Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

"Then why do you think so?"

Qiu Zhen hesitated to speak, Teacher Wang comforted him: "Don't worry, even if your parents come, I will not reveal the content of our conversation. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. You can say what you want to say."

"I like my deskmate."

They all said so categorically that they like it, what else do they need to test?

Qiu Zhen also felt a little redundant, so he said, "How do I know if he likes me?"

Teacher Wang was a little helpless. In her opinion, the key to this issue was not sexual orientation but age.

Although she is a psychological counselor, she is also a teacher. If a student tells the teacher "I want to fall in love early", should she be happy that the student trusts her?

"A good relationship will make both parties better. I have no objection to falling in love at your age, but are you ready? Have you considered your future?"

When Qiuzhen walked out of the complex building, he was still thinking about Teacher Wang's words: "Perhaps you will face more pressure than ordinary people in the future. The best gift you can give him is a mature and reliable you. Before that, put your Hide your feelings. Of course, this is my suggestion, and it's up to you to accept it or not."

Qiu Zhen doesn't want to accept it at all, what to hide, of course if you like someone, you have to treat him well, and it's best for the whole world to know.

But the old class made it clear as soon as school started, who he likes and who he has a crush on are all his own business, except that he is not allowed to fall in love.

Even Teacher Liang, who seemed to support him, said to restrain himself.

Qiu Zhen decided to restrain himself for the time being.

He looked at his deskmate very restrainedly, it was so pretty.

Then he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find out the student regulations and began to read the regulations on "puppy love".

The word "puppy love" does not appear in the student code, only "boys and girls have too close relationships".

Well, boys and girls.

Qiu Zhen was very satisfied, put aside the school rules and continued to look at his deskmate in a daze, sighing again, I have really good eyesight.

Before the get out of class bell rang, the countdown had already started in the classroom. Qiu Zhen put away his things early and sat waiting for the get out of class to end.

Bi Xia unhurriedly put away her pen and book, and the moment she closed the drawer, the get out of class bell rang.

Qiu Zhen habitually pulled him to rush out, but when he met him, he hesitated and pulled back a little.

Well, very restrained.

Bi Xia lightly swept his hand: "Where did you go?"

"In the psychological consultation room, I went to ask Mr. Wang about something."

"Ah."

"Why didn't you ask me what to ask?"

"**."

"I'll tell you if you ask."

But Bi Xia didn't ask, Qiu Zhen still wanted to talk.

After holding back for a long time, I still endured it, thinking about what the three teachers said, he didn't care about others, he had to think about Bi Xia.

Besides, Qiu Zhen thought sadly, his deskmate likes boys, but he didn't say he likes him.

At some point, what he was holding was not the wrist, but Bi Xia's hand.

When Qiu Zhen realized it, his posture was a little stiff. He recalled it, it seemed that someone had squeezed in just now, and Bi Xia took a step behind. He let go of the hand that pulled the person and immediately tightened it, so the wrist became a hand.

The palms were touching, and I didn't know whose palms were sweating. Qiu Zhen couldn't help but wonder if his deskmate was so clean, would he despise him.

He twitched his hands reflexively, but Bi Xia didn't pull him forcefully, and when he twitched, his hands separated naturally.

He hooked his fingers and wanted to grab them back, but only touched Bi Xia's fingertips.

Qiu Zhen glanced at his empty hand, feeling a little regretful.

Bi Xia looked at him sideways: "You today..."

Qiu Zhen was startled: "What's wrong?"

"It's a little weird."

"What's so strange?" Qiuzheng's heartbeat became very fast. He was afraid that he would notice something, so he changed the topic abruptly: "The result of class division has come out. Do you know who the head teacher is?"

Bi Xia still stared at him, and said after a long time, "I know."

Qiu Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, thinking painfully: What nonsense am I talking about?The head teacher of the fourth class is an old class, and everyone knows it throughout the year.

You should ask him if he knows the head teacher of the third class.

Fortunately, Bi Xia didn't hold on to him.

Last day at the same table.

Most of them have already started to contact their future classmates, inquired about the new class teacher, smiled and rejoiced when they met the talkative ones, and sighed sadly when they met Mrs. Yan Wang.

Many people are packing up their things and preparing to move the classroom tomorrow. The classroom is in a mess, and there are two garbage bags piled up next to the trash can.

Qiu Zhen didn't hesitate to throw in the history and local books. He had to study politics for another year, and then slowly threw it away.

Most people dare not come here because the results of the exam have not come out. If they fail the exam, they will definitely have to take the exam again.

In the afternoon, the old class came to ask everyone to take pictures: "Today is the last day our class is together. The school in the first grade class does not organize people to take pictures. Let's take one by ourselves."

The old class approached Qiu Zhen a few days ago and asked him to go to the photography association to find someone to help. Qiu Zhen also went to take pictures for other classes, and today he brought two classmates here.

They chose a large grassland, took a few photos in a proper manner, and began to dislike the "eggplant" as too old-fashioned, and whether the watermelon was sweet or not could not satisfy everyone. They all had a big brain hole, and all kinds of strange slogans emerged one after another.

While having fun, suddenly large water droplets fell, and there was a lot of shouting. Bi Xia looked at Qiu Zhen who was standing by the faucet and was laughing.

He had just slipped out and turned on the automatic watering device on the grass, and the water was pouring all over the sky. Everyone was in a hurry to hide, but they didn't realize it for a while. After realizing what was going on, they all chased Qiu Zhen to beat him.

A group of people were chasing and intercepting on the grass, and Qiu Zhen led them to run around with agility. After running, no one else chased him, and he played and had fun by himself.

The old class didn't stop him, it was rare to have such a relaxed time.

The two students who Qiuzhen called to help were very responsible and captured many wonderful moments.

Qiu Zhen was out of breath and didn't stop. When he felt that the amount of exercise could cover his heartbeat, he rushed over and yelled at Bi Xia, and then hugged him.

He hugged him a lot, but today he obviously felt a little different, the little deer in his heart was about to jump out, Qiu Zhen was glad that he came here after running for so long, otherwise he would definitely be noticed.

Bi Xia was in a trance for a moment, Qiu Zhen's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't detect any changes in him, but Bi Xia knew that he was nervous.

Surrounded by Qiu Zhen's breath, he was in a daze.

"I..." Qiu Zhen opened his mouth only to realize that his throat was dry.

He cleared his throat and spoke again: "I..."

As soon as the flash light came on, Qiu Zhen looked over and saw that the classmate who took pictures of them was facing them with a camera.

Bi Xia was in his arms, whispering in his ear, with a soft tone and a little bewilderment: "What?"

Qiu Zhen gritted his teeth and prepared to say directly: "I..."

He let go of Bi Xia, distanced himself a little, looked into his eyes and hesitated again: "We are going to move the classroom tomorrow."

Bi Xia sighed unrecognizably: "Yes."

"I'll help you move it first."

"it is good."

It’s over.

Qiu Zhen thought desperately, not only did I bend, I couldn't even speak.

The old class said: "Today the second year of high school moves the classroom, you move tomorrow, and then the head teacher will tell you where the new dormitory is, so don't rush to move."

Qiu Zhen suddenly realized that he and Bi Xia would live together in the next year!

Although they often sleep together, he used to treat people as friends, but now he wants to be a boyfriend.

He didn't seem to have slept together since he wanted to be a boyfriend.

After careful calculation, it was actually only two days, but he felt that it was a matter of his previous life to treat Bi Xia as a friend wholeheartedly.

It seemed that he liked him naturally, and thinking of this name made him happy.

Bi Xia didn't know the dormitory list yet, so Qiu Zhen didn't plan to say it for the time being, but wanted to give him a surprise.

Now Qiuzhen doesn't reject the division of classes at all, no division of classes, how to rearrange the dormitory, or not rearrange, how can he sleep with Bi Xia.

Thinking of sleeping, he turned his head uncomfortably, not daring to look at his deskmate.

There is a word difference between boyfriend and friend, but putting them on the bed is the difference between static and dynamic.

Calm down, you are not yet.

Qiu Zhen felt as if he knew exactly what Teacher Liang meant by "restraint".

He controlled his brain, thinking with a straight face: be solemn.

Qiu Zhen tossed and turned all night and went to bed in the middle of the night, but woke up very early in the morning and was very excited. Today he has to move the classroom.

This is not the point, the point is to move the dormitory after school.

He and Bi Xia will be roommates from now on.

Thinking of this, Qiu Zhen can't wait to start school immediately.

What kind of vacation is there, what is so good about the summer vacation, I haven’t seen my classmates for more than a month, and I still study happily.

Bi Xia had already tidied up in advance, and Qiu Zhen also threw away a lot of things yesterday, so they didn't have much to move.

Qiu Zhen first helped him move his things to the fourth class, and then went back to move his own things. Bi Xia also followed, and there were many people who helped each other move books together.

There are very few people like Qiu Zhen who are always asking whether they are sinking or not.

Oh, there are, isn't that the young couple in the back?The boy asked all the way, but the girl finally couldn't take it anymore: "Shut up, you."

Qiu Zhen thinks that Bi Xia has a really good temper.

After moving things, I sat down in the new class. The seats were not yet arranged, so everyone sat casually.

Bi Xia sat in the same position as before, in the center of the classroom at the back.

However, there are 56 students in the second and fourth class of senior high school, and the last row also needs to change positions.

The old class came in to give a brief self-introduction, first announced the dormitory arrangement, and then talked about other precautions.

"After a while, the teacher in charge will come to meet you and arrange homework by the way."

After listening to the homework, many people with excited faces were depressed, and the old class smiled: "The students in our class have a good background. In the first year of high school, the regulars who were the first and second in the age group were all in our class. Everyone should get along and study together. progress together."

When it comes to number one and number two, everyone looks at the back of the classroom. Bi Xia and the others all know it, and many people also know the second child of Wannian whose light has been covered up by him.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was originally in the second class, and most of the fourth class were students from the top classes in the first year of high school. They were close and knew more or less.

Now the first and second are at the same table.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was a little depressed. He had always been a campus male god in junior high school. Although he was not handsome, he was not ugly either. The point was that he had good grades and a cool name.

Who knew that when high school grades were steadily suppressed, not once or twice but every time.

What's even more exasperating is that this person is still the chairman of the student union, and he was coaxed away by the senior sister who handed out the form, so he missed an opportunity for nothing.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was suppressed by him six or five times, and he chose liberal arts without hesitation when dividing subjects, and now he can always get the first place.

When he got the final report card and saw the familiar sophomore, he was a little desperate, science is so good, why did you choose liberal arts!

His second child is afraid that he will be in office for three years.

When the old class introduced himself to the second and third classes of high school, Qiu Zhen's eyes lit up, and before the old class could speak, he said: "Teacher, I really like Chinese, let me be the representative of the Chinese class."

There are not many people in the top science class who like Chinese. Everyone looked at him in surprise. Qiu Zhen continued to talk nonsense without changing his face: "Although my grades are average, I have a heart that loves Chinese."

The old class looked at him suspiciously: "Why do you suddenly want to be the representative of the Chinese class?"

Qiuzheng is impeccable: "I want to study hard."

The old class laughed and scolded: "Don't be poor."

Qiu Zhen felt wronged: "I am sincere."

I really like Bi Xia in your class.

The old class finally agreed, except that he chose another girl, the two of them were just right.

Qiu Zhen had no interest in his colleagues, and he would still be the class monitor if nothing else happened, and he took care of himself because his old class was the head teacher of Class [-], and as a representative of the Chinese class, he could use multiple excuses to go to Class [-].

Their dormitory is on the second floor, and the balcony faces south, which is very nice.

They moved their things downstairs, but Bi Xia never asked Qiuzheng where the dormitory was. Their classes were next to each other and the dormitory would not be too far away.

But there was still a hint of surprise when watching Qiu Zhen move things into their dormitory.

He looked at the personnel list posted on the door, and sure enough there was Qiu Zheng.

Bi Xia smiled: "You knew that earlier?"

Qiu Zhen said: "The teacher in charge is Mr. Liang, he arranged for him."

Bi Xia understood.

Maybe Teacher Liang said something else.

Qiuzheng is not the same as before.

The beds of the two of them are adjacent to each other, and they are both on the upper bunk. It is reasonable to sleep on the side of the guardrail, but this way they are feet to feet.

Qiu Zhen was dissatisfied, he put the pillow on the adjacent side, and then looked at Bi Xia, the meaning was obvious.

Bi Xia said: "Put away the quilt and pillow, or take it home."

Qiuzhen: "..."

He was sure that Bi Xia knew what he meant, but he didn't cooperate, and Qiu Zhen didn't dare to say more, his relationship deteriorated, and he lost the calmness he used to have.

When they went home, they passed the dormitory of the life guidance at the top of the stairs, and found that it was being renovated inside, and Zhou Xing stood at the door to communicate with the people inside.

Qiu Zhen looked at Bi Xia: "I went to help Teacher Liang move the bed that day, I thought they were going to live together."

He didn't know what kind of mentality he was holding to say this, maybe it was a temptation.

"Now is also okay."

"That's right. Well, isn't Teacher Liang's bed changed for nothing?"

"not necessarily."

"how do you know?"

"He's a life coach and won't live anywhere else."

Zhou Xing is different, he came here as a teacher to chase after people, students or boyfriend, there is no doubt about which side to choose.

Qiuzhen understood.

He smiled suddenly, and Bi Xia would definitely put him ahead of anyone.

But now he is not a boyfriend.

Qiu Zhen couldn't laugh anymore.