The wind rises in Nanyang

Qin Nanfeng didn't return to the dormitory for a week. Wen Yang felt that the other party would never come back, but when he returned to the dormitory today, he saw that the other party was sitting on the upper bunk with his legs hanging down naturally, holding a bag in his hand. A bowl of instant noodles.

"Are you back?" Qin Nanfeng glanced at him, jumped off the bed, landed on the ground, looked at the steamed buns and mustard in his hands, and took out some ham from his bag for him.

"Do you have a fever?" Wen Yang didn't answer for a moment.

Qin Nanfeng stuffed Wenyang's hand directly, and made a serious request: "You can continue to make up lessons for me in the future."

"Don't you want to learn?" Wen Yang didn't push it out, and sat on his bunk with the ham.

"On the quiz two days ago, I found that I suddenly became obsessed, as if I could do everything." Qin Nanfeng said with a playful smile, "Anyway, if you give me extra lessons, at worst I'll give you money, double the tuition fee!"

Wen Yang's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Aren't you just a little rich?"

"Yes, I just have a bit of bad money." Qin Nanfeng didn't deny it, and raised his voice: "If my mother doesn't have money, we will be punished at the door last time! Is it my fault that I have money? It's me Want to be rich? My family has money, what can I do?"

Wen Yang heard it more and more familiarly, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you Murong Yunhai from Tongda?"

Qin Nanfeng was amused all of a sudden, and then immediately returned to seriousness, staring at Wen Yang with a serious face, and said, "It's business, don't make me laugh, I can't help it!"

"I'm sorry." Wen Yang apologized earnestly, but Qin Nanfeng was surprised.

"Apologize for what?"

"The last time I was reckless, I caused you to stay inside for so long, there will be no next time." Wen Yang paused, his tone changed, and he said very seriously: "But, if you really want to find me Make up lessons, I hope you take it seriously."

So serious...

Qin Nanfeng suddenly felt a little guilty, if he took it seriously...

"Can't go out to play."

"Can't play ball."

"You can't play video."

"The most important thing is, don't continue to escape from the teacher's class."

A series of blows hit Qin Nanfeng's face. He suddenly regretted it, and asked feebly, "I regret it now, is there still time?"

"Today, let's make up history." Wen Yang had already started looking for books.

Qin Nanfeng looked at the other person's busy back, and suddenly felt that his future was dark.

Sure enough, it was very difficult for Qin Nanfeng to study honestly.Two days after the other party "obediently" attended class, Qin Nanfeng skipped class again.

Wen Yang didn't wait for Qin Nanfeng in the dormitory all afternoon, his expression was always calm, but he had already put away his textbooks.He could help Qin Nanfeng with tutoring, but he really couldn't save a self-willed and depraved person. Since this was Qin Nanfeng's own choice, there was nothing he could do.

In the evening, Wen Yang was having dinner when he suddenly received a text message from Qin Nanfeng on his mobile phone: Little teacher, teaching building No. [-], the rooftop is waiting for you.

Wen Yang frowned slightly, put down his phone and continued to eat at a leisurely pace, but he still put it down after two mouthfuls, got up and went to Teaching Building No. [-].

All the way up the stairs, Wen Yang saw Qin Nanfeng sitting on the edge of the roof, his legs dangling leisurely in mid-air.

"Are you going to jump off the building?" Wen Yang paused, with a lukewarm tone.

The young man against the light turned his head and showed him a bright smile, then he got up from the ground and joked as he walked towards him: "Yes, do you want to form a group?"

"No."

"Don't, maybe we jump down in a group, and the beautiful legend of two boys dying for love will become popular in Tongda." Qin Nanfeng put his arm around Wen Yang's shoulders, and said with a playful smile, "Do you think it's special?"

"Campus bullying, the school bully and the bullied student unfortunately both fell off the building while being pushed, youth education should pay attention to the soul." Wen Yang's tone did not fluctuate much, calmly talking about the news that the two might really fall.

"It's boring." Qin Nanfeng shook his head, and handed the gift box in the other hand to Wen Yang, "Here you are."

Wen Yang didn't pick it up, but said coldly: "It's useless for you to give it to me, you skipped class today, since you don't want me to teach you, then..."

The conversation stopped abruptly, because Qin Nanfeng had already opened the box, and a well-repaired piggy bank lay quietly in the box.

Wen Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, with a flash of emotion in the depths of his eyes, he gently hugged the box in his arms close to his heart.

"I saw that you cared about this stuff, so I just found a pot repairer, and the sticky stuff was fixed." Qin Nanfeng said very easily.

Only then did Wen Yang come back to his senses, looked down at the piggy bank, his bangs covered the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and asked, "Are you going to fix this all afternoon?"

"To be precise, I'm going to get this. I threw it to the boss a long time ago. The other party hasn't repaired it when I arrived today. I'll wait for half a day to get it." Qin Nanfeng complained: "This thing is really troublesome to repair."

"how much is it?"

"what?"

"I'll pay you back." Wen Yang went to get his wallet.

Qin Nanfeng was speechless, "No need, just a little money."

"I only have three hundred here." Wen Yang pushed the money to Qin Nanfeng, looked up at him with clear eyes, "I don't know if it's enough, if not, I will return it to you later."

Qin Nanfeng scratched his head, then drew a hundred from it, and returned the rest to Wen Yang, "100 yuan is enough."

Wen Yang didn't refuse, and collected the money again, looking at Qin Nanfeng with a rare smile, "Thank you."

Qin Nanfeng also laughed, patted Wen Yang's shoulder carelessly, and asked in a low voice, "Then, is my skipping class in the afternoon over?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yang's expression became serious again, and he said, "I will make up for you in the evening for the lessons you missed in the afternoon."

"Ah? No, no, no... don't you need it?" Qin Nanfeng stuttered, don't be so serious!

"This is a must." Wen Yang didn't give the other party a chance to refuse, and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, we'll go back to the dormitory to make up for it now."

Qin Nanfeng felt as if he wanted to cry, but didn't he, the school bully, Qin Nanfeng, even have the right to sleep freely?What kind of sub-classes do you make up at night?

Because there was another person in the dormitory, Qin Nanfeng and Wen Yang talked very quietly. After the lights were turned off, Qin Nanfeng was forced to get under Wen Yang's quilt. The two read with a flashlight. He will explain to Qin Nanfeng in a low voice.

This is going to be a pain for the boss, these two people are not as good as talking about the topic openly, why did he get into the same bed without paying attention to the two of them?Moreover, he was obviously talking but couldn't hear what he was saying, even if the boss pricked up his ears, he couldn't hear clearly at all, how could a gossip party live like this?

In bed.

"This auxiliary line is drawn in this way, it can be seen that it is a right angle, and then..." Wen Yang spoke with his usual expression.

Qin Nanfeng on the side was holding a flashlight, watching Wen Yang write and draw on the paper, his eyes slowly moved up uncontrollably.Wen Yang's mouth opened and closed, small and rosy, especially when illuminated by the flashlight, it appeared a little crystal clear.

Like...a jelly?Pink strawberry flavored jelly?

"Do you understand?" Wen Yang stopped explaining and asked Qin Nanfeng.

Qin Nanfeng froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "Tell me again."

Wen Yang was not irritable either, and started to speak for the second time without haste. Qin Nanfeng never put his eyes on the draft paper. Looking at Wen Yang's serious face and those white and slender hands, Suddenly feel a little dry and hot.

Qin Nan was so hot that he wanted to get out of the quilt, but was held back by Wen Yang, "What do you want to do?"

"Go out and get some air, it's too hot."

"The boss is already asleep, you will disturb him." Wen Yang said softly, shrinking his body to the side, and asked: "Is this better?"

Without Wen Yang's physical contact, Qin Nanfeng was indeed cooler, but this was far from relieving the heat in his heart, and he tugged on his collar a little annoyed, which was considered better.

"Do you want to take off your shirt?" Wen Yang asked suddenly as he twirled the pen in his hand.

Qin Nanfeng shook his head almost preconditionally, "No, no, it's not that hot!"

Wen Yang took a look at him, and didn't persuade him anymore, but took off his shirt to reveal his lean muscles.

"What are you doing?" Qin Nanfeng jumped up all of a sudden, his head hit the bed board with a "bang".

"Keep down!" Wen Yang's voice was low and hasty, and he pulled Qin Nanfeng back under the quilt, "Be careful to wake up the boss."

"What are you doing undressing?" Qin Nanfeng blushed.

Wen Yang looked at him a little strangely, and said quite naturally: "Because it's hot, aren't you also hot?"

"I'm not hot at all!"

"Really?" Wen Yang stretched out his hand, and gently touched his face and forehead, "You've got a little fever, your face is turning red."

Qin Nanfeng immediately shrank to the side, and rubbed his face against the wall to cool down. The cold wall quickly cooled the heat on his face, and said very firmly to Wen Yang, "It's not hot at all."

Wen Yang only felt that the other party's behavior was a bit weird, but he didn't ask any more questions. He poked his head out to see if the boss didn't respond, and then he was relieved. Fortunately, the boss didn't wake up.

"Don't move around, let's continue to read the questions." Wen Yang signaled the other party to look at the draft paper, and continued to explain: "There are actually two solutions to this question, and the second solution is..."

Qin Nanfeng blushed and lowered his head, his eyes still did not focus on the test questions. He was wrong. He will never skip class again, never dare to skip class again.

On the side, the boss saw that the two of them were quiet, so he poked his head out from under the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not discovered. If he was found to be awake...would he be silenced?

Wen Yang was strict in handling things, and said that he wanted to make up for the missed lessons in the afternoon, so he had to make up for it. In addition, Qin Nanfeng was always absent-minded, and the two of them almost finished talking until early in the morning. A quilt fell asleep.

When the boss woke up and saw this scene, his face was full of horror, he hesitated for a moment, got up and slipped away without washing his shoes.

The author has something to say:

Qin Nanfeng: Hey, Wen Yang and I are in bed today...doing a question QAQ

Boss: Yes, yes, yes, I can't hear anything, you keep making trouble.

Preview of the next chapter:

Wen Yang: If you don't ask, taking it yourself is stealing.

Thank Jun Moxiao for throwing a mine, love you~

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