After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

In mid-July, the evening in City A was still stiflingly hot. Clouds shrouded the world in the embers of the sun. It was stuffy and hot, mixed with the humming of cicadas, and the intermittent sound of guitar tunings could be heard in the room.

"It's been raining these days, and it's very stuffy. Don't stay under the air conditioner."

Bai Ji stood by the window, with his arm propped on the window sill, and an unburned cigarette between his fingertips. He was twisting the cigarette butt, listening to his mother's caring chatter on the phone, occasionally replying "um" or "it's fine." ".

Zhou Yawen was used to her son's reticence and indifference, and didn't mind Bai Ji's perfunctory attitude, so she asked gently: "Is the injury on your hand better? I apply the ointment for you every day, red first and then blue, and the effect of removing the scar is good."

Hearing this, Bai Ji looked down at the back of his hand, his skin was very white, old wounds added new wounds, some small cuts were distributed in the joints, the wounds were deep, thick scabs formed before, leaving obvious marks.

He replied, "It's almost done."

In fact, he couldn't remember it at all, and he didn't know where the boxes of ointments were thrown.

"Don't scratch..." Zhou Yawen muttered a few more words, and then said, "By the way, you don't have to worry about transferring schools, Dan Yu's formalities have been completed."

"Ah."

Bai Ji frowned slightly. According to the usual routine, his mother will give a persuasive speech for about 10 minutes. He listened while looking for a lighter.

This kind of small thing can't be found if you put it casually. Bai Ji doesn't smoke much, but there are so many lighters. He can't find them in the bedroom, and the rest should be put in the living room.

Bai Ji held a cigarette and went out, the sound of playing and singing in the living room became more and more clear with his footsteps, Zhou Yawen heard the guitar sound from the mobile phone, paused, and asked in doubt: "Is Xiao Liang at home too?"

"in living room."

"Then you two can attend lectures together."

"Well, I will listen."

Bai Ji thought it was the summer online class that Zhou Yawen had mentioned, so he gave a perfunctory answer.

Although the thirteenth high school has never engaged in such fancy activities of persuading students to force students to study, Dan Yu is different. It is understandable that some high-pressure policies are always needed to cultivate so many champions.

He promised so readily, Zhou Yawen was pleasantly surprised, "It seems that you get along well!"

Bai Ji: "Get along?"

With whom?Internet?

I only heard Zhou Yawen say softly: "I know you don't want to be supervised, so the teacher I found for you this time is your same age. I think it will be easier for you to get along with each other. It seems that it is true..."

"..."

Bai Ji's movement of twisting the smoke froze, and finally realized something was wrong, before he said after a long while, "What class are you talking about?"

In the living room, the short hand of the clock has just passed "6".

Liang Fengqiu was holding the guitar disheveled, looking like he just woke up from a hangover, and randomly played an out-of-tune piece of music.

Hearing footsteps at the door of the room, he put down the piano and jumped up and began to play tricks: "Hey, wake up? Isn't this Bai Ji, Sleeping Beauty from the south of the city?"

Bai Ji let him gossip, and asked straight, "Is anyone here in the morning?"

"Yes!" Liang Fengqiu became angry as soon as this matter was mentioned, and he raised his eyebrows and gestured at Bai Ji: "There was a fool knocking on the door this morning, and I got up drunk and cursed, you **** Is it reasonable to sleep for twelve hours like being deaf?"

Bai Ji: "..."

Liang Fengqiu didn't hear the answer, and when he looked up, he saw the "Sleeping Beauty" leaning against the wall with his arms folded, looking straight at him.

Bai Ji was already a bit fierce, but when Danfeng's eyes were not smiling, the arcs at the end of his eyes could be sharper than the light of a knife, and the cold air attacked all around indiscriminately, making one's bones tremble.

Liang Fengqiu and Bai Ji have been friends for six or seven years, and he understands this master's violent temper when he says that the wind is the rain. This micro-expression makes you feel unhappy?

Liang Fengqiu's mouth was open, and he didn't dare to make a sound. He recalled carefully, he really didn't expect what he did to anger this master, he moistened his lower lip nervously, and his flustered little eyes kept flying towards Bai Ji .

It can't be that I said something wrong, right?Didn't he just open his mouth twice?

"What's wrong?" Liang Fengqiu stammered.

Bai Ji: "Knock on my door?"

"Yes." Liang Fengqiu's heart pounded, and he asked cautiously: "Is it really disturbing you?"

Bai Ji got up very angry, he wondered if his reflex arc was too long, and it took a long time to send out expired anger here?

"My mother said she hired a tutor."

"I was scolded by you in the morning."

Liang Fengqiu: "..."

In Zhou Yawen's words, the matter of tutoring was unintentional.She has always known that the eldest son of the neighbor, Qi Xiang, is a student of Dan Yu, and the matter of being excellent in character and learning is often mentioned by the neighbors. Zhou Yawen casually mentioned that her son would also transfer to Dan Yu when chatting with Mrs. Qi yesterday. Thinking that Mrs. Qi actually proposed to let the two children know each other.

"Xiao Qi is smart and has a good temper. You two know each other well, so you should make friends. Don't feel too burdened because of his good grades, just play around. After so many years, there is Xiao Liang who can talk by your side, When you arrive at Dan Yu, Xiao Liang can't accompany you, how lonely you are."

"I was patronizing Happy yesterday. I planned to tell you tonight, but I forgot."

Zhou Yawen explained it this way on the phone, she was completely hit by a pie falling from the sky, and she was shocked for a while.

But Bai Ji knew that this "forgetting" was more or less mixed with some "deliberate" elements.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Zhou Yawen came to Qi Xiang, just to make Bai Ji's "study weariness" out of order.

They all changed to a key high school, and they couldn't change their lives in another place.

Before the senior high school entrance examination, Zhou Yawen proposed to hire a tutor many times. At that time, Bai Ji was standing under the street lamp, with his hands in his school uniform pockets, his body tense, as if he refused to be a thousand miles away.

"No need," he said decisively, "I don't want to go to any good school either."

Bai Ji had thorns all over his body, and when his tutor came, he refused to cooperate, either forcing him to leave or dismissing him.

"Shouldn't you just scold the family teacher away!" Liang Fengqiu breathed a sigh of relief, "You have forced many people away with cold violence, this time I will treat you as a little favor for you, or I will apologize for you, we are also polite. Come on, politely dismiss."

Bai Ji said coldly, "It's not the same."

Qi Xiang is different and cannot be forced away roughly.

It's free, purely human, and you can't quit.

It's like the air conditioner is turned on to heat up the house in midsummer, and the remote control is not in my hand, so I can only let the hot wind hit my face and suffer.

Bai Ji knew in his heart that tutoring was impossible, but he fell asleep today, and Ren Liang Fengqiu messed things up.

It would be best if Qi Xiang didn't come today, at least he had a reason to regret it, but when he came, Liang Fengqiu scolded him away.

This makes sense!

If she insisted on being tough, Zhou Yawen heard the rumor that she was bullying others by herself, and she would inevitably lower her face and apologize.

It can only be soft, blunt knife grinds people, Qi Xiang is bored, can't continue to teach, and finally retreats despite difficulties, although it is not kind, but I can only feel sorry for this teacher Qi Xiang.

But the point is that Bai Ji is used to hard, soft?He doesn't know much yet.

Thinking of this, he frowned, and pinched the loosely twisted cigarette into two pieces.

In Bai Ji's silence, Liang Fengqiu also felt a little troublesome, he dared to tease Bai Ji before, but now he has good eyesight, and he said "brother Bai" one by one.

"What's the difference, Brother Bai?" He found fault with him, "I think he's pretty average, I didn't hear what he said this morning, he can't speak Mandarin, so quit!"

resigned?

Bai Ji thought, he still can't quit, now he has to call to ask him back.

He ignored Liang Fengqiu and walked straight to the sofa. Liang Fengqiu flinched the moment he reached out his hand.

"Peace! I'm weak!"

"..."

Bai Ji's arm brushed against his shoulder, and he took out a lighter from the crack of the sofa, "What are you hiding, what's wrong."

Bai Ji leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette. When the phone vibrated, the white smoke blurred half of his face.

He squinted his eyes and lowered his head to open WeChat. Zhou Yawen sent a short composition to explain the process of his anger and anger when inviting Qi Xiang. Swipe down quickly to find the phone.

"Qixiang, 13282******"

Bai Ji read the name silently, it sounded familiar, so he didn't think much about it.

Save and dial out in one go.

Liang Fengqiu saw that Bai Ji was not angry, so he came over again.

"Who to call? Teacher?"

"Ah."

"I'll call it... Fuck! Qi Xiang!" Liang Fengqiu saw the name on the screen, and once he could talk to the little mute, he was afraid that his voice would be quiet and others would not know that he was a medical miracle, so the screams were directly in Bai Ji's ears. The sides exploded.

"Que'er, you are preparing to go to Tsinghua University!"

A voice almost sent away by Bai Ji's right ear.

Bai Ji clicked his tongue, "You're ready to go to the blue sky, aren't you?"

Liang Fengqiu was afraid that Bai Ji would not understand how many diamonds were inlaid behind the name "Qi Xiang", so he rushed over to popularize it.

Dan Yu is the first in grade, and the fault is the second; the high school entrance examination became famous in the first battle, and the math notes in Dan Yu Middle School were fired into four figures...

tutoring?It's worth tens of thousands!

Liang Fengqiu thought to himself, he poked Bai Ji, and went to the phone, very curious: "Did you answer the phone? Let me hear it."

"I did not answer."

Bai Ji's fingertips tapped his legs rhythmically with the sound of "beep-beep--". After the mechanical female voice came out, Liang Fengqiu saw that his movements were quick and without any muddle-headedness: press off, redial, back and forth Repeat five or six times.

Liang Fengqiu: "Don't call one after another. Is this a fucking call or a reminder."

Bai Ji: "..."

Bai Ji was already annoyed, but Liang Fengqiu kept making noises, adding fuel to the fire.

He leaned over to press out the cigarette butt, and before Liang Fengqiu could react, he hooked his neck and pressed his head into the pillow.

"It's noisy."

Bai Ji used his elbow to press down on Liang Fengqiu's spine in a warning manner. The strength was not too great, but he knew where it hurt.Everything happened so fast that Liang Fengqiu even forgot to thump, and waited until his back "clicked" and the pain exploded, then he took a deep breath, like a fish on a chopping board struggling needlessly.

Liang Fengqiu: "Hey! You fucking... oh, Brother Bai, don't talk about Qi Xiang, he's an idiot!"

Take a hammer.

Bai Ji finished beating him silently, then ruthlessly picked up Liang Fengqiu's back collar and threw him and his guitar out of the house.

Through the door, he just put down a sentence: "Take away the garbage."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door, and after the loud noise, Bai Ji dullly felt the tingling pain on the back of his hand.

His eyes fell on his hands. He moved a lot just now, and the scar seemed to be rubbed open a little.

The cold gaze stayed on the wound for a moment, and Bai Ji pressed twice irritably before returning to the sofa, picked up the phone, and the moment he saw the interface, a crack appeared on his calm face.

"Fuck."

calling.

The call time is 5 minute.

For the past 5 minutes, Liang Fengqiu has been scolding Qi Xiang.

"..."

As if aware of the sudden silence, a man's laughter came slowly from the other end, lightly passing through the microphone, and diffused in the room.

Qi Xiang's unexpectedly gentle, warm voice almost scratched the ears, making people feel that this is an extremely well-bred young master.

"Bai Ji? I saved your number." He didn't seem to care about the "5-minute confession." Instead, he explained: "Oh, I didn't have my phone with me just now, so I didn't receive your call. I'm sorry."

Be polite.

This made Bai Ji a little embarrassed.

"..."

Liang Fengqiu really failed to succeed but failed!

He cursed inwardly.

"It's okay." Bai Ji licked his lips, "Then what... the morning..."

He was overwhelmed by the sudden call, and for a moment forgot how to say it, for example: I didn't mean to scold you, if you are still willing to come tomorrow, you can scold you back.

"Auntie Zhou called and explained what happened in the morning, so you don't need to apologize." Qi Xiang smiled, but took the initiative to step down the steps to Bai Ji, and said relaxedly: "I'll come at eight o'clock tomorrow, can you get up?"

"..."

It turned out that Zhou Yawen had already found Qi Xiang.

"Yes." Bai Ji replied neatly

"Then I'll come back tomorrow morning." Qi Xiang said again, "There are some materials left at the door, first make up the math, you write first."

"Yes." Bai Ji didn't expect all this to go so smoothly, he said, "I'll add you on WeChat and give you the money."

Qi Xiang was stunned for a while before saying, "Let me add you, is it the same as the phone number?"

"Ah."

"toot"

There was only a hollow busy tone in my ears.

Bai Ji heaved a sigh of relief, he opened the door, and he found a heavy bag of materials piled up at the corner of the stairs. It looked like a lot, but luckily no one took it away.

He brought back a few books, put them on the coffee table, sorted through them, and when he saw the bottom one, he froze.

"Third Years Sprint Secret Volume"

Bai Ji thought, if he remembered correctly, he was going to be a sophomore in high school soon.

"Buzz"

Qi Xiang was quick, hung up the phone and searched Bai Ji's WeChat.

Bai Ji passed Qi Xiang's friend application, and he took a photo of "The Third Grade Sprint" and sent it to Qi Xiang.

Bai Ji: [Photo]

Bai Ji: I am a sophomore in high school.

Qi Xiang: I know.

Qi Xiang: Reviewing the past to learn the new [smile/]

"..."

Bai Ji tilted his head slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at this soy expression that he didn't even send his mother. He always felt that this smile was meaningful, but he couldn't figure out what he meant for a while. After all, there is no good or bad in dry words. .

After a while.

Bai Ji: [OK/] [Smile/]