Han Ziqi stood at the door and knocked lightly three times, but no one responded.

He knocked a few more times, but still no answer.

Han Ziqi put his hand on the doorknob, pushed gently, and the door opened.

"Principal, are you looking for me?" Han Ziqi asked through the crack of the door.

Still getting no response, he pushed the door open and walked in slowly.

There was no one at the desk where the principal often sat, so he walked in again, "Principal, are you there?"

"Child period."

The person concerned turned his head in search of the sound, and his expression immediately became serious.

Fang Wenyu in front of him was holding a large bouquet of roses and came to him from the next room, "Congratulations on winning the first prize."

Han Ziqi was expressionless and was about to leave, but found that the gate was blocked by Fang Wenyu.

"This flower is a little wrinkled. Don't dislike it. I originally wanted to bless you personally this morning, but there were too many people around you at that time. Only here can belong to the two of us. This joy, I just want to I want to share it with you." Fang Wenyu handed the rose to him, smiling like a flower.

"I'm here to find the principal." Han Ziqi didn't even bother to look at it.

"There is no principal, only me. I called you here in the name of the principal." Fang Wenyu bit his lip and said aggrievedly: "I hope you don't get angry, I really have no other choice."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fang Wenyu lowered his head and smelled the flowers, "I used to expect to see you every week during tutoring, but now, I don't even have the chance to study with you."

Fang Wenyu had tears in his eyes, "I'm humble and pitiful, right? I'm so ugly now, I'm definitely not what you like."

"Fang Wenyu, don't make trouble." Han Ziqi said sarcastically.

"Ziqi, your attitude towards me is so bad now. Do you hate me so much because I'm not wearing a skirt? Can't you accept me even a little bit?" Fang Wenyu took two steps closer to him as he spoke.

"I can't wear skirts at school today, so you don't like them anymore, I'm sorry." Fang Wenyu's eyes are full of sincerity.

"I didn't." Han Ziqi was impatient.

Fang Wenyu became impatient, "You are lying! You just hate me now."

"Fang Wenyu, do you think you know me well?" Han Ziqi was helpless.

"Of course." He wiped away his tears and said proudly: "I know everything about you, your family, your past, your preferences. I have read every book and movie you like, and walked through All the paths you have traveled. You are my everything and no one knows you better than I do."

"Since you think you know me well, you should know that I will never like you." Han Ziqi said righteously.

"No, it's not." Fang Wenyu, who was holding the rose, began to tremble with anger, like a madman, "As long as I become a girl, you will like me, you just can't accept the bondage of the world. But it doesn't matter, I don't blame you , we will be fine, we will be fine, you believe me."

Han Ziqi pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long sigh, "Whatever you think, get out of the way, I'm leaving."

"Okay, I won't stop you." Fang Wenyu was humble and pitiful, "I know I can't stop you, but please accept the flowers, okay?"

Fang Wenyu held the flowers in both hands, hanging in the air, waiting for him to pick them up.

Han Ziqi treated him like air, opened the door and left, not wanting to stay for a second.

When Han Ziqi got home, he found that the two of them were watching Super Wings, and the dinner was neatly placed on the dining table without taking a bite.

"Didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" Han Ziqi washed his hands and sat at the table.

"It's okay, we're not hungry either." Han Tingsong picked up the chicken wings and put them on Han Sijun's plate, asking him, "Why is it so late today?"

Han Ziqi didn't want him to worry, so he lied, "It's fine."

"You seem to be preoccupied." Han Tingsong was not so easy to coax.

"It's all right. It's probably because the school broadcast praised me for a day. I'm tired of listening."

Han Tingsong didn't ask any more questions, picked out the fish and put it into Han Ziqi's bowl, "Let's eat."

On Friday night, Han Ziqi and Chang Qi agreed to come to his house every Saturday morning to make up lessons.

Regarding making up lessons, Chang Qi and Li Zeran were obviously much more active than him.

On Saturday, while they were still having breakfast, the other two had already knocked on the door of his house.

Although Chang Qi hasn't been to Han Ziqi's house for many years, he is still relaxed and familiar with him.

On the other hand, Li Zeran was more cautious.

Li Zeran stood at the door with a bag of fruit, and said cautiously, "Hello, Teacher Han, and Hello, Student Han."

Finally, Li Zeran's eyes fell on Han Sijun, even though Han Sijun's face was covered with chocolate sauce, and he was still holding a toy car in his hand.

Li Zeran did not show any abnormality, and said gently: "Hello, brother."

"Hello, hello." Han Sijun seemed to like this new classmate who met for the first time, and took the fruit enthusiastically, smiling, "Brother will serve you delicious food at noon!"

"Well, thank you brother, I always heard that Chang Qi said that your cooking is very delicious, today is a blessing." Li Zeran smiled brightly.

Regarding his family, based on what Han Ziqi knew about Chang Qi, the latter would never mention it to others.So Li Zeran's generous performance today was completely unexpected by Han Ziqi, but it warmed his heart.

"Okay, let's all come to class." Han Tingsong crossed his arms and sat at the table, "Of course, it's mainly Chang Qi."

Han Sijun is a very lively person, even before he got sick, he still liked to invite friends to his house as guests.It has been six years, and it is rare to have so many friends at home.They were in class, and Han Sijun was busy in the kitchen all morning.

The other three sat at the table, while Han Ziqi sat on the sofa and studied the physics test paper.

As the oldest Han Ziqi, he didn't need tutoring at all, but he was also curious about the individualized teaching that Han Tingsong said.

Compared with his succinctness, Han Tingsong is indeed more detailed, and he is also good at summarizing simple methods for Chang Qi.

When giving lectures to Chang Qi before, Han Ziqi thought that self-summarization was a matter of course.But today I discovered that some people may be short of not knowing how to summarize themselves.

At noon, Li Zeran stopped writing and came to the kitchen, "Brother Si Jun, do you need help?"

Usually at home, Han Sijun is responsible for cooking.The other two in the family don't know anything about it, and at most help to clean the dishes.Today, the guest directly offered to help, but Han Sijun was shy and hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, no, no."

"Brother Jun, just ask him to help. He has good grades and doesn't need tutoring." Han Tingsong said.

"Yes, I know those things. I did all the questions that Mr. Han left me right." Li Zeran smiled and took the green vegetables from Han Sijun's hand, "I usually like to cook at home, and I happened to be studying with you today. one time."

"Yeah!" Han Sijun smiled brightly, his head was like a pound of garlic.

Han Ziqi, who also didn't need tutoring, leaned aside and turned to look at the two busy people in the kitchen.

Even if he only looked at his back, Han Ziqi knew that his brother was very happy now.

"How is it? Your buddy picked a pretty good one, right?" Han Tingsong sat beside him.

Han Ziqi subconsciously glanced at Chang Qi, who was struggling with a three-dimensional geometry problem and did not hear Han Tingsong's words.

Only then did he feel relieved, and complained in a low voice, "Can you stop acting like you know everything."

Han Tingsong didn't take it seriously, "But I really understand it."

"Why do you like to speculate on other people's privacy so much?"

"It's interesting, isn't it?" Han Ting raised his eyebrows loosely.

"Then you guess me too."

Han Tingsong rested his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, "What are you guessing?"

"Conjecture..." Han Ziqi paused, his eyes fluttered slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Who is my future date?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Han has been working hard to help Xiao Han accept the people around him. I hope he will make more friends and let him go to the sun!

After counting, we will welcome an adult Xiao Han classmate next week, please pay attention to check it, happy reading, okay.

感谢在2021-07-2408:54:52~2021-07-2508:07:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!