He is secretly studying [Transmigration Book]

In the sports meeting, class one has no competitiveness at all. If it weren't for the school's rigid regulations, teacher Zheng, the head teacher of class one, would absolutely refuse to allow his classmates to participate. This is a waste of time.

Most of the preliminaries in the morning were eliminated in the first round of a class.The remaining 5000 meters will be run tomorrow morning. There is no preliminaries for this one, it is too much, and I am afraid that the students will be exhausted.

Now most of the active figures on the playground are ordinary class students. According to the conventional label of a class of teacher Zheng, it is 'only those who can't study well can exercise well'.

Someone was an accident.

The sophomore area was too lively to sit on the stage, mainly because of the loud drums.

"Pei Ling, Pei Ling, number one, number one!"

"Come on, Pei Ling, Pei Ling is number one!"

"Second class Pei Ling, challenge a new high!"

Slogan, every sentence with name.Who in the second year of high school didn't know that the first grade 'Pei Ling' Pei Shen, who overwhelmed Class [-], cast their eyes on the playground items.

In the sitting area of ​​Class [-], most of the students read books with their hands in their hands, or listened to English with their Walkmans, but the environment is very noisy—mainly because the neighbors are too lively and loud, and with the thunderous name, the person who takes off the earphones Take off the earphones, and those who put down the books put down the books in their hands.

"It's really Pei Ling, he jumped high."

"Where is it going now? Oh, oh, let's see who gets to the final in the last round."

"Why is Pei Ling wasting time to participate in this? It can't be a round trip, right?"

The one who said this was a class of one-round tour students who didn't like sports. In order to get off the field early and come back to read books, they didn't try their best during the preliminaries, so naturally they came back early.

"You just know, but Pei Ling dances pretty well."

There are many ordinary classes named Peiling and Peishen in the second year of high school. Class [-] may have its own arrogance. Even those in the competition class are called Peishen when discussing questions in the competition class. They are usually called by their first names in their own class.Because everyone in the class calls it that way, your name is Pei Shen, which seems out of place.

It also seems that the first group of people is called the second group of Pei Shen, which is a loss of face for the rocket group.

"The height is 1.7 meters eight."

"Pei Ling is still there? He is also quite powerful."

When Class One said these words, Pei Ling was already on the field.With an assist start, you can see from a distance that Pei Ling's posture is very sensitive, and his posture over the bar is very beautiful, as if watching a sports meeting on TV.

"It's really over!"

"Cow."

Someone in class said.

Li Youqing didn't speak, his eyes under the glasses focused and earnestly looked at the high jump event on the playground, showing a bit of envy and admiration. Later, Pei Ling made it to the afternoon final without any accidents, and Li Youqing didn't even read the book in his hand.

"God Pei is really good."

"He has a good brain and can jump so well. I really didn't expect it."

The high jump event is over, and the morning preliminaries are over, and everyone can go to have lunch after leaving the field.Li Youqing heard several other people in the class talking and praising Peiling in a low voice, the tone was not lacking in envy and admiration, but also hiding, afraid of being heard by other people in the class.

Suddenly, I felt that Class One was meaningless.

He was also one of them before, relying on his good academic performance, his eyes above the top, and his body full of pride, he only studied, and he looked down on all activities that waste study time.If it was said that he would have admired a person from the second class before, it was absolutely impossible.

Now Li Youqing feels that he was so small in the past.

"Finally eating!"

The parents of the second class finished packing up the supplies, tidy them up, and fanned the children to ask if they were hot.

Pei Honghao said: "Uncle Pei packed lunch for the students in our class today. Let's go to the second floor to eat."

"Yes, thank you Uncle Pei."

"You're welcome, Pei Ling performed well in today's competition and entered the finals. Uncle Pei is also in a good mood. Please treat everyone to dinner." Pei Honghao never forgot to praise his son, and turned his head to look, "Hey, where is Xiaoling?"

Li Wenli pointed her chin in the direction ahead, and Pei Honghao saw at a glance that not only Xiaoling, but also the kid surnamed Qin was holding his little boy to lose money——

"Forget it." Pei Honghao couldn't lift his anger, and when he thought of Xiaoling's "good boy" in the morning, his scalp became numb, and he decided not to worry about meddling in such matters.

Li Wenli couldn't be clear about it, and said, "You don't want to interfere, you have said it several times, over and over again."

"...It's the same for all parents." Pei Honghao said confidently.

Li Wenli thinks so too, she is also repeated about losing money, she can eat yogurt in the morning, but not in the evening, and ice cream in the evening, but she is not allowed after 10 minutes.There is no specific standard.Not to mention this kind of thing, Lao Pei will repeat it from time to time in the future.

Then she has to be on the same side as Pei Ling.

There are private rooms on the second floor of Yinghua Canteen. The hall is a kind of stir fry, with large round tables and small dining tables.Usually teachers eat here, and the box is used to entertain other school teachers and leaders.

Pei Honghao packed a few tables of noodles, and when the parents of the students arrived, cold dishes had already been placed on the tables.

"Xiaoling, where are you going?" Li Wenli asked.

Pei Ling looked at his parents and said, "You parents sit and talk, I want to sit with my classmates."

Pei Honghao: ...you want to sit with 'Guai'—forget it, you can't mention it, and the roots of your teeth will be sore if you lift it. As expected of his son, he chased Pei Ling's mother back then, and it was almost as disgusting.

"Forget it, as long as you are happy." Pei Honghao waved his hand.

The other students are happy, eating and chatting with friends is so comfortable. If you sit at the table of adults, it will be a combination of 'show off', 'praise', 'nagging' and 'caring', and you will not be able to eat well .

"Thank you, God Pei."

"Shen Pei, your father is too--exquisite." The classmate was short-mouthed and changed the word.

Pei Ling heard it, and said, "I, like my father, like to pay attention to the arrangement of noodles."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The students burst into laughter. At the beginning, you said what you said and I said that you would be scared to death when you saw the parents coming today, and there was also the matter of the drum.

"To be honest, when I jump high, my heart beats in the same rhythm as the drum." Pei Ling joked, his father's beating was really too indignant and passionate.

Other students said: "Although it was a bit embarrassing at first, today's sports meeting is really lively and fun."

"Yes, very impressive."

"Pei Shen is the first in grade, and there must be a lot of faces. You can look at the class next door and you will be dumbfounded in the end."

"That's where it's at. There's still a final in the afternoon. Come on for the final, God Pei!"

Everyone was chatting, Pei Ling occasionally said something, or responded, he was the C position in the crowd, even if he didn't speak, everyone would not think that Pei Ling was putting on airs and was not easy to get in touch with——

God Pei is a god, as it should be.

Qin Chiye was sitting next to Pei Ling. Whether it was studying or exercising, or such an occasion, Pei Ling was always shining.For a moment, Qin Chiye felt a kind of regret. He regretted that he didn't work too hard before and didn't deserve it——

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Ling turned his head and said in a low voice, "I want to eat chicken drumsticks, so you can hold them for me, so that no one will dare to snatch them."

Qin Chiye: "You think I'm a bully." But obediently gave Pei Ling a chicken leg.

As soon as the school bully put the chopsticks on, no one dared to move them, and no one dared to turn the table around.

"Is one enough?" Qin Chiye asked.

Regardless of the speculative gazes of the other students on the same table, Pei Ling smiled naturally, "Enough."

And Qin Chiye saw Pei Ling shining brightly and smiling happily. What was the inferiority complex just now?

Qin Chiye and Pei Ling are not good enough for him to be brothers.

It was not enough to study hard before, but now it is fine to work hard.Pei Ling likes to arrange noodles, he is a dignified and handsome school bully, no one dares to pick up chicken legs when he puts chopsticks on, and there are not enough noodles.

As long as Pei Ling wants and likes it, he can do it too.

He will try to do it.

Lunch is over.

Pei Honghao has a house nearby, and he sent someone to clean it in advance. Now he went to rest and invited other parents to rest together.After getting along all morning, some mothers can talk together. For example, Lin Ke's mother and Zhang Jiaqi's mother can chat. The two children are at the same table, and their academic performance is average.

Of course, Zhang Jiaqi's "average" is really bad.

Zhang Jiaqi's mother went to visit Lin Ke's house.

The other parents made an appointment to go to a nearby beauty parlor for a massage to relax.Or go to a foot bath shop to soak your feet and pass the time to rest.There are also people who are close to home, drive home directly, and come here in the afternoon.

Anyway, everyone dispersed lively.

Xiao Peiqian reluctantly bid farewell to his brother, calling all morning, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was so sleepy that he was listless, and happily said, "Brother, I will cheer you on in the afternoon."

"I know, thank you. Go back to sleep with parents." Pei Ling rubbed the child's head.

Pei Honghao pulled his face, and Li Wenli slapped his arm, and said reluctantly: "It's near your school, why don't you go and look at the house? That's all right, you go back to the dormitory to rest." Didn't you want to have sex with the surnamed Qin? kid playing.

It's true that my son has grown up and can't control it anymore.

"I saw you this afternoon, running back and forth." Pei Ling said.

After seeing off his parents and younger brother, Pei Ling saw the back of Qin Chiye who hadn't gone far under the cafeteria, and immediately went up, "You didn't leave? I thought you went back."

"I just went to buy water." Qin Chiye said naturally.Of course, it was impossible to wait for Pei Ling.

Pei Ling: "Where's the water?"

"Drink it." Qin Chiye added: "Throw away the bottle."

Pei Ling doesn't like others to lie, he really bought it and finished it.

"I thought there would be my share." Pei Ling hummed.

Qin Chiye had just bought water, which was an excuse he found with great difficulty. When he went up with Pei Ling, he only remembered to buy water when he entered the small supermarket. When he waited for Pei Ling, he forgot to buy it for Pei Ling, but it would be embarrassing to say so , Said: "You wait for me, I'll go buy it."

"Don't buy it, go back to the dormitory to drink hot water, and I'm not very thirsty." Pei Ling grabbed Qin Chiye's sleeve, "Walking back to the dormitory, I'm sleepy and want to sleep for a while."

Pei Ling grabbed his forearm sleeve.Qin Chiye looked away, feeling the familiar hotness again, thinking in a trance, if Pei Ling's hands were a little more——

Is this just holding hands?

Isn't it weird for two men to hold hands?

But Qin Chiye didn't remind Pei Ling to let go.Pei Ling seemed to be extremely sleepy, it was not enough to grab Qin Chiye's arm with one hand, and the other hand grabbed Qin Chiye's shoulder, and said naturally, "I'm so tired."

It looks like a little kitten who is sleepy and tired and has no strength and needs to be hugged.

Qin Chiye thought, it's strange if it's strange, Pei Ling is too tired, and it can be more comfortable and relaxing with him.

Nothing.

The author has something to say:

Classmate Xiao Pei: Sooner or later, I will make Qin Chiye dependent on my physical contact and cannot do without me!