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

After the "Third Years Sprint Volume" was spread out, it took up more than half of the desk, and the mobile phone could only stand and lean against the desk lamp, acting as a clock.

Bai Ji leaned against the back of the chair with his head held high, resting with his eyes closed.

Half of his face was sunk in the slightly dimmer light, and the light and shadow were split horizontally along the bridge of his tall nose, and stopped at the ends of his drooping eyelashes.

For more than an hour, he studied two papers. There is a big difference between middle school and high school mathematics, so he didn't deliberately write the whole process of solving the problem. The big problem is just two or three key formulas plus an answer.

It may be that he slept too much today, and he was lazy. After finishing two papers in one breath, his head was a little heavy, and he fell into a short-term burnout.

After receiving the text message, the mobile phone started to vibrate, "buzzing" and resonated with the desk lamp, and then tilted with a bang, bumping into Bai Ji's hand on the table.

The nib of his pen crooked, piercing the paper, and the ink made a black circle on the scroll.

"tsk"

He frowned, cursed silently, and kept lying on his back for a few seconds, guessing that it was that idiot Liang Fengqiu who sent him harassing text messages again.

Being too lazy to pay attention to him actually fueled Liang Fengqiu's unscrupulous arrogance and made people upset.

Bai Ji straightened up quickly, turned over the phone, and was about to start cursing, the moment he saw the news, the lit firecracker was silenced by a basin of water, and blue smoke came out puffing out.

[Brother Kong Kong, it’s already eight o’clock, go online soon~]

She wore a pink rabbit's head, and followed the above line, followed by an emoji of a cat poking her head, revealing a soft-girl style between the lines.

If Liang Fengqiu was like this, Bai Ji could have dragged him to the hospital for psychiatry.

Her note is Little Boss.

This person was a frequent visitor of Bai Ji when he was playing with Glory of the Kings, and he was... an elementary school chicken who was obsessed with games.

Because Bai Ji's first name is Blank, the little boss called him Brother Kongkong.

Bai Ji scratched his hair and murmured: "Forget about her."

In the past few days, he promised to take the boss to the king, but today he forgot to bring his sister because of tutoring.

[Blank: I'm busy, let's stop playing. 】

[Little Boss: Aww!When will you finish your work? 】

When will you finish your work?

Bai Ji stepped on the crossbar under the table, raised the legs of the chair, and casually flipped through the paper in front of him.

A thick stack of simulation papers for the senior high school entrance examination from all over the world was collected by Qi Xiang for his remedial lessons. After Liang Fengqiu left, he carried a bag of papers, walked to the table naturally, took out the third grade paper of junior high school and began to write.

It's been a long time since I wrote the questions seriously, and I'm still a little raw.

The point is that there are too many papers, one set of questions, and one night of copying the answers, and writing... at least two days, right?

He estimated the time, and suddenly felt something was wrong. After pondering for a moment, his body suddenly froze, his feet went limp, and the chair bounced back, stuck him on the edge of the table, with his chest on the edge of the table, no less than a punch .

"hiss."

Bai Ji let out a muffled cough, and this bump made him belatedly realize that he is a fool.

He was asked to write that item, so why should he be obedient?

Could it be that he is still expecting the teacher to give him a little red flower in class the next day?

The road went astray!

Isn't what he wants to do is to let Qi Xiang back out of difficulties, find that he is hopeless, ask Zhou Yawen to resign, and refuse to give him extra lessons! ?

[Blank: Wait 10 minutes]

With a knife in his hand, Bai Ji tore off the two finished papers neatly, leaving only the corners left due to too much strength.

On the third paper, he picked out a few questions and circled the obviously wrong answers, and then scribbled the word "solution" on the answers.

It takes 10 minutes to finish a paper.

Bai Ji closed the book, threw it aside, and picked up the phone. The little boss had been talking to himself for a while.

[Little Boss: I was scolded by my teammates]

[Little Boss: Four curses and one curse, I lose! 】

[Blank: What are you playing? 】

[Little Boss: Hello, brother! [circle/]]

[Little boss: [picture]]

Bai Ji clicked on the screenshot she sent, and couldn't help pursing his lips in silence, suddenly feeling dizzy.

Good guy, a person who can't even play Yao, with a dozen matches, all junglers, whoever is difficult to play, and the number of deaths are all fucking double digits.

You can't die so hard even if you rush to reincarnate!

[Little Boss: I didn't play well, I lost all of them, woohoo]

Bai Ji pondered for a moment, and answered the boss truthfully: "Indeed."

No, stop playing!

[Little Boss: Hey = W =]

"..."

Bai Ji felt like the emoji of "I don't have those worldly desires", and wanted to write a question for a moment.

He waved away the thought of retreating from his mind, and said to the boss, "I'll play at ten."

Tomorrow is the first day of make-up classes, and he doesn't plan to stay for too long.

What's more, he had to spend more time thinking about how to make Qi Xiang retreat.

You can't blatantly confront Qi Xiang.

The best way is to kill his patience by pretending to be stupid.

Just as he was thinking, the boss on the other end was already very unhappy, and sent a series of rascal emoticons.

[Little boss: I want to play with my brother for a while! 】

"..." Is this the contemporary primary school student?

Bai Ji thought worriedly, at such a young age, he has been surfing the Internet intensively for 25 hours and walking ten thousand steps a day in the canyon. He didn't know that the boss was there to find time to study.

Elementary school... is actually quite important.

"How long have you been playing King of Kings today?" The game was being updated, and Bai Ji switched back to the chat box, "Did you write your summer homework?"

There was silence on the other end for a long time, and a guilty conscience was revealed between the lines, "Just... more than six hours?"

Bai Ji: ...

[Little Boss: Brother, in fact, my grades are good! 】

Bai Ji raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Oh?"

[Little Boss: Qingbei resumes diplomatic relations, I can pick whatever I want]

In the old residential area in the south of the city, the highest floor was only five floors, and large characters were drawn on the dusty walls, and one word doubled the value of the building.

The boy looked up at the short and old buildings, and followed the direction in his memory to walk in the alley.

The phone vibrated in his palm, and he nodded to open the message.

[Blank: [Zhihu Q&A: The difference between daydreams and dreams, detailing my unrealistic fantasies when I was a child]]

[Blank: [Zhihu Questions and Answers: Is the resumption of diplomatic relations in Qingbei easy to take the exam?Why when I was in primary school, I always felt that I could easily go to school? ]]

"..." I didn't reply to the message for a long time, so I was looking for information here?

Qi Xiang saw that the playmate didn't trust him at all, he shrugged indifferently, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Holding the phone in one hand, he used his thumb to flip out the frequently used kaomoji while walking.

Just as he was about to send out, the phone rang suddenly in the empty street, blocking his reply.

"Huh? I'm not at home." Qi Xiang raised his hand to cover his eyes, walked slowly under the shade of a tree, and said, "I was driven to Bai Ji."

Downstairs, the residents opened a canteen called "Happy Family". At the door, a cart selling ice powder stood under a four-legged red shed with the words "Painless people coming to Gumen Hospital".

He quickened his pace and walked over, afraid of getting caught in the light, he casually listened to the voice on the other end of the phone.

"I thought you weren't going today." The other end of the phone said, "You've been dove for a long time, and now he won't turn against you if you go? Brother Xiang, do you know that Bai Ji has a prostitute background?"

"Yo, it's amazing." Qi Xiang thought it was funny, and the praise was insincere. He stopped in front of the ice powder stand and shouted to the shop, "Boss, for a bowl of Ciba ice powder, less brown sugar and more ice." .

The boss came out of the store in response, and couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him while scooping up the ice powder. who.

"Tieba said this: One pick eight to wipe out the elite of the Qing Gang, and from then on the back street in the south of the city changed the surname to Bai! It's all like this, do you still have the heart to eat fans?"

"Eating ice powder is bothering you again?" Qi Xiang retorted.

Bai Ji, a god and Buddha, arrives late and leaves early, fights, these are nothing, and now he wants to engage in a gray area in a legal society and dominate?

How can he be so crazy?

Qi Xiang thought of the person he met the morning before, with small arms and legs, he couldn't do it, could he?

He was noncommittal to the exaggerated statement on the other end of the phone.

"Is this much brown sugar okay?" the boss asked.

Qi Xiang glanced at the boss, nodded, and continued without paying too much attention: "Quickly find out why Bai Ji transferred to another school, and don't stare at those flashy ones."

He stretched out his hands to hold the bowl, but saw the boss's hands trembling, pouring a large spoonful of brown sugar onto the high pile of ice powder, and a drop of viscous red liquid dripped on his hand.

Qi Xiang frowned.

"?"

"Transferred school?"

The two spoke at the same time, and when Qi Xiang looked up, he saw the boss's pupils quivering slightly in shock.

Three minutes later, the father and the father sat behind the cash register, holding a bowl of noodles, facing the whirling fan in the shop.

"Oh, you are the classmate Zhou Yawen called here to make up lessons for Xiaoji."

That must be a child with good grades, thinking of this, the boss looked at Qi Xiang kindly, and enthusiastically pulled out another rice cracker stick from the side and handed it to him.

He asked again: "Where do you want to transfer to?"

Qi Xiang didn't refuse, and took the rice flower stick, "Danyu Middle School, I will go next semester."

The boss obviously knew Dan Yu's name, so he couldn't help showing joy, "That's great! This brat didn't even mention that he changed schools, I thought he played truant, and he took half a month's leave earlier than others! Great!"

Qi Xiang heard him say hello twice, thoughtfully.

In the blink of an eye, he showed a cute and lovable smile, and his voice seemed to be soaked in warm water, with a little warmth, which made people unconsciously relax their vigilance.

He asked: "Uncle, what about Bai Ji? It's the first time I've come to see him today, so I don't know him very well."

"He..." The boss's thumb moved back and forth along the small plastic bowl.

"It's not easy for him, and he has to bear the hardships."

"His mother remarried by herself to become a wealthy wife. She left such a young child here and ignored it. The kid from the other family is playing around. He has to find a way to support himself."

"Don't look at him with a cold face every day, that is to say, looking fierce, he is not bad."

"Look at the boxes of drinks inside. He helped me bring them up at noon."

"Don't worry, Bai Ji is a good boy, and he's also smart. It's not difficult to teach him!"

……

Qi Xiang recalled the boss's words in his mind, and walked slowly past the corner of the stairs.

302, Bai Ji's home.

After knocking on the door, footsteps could be heard inside.

He quickly put on a friendly smile.

There was only a "wow".

The door in front of him was suddenly pulled open, with such force that the words "not to be messed with" were almost engraved on the thin iron door, and then slapped on the face of the knocker.

The boy in front of him had wet hair and cold white skin. Under the noon sun, the fluff was clearly visible. He was wearing light blue pajamas with a white towel on his shoulders, and he was dizzy with water stains.

His face was frosty, and when his eyes were wide open, there was only a short stretch of folded eyelid folds at the end of the eyes, which looked a bit cold and sharp.

Qi Xiang blinked at him, and said softly, "Huh?"

"You fucking early?"

The good boy said kindly.