Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The teacher saw his expression suddenly changed, and he was a little strange: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Zhen gritted his teeth, and swallowed back the curse that came to his lips: "I forgot to take the exam when I arranged the task, and I didn't come according to the arrangement of the exam room."

In fact, they have already thought about it a long time ago. Knowing that there will be exams this week, they have even arranged for people to inspect the laboratory building. As for other problems such as self-study in the laboratory building but inspection of the teaching building, they can be adjusted in private.

The teacher also comforted him: "It's okay, you can adjust it again."

Qiu Zhen walked out of the administrative building with a sulky face, planning to take on another task of inspecting the laboratory building.

Mr. Liang is right, the class leader really has a lot of things to do, on the first day of the week, Qiu Zhen will be caught talking about things even when he goes to the toilet, and it is rare to have time to drink water, let alone go upstairs to fetch water and find a boyfriend .

Fortunately, he had the foresight to arrange himself in the fourth class, so at least he could finally take a look at his boyfriend during the night self-study eye exercises.

Qiu Zhen runs to the fourth class several times a day, and everyone is familiar with him, so it is not surprising to see him turn off the lights and go straight to the classroom.

Bi Xia has been reading a lot recently, and his eyes are heavily burdened. Qiu Zhen didn't want to disturb him, so he just stood by and stared at him for 5 minutes.

Whisper in his ear at the end, and whisper to him: "I have to check on you at night and go back first."

"Ah."

Shangguan Lu Yuan was very happy when he heard his words. He was finally able to go back to the dormitory with Bi Xia after being at the same table for more than half a year.

When he was on duty in the last semester, he and Bi Xia were not very familiar with each other, even though Qiu Zhen was not around, they still went their own ways, but now it is different, they are already familiar with each other.

This acquaintance is also thanks to Qiu Zhen to a certain extent. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he has witnessed their love.

After class, when Shangguan Lu Yuan proposed to go back to the dormitory together, Bi Xia didn't refuse. He was relieved, obviously he had no other intentions, but simply wanted to feel the joy of walking with his deskmate, but he just couldn't help feeling guilty.

It's all Qiu Zhen's fault, always standing between him and Bi Xia and saying, "This is my boyfriend."

Today, a street lamp was broken. Director Zhang stood by the side of the road with a flashlight to illuminate the students. By the way, he also warned the young people who secretly fell in love not to go too far.

Bi Xia is tall and straight, with steady steps, and is very easy to recognize in the crowd. Director Zhang squinted his eyes when he saw him from a long distance. This time, he would be rude if he passed him hand in hand again.

When they got closer, he realized that not only did they not hold hands, they didn't walk together today. Director Zhang couldn't help thinking: What's wrong?

That boy Qiuzheng looked a little strange today.

"Teacher Zhang."

Passing by Director Zhang, Bi Xia greeted him, only then did he realize that it was not Qiu Zhen who was beside Bi Xia.

!!!

What's really wrong?

Director Zhang was a little confused.He doesn't want students to fall in love, but if it can't be stopped, he hopes that students will not be adversely affected by it.

He stroked his hair, and after being transferred to the No. [-] Middle School, the incidents of violent student conflicts decreased a lot, but he was more concerned about other aspects, and his brilliance was in jeopardy.

Otherwise, go for a hair transplant.

Director Zhang stood on the road for a long time, and he didn't leave until almost all the students had returned to the dormitory. He was about to walk to the teaching building, and a student ran towards him.

Seeing him, he waved and ran past him: "Hello, Director Zhang."

It's Qiuzheng.

Director Zhang called to him: "Wait a minute."

Qiu Zhen retreated back and waited for his order.

"What... what did you do?"

Director Zhang considered for a moment and still didn't speak directly.

"It's worth a week."

"Oh, it's worth the week," Director Zhang heaved a sigh of relief, "It's a good value for a week, a good value for a week."

Qiu Zheng is baffled, was he bewitched at night?

Director Zhang remembered that last week Qiuzheng showed him the weekly task list.

He waved his hand: "It's okay, it's hard work for a week, go to bed early."

Qiu Zhen was stopped by him in a daze and then left in a daze. Director Zhang drove home happily.

If you have already dated too closely, you should have a good relationship, his family genes, it is not easy to stick to these few hairs until now.

Shangguan Lu Yuan finally managed to bring his deskmate back to the dormitory, feeling satisfied.

He was on duty for a whole week from morning to night. He originally thought that Qiu Zhen would be away from Bi Xia in the morning, so that he could have a happy breakfast with his tablemate and chat about philosophy by the way.

In order to meet Bi Xia, he woke up 10 minutes early, and then he saw two people standing up and washing together in the bathroom.

Qiu Zhen changed a toothpaste today, insisting that spearmint smells better than mint, and Bi Xia wanted to smell it. In fact, he wanted to taste it more, but after all, it is in the dormitory building, and people will come at any time.

Shangguan Lu Yuan walked past them expressionlessly, then washed his face and brushed his teeth with water, and secretly told himself to stay away from them.

It's not that he doesn't know Qiuzheng's pee sex, he's much clingier than girls, what else can he do besides being a light bulb and eating dog food?

In the past few days of the monthly exam and the monthly exam, the self-study discipline of each class is generally worse. As soon as there are more deduction lists written by the students on duty, more people come to the class leader to explain, and Qiu Zhen is even busier.

Most of the time outside the exam was spent dealing with these trivial matters, and Qiu Zhen felt a little bad. He made a mistake in dictating ancient poems for this Chinese exam.

The score is not high, but he is not comfortable.

According to the old class, this is a must-get score. This kind of score without technical content is lost. What does Xia Xia think? He said that he must study hard.

When Bi Xia saw Qiu Zhen at night, he was hesitant to talk.

"What's wrong."

"I wrote a wrong question silently."

"..."

Qiu Zhen was a little aggrieved: "He asked me to write the last sentence for the next sentence, but I didn't remember it."

"……fine."

Bi Xia hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to gently rub his hair, Qiu Zhen's hair was the same as his, not soft at all, it felt prickly to the touch.

Qiu Zhen didn't realize it at all, Bi Xia raised his hand and he lowered his head in cooperation and rubbed against his palm.

When Bi Xia withdrew his hand, he grabbed it back and put it on his lips for a soft kiss.

"Xia Xia."

The night is full of stars, dotted with stars, and the March wind blows gently.

Under the tree, two teenagers hug each other.

Qiu Zhen hugged him tightly, both venting and restraining, Bi Xia raised his arms back to hug him unskillfully, thinking that he really cared about that.

"Shangguan made a mistake on a multiple-choice question."

He is worse than you.

But Qiu Zhen didn't understand what he meant, and his voice sounded more aggrieved: "You and him agree on the answer?"

Bi Xia has never been used to answering questions. On the one hand, this is out of self-confidence, and on the other hand, it is also a kind of protection for the students' mentality of the exam.

But he actually matched the answer with Shangguan!

"No," Bi Xia felt helpless, "Xie Weiwei asked him, I heard."

"You remember what he said casually?"

"..."

Qiuzheng secretly thought it was not good, and the unreasonable trouble was too much.

So he pretended not to say anything, hugged Bi Xia, and rubbed against him again.

Bi Xia sighed softly, but didn't say anything after all.

Qiu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, these two days he gradually got used to the busy work on duty, and because of his selflessness in the past two days, few people came to him to "justify", he was much more relaxed, and finally he was able to find time to find a man friend.

After the exam, the week passed quickly, and Qiu Zhen couldn't wait to hand over the weekly cards and other things to Class [-], and then remembered that Bi Xia would be on duty next.

Bi Xia is not the class monitor, and does not have as many things to deal with as he does, but there are many boys and girls in the liberal arts class, and some things must be done by boys.

For example, the inspection of the boys' dormitory and the inspection of the classroom after turning off the lights are not appropriate for girls.

The old class joked before being on duty for a week: "Our liberal arts class has no other choice but to use girls as boys and boys as animals."

More than a dozen "animals" looked at him together, including Bi Xia's exquisite face, and Lao Ban couldn't continue talking.

In any case, boys must have heavy weekly tasks. Bi Xia has to inspect a teaching building by himself, and he goes back to the dormitory every day after turning off the lights.

Qiu Zhen stayed on the empty bed alone, waiting for him to come back every day before going to bed, but today he waited and waited and waited for no one.

Already 5 minutes later than usual, Bi Xia still didn't come back, Qiu Zhen couldn't lie down anymore.

He simply got up and went to Mr. Zhou Sheng to ask what was going on.

The man didn't know, so he could only say: "He checked the teaching building, there might be something wrong, wait a little longer, maybe he will be back soon."

Rather than pinning his hopes on an invisible "maybe" Qiu Zhen, he wants to go out and find someone by himself.

He always felt that something was going to happen.

Qiu Zhen seemed to be persuaded by him to go back to the dormitory, but he appeared at the door again 2 minutes later, all changed.

"I'm going out."

Value Zhou Sheng: "???"

Forget it, they're all old acquaintances, last week they didn't deduct their shift, so brother Qiu still has to give face.

Not only him, but those downstairs who saw Qiu Zhen also turned a blind eye and let him out.

The dorm manager on the first floor fell asleep on the table, and Qiu Zhen walked out of the dormitory in such a grandiose manner.

While running towards the teaching building, he looked at the road, maybe he met him on the road.

Bi Xia was inspecting the teaching building of the third year of high school. He ran downstairs and stopped to catch his breath. He looked up and tried to find the person he was thinking of from the corridor.

No, at least not from downstairs.

Qiu Zhen withdrew his gaze, ready to go upstairs to look for it.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly raised his head to look up. This look, he almost forgot to breathe.

The teaching building is four floors high, and there is a roof above the fourth floor. The stairs that go up are usually locked.

And now, Bi Xia is standing on the roof.

He was sure it was Bi Xia.

Even if there is only a vague figure, he can still be sure that it is Bi Xia, and he will not be mistaken for the person who has been sleeping for so long in his arms.

What is his boyfriend doing on the roof without going back to sleep at night?