Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Mid-term exams are scheduled from Monday to Wednesday, with two subjects in the morning and one in the afternoon, and the rest of the time is at school for evening self-study.

The seat arrangement for the exam is based on the results of the last final exam. Qiu Chi was No.1 in the last final exam, so when the exam room was allocated, it was natural to sit at the first table of Class 1, and Ji Qingyan sat behind him.

According to international practice, no matter how the order of the following is disturbed, the first Kelei will take the Chinese test without fail.

Qiu Chi's Chinese score is very good. As long as the composition does not go off topic, a score of 140 or above is normal for him.Ji Qingyan imagined many ways for the two of them to meet before the exam. Should he ask how the preparations for the exam are going, or ask Da Qiao if he has behaved recently?It seems a bit deliberate...

But his hypothesis didn't work at all.

Because Qiu Chi hadn't been to the classroom at all before the exam, the seat in front of Ji Qingyan was empty, only the exam number was pasted on the table.

Xu Chen was the invigilator of the language test in examination room No. 1. When Xu Chen saw him with the test paper, his eyes were a bit complicated, and he couldn't tell whether he felt sorry or simply felt embarrassed.

Ji Qingyan remembered that Qiu Chi should have taken the exam in the previous life, why didn't he come when it was about to start?

The bell at the beginning of the exam is different from the usual sound of going to and from get out of class. It is similar to a beeping sound, which is a bit harsh.As soon as the bell rang, the classroom fell silent, only the sound of Xu Chen's high heels, and the sound of more than 30 students' pens falling on the paper in the examination room.

The time for the language test was two and a half hours. When Ji Qingyan had written the poem appreciation questions, there was a movement at the door. It was Qiu Chi who asked the teacher in a low voice, if he was late, could he still take the test.

"It's been more than an hour, you might as well miss the exam..."

The school's midterm exam regulations are not strict, and there is no rule that you cannot enter the venue if you are 10 minutes late.

What's more, he was late for such a long time, no matter how good the student was, he couldn't finish the papers, and the final grades would definitely not look good.At that time, the average Chinese score of Class 4 is probably enough for Qin Jianqiu to worry.

Thinking of this, Xu Chen intentionally took a while to take the paper for Qiu Chi: "Half of the exam time has passed, and the paper will be collected when the time comes. I don't have time to finish writing for you. You can write it yourself."

When she left the paper on Qiu Chi's desk, she turned her gaze upwards and saw Qiu Chi's face.His face was a little pale, and there seemed to be wounds near his temples, and the blood oozing from the wounds had coagulated on his face, showing a somewhat abnormal purple-black color.

Hiss... This kid didn't come late because of a fight?

Xu Chen originally wanted to take advantage of this matter to ridicule him a few more words, but it turned out that Qiu Chi was not a good person, and it was better for her to stay away.

Xu Chen didn't care about keeping quiet during the invigilation, stepped on high heels and flashed to the last row of the classroom, and then walked around Qiu Chi for the rest of the hour.

After Qiu Chi took the test paper, he began to answer. Without the sound of high-heeled shoes "dangdang" as the background sound, his answering process went very smoothly.He started writing the small composition first, then directly wrote the big composition, and then went back to writing classical Chinese and poetry appreciation questions. When he just finished writing the silent writing questions, he just caught up with the bell ringing at the end of the exam.

The subsequent exam process went smoothly. Qiu Chi said very little these days, and the longest conversation between Ji Qingyan and him was at the end of the Chinese exam.

Seeing the injury on Qiu Chi's face, Ji Qingyan asked him: "How did you get the injury on your face?"

He replied: "When I went out, I accidentally fell on the flower pot of the neighbor's house."

"Do you need to go to the infirmary to get some medicine?"

"It's okay, just wait until you get back to the dormitory in the afternoon."

Polite and dry, like two ordinary classmates who haven't known each other for a long time.

The last time Qiu Chi was injured on his lower back and leg, every time he applied the medicine, he acted like a big dog, rubbing against Ji Qingyan and asking him to apply the medicine to himself.

After returning to the dormitory this time, he used iodine to rub the medicine on his face in the mirror. Even though he couldn't see the wound and it was very difficult to do it in front of the mirror, he didn't ask Ji Qingyan to help.

Ji Qingyan didn't know until after the exam was over, and he didn't take it back to look at the review list he put for Qiu Chi in the small cabinet last Friday.

Because of being late for the exam, Qiu Chi fell out of the top ten in the grade in the final overall score, and Ji Qingyan got his wish and became the first in the grade, but this feeling made him uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why.

Qiu Chi's attitude towards him, including his attitude towards life, has changed so much that he can't think of a reason.

However, even though Qiu Chi was late for the language test, he also scored 150 on the 109-point paper. Many people wrote the whole process without leaving their pens, and the scores hovered around [-] points.

The most devilish thing is that his large and small essays both got full marks, and they were even printed out and circulated to the whole grade.But even so, Qin Jianqiu was still very angry and called him into the office to scold him.

"Qiu Chi, what happened during your exam?" Qin Jianqiu looked at his lost look, and hated iron and steel, "I'm more than an hour late for the exam, I want to know your reason. It's because you got up late sick, sick, or stuck in traffic."

"I'm sorry, Teacher Qin."

"Don't apologize to me, you should apologize to yourself, Qiu Chi."

He was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I had something to do at home that morning, so I came late."

"You... next time you have something at home, say hello to Teacher Chen in advance." She sighed and said, "The shortlist for the Wenhui Cup has come down."

There was a faint glimmer of light in Qiu Chi's gloomy eyes, and Qin Jianqiu felt a little distressed by his expectant eyes.

"There is another chance next year, don't be discouraged."

The underlying meaning of this sentence is that he failed to be shortlisted.

"I know," Qiu Chi tried his best to look natural, "Thank you teacher."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The Wenhui Cup is very demanding," Mr. Qin handed him a file bag, "I have sorted out some excellent model essays, so you can learn more and read more. The Wenhui Cup is not fixed every year. topic, so you can start writing when you have time, and you can ask me any questions.”

"Didn't I tell you last time that more competitions are icing on the cake, and the key is to look at your grades. I just saw your grades from Teacher Chen," Qin Jianqiu sighed, and said, "Other subjects The results are quite stable, if you are not late this time, the ranking should not be so embarrassing."

Qiu Chi maintained this half-dead state for more than three days, and Ji Qingyan felt uncomfortable watching him.

When he was in the dormitory, he was so noisy that Ji Qingyan wanted to mute him, but after the mute was really turned on, it became so lifeless that it made people worry.

It has been cloudy for a long time recently, and the towels hanging on the balcony have been damp.Ji Qingyan originally thought it would be sunny, but it turned out to be more and more gloomy.

There was no light between the sky and the earth, and in the evening, heavy rain poured down.

Taking advantage of the noise of the majestic rain, Ji Qingyan asked him: "What are you making a fuss about? Sitting next to me in class makes you uncomfortable, or does living in a dormitory disturb your rest?"

Qiu Chi raised his head abruptly, and put the book in his hand on the table. As if frightened, he quickly denied: "No! Don't think too much, I don't mean that."

"Then what the hell do you mean?" Qiu Chi didn't cry or laugh, Ji Qingyan felt powerless, he punched all the cotton like punches.

Looking at Qiu Chi's pale face, he was furious: "It's fun to be so greasy and crooked?" He raised his arm and patted the empty drink can on the table with his hand.

After the beverage can was hit, it began to move in the air with the help of force, and it hit the wound on Qiu Chi's temple.

The wound that had just begun to scab opened again, and blood oozes out from the black mark, and the deep red blood flowed down his cheeks, which looked shocking on his somewhat pale face, like red spots that suddenly grew wildly on white paper. lotus.

Ji Qingyan panicked immediately, and the anger just now softened instantly: "I'm sorry! I..."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"But your wounds are bleeding!"

Qiu Chi belatedly raised his hand and rubbed it, the pus and blood from the wound stuck to the back of his hand: "Sorry, didn't I scare you, did I?"

"I'll help you." Ji Qingyan's tone was deep and his voice was a little hoarse.

Qiu Chi lowered his head and whispered, "I'll do it myself, this medicine is easy to stain your hands, so don't move..."

"Give me the medicine." Ji Qingyan reached out to him, "Your head is still bleeding."

Qiu Chijian couldn't resist him: "Then, trouble." He gave the medicine bottle to Ji Qingyan.

I didn't look carefully before and didn't know it. Looking closely, apart from the most obvious wound next to the temple, there are also two less obvious abrasions on the corners of the mouth and forehead.

Qiu Chi didn't hide, watching Ji Qingyan carefully disinfect him with a cotton swab dipped in iodine, and then apply the external medicine in the medicine bottle.

Sensing the straightforward gaze in front of him and the warm breath in his breath, Ji Qingyan felt a little hot on his face, and reluctantly said to him: "Don't look at me!"

"Okay, then I'll close my eyes." Then Qiu Chi closed his eyes obediently.

Ji Qingyan: "..."

Fuck, why haven't you been so obedient before?

-Volume [-] End-

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