Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The third quarter in the afternoon is physics class, and 10 minutes are spent chatting. The physics teacher is a man from the Northeast, who speaks a very contagious Mandarin. He is tall and strong, and he has a golden retriever at home.

Before the end of get out of class, two class representatives were selected, one male and one female.

This is the last class of the day. After seven classes, everyone is a little tired, but the class is over and the study is not over yet. There is still a self-study class before dinner.

Bi Xia's class representative summarized the homework and copied it to the blackboard.There are eight courses in the first year of high school, English, mathematics, English, political history and geography. Today, I took seven periods. Except for physics, I have homework. Bi Xia wrote a full column.

He hasn't eaten seriously all day and is a little hungry now.After finishing his homework, he went out to wash his hands, and when he returned to the classroom, Qi Jiale squatted on his seat.

When Qi Jiale saw him, he moved his seat, and Bi Xia pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Brother Qiu, I'll go straight back to the dormitory to take a shower and then go to dinner, how do you arrange it?"

Qiu Zhen tapped the table frequently with his pen in his hand, his eyes were focused somewhere in the void, and he seemed to be in a daze: "I'll eat first."

During the meal, Bi Xia thought about the conversation between Qi Jiale and Qiu Zhen just now. Time was tight at night, so he might as well go back to take a shower during dinner time. He speeded up and finished the rest of the meal with a few mouthfuls.

Luckily for him, when he got to the bathroom, someone had finished washing and there was a good space.Qiuzheng was one step too late, the staff was almost full when he arrived.

The bathroom is communal, but divided into many cubicles, each with curtains, some of which were missing.

Qiu Zhen walked to the innermost side only to see an empty cubicle without a shower curtain, and he didn't care.In this bathroom, half of the compartments have no curtains, and they are all men, so it doesn't matter.

The shower doesn't work very well, there is no water when it is turned on too low, and water is everywhere like fireworks when it is turned on too high.

It took Qiu Zhen a long time to adjust it. He rinsed off all the foam on his body, and stood under the shower for a while, enjoying the comfort of the cold water from head to toe.

He opened his eyes when he heard the movement on the other side, and saw a familiar face.Bi Xia's hair was still dripping with wet hair, and his expression was dull.

Their gazes collided, and Bi Xia seemed to have reacted suddenly, and pulled the curtain back with a "shua".

Qiu Zhen froze for a moment, what kind of strange reaction was this?He turned off the shower and took a half step, raised his hand to take off the transparent waterproof bag hanging on the window frame, inside was a pair of clean underwear.

Bi Xia felt a little uncomfortable, the humidity in the bathroom was very heavy, it was fine without clothes, he had just changed his clothes after taking a shower, it was a pain.He listened attentively to the movement on the other side.

He could only hear that the sound of the water on the opposite side had stopped, so it should be almost the same.

He counted silently in his heart, and when he counted to 50, he opened the curtain again.

Qiuzheng is still there, but he has put on his underpants, which are bullet-headed.

Bi Xia was a little confused, not knowing why he should pay attention to this, he walked out with his head down.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

Qiuzheng's voice is always lazy and dragging.

Bi Xia didn't look back.

"Aren't you embarrassed? Why are men shy? Or is it because you feel inferior when you see your brother's body?"

Bi Xia silently quickened his pace.

Qiu Zhen walked back to the dormitory without his shirt on. He was not the only one who was shirtless in the hallway. Boys were not allowed to be shirtless in the playground, and no one cared about it in the dormitory.

Bi Xia could only lower his head to avoid it, but fortunately he was the only one in their dormitory who came back at this time, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He also lived on campus in junior high school, but at that time they were all in double rooms, and each bedroom was equipped with an independent bathroom, which I had never seen before.

But in No. [-] Middle School, unless you have a special illness, you cannot go to day school.Yes, it's not a special situation, it's a special condition, and you can't even pretend.

After drying his hair, Bi Xia began to consider the feasibility of taking a shower every morning. Most boys get up late.

The last period on Tuesday morning was physical education class. Everyone was a little excited when they went to the playground. Bi Xia glanced at the sun outside.

Girls in the classroom are borrowing sunscreen from each other.

"Fortunately, I didn't take it home after the military training."

In the first year of senior high school, male and female students take physical education separately, so that the number of students is relatively small, so two classes take it together, and their class and the seventh class.

"Run two laps, then free activities, gather here before get out of class is over. I don't need to teach you how to run, right? You should know it by heart just after the military training."

There are two rows in one class, Bi Xia is at the end of the third row, and Qiu Zheng is at the end of the fourth row. They are side by side when running.

Qiu Zhen was still chatting with people while running, looking relaxed.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the people around him. Bi Xia's nose was dripping with sweat. The boy under the sun was so white that he shone brightly. The summer uniform was made of navy blue, which made it even whiter.

After running, the teacher let them move freely, and most of them rushed to the equipment room.Just as Qiu Zhen came out of the equipment room to slap the ball, he happened to bump into Bi Xia.

Bi Xia soaked the handkerchief and wiped his sweat, Qiu Zhen curled his lips and beckoned people to the basketball court.

Boys, it is impossible to walk properly with a basketball in their hands. Qiu Zhen made a layup movement. When he jumped up, half of his waist was exposed, his muscles were tense, and his waist and abdomen were smooth and clear but not exaggerated.

Bi Xia lowered his head, thinking of the body he saw in the bathroom last night.He had a bit of a headache, obviously just glanced at it carelessly, how could he be so impressed.

Not all boys like to play basketball, but most of them borrow equipment to play.

Bi Xia sat alone in the shade, looking a little lonely.He didn't feel anything, he was used to being alone and only felt pure, closing his eyes and thinking about his short play.

It was almost time, and the boys who went to the basketball court returned to the playground one after another, dribbling the ball in a fancy way, and sent the ball all the way back to the equipment room.

They were all sweating, and the sink at the entrance of the equipment room was instantly crowded with people.

Bi Xia opened his eyes and looked at the past, Qiu Zhen was also there.

A young man full of energy, with a bright smile on his face, his hair should have just been watered and wet.

He shook his head, the scattered water droplets in the air were crystal clear under the sun, and some of them ran down his cheeks and fell into the skirt of his clothes.He didn't care, pulled up the hem of his clothes and wiped his face.

This time I can see it more clearly.

Bi Xia withdrew his gaze and looked down at his toes. There was a small grass in the cracks of the concrete floor, with only two leaves, and the thin grass stalks swayed in the wind.

Whistle blows, assemble.

"Disband."

Before the teacher finished speaking, a group of people rushed to the cafeteria. They were not allowed to run during meals, but today was a little different. They were on the playground, very close to the cafeteria, and the students on duty for the week were behind them, and no one cared about them.

There are three canteens in No. [-] Middle School. The first and second floors serve regular meals, and the third floor serves all kinds of porridge, snacks, pasta, and light meals at a slightly higher price.

Bi Xia was thinking about what to have for lunch.

"Brother Qiu, wait for me."

Qiuzheng ran to the front at some point.

"Hahaha teacher, the sports committee is right."

Just now the teacher casually clicked on the sports committee, um, they are the tallest boys in the two classes.

The first period in the afternoon is chemistry class. The chemistry teacher is tall, but very thin. He wears thick glasses. His voice has no ups and downs, which makes people sleepy, but he will suddenly turn up the volume when the students are drowsy. .

Qiu Zhen's head was almost pressed to the table, and he erected his chemistry textbook high to block the teacher's sight.

"...So! We must be careful when doing experiments! Pay attention to safety."

Qiu Zhen was shocked, and his spirits were lifted instantly. He put down his chemistry book and turned his head to look at the time. Why is get out of class still not over?In this class, he has woken up countless times.

This teacher can really hypnotize, but he refuses to make people sleep well.

Bi Xia was also a little drowsy, but she was still able to persist, and the smell of cooling oil had already begun to waft in the classroom.