The cold school god can't move

"Chi Yuan? Brat, what have you done?"

Chi's father's voice was not high, but he was not angry. Chi Yuan bared his teeth involuntarily, straightened his arms, wishing that a telescopic arm would grow on his shoulders, and directly lift the phone into the corridor several meters away go.

"Oh, Dad, I didn't do anything bad!"

"Then what's the matter? No money to spend? Otherwise, you will think of your father and me? You still use the teacher's mobile phone to call me!"

"Oh, Dad, I really miss you! I miss you so much that even Mr. Xu can tell, let me call you quickly!"

Teacher Xu leaned on the corner of the table with his arms folded, watching Chi Yuan's brazen nonsense.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"It's really nothing, it's just... I really miss you. Isn't there an exam tomorrow, so I... just listen to your voice and motivate myself!"

While Chi Yuan was editing, he secretly observed Teacher Xu from time to time. The more he watched, the more he felt that the old Xu at this time was looking like a villain.

The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, and Chi Yuan heard a sigh.

"Also spur yourself! You are calling from the teacher's mobile phone at this point, I see you, you must have been caught by Teacher Xu while playing on the mobile phone in self-study class, right? The mobile phone was confiscated? You want me to tell the teacher to let go Would you like to ride a horse?"

Chi Yuan didn't expect to be guessed by his father all of a sudden, and just as he was thinking about following his father's words, the voice on the other end of the phone rang again.

"Tsk! You're my son. You're just putting your mind to it. You really think I don't know? You deserve it for being confiscated! I told you not to take it to school, but to take it secretly. Look at him, How about making your Uncle Chi feel more at ease? Learn more from others! It's not in vain that you get along with them day and night."

Teacher Xu's voice on the phone is like that of an old phone, which is not much different from turning on the speakerphone. In the whole dormitory, except for Chi Yuan's sophistry, it is Chi's father's merciless verbal beating of Chi Yuan.

Although Chi Cheng closed his eyes, he did not fall asleep. He was suddenly named without warning, and became a positive control group for making his boyfriend unloveable. In an instant, even he himself felt wronged for his boyfriend.

Mao Jiang had turned his head away, covering his mouth and trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Chi Cheng opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and tugged the corner of Chi Yuan's clothes not far away from him, motioning him to move the phone to him.Chi Cheng cleared his throat, trying to make his voice clear and loud.

"Hi Uncle Chi, I'm Chi Cheng."

"Ouch, Chengcheng! Why is your voice so hoarse? Have you caught a cold?"

"No, just...uh...well, I have a little cold."

Chi Cheng didn't think of the reason for his hoarseness for a while, so he had to admit it truthfully.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"I've eaten. Chi Yuan accompanied me to the school hospital."

"Just now Yuanyuan said that you will have a mid-term exam tomorrow?"

"That's right! Uncle Chi, you really wronged Chi Yuan today. He really didn't play with his phone. I was hungry, so he just asked his classmates who went to the cafeteria to bring me porridge. He has actually been working hard!"

There was a momentary silence on the other end of the phone.A few seconds later, Papa Chi's voice sounded faintly again.

"Yuanyuan has indeed become more at ease in the past six months. If I had known this, I should have transferred him here as soon as I was transferred, so I wouldn't have... Sigh! All in all, Cheng Cheng, uncle, thank you very much, It is thanks to you that Yuan Yuan can calm down and make such a change and progress!"

"Uncle Chi, you don't have to thank me, it's all Chi Yuan's own efforts and growth."

Chi Cheng didn't expect that Papa Chi would suddenly play a card of warmth, which made Chi Cheng suddenly feel guilty that he had nothing to say.

"Chengcheng, you don't need to praise him. I know Yuanyuan too well. This kid, his tail goes up to the sky when he praises him. He belongs to the walnut family. If you don't beat him, he will be far away. That's fine, since you all have an exam tomorrow." Now, uncle won’t say much, if you are not feeling well, go to bed early, and supervise and help uncle. You can return the phone to Mr. Xu, and I will have a word with him.”

Chi Cheng complied.

Papa Chi didn't say anything more to Teacher Xu, but he affirmed that Teacher Xu wanted to confiscate Chi Yuan's phone.

Chi Yuan sighed secretly, his father had already reached an agreement with Lao Xu, he had nothing to say, he could only admit it, even with Mao Jiang he could only eat Huang Lian dumbly.

When Teacher Xu walked to the door, he turned his head back on purpose, and said with a meaningful smile, "Student Chi Yuan, you don't know your son like your father, let's work hard!"

After Teacher Xu left, Chi Yuan pouted and frowned, his pretty face twisted like a bun. Although Teacher Xu had shown mercy to him, he was still 1 unhappy.He lay down next to Chi Cheng, and stuck his head in Chi Cheng's neck.

"Brother Cheng, please comfort me, please give me a hug."

Chi Cheng stretched out his arms from under the quilt to hug Chi Yuan, coaxing him gently:

"Yuan'er, it's all right! Teacher Xu will be back in a few days. And we don't need the mobile phone so much. You don't play those messy games now. If you need to use the mobile phone, use my phone. That's it."

"Why is it useless? I'm... oh!"

Chi Yuan almost leaked his careful plan, but fortunately he reacted and pulled the brake on his mouth in time.But thinking of how sick Chi Cheng is now, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.Although judging from the last time Chi Cheng caught a cold and had a fever, Chi Cheng should be able to recover after taking the medicine and sleeping, but he still couldn't help worrying.

Chi Cheng patted Chi Yuan's back lightly, comforting him: "Okay, don't think about it. Do you want to read a little longer or something?"

"Don't look! I'm so smart and work so hard, do I still need to sharpen my guns? I will be with you today and take care of you. I will sleep with you tonight!"

"Don't worry, you have an exam tomorrow, what if you catch a cold?"

"Didn't you say that if you infect others with a cold, you will recover faster? It's like... Dividing the enemy that one person wants to destroy to two people will always make it faster!"

Chi Cheng poked Chi Yuan's forehead with his fingertips, and slowly reproached him:

"Nonsense! Let's go, I'll recover very quickly. If you catch a cold too, I still have to feel sorry for you and take care of you. Don't let me, a patient, have any other psychological burdens, okay?"

Chi Yuan smiled and rubbed against Chi Cheng's neck a few times, and finally dispelled the idea of ​​sleeping with Chi Cheng, but he was still wondering where and what Chi Cheng did after he disappeared today.Ever since Chi Cheng came back, he hasn't mentioned a word about his whereabouts today. Although Chi Yuan had some guesses, he didn't dare to ask, for fear of touching the wound in Chi Cheng's heart.

So he asked sideways, "Brother Cheng, have you been out in the wild all day?"

Chi Cheng guessed what Chi Yuan wanted to ask, and this question has probably been stuffed in Chi Yuan's mind for a whole day.Now that they are already lovers, they don't need to hide anything from Chi Yuan, so they told Chi Yuan that his father took him to the cemetery to pay homage to his grandmother and mother, and when he came back, the car broke down halfway. .

After Chi Yuan listened, he hugged Chi Cheng tightly through the quilt in distress.After thinking for a long time, he solemnly made a vow to Chi Cheng: "Brother Cheng, I will accompany you to see your mother and grandma in the future, okay?"

The four eyes met, Chi Cheng smiled at the corners of his eyes, but tears welled up in his eyes.He nodded hard, and the buckwheat husks in the pillow rustled as he nodded.

"it is good!"

When Chi Yuan received this unhesitating answer, he smiled from the bottom of his heart as if he was relieved, and felt instantly relieved.He turned over and sat down, stuffed Chi Cheng's arms back into the quilt, tucked the quilt around, and then lay down on his side next to Chi Cheng again.

He scratched Chi Cheng's nose, then put his arms around him, coaxing Chi Cheng like a child:

"Okay! Go to sleep, baby, I'll go to bed after watching you fall asleep."

Chi Cheng became squeamish, blinked at Chi Yuan, pouted and said:

"Then... Yuan'er, tell me a story!"

"Ah? Tell me a story...Let me think about it...Then let's tell a story...about the old sycamore and the giant python, shall we?"

Chi Cheng smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Okay!"

So, Chi Yuan recalled the unending story he had read, combined with what Chi Cheng had told him, and narrated it in Chi Cheng's ear.

"Once upon a time, there was a sycamore tree that lived for tens of thousands of years..."

Chi Cheng obediently closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Because Chi Cheng was thinking about Chi Cheng, Chi Yuan didn't sleep well that night.

At dawn the next day, when the sky was still dark, Chi Yuan woke up by himself.Before the school's wake-up bell rang, and he didn't know the time, he poked his head out from the upper bunk and stared hard at the lower bunk in the darkness. Under the quilt, still in a sound sleep.

He got off the bed lightly, and lightly touched Chi Cheng's forehead.Chi Cheng's body temperature has dropped and returned to normal.Chi Yuan's heart that had been hanging all night finally settled in his stomach.

In the classroom, all the desks have been set up according to the standard of the examination room, and this time it is the same examination room as the students of the science class.

The first exam is Chinese without exception.

In the first half, Chi Cheng still felt that his mind was clear, and he answered the questions smoothly.But when he got to the back, his concentration became a little slack, his forehead sank heavily, and he felt drowsy in waves.He felt very hot in his nasal cavity and hot around his eye sockets, but his body felt cold, with a feeling of ice and fire, and he seemed to be unable to control the pen in his hand.

The exam time has passed halfway, and he barely finished answering all the previous questions, leaving only the composition.According to Chi Cheng's usual answering speed, a composition would only take less than an hour, but today's situation is a bit bad.

Chi Cheng looked at the wall clock on the classroom wall. There were still seven to ten minutes left. If he was clear enough, this time would be more than enough time for him to finish writing the composition. He could even check the test paper from beginning to end.

Chi Cheng rubbed his temples vigorously, but instead of feeling any better, his mind suddenly became more and more uncomfortable.He thought, instead of struggling with the answer sheet in such a daze, it would be better to take a break and let his head clear up before answering.So he simply put down his pen, lay down on the table and began to sleep.

The two invigilators had heard about Chi Cheng's great reputation for a long time, and knew that he was always very fast in answering papers, and when he had nothing to do and couldn't go out after answering the papers, he always lay down on the table and fell asleep.So this time, when Chi Cheng started to sleep again, the invigilator only regarded it as his routine operation, other than marveling at how good he was, he mercilessly threw away all the favored ones in the examination room several times. Outside of the city, I really didn't think about other places.

Unexpectedly, Chi Cheng fell asleep for a long time, and when he was woken up by the invigilator, it was less than 15 minutes before the end of the exam.Chi Cheng stared at the wall clock on the wall with reddish eyes, dumbfounded.

It's over!Composition, worth sixty cents!

No matter how fast he is, no matter how insane his writing is, he is not a typewriter, and he cannot write at a speed of 1 characters per minute.

what to do?Dying?Or just give up?

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