why are you forcing me to study

what?

What is this guy talking about?

He Qing looked back at his watch, he was so anxious that his heart was about to explode, this guy is still in the mood to joke here!

"Shan Yunche, you lunatic..."

"You promise me first."

madman! !

"Nonsense! What time is it? Can I still not promise you? I order you to put down the phone now, immediately, immediately! Pick up a pen and write the question!! I heard there is no Shan Yunche!!"

Shan Yunche looked at him, the corners of his mouth raised little by little, "You said that."

There are only 8 minutes left and the answer board is still blank. How can this person still laugh?

"Yes! I said it! Hurry up!!"

This time, Shan Yunche finally obediently put down the phone and asked the staff to take it away.

Although Li Ziyang is in the process of writing vigorously, he almost writes a little bit and then paints it into a bunch of black blobs with a pen.

He doesn't know how to write at all.

He swears that he has read all the competition questions that can be bought on the market.

In the questions in the first two games, you can more or less see the shadow of the questions that have been brushed.

But the finale, the last one, he had never seen in any competition book.

Really not.

To keep writing is just deceiving yourself.

By the end of the application, even my face was flushed.

"7 minutes!!"

"Ah, I'm so nervous!!"

"What the hell is God going to do!"

Shan Yunche formally picked up the electronic pen on the side and started the writing process.

The students in the auditorium of the two schools were all staring at his handwritten screen.

From the beginning of writing to the answer, there are five lines in total.

No daubs, no pauses.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

The roll surface is refreshing and neat.

The formula answer is clear and straightforward.

With 1 minute left, he rang the bell.

Suddenly, the entire arena fell silent.

Not a single spectator uttered a word.

Silence is better than sound here.

Finally, the most authoritative expert teacher on the judges' bench stood up, moved the microphone in front of him to his lips, and said, "Student Shan Yunche."

All the students in Class [-] listened to the trial quietly with their hearts tensed.

"You are the most powerful player I have ever seen." He took off the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled, "It seems that this gold medal must belong to you."

The teacher marking the papers next to him also stood up and said four words with a smile: "Totally correct."

All the teachers on the judging table stood up and applauded.

Referee: "No. 16th National Chemistry Competition S City Competition, Pucheng No. [-] Middle School, win!"

Cheers erupted from the audience.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"God is awesome!!!"

"Brother Che, I love you!!!!!!"

"What's your name? My name is Grandpa!"

Xu Yuan: "I declare that from today onwards, I will be the number one fan of God! No one is allowed to snatch it from me!!"

Lu Wenye: "I fucking knelt down!!"

The popcorn and chips were kicked over and scattered all over the floor.

The students huddled together happily.

He Xiaohan shouted until his voice was almost hoarse.

There was still a dead silence on Boying's side.

"Fuck!" Li Ziyang kicked down the chair beside him.

His teammates patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, Ziyang, you're already great."

This is Boying's first loss in so many years.

Lost to his former self.

Li Ziyang originally thought that the education platform was different, Shan Yunche might regress, and he might catch up with him.

But he realized that he was wrong.

Excellent people shine even in the dark.

Besides, he was standing in the sun.

The expert hung the gold medal around his neck, "I look forward to seeing you in the provincial competition next year."

After the awarding ceremony, Shan Yunche slowly walked off the stage.

He Qing returned to that direction.

When it comes, there is light.

It turned out that his worry just now was completely unnecessary.

... This man is really.

Make him worry for nothing.

He Qinghui couldn't describe his current mood.

I don't know how to express it either.

But he wants to do what he wants to do most at this moment.

He Qing smiled back and rushed towards Shan Yunche, jumped on him and hugged him, "Shan Yunche, you are amazing!!"

Shan Yunche firmly wrapped his arms around his waist, tightening his arms bit by bit, as if wanting to melt him into his soul.

"happy."

"You are too good. Have you done that question before?"

"No."

Is that what you think now?

That's too awesome.

"Then how did you come up with it?"

Shan Yunche smiled and said, "I thought of you when I saw you."

"Tch, you can really talk nonsense with your eyes open."

He Qinghui straightened up, put his hands on his shoulders, "Where's the gold medal?"

Shan Yunche looked down at his chest to signal him.

"It's really a gold medal, it's golden." He Qinghui picked up the gold medal and admired it, like an ignorant and curious baby.

"I have the gold medal." Shan Yunche raised his head and looked at him playfully, "Where is my reward?"

award.

a kiss.

"I'm... right, expedient..."

"You want to go back on it?"

"I……"

"If you don't give me a reward, I'll punish you." Of course Shan Yunche didn't intend to let him go, "You pick one."

The logic is perfect and there are no loopholes.

One has to learn to balance.

"..."

He Qing looked around, there should be no one watching now.

So, is it hard for a gentleman to chase after a word?

Rewards are rewards.

"Shan Yunche."

"Ok?"

"You, open your mouth."

Open your mouth?

It's a little irritating.

Shan Yunche smiled and opened his lips slightly.

He Qinghui stuffed the gold medal into his mouth with one hand and let him bite, and pulled his neck with the other hand, and kissed him deeply between the eyebrows.

Close your eyes.

He Qinghui could feel his long eyelashes touching his chin lightly.

enough.

It should be long enough... right?

He Qinghui slowly opened his eyes, not daring to look directly at Shan Yunche, and turned his face to the side.

Shan Yunche let go of the gold medal.

"Is this your reward?"

"You didn't say where to kiss."

It turned out to be a little rascal.

Xu Yuan, Lu Wenye and others ran towards them from a distance.

"Ah, my God, here I come! Please accept my knee!"

When He Qinghui heard Xu Yuan's voice approaching, he was so frightened that he quickly broke away from Shan Yunche's embrace, and got off of him in a panic.

These two are so close...

It seems that I may not come at the right time.

Sun Yina and Yu Chenchen also followed and surrounded them.

Sun Yina: "Well, Teacher Pan has booked a place in a nearby hotel and is going to invite us to a celebration banquet. You two prepare."

Pan Zhongsheng booked a large private room for them, which can seat about a dozen people.

Shan Yunche sat back next to He Qing.

Pan Zhongsheng sat across from the two of them, filled himself with a glass of wine first, stood up and respected Shan Yunche, "Shan Yunche, today, although Teacher Pan was not there to watch, I watched the whole live broadcast on the school website. First of all Congratulations on winning the gold medal in the municipal competition! Today's performance was very exciting!"

I don't know who added a sentence: "Hey, what you said, Lao Pan, what day will our great god not perform well?"

"Hahaha yes yes," Pan Zhongsheng smiled brightly, "Come on, let me respect you with this cup."

Shan Yunche stood up and toasted with Pan Zhongsheng, then raised his head and drank all the wine in his hand in one go.

Yu Chenchen worried: "Ah, is it okay to drink like this?"

Pan Zhongsheng waved his hand, "Hey, it's okay. He's going to be a man soon, so it's not a big deal to drink some wine, right Shan Yunche?"

Shan Yunche nodded and sat down.

He Qinghui couldn't help but look at his expression curiously.

Didn't change at all?

It was clear that the cup he drank just now was not small.

How can you drink so well?

Incredible.

Pan Zhongsheng immediately filled another glass for himself, and turned back to He Qing.

He Qing looked back at this and quickly poured himself a drink.

Although he never drank.

As a result, Shan Yunche grabbed the wrist as soon as he touched the wine bottle.

He Qinghui looked at him blankly, "What...what are you doing?"

Shan Yunche picked up the boiled water on the table, took the cup in his hand and filled it up, and then gave it back to him, "Drink this."