Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

"It's okay to call sister, there's something to be mom."

"It's wrong, it's okay, I won't call you at all."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "Why did I give birth to such a thing as you, what a wonderful girl."

After scolding, I decided not to make things difficult for myself. After all, it is my son, so I can't really ignore it.

"Have a cold?"

"No, it's my deskmate who has been coughing for several days."

"Xiao Xia?"

"Correct."

"Then ask your grandma."

Their loquat paste is made by grandma, for his father, for decades.Others drink tea and coffee, but his father does not, loquat cream is available all year round.

"Then I hung up?"

"Go and see Teacher Xia when you have time."

"I go every week...it was too late, and I called my grandma and hung up."

Qiu Zhen recalled the landline at grandma's house and dialed it.

Grandma's eyes are good, but her ears don't work from time to time, so it's a bit difficult for Qiu Zhen to communicate with him.

"Hello? Grandma, it's me, Qiu Zhen."

"Ah Cheng?"

"Yes, it's me. Do you still have loquat paste at home?"

"Loquat? Loquat is still two months away."

"It's not loquat, it's loquat cream, ointment."

"Tall, Ah Zhen has grown taller again? It's good to grow taller."

"No," Qiu Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Grandma, where's your hearing aid?"

They chatted with each other for a long time, and they were quite happy, mainly because grandma was happy. Fortunately, the nanny finally brought the hearing aids, and they were finally able to communicate normally.

"Grandma, can you hear me?"

"Stop being so loud and put on your hearing aids."

"Okay, grandma, do you still have loquat paste at home?"

"Loquat cream, Azhen has a cold? You should wear more clothes, cover spring and autumn cold, and don't take care of your body just because you are young..."

"It's not me, it's my deskmate. He's coquettish and wears more clothes than me, so he caught a cold."

Taking advantage of Bi Xia's inability to hear, Qiu Zhen began to make nonsense: "I have been coughing for several days, and taking medicine has not cured me. I just thought that the family cooks loquat paste every year. Is there any more?"

"Last year, your father was not at home, so he drank very little, and there were still a dozen cans."

"Hey, then ask my mother to send me two cans."

"Oh yo yo, it's terrible, my grandson still knows how to love others? He knows how to coax little girls in high school, and he is more competitive than your father."

"It's not the little girl, it's my deskmate."

Grandma said with the tone of someone who came here: "It doesn't matter if there is someone you like. If grandma doesn't tell your parents, let's talk quietly."

Qiu Zhen was a little helpless: "It's really my deskmate."

Grandma sighed and looked a little regretful: "Okay then. You won't come back for the Lantern Festival, and there are still some glutinous rice balls, so I can send them to you together?"

Qiu Zhen wanted to say that he couldn't cook it, but suddenly thought of going to Teacher Liang: "Then don't send too many, it's not easy to put."

"Row."

The bell for class had already rang when Qiuzheng was chatting with grandma, and he was 5 minutes late when he hung up the phone and got to the classroom. Today, Bi Xia didn't use the plastic paper, but wrote something on the white paper.

After he finished writing, he read it again, and wrote the serial number [-] in the upper corner of the copybook. Once he wrote it, Qiu Zhen knew that it was his copybook.

"For me?"

"Ah."

Old Mr. Xia said that he wanted to practice composition, and Bi Xia wrote it for him on white paper.

Qiu Zhen said it was urgent, so Sister Wang sent it by SF Express, and it arrived early the next morning.

The school does not accept express delivery for students, and the name and phone number of the head teacher are filled in the form.

The old class received a call early in the morning and went to the school gate to get the courier back for no reason. He opened it and saw that there was a note inside.Well, it's from Qiuzheng.

Since it wasn't his own, he didn't even look at the contents, and called Qiu Zhen to come over and take it away.

Qiu Zhen didn't even look at it, and left with the box in his hand, thanking him.

"Sent from home?"

Qiu Zhen said directly: "Loquat paste."

The old class looked up at him: "For your tablemate?"

"You've been nice to him."

"That's not."

The old class shook his head, stopped asking questions, and Qiu Zhen returned to the classroom with the cardboard box in his arms.

The sports water cup that Qiuzheng usually uses, and the thermos cup that Bixia uses are inconvenient to clean, as they don't soak anything.

So Qiu Zhen went to the school supermarket again and bought a mug with a brown bear printed on it, which Qiu Zhen didn't recognize, he just wanted to see Bi Xia use this mug.

Mugs do not have the function of keeping warm, and the loquat cream has to be soaked in warm water when honey is added. After every class, Qiu Zhen took the mug and went to the bathroom at the east end of the corridor to mix a cup of warm water, and then dug a spoonful of loquat cream to soak in it.

It's like being at the same table with 24 filial piety.

When Qiu Zhen took the water glass again, Bi Xia blocked him: "I haven't finished drinking."

"It's cold, it's warm, there's still a whole can, drink whatever you want."

"Don't do that."

"This stuff is similar to syrup. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause, but this drink is delicious and moistens the throat. Do you think that if you drink it all the time, you won't have a cough?"

Bi Xia frowned, but in the end he didn't say any words of rejection: "Thank you."

"You're welcome what?"

Qiu Zhen took the water glass and left his seat. When he walked to Bi Xia's table, he leaned back on the table, leaned back, turned around and said to Bi Xia: "I really want to thank you, call me to listen."

The casual tone of voice carried a bit of anticipation that I didn't realize.

It was rare for Bi Xia to satisfy him once: "Brother."

It is no exaggeration to say that the heart is full of joy.

At this moment, Qiu Zhen felt that not to mention soaking a glass of water, he could go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

At noon, Qiu Zhen took the remaining things in the box and knocked on the door of life guidance.

"Mr. Liang, I will borrow your refrigerator for use."

"food?"

"Tangyuan, my grandma made it."

"Let me go, aren't you afraid that I will confuse you?"

"Go ahead and eat, Bi Xia and I still have to come and eat."

Teacher Liang smiled: "Don't just talk, are you free today?"

"It's not good to ask for leave."

"Why don't you ask for leave, you come over after class, I'll cook the bottom of the pot in advance."

"Okay, let's come in the afternoon, by the way, my deskmate has been coughing recently."

Mr. Liang smiled inexplicably: "You really are..."

In the middle of what he said, Qiu Zhen didn't understand, so he didn't explain and shook his head and said, "I cook mandarin duck pot."

The physical education class asked for several fake coughs, but the physical education teacher said to Bi Xia who was standing aside when others were running in the last class: Classmate, coughing is not a serious problem, boys should not be so delicate.

In class on Thursday, Bi Xia refused to let Qiu Zhen ask for leave.

The spring sports meeting of No. [-] Middle School is not as formal and grand as the autumn, and it is semi-entertainment in nature, mainly all kinds of balls, badminton, table tennis, and basketball.

Of course, the boys are most interested in basketball. As soon as the teacher announced free activities, a group of boys went to the basketball court.

Bi Xia also went, but he didn't play, he just watched.

There are seniors from the sophomore basketball class on the basketball court, and a group of girls are watching. Don't mention how energetic these boys are, they are all showing off.

Taking advantage of his opponent's fancy dribbles, Qiu Zhen grabbed the ball effortlessly, and after catching the ball, he commented: "It's fancy."

opponent:……

As we played, there were more and more coats under the basketball hoop, mixed with a few sweaters. Qiu Zhen only took off his coat, and he wouldn't wear a T-shirt even in the heat of the cold weather.

Seeing Bi Xia's eyes light up, Zhang Yuxin said hello to the people around him and walked towards him. For a moment, all kinds of eyes were cast on them, curious and envious.

Bi Xia is undoubtedly attracting attention, and the group of ostentatious people on the field is not as conspicuous as him.

With a feint, Qiu Zhen passed the person in front of him, broke through the encirclement and took a few steps to the basket, and sent the ball upward with his wrist, two points.

He turned to look at the same table, but saw that the eyes that had been staring at him were looking at the girl opposite.

"Brother Qiu?"

Qiu Zhen returned to his senses and threw the ball to the people around him: "I'm going to buy a bottle of water."

He talked about buying water but walked like Bi Xia.

There are vending machines in the playground, but mobile phones are not allowed in the No. [-] Middle School. They can only pay in cash. Qiu Zhen touched his pocket and found two yuan, which is still one yuan and fifty cents away from being happy in the fat house.

Bi Xia was listening to Zhang Yuxin talking about the short-term exchange, when suddenly someone hugged her neck.

The smells of shampoo, soap, washing powder, and sweat on Qiuzheng's body were independent and intertwined with each other, rushing in vigorously, occupying all of Bi Xia's thoughts, and he even slowed down his breathing by half a beat.On the face, he still had the same calm appearance, only his slightly tense voice revealed his uneasiness.

"what's up?"

"Do you have any change? I'm going to buy a bottle of drink."

Bi Xia took out his wallet from his pocket, and handed him a hundred-dollar bill.

Qiu Zhen: "Knowing that you are rich, it's just to buy a bottle of drink, isn't it?"

"You can buy more bottles."

Bi Xia didn't say it clearly, but Qiu Zhen immediately understood what he meant and refused without hesitation.

"No, why should I buy drinks for them at the same table."

But he still left with one hundred yuan. If he changed his position, he wouldn't want Bi Xia to be polite to him.

Bi Xia's gaze followed Qiu Zhen for a second before retracting. Zhang Yuxin recalled that this seemed to be the president at the same table, and their relationship was so enviable.

"The school of this exchange is different every year. It seems to be going to the UK this year. The specific school will definitely hold a meeting. You must have no problem if you want to go."

"Thank you."

Qiu Zhen operated the machine for a while and then returned it with a hundred-yuan bill. He didn't know how he made the drink machine spit out the drink.

Zhang Yuxin came to look for Bi Xia purely to get rid of the classmates around her, and now that her goal has been achieved, she will not stay any longer.

The drink machine was a bit shabby, and I couldn't find any money. In the end, Qiu Zhen used his two yuan to buy a bottle of mineral water, and he had fifty cents left.

Qiu Zhen returned the money to Bi Xia in a succinct way: "I can't find any money."

He stood beside Bi Xia, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took two gulps, while the Adam's apple was rolling, sweat slipped down the Adam's apple, and Qiu Zhen let out a comfortable sigh.

Bi Xia rolled his eyes.

"How did you buy it?"

"I still have two yuan on me. I wanted to buy soda."

On the court, the students were having a good time. There was a ball lying on the ground not far away. Qiu Zhen walked over and didn't know how he operated it. With a push on his feet, the ball was in his hands in the blink of an eye.

Just now Qiu Zhen said that others were flamboyant, but now he dribbled the ball to the same table with even more flamboyant movements: "Come, I will teach you how to play."

It's not that Bi Xia knows nothing, after all, he is a boy, and he is not short of money, a boy with a basketball court at home.

He has always practiced by himself, and the last player he played with was his dad.

During that holiday, Bi Haicheng was rarely free, and Ms. Xia had no free time. The two of them went abroad for a week, and then Bi Haicheng stayed at home for a month.Occasionally, I play golf with my friends, and most of the time I live with Bixia in that remote small manor with a basketball court.

Qiu Zhen pretended not to see the rejection on Bi Xia's face, and dragged him to a basketball hoop.

Then he discovered that Bi Xia could actually play, and his shots were quite accurate, but he just couldn't play.

why?

Bi Xia didn't grab the ball from him at all, and if Qiu Zhen took the initiative to grab the ball, he wouldn't know how to defend it, so he just gave it to him.

Qiu Zhen: "We are playing ball."

"You so, then..."

Qiu Zhen searched for adjectives for a long time, and finally said: "Then what does a gentleman do?"