I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Little roommates are really good at it.

No, the little boyfriend is really good at it.

Qi Shu didn't expect his words to be so lethal. He watched He Heng hold his chest for 3 minutes, so he had no choice but to relax his request: "Don't be in front of Teacher Xia... in front of your classmates. , um, look, I can do it."

The boyfriend may really not know how much meaning "anything is fine" can be interpreted.

Just as He Heng regained his strength, he was stunned by his words again, trembling and raised his hand, covering his face in vain.

Qi Shu was quite curious, and leaned over to poke him: "What's wrong?"

"Feel the highest temperature on the human body surface, and study the cause of the highest temperature by the way."

He Heng manually put the few sheets of paper back on his face, and replied weakly, "Research has shown that a sudden kiss from a boyfriend, or a boyfriend who is too cute, can achieve this effect."

There is no correct word in his mouth.

Qi Shu took out two more papers, covered his face tightly, and walked back to his desk with one hand and one foot.

He calmly opened the math workbook and wrote three questions in one go, with his eyes still on his back.

He Heng hadn't given up yet, seeing him stop writing, he immediately suggested to him: "Aren't you really going to come here for a while, I can't see anything with my face covered... Brother Qi? Boyfriend? Don't you kiss? Don't you kiss?" Don't you want to kiss? Don't you want to see the superimposed effect?"

... This man is really annoying.

Qi Shu's ears turned red from being teased by him, and he almost threw a silence talisman at him.But considering the harmony of the dormitory, I had to settle for the next best thing and throw an English paper over to seal him completely.

The effect was quite immediate, He Heng took it over and looked at it, feeling quite disappointed: "I've been patching it for almost a week, why can't I still not understand it?...Help me, this is too painful."

Language subjects such as English rely on accumulation over time, and the knowledge points are trivial and complicated. It is the most difficult to make a surprise tutoring. No matter how much you study in a week, it is really difficult to see the effect.

Qi Shu inadvertently provoked him to be sad, and he was quite nervous, so he quickly turned to comfort him: "Don't worry, we are only freshman in high school now, how come three years..."

He Heng slowly added the second half of the sentence: "The pain is so painful that it needs a kiss from my boyfriend to heal."

Qi Shu: "..."

Tired, He Heng is simply bored.

Continuing to talk to him, this person might not have something to say, so Qi Shu had to change the subject for him: "Su Xiaoling, have you discussed when to do it?"

The little roommate's ability to change the subject is downright clumsy.

Obviously, a battle plan has just been discussed.

But seeing that his freshly baked boyfriend had a tendency to light the stove together by self-heating, He Heng stopped teasing him, and changed the subject accordingly: "Stay still for now, and keep in touch with Sister Nan and the others at any time. ...and when those slobbery things open their mouths, we'll rush out of the school with them and beat them up."

He Heng recalled the details of the plan, and changed his words in a timely and rigorous manner, "Half a pause, then call Su Xiaoling out together to complete the next half pause."

That's really rigorous.

The plan is perfect, and now He Heng is worried: "Don't just catch up with Saturday, or I will have to split myself in half."

"It's okay, you go to work on Saturday, don't worry about this side."

Qi Shu was unusually calm, "I'll beat you up for your share."

Little roommates are really getting cooler.

I don't know if it was because of some kind of seal that was opened, or because I didn't know enough about him in the first place.

Anyway, the little roommates are really, really cool now, especially when they say they want to beat me up a bit more.

According to He Heng's original speculation, maybe they would be called over to have a quick fight that afternoon. I didn't expect that the idiot who has been around Su Xiaoling to catch an opportunity is very crisis-conscious, so he closed it all of a sudden. Mouth.

Strictly speaking, this is of course good news.

Regardless of the reason, if we can continue to live in peace, then maybe Su Xiaoling won't have to transfer schools anymore.

Although He Heng felt that there was little hope for this situation, he was still willing to put things on the positive side, happily scrambling in the ocean of English for several days, and was finally pulled up by Xia Hong on the eve of the sports meeting.

"Take a rest first, and relax."

Xia Hong halved his learning tasks for tomorrow, "Are you ready for tomorrow's 1000 meters?"

He Heng has been prepared by Sun Haowen several times in the past few days, and he has a headache when he hears 1000 meters: "No problem, the main reason is that our class sports committee is too responsible."

Although Xia Hong is only 27 or 20, he is not at all as competitive as a young class teacher should be. Facing the sports meeting, he is even more Buddhist than the old lady in Class [-] who has been the class teacher for [-] years and plans to retire next year, except that she is not prepared to go crazy Apart from allowing the audience to write silently in the auditorium, they did not give this sports meeting any respect at all. The mantra to appease the sports committee and the students these days is: "It's good to participate, the name is not important."

"Who said that, I specially paid for Sun Haowen to buy three boxes of Snickers bars,"

Xia Hong felt that he had paid enough attention to it, "The sports meeting is all about having fun. I will invest more in buying you two boxes of potato chips and two catties of melon seeds in a while, so that you can have a picnic for a day."

The teacher is really a good teacher.

I just don't know if the teacher can tenaciously support the students when they recruit the dean with a knife because they are arrogantly eating melon seeds on the playground.

"I think it's okay,"

Yang Hao counted for him with potato chips in his mouth, "This is the third time the dean has come here, and Lao Xia persuaded him to go back again. This time he persuaded him for half a minute, five seconds faster than last time."

It's okay, the teacher is indeed a good teacher who kills and buries.

The overall school calendar and various arrangements of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School are different from those of other schools.

The military training base can't accommodate so many schools during the summer vacation, so the military training can only be arranged after the start of school, so the other after-school arrangements of these schools are postponed by two to four weeks.

Generally, the sports meeting is scheduled before the National Day holiday, and the monthly exam is held after the National Day holiday. Their school just does the opposite—Qi Shu speculates that this arrangement is likely to be the same as the original one that was left under the abandoned library. Formation related.

After the holiday for so long, the yang energy in the school is thin, so it is necessary for this group of energetic children to sweat on the playground, so that the yang energy in the school can be recharged, so that the entire barrier will not be out of balance after the formation is in operation. .

The reason why the sports meeting can be held after a week of vacation is probably the result of the hard work of the teachers of various subjects - just after the exam and the judging of the questions, they have to talk about the papers first while the students have the impression in their minds.

What's more, the sports meet just after the scores and rankings are finished, no matter how energetic the child is, he will have to languish for a few days, at least to give them time to relax.

Yang Hao, who had recovered completely, was chewing potato chips: "I am so happy to have so many snacks. Lao Xia is so generous. I have never seen such a generous teacher. From now on, I will follow my Master Xia." messed up."

In one sentence, Xia Hong has been promoted twice in a row for no reason.

Taking advantage of him showing his loyalty there, He Heng quickly took out two chips from the bag of potato chips he was holding, and gave them to Qi Shu: "Try it, it tastes like cucumber."

Qi Shu took a bite defenselessly: "..."

Accept incompetence.

Why is there such a strange taste of potato chips.

It seems that the taste of cucumber is not to the liking of the little roommate.

He Heng didn't give up, and went to Sun Haowen, who was running back and forth, to grab two slices: "How about trying this again? It seems to be mustard."

Doesn't sound very friendly.

Qi Shu cautiously took a small bite: "..."

Just, the mood is very complicated.

He Heng usually doesn't like these snacks very much, but now looking at the colorful packaging, they are very fresh, and he spread them out one by one for him to see: "There are also chive flavored ones, Mexican barbecue flavored ones, and mint flavored ones. It's delicious, I've never eaten mint-flavored potato chips, let me open a pack and let's try it?"

Qi Shu didn't want to try the refreshing potato chips at all, and his refusal was obvious.

"Then try this Peking duck flavor?"

He Heng persisted in selling it to him, "I think this five-spice fish tastes good, and the packaging is very appetizing."

There is also a picture at the bottom of the package for reference only.

Qi Shu completely gave up on exploring the new world of potato chips with him, unpacked a packet of tomato-flavored ones from the box, and gagged him.

"It turns out that the tomato flavor is the eternal god."

He Heng was completely enlightened by him, "Sure enough, classics never go out of style."

Sun Haowen ran over anxiously: "But the inspection is about to expire! Brother Heng, hurry up!"

He Heng was at a loss: "What inspection?"

"A 1000-meter inspection!"

Sun Haowen broke down, "What's the matter with you all, don't you listen to the radio? You just yelled three times, Brother Heng, what are you doing!"

Grabbing potato chips for my little boyfriend.

Exploring a new world of potato chip flavors with my little boyfriend.

Then I was fed potato chips by my little boyfriend.

Considering that the weather is not cool today, the ghost Qi Shu summoned is working diligently as an air conditioner, and it seems to be very difficult. I am afraid that there is no remaining resentment to cool down the sudden fever of the little boyfriend, so He Heng has no choice but to be reluctant. He shut his mouth without hesitation, did not share the happiness he had just had with him, and stood up neatly: "Where is the inspection? I will go there now."

"Under the drill platform, did you see that little red flag?"

Sun Haowen showed him the way dutifully, "It's not over yet, Brother Heng, don't rush over and take your time, you must conserve your energy."

It seems that the conscientious sports committee is not very clear about the necessity of warming up.

He Heng waved his hand: "Okay, take care of my little roommate."

The little roommate raised his head in confusion, not knowing why he should be taken care of. "

He Heng explained in detail: "Especially don't let him eat potato chips with strange flavors."

Qi Shu: "..."

I don't know who I ate those two kinds of strange-tasting potato chips because of.

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感谢在2021-08-2419:59:20~2021-08-2515:56:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Emperor Zun 4 bottles;

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