Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

A boy of this age recovers quickly. Bi Xia ran to the point of exhaustion last week. After two days of rest, he obviously felt much better. Although he was still a little sore, he didn't have cramps anymore.

Morning jogging can be on the agenda.

No. [-] Middle School has a very tight work schedule, and there are rules for what to do at what time. The only thing that is not restricted is the early morning time.

Bi Xia got up early and ran downstairs for 10 minutes. Instead of going to the playground, he chose a random path from the dormitory building and started running.

At this time, the school was very quiet, and there were crisp birdsong from the trees on the side of the road. It was not yet bright, only the lights were on in the cafeteria, and the chimney of the boiling water room was emitting white smoke.

Bi Xia ran around and returned to the cafeteria. The breakfast in the cafeteria was not complete yet, so there was no need to queue at every window.

He bought some steamed rolls and a cup of soy milk and went back to the dormitory. When his roommate got up, Bi Xia had already taken a shower and started to eat breakfast.This day, it's a bit cold to take a cold shower early in the morning, maybe you can bring a kettle.

Usually, Bi Xia got up early, which affected his roommate somewhat. These days, he moved his wake-up time earlier by half an hour. After he got up, his roommate could still sleep for nearly an hour, but it didn't matter. After all, he was sleeping soundly at this time. Wake up and go back to sleep.

After two days, Bi Xia had no discomfort except for taking an extra 5 minutes of nap, and getting up early added half an hour to the day.

In this way, I get up early every day to practice for a year, and it shouldn't be so embarrassing to report another [-] for the sports meeting next year.

Qiu Zhen never saw Bi Xia in the dormitory in the morning, and Bi Xia always left the dormitory early except when he was on duty.It was a bit of a surprise to meet Qiu Zhen at the top of the stairs for two consecutive days.

He happily extended the invitation: "Would you like to have breakfast together?"

"I have already eaten."

"???"

Waking up so early, is this to cultivate immortality?

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaofang asked Bi Xia to write an extra notice when copying homework: I will go to practice chorus in the second quarter tonight.

Class [-] practiced for a whole class, and they didn't leave until Class [-] arrived.Ying Yarong was still sitting in front of the piano practicing.

Qi Jiale winked at Qiu Zhen when he saw her, but Qiu Zhen turned a blind eye.

Ying Yarong stood up directly after practicing once and walked towards him. She greeted Qiu Zhen generously, and Qiu Zhen would not refute her face, saying good evening.

In this way, everyone became a little curious about their relationship. Bi Xia was not very curious. He was more worried about the teacher asking him to teach Qiu Zhen how to vocalize.

He has specially practiced speeches, and he usually speaks with a very steady breath. He knows all these things well. He may not know the vocal skills taught by Teacher Zhang, but he can't open his mouth when he is asked to sing.

"We have practiced the national anthem in this class, and then divided the vocal part of our chorus. It's very simple. Basically, the boys are lower than the girls, and a few students have special voices, so we can adjust it."

Qiu Zhen clearly said that everyone must participate, but this time he didn't make a sound, but Teacher Zhang paid special attention to him.

"Why doesn't the handsome guy sing anymore? That's not okay. I'd rather not sing well than not. We're all classmates, so it doesn't matter if you sing wrong."

Qiuzhen: "..."

They are all lip-syncing, why can Bi Xia not him?

The accompaniment sounded again, and he simply let go of singing again.

"stand up--"

Teacher Zhang: "You can be a little lighter."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Bi Xia finally couldn't help laughing, Qiu Zhen snorted coldly and stretched out his evil right hand to the teacher while he wasn't paying attention.

Suddenly being tickled by someone, Bi Xia took a big step back. Fortunately, they were in the last row and there was no one behind them, so they backed away immediately.

Bi Xia's reaction was much more than what Qiu Zhen thought. It turned out that he was ticklish.

Bi Xia quickly returned to his original position, and he was already standing when Teacher Zhang adjusted the recorder and started playing the accompaniment.

Qiu Zhen knew that he was ticklish, how could he stand upright, and had to make trouble.

Just like in the classroom, Bi Xia was on his right, and he would reach out his hand from time to time, and he might not be able to poke him every time, but it was also interesting to scare his deskmate.

Everyone stood at the same height, and the movements of their hands were completely covered by the classmates in front of them. Bi Xia was always on guard against him, but he succeeded three times, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the hand that had been making trouble.

Qiu Zhen was honest.

It is inevitable that the two hands will sweat a little after holding them for a long time. Normally, Bi Xia would have let go of them long ago, but now he hesitates.

Qiu Zhen earned it by himself, but Bi Xia held on tighter.

Qiu Zhen laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled, Bi Xia let go of his hand belatedly, but still paid attention to his movements all the time.

Qiu Zhen lowered his head and assured him in a low voice: "I really don't want to play anymore."

Three minutes later, Bi Xia raised his hand expressionlessly to block a hand reaching out to him again, knowing that this person could not be trusted.

He didn't let go until the end of the practice once, both of them were sweating with one hand, and Bi Xia didn't know whether he was restricting Qiu Zhen or torturing himself.

They left late, and the teacher said that the bell for the end of get out of class had already rang when they were dismissed, and the students who had the foresight had already arranged their seats before they came out, and now they can go back to the dormitory directly.If you haven’t tidied up, you have to go back and clean up the desktop—the school will arrange people to check the desktop after noon and evening self-study in order to urge everyone to tidy up.

Bi Xia didn't have the habit of leaving books on the table, especially after he didn't know who knocked over the paint last time, he put all the books into the drawer as soon as he left his seat.

Qiu Zhen also stuffed his things into the drawer before he came out, so he didn't have to go back to the classroom, he walked with his deskmate logically.

If I remember correctly, this should be the first time the two of them walked back to the dormitory together.There was a lot of noise around, and the school's street lights were very old, not high, and the lights were not so bright, and the color was still pale, faintly guiding the way to and from the students.

Qiu Zhen suddenly shouted: "Hello, Teacher Gao!"

Hearing this, Bi Xia looked up and saw that Director Gao was standing under the camphor tree by the side of the road. With this light, he might not be able to see his face clearly when facing each other, and he didn't know how Qiu Zhen noticed it.

It is said in the post bar that Director Gao will occasionally block people on the road after evening self-study and get out of class, to see if there are any young couples going back to the dormitory together, especially on rainy days-it will be very obvious to share an umbrella, and this is the first time they have met.

Usually at this time, when everyone sees Director Gao, they just bow their heads and continue walking silently, or greet him in a low voice. It is rare for a classmate to call him so loudly, but he is not surprised when he sees someone.

Recently, Qiu Zhen came to the office to deliver homework every day, and Director Gao also remembered him. Director Gao was very talkative except when giving lectures, and said with a straight face and a warm voice: "Hey, hello."

Qiu Zhen's yell reminded many people. If he didn't yell, everyone can ignore it. Since one person yelled, the other students couldn't ignore it and greeted one after another.

So Director Gao kept saying hello to the students under the tree, and the young couples who saw this situation staggered a few steps obediently.

There was a slight delay in saying hello, and Qiu Zhen saw that his original relative lead was gone.This is not good, both the bathroom and the washroom will be crowded if you come back late.

When Qiuzheng was running towards the dormitory, he was worried that Bi Xia would lose him, so he reached out to catch him. He still remembered the moment when the two of them held hands and sweated, so he grabbed the wrist of his deskmate and dragged him forward. .

Bi Xia was grabbed by his hand, and couldn't keep up with the brisk walk, so he had no choice but to start running.

When we arrived at the dormitory, the lights in the hallway were all off, so Qiu Zhen turned on the lights.When they packed up their things and walked to the bathroom, the hallway was already bustling. There were only the two of them in the bathroom at the moment, but there would be crowds pouring in soon.

More than 20 cubicles are temporarily empty. When there is a choice, Qiu Zhen of course chooses the one with a shower curtain.

Half of these small cubicles have no shower curtains, and half of them have been placed with washbasins in advance to occupy the space. In the end, Bi Xia only has two choices, one is opposite to Qiuzheng, and the other is next door to Qiuzheng.

Bi Xia remembered the previous experience of meeting Qiu Zhen in the bathroom, and he chose the next door.

Qiuzheng moved very quickly. As soon as Bi Xia entered, the clothes and pants that had been taken off were hung on the partition next door, first T-shirts, and then school pants.

The school trousers are relatively long, the trouser legs are on his side, and the waist is on Bixia's side.He took it off quickly and casually, there was a pair of black underpants inside the school trousers, and the waistband of the trousers was tied with a loose knot, which naturally hung down here and dangled for a long time.

Immediately after the sound of water, water splashed everywhere, Bi Xia couldn't dodge in time, and the color of the water on the trouser legs was much darker.

The bathroom compartment is separated by a plastic partition. It is quite high, and no one can be seen from above, but the bottom [-] centimeters is empty.

He took a deep breath and quickly took off his clothes and pants, put them into a waterproof bag, and turned on the water.

"Wow-boom-"

The nozzle fell off and hit Bi Xia's shoulder before he reached out to catch it.

Bi Xia wiped his face, raised his hand and twisted it back expressionlessly.

……

Qiuzheng was humming their chorus while taking a bath. His hair had grown a little, but it was still very short, and he didn't need shampoo. He wiped the top of his head while soaping up.

When the left and right hands are handed over, the movements are light and light, one is not held firmly, and the soap comes out of the hand.He reflexively used his foot to pick it up, but kicked the soap to the next door.

"Fuck."

Qiu Zheng bent down and stared at Soap and the feet of the classmate next door for a long time, and concluded that this was his deskmate, but he decided to pretend that he didn't know.

Bi Xia watched helplessly as a piece of yellow soap brushed his instep and fell to the ground, and then stretched out an arm and swiped it twice, but failed to touch it.

Bi Xia stood at the corner furthest away from Qiu Zhen to make room for him, and at the same time prevent him from bumping into him.

Qiu Zhen withdrew his hand, and after a while, a leg stretched out from under the partition. The length was enough, but the height of the partition limited his performance.

Qiu Zhen tried to hook the soap back with his feet, but the difficulty was too high. He tried several times, but not only failed, but also kicked further and further away.

Bi Xia stopped the water when he reached out and watched him toss.

Qiu Zhen finally gave up: "Hey, classmate, can you help me?"

"pick up soap?"

Bi Xia's voice was calm and he couldn't hear any emotion, and Qiu Zhen couldn't see his expression. If it wasn't for Bi Xia, he would have spoken a long time ago, but Bi Xia...he remembered that the piece was kicked across most of the aisle last time, The soap lying pitifully by the door of the bathroom is a bit guilty.

"It's all because the soap is too slippery. I'll change it to something else next time," he vowed, "This time it wasn't intentional."

Bi Xia slightly hooked the corners of her lips, raised her legs...

"It's the last piece, I can't kick it anymore! Be merciful, my deskmate!"

Standing in the corner and unable to use it, Bi Xia took half a step outside before bending down to pick up the soap. He kindly turned on the shower and rinsed it, then handed it to him from the gap below.

His gaze inevitably touches the person next door, even though it only reaches his calf, Bi Xia still closes his eyes and stares at his feet.

"Don't change it, it smells good."

Qiu Zhen took the soap and heaved a sigh of relief, but he always felt that something was weird.