Cannon fodder first love dressed as a fake straight man

Huo Chi packed everything for him, forcing himself not to think about the few pieces of white rags with lace trim, and the large piece of white and soft flesh.

In my heart silently:

You must not be fooled by him!

The next second he said coolly: "Where are you going? I'll take you off."

"..."

Su Qing felt that "brother" had a bit of a fierce attitude, as if he didn't like him a little bit, but he didn't leave.

Thinking about it, it should be that I was angry when I saw myself wearing that kind of thing just now.

"I won't wear those things again in the future," Su Qing felt embarrassed, "Brother, don't be angry, let's go home."

These words touched Huo Chi's nerves, and the atmosphere that had originally calmed down instantly became depressed.

——It's started again! It's started again!

"Going home with you?"

Huo Chi remembered the things he sent himself, and the anger between his brows became even more fierce, and his tone was fierce: "I said you are young, and you are full of dirty thoughts every day?"

Su Qing was murdered inexplicably, and he didn't refute it, as if he had been on such occasions many times before, and bowed his head meekly and habitually to admit his mistake: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Huo Chi's voice came to an abrupt end, and the sharp ice blade that had just been erected melted away like a pot of hot water, and the atmosphere in the whole dressing room was as if someone had pressed the pause button of a movie, abruptly cutting from an action movie to Warm drama.

"Forget it, forget it... Your family lives in Qinghe Garden, right? I'll see you off." Huo Chi carried Su Qing's full bag in one hand, and ran out of the theater quickly as if something was chasing him.

When "Su Qing" No. 16 added him before, the verification message sent him a detailed home address, and even wrote down the square meters of the room he lived in whether it faced north or south.

Huo Chi has a good memory, and he can remember it at a glance.

A limited-edition supercar with a cool appearance was parked in front of the theater, and many people came in and out to take pictures openly. When Huo Chi came out, the driver politely dispersed the crowd and opened the car door for him respectfully.

Huo Chi asked the driver to take Su Qing all the way to the downstairs of the unit. Seeing that Su Qing was still sitting still, he held a copy of the "Qing Xin Sutra" without changing his eyes and reminded: "I need you to take you to the fourth floor." ?”

Su Qing shook his head, took his backpack, "Goodbye, brother."

Huo Chi's cool supercar disappeared in a flash.

A pair of high-heeled shoes came down the stairs. The beautiful young woman in a tight red knitted dress patted Su Qing on the shoulder, looked in the direction Huo Chi was leaving, and asked, "There are only three Bugatti Veyrons worth 6000 million in the world. , son, who sent you back?"

She looks very similar to Su Qing, especially her chin, which is exactly the same.

Su Qing replied truthfully: "My brother sent me back."

"..."

The young and beautiful mother Su who had only given birth to one child was shocked: "Uh, where did I have such a rich eldest son?"

Su Qing was a bit stunned by the question, "That's...brother."

Ms. Su Wanwan glanced at the exquisite diamond-encrusted watch, she didn't care about it, and urged: "It's too late, get in the car quickly, I've already put your schoolbag in the car for you, hurry up, I'll take you to the school to report."

Su Qing frowned slightly, not quite understanding: "Go to school in August?"

Isn't it summer vacation?He remembered that ordinary high schools did not start reporting until September [-]st.

"The first and third grades start early. You insist on transferring to this school. I have a lot of parties recently, so I forgot to notify you in advance. Hurry up, I have to catch a plane."

One in!

Huo Chi's school.

The original owner transferred to No. [-] Middle School and began to pester the male lead in reality, which led to the final tragic ending.

I used to think that now during the summer vacation, I still have the opportunity to choose not to transfer.

Did not expect today is the day of the report!

Su Qing stood still: "I...can I..."

Su Wanwan pushed him into the car: "No!"

No. [-] Middle School is not far from Su Qing’s house. My mother arrived in a short while by car. Many parents were carrying luggage with the students at the gate of the school. The crowd came and went. The six gold-plated characters of Yanjing No. [-] Middle School shone golden and sacred in the sun. shine.

"The money has been transferred to you. Here is the key. I will go home at noon and pack up my accommodation."

Su Qing glanced at the phone records, and found that the relationship between the mother and child was very plastic, and the message records were all transfers and receipts.

"You go to the senior three teaching building by yourself. The class teacher in Class Nine is named Gou. You can just go to the office and look for him." Before leaving, Ms. Su Wanwan remembered and called him back: "Quiet, mom may not be home this week. oh."

Su Qing was stunned.

Quietly - his nickname.

It had been a long time since his mother had passed away that he had been called by that name.

...Unexpectedly, the original owner even had the same nickname as himself.

Watching Ms. Su leave, Su Qing hugged her schoolbag and quickly found the teacher's office of the third and fourth divisions of senior high school.

"Dong Dong" knocked on the office door twice. Su Qing stood there for a while and didn't hear any response from inside, so he stretched out his hand and pushed open a crack.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on very low, and while the cool air was blowing in, Su Qing heard the conversations of the people inside.

"Teacher Gou has worked so hard. This year, he is leading the group of thorns in Class [-] again. It must be nerve-wracking."

A young man in a yellow overalls holds a thermos with wolfberries and chrysanthemums: "Oh, they are all children."

"The director made it clear that you have a good temper when you bully Teacher Gou. In fact, although the group of class nine is a little noisy, it's not particularly difficult to manage. It's that Huo Chi..."

As soon as the name "Huo Chi" was mentioned, the teachers in the office sighed in unison. An older teacher hated Huo Chi deeply: "I have taught students for so many years, and I have never seen a student who is more difficult than him." The students in charge! Skip class all day long, fight over the wall, forget it if you don’t study, and lead the whole Class Nine to fail!”

Now that he hasn't seen the hero Huo Chi, Su Qing wants to run away.

A teacher near the door noticed Su Qing, and Su Qing pushed the door completely open, "Teacher Gou, I'm Su Qing."

Teacher Gou froze for a moment, then frowned at Su Qing, "You..."

He didn't know what he wanted to say, he hesitated to speak, and turned to look at Su Qing's hair: "Your hair?"

Su Qing looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

The original owner's appearance is exactly the same as his own, except for his hair. Su Qing originally had short hair, but he didn't expect it to look good with long hair. He quite likes it.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Teacher Gou waved his hand, led Su Qing to the classroom, and said, "Only 507 has vacant beds in the dormitory of our class. Can you go to that room?"

Saying that, Teacher Gou lowered his voice mysteriously: "If you encounter any danger in dormitory 507, you must tell the teacher in time, and the teacher will help you to uphold justice."

Su Qing nodded, his eyes were attracted by the large school bulletin in the corridor.

A huge notice of criticism was mixed with a whole row of outstanding transcript awardees, and the two big characters "Huo Chi" were highlighted in bold and large fonts, making it difficult for people to ignore it.

The huge quarto paper lists Huo Chi's various "accomplishments" in detail. Su Qing has good eyesight, and at a glance, he saw that he beat the teacher, pushed his classmate into the fountain and caused him to be hospitalized and suspended from school...

Su Qing was a little flustered.

"Teacher... can I still transfer classes?"

The original owner was specially transferred to Huo Chi's No. [-] class. Normally, the school would not assign students to No. [-] class.

"You finally figured it out!"

Teacher Gou was very happy. He originally thought that the student who insisted on going to Class Nine was also a thorn in the side, but he didn't expect that when he saw him today, Su Qing turned out to be a very obedient and good boy.

It's just that the hair is rebellious.

Teacher Gou is certainly willing to have students who "abandon evil and follow good". With a big wave of his hand, he said, "You choose a class, and I will help you adjust it next week!"

Next week, up to seven days.

It passed quickly.

Su Qing's heart calmed down a little.

He was really afraid of the one named "Huo Chi".

...I was afraid that the other party would push him into the fountain and beat him as the bulletin said.

Class nine is here.

According to reports today, walking along the corridor, other classes are also quite chaotic. Many people are in a hurry to copy their homework, but the other classes are probably not as lively as this class. You can even hear someone inside at the gate of Suqing Station. playing rock and roll.

Mr. Gou was obviously used to it, and he took the blackboard eraser on the stage and knocked hard on the stage.

It was also written on the blackboard, "Congratulations to Laogou for scoring twice, surprise or surprise! It's us again=3=" Mr. Gou knocked so hard, chalk crumbs fell down.

The classroom was barely quiet, and Teacher Gou felt a headache looking at the blackboard, "Who wrote this? Wipe it for me quickly."

Of course, no one would admit to such a thing. Everyone in the classroom all looked at Su Qing who was standing at the door.

He was wearing a pure white short-sleeved shirt, revealing a section of slender and well-proportioned arms, and his skin was so white that it seemed to glow.

He is quite tall, with straight shoulders and an excellent posture, and there is an indescribable aura just standing there motionless.

It feels a bit out of the crowd, he doesn't need to do anything, he can automatically set off the same species standing next to him as a gray chicken.

Gray hair...ah no, it's Teacher Gou, he enthusiastically drives the transfer students into the group: "Everyone be quiet, a new student has arrived in our class this semester, how about this, come say hello to the students and briefly introduce yourself one time."

The transfer student looked ahead calmly, and under the breathless gaze of 99% of the class, he said:

"Su Qing."

"..."

"........."

Class [-], which was always bustling like going to a market, fell into an eerie silence.

So proud.

So cold.

Teacher Gou laughed awkwardly, "Haha, that...it doesn't have to be so short."

Along the way, I felt that he seemed to be so quiet. I didn't expect him to be so quiet in class.

Su Qing didn't intend to speak again, and Teacher Gou didn't make things difficult for him. He glanced at the empty tables in the class: "Just sit..."

There are a lot of vacant places in the classroom of Class [-], but there is no good set of desks and stools, either the table holes are broken or the tabletop is drilled with a row of holes, so there is no room for people to sit on.

Only the last row.

...No, it's the second-to-last row.

There is only one single table in the last row, and the books on the table are randomly spread to raise it up. The boy in a black loose sweater is pressing a soft blanket, and the exposed corner is embroidered with a top luxury item. logo, from the beginning of the noise until the teacher came, he never raised his head from the beginning to the end.

It was a comfortable sleep.

Teacher Gou felt a headache when he saw him, and pointed to the only intact desk and stool in front of him, "Sit here."

That desk was cleaner and more tidy than any other in the classroom, without even a single scratch on the desk, as if no one had ever touched it.

Teacher Gou looked at the bright and upright sleeping person with a blanket behind him, looked at the dumb Su Qing with long hair, and then looked at the Class [-] group who had already been arguing in front of him, covering his eyes. Head out.

The students in the class gathered together and murmured, kept looking at the back row, and said in a super low voice, "The old dog let the transfer student sit on Brother Chi's second-perfect baby table."

"That was the one that Brother Chi picked out from all the identical new desks and stools in the school when he started school. It is second only to the set he used, the second perfect desk and stool!"

"Brother Chi said that the tables and stools that he can see as soon as he looks up must perfectly meet his aesthetic standards. Usually we dare not even touch him, but this newcomer actually sat on it directly! He is finished. "

"Yes, when Brother Chi wakes up, he's going to die..."

Su Qing didn't know what they were talking about, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down.

He is really not used to speaking in front of many strangers.

There are still people watching him secretly. Su Qing felt a little uncomfortable, and his face became even colder. He unzipped his schoolbag, took out a wet tissue and began to wipe the table, including but not limited to the table top, table edge, table hole... …

After wiping the table, I went to the back of the classroom to get sanitary tools, and swept a small area around myself.

Ok?

He almost stepped on something at his feet. Su Qing saw that it was a pink letter, which was very delicate and didn't look like garbage.

The envelope was right next to the leg of the table at the back table, and there was no one else around. Su Qing struggled for a while, picked it up for the back table and put it on the pile of books.

After cleaning, he sat down and started arranging the books, one after another, and many of them were in English, all brand new, with no creases visible.

After that is the pen holder. The round white pen holder is placed next to the book, and ten identical needle pens are neatly placed inside.

Class Ninth is where the thorns gather, and the whole class can't pull out a few students to learn. Su Qing's way of going out and turning right can be pulled by the grade teacher as a model specimen and ordered to study by the whole grade. It's just like him. Like people... out of place.

The people next to him looked dumbfounded, especially the little fat man in a floral T-shirt who was the closest to Suqing, only one aisle away.

He watched Su Qing finish all this in a daze, then bowed his head to pick up the dropped post-it note for him.

Su Qing: "Thank you."

Fatty was overwhelmed by the flattery, and shook his head again and again, saying that you are welcome, and saw Su Qing's dormitory key on the corner of the table.

He first glanced at the person sleeping on his stomach at the back, and then lowered his voice very carefully, "You live in 507? We share a dormitory."

Su Qing remembered Mr. Gou's sneaky instructions when he gave him the key.

Fatty pointed to the thin monkey-like man in glasses in the front row, and said in an airy voice, "He is the squad leader. We are the only two living people in our 507 dormitory. Now there is another you, which happens to be lively."

Su Qing nodded. He is not a character who can chat with people all the time, and he doesn't like to talk, Xiaopang quickly sees that he won't bother him.

After tidying up everything, Su Qing slowly buried her forehead in her arms, and closed her eyes tiredly.

It's so difficult, what will I do when I see the hero Huo Chi later.

When he saw himself transferred to his class, he must be so disgusted that he wanted to kill himself...

Thinking about it, Su Qing felt a little sleepy...

Behind him, a young master who finally got enough sleep raised his head, stretched his waist refreshed, and then his eyes fell on the pink love letter.

"Fatty, who put this on my table?"

He stepped on the table and pushed the bench close to the wall, reclining lazily, his black hair was messed up in sleep, and he glanced at the love letter frivolously with his long, narrow and deep eyebrows.

"Brother Chi is awake?" Chubby, who was across the aisle, immediately turned around to show his hospitality, and pointed to Su Qing who was sleeping on his stomach, "I just saw that it was placed on your front desk, a new transfer student."

Only then did Huo Chi notice that there was someone more in front of him, and he squinted his eyes as he stared at his back.

The boy's back was thin and slender, and the bending movement made the bones of the spine print a continuous section of bulge on the white shirt, and the hem of the clothes fell forward along the waist, outlining a slender waist that couldn't be grasped.

Xiaopang blew on the hot water he had just picked up, and reminded: "He seems to have fallen asleep."

"Asleep?" Huo Chi looked around the chaotic classroom, as if he wasn't the one who just fell asleep, and asked, "Do you think someone can fall asleep after such a noise?"

Without waiting for Xiaopang to answer, Huo Chi held the love letter in his hand and tapped it on the back of the small front desk, calling him, "New classmate, please inquire about the market, I never accept love..."

Su Qing just fell asleep, and was still dizzy when he was woken up. When he turned to look at Huo Chi, his eyes were blurred and his eyes hadn't fully opened yet.

Sticky response: "Huh?"

Huo Chi's voice stopped abruptly, and the love letter that was about to fly down his fingertips turned back at an incredible angle.

"... A letter sent by someone whose situation and circumstances are unknown."

"puff--"

Xiaopang spat out a mouthful of water and almost choked to death.

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Su Qing: "If you don't believe in rumors, don't spread them."