Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The closer you get, the more careful you are.

Qiu Zhen thought about it carefully and figured it out. Bi Xia's words were meant for him. If he didn't like him, then he would take him as a standard. Even this alone was worthy of his happiness.

I heard that girls will regard their elder brothers and fathers as their criteria for choosing a spouse, which shows that this "standard" itself is a very important person.

He walked all the way with the umbrella, wishing to find a tutorial to learn how to hold the umbrella better, and when he returned to the teaching building to put away the umbrella, the umbrella handle was slippery and sweaty.

Qiu Zhen thought that he had mastered a small part of Bi Xia's mate selection criteria, and was quite sure that Bi Xia had a crush on him, so he put aside the upcoming exam and smirked at the book.

Bi Xia almost made it clear that he didn't get any definite feedback, so he began to think about the feasibility of being friends with his new tablemate.

The principal delivered a speech at the opening ceremony, announcing the official opening of the school.

It was the first time that Qiu Zhen saw Zhou Xing in the dormitory after the school officially started, and he had met several times before, all in Teacher Liang's office.

When they made up classes, they were in military training in the first year of senior high school, which occupied the playground. They didn't have a place for physical education. The teachers of culture classes had all come to work, and the physical education teachers were still on vacation.

But when Mr. Liang came to school, Mr. Zhou also came. He had nothing to do and stayed in Mr. Liang's office all day long.

The mathematics office is very large, and the mathematics teachers of the entire second year of high school are there. Liang Hanzhang leads competitions part-time, and there is also an exclusive competition office. Teacher Liu is not there, and he is the only one currently using it, which is just convenient for Zhou Xing.

As for the night, according to Qiu Zhen's speculation, he should also sleep with Teacher Liang.

But now that school has officially started, Zhou Xing needs to fulfill his duties as a life guide to care for his classmates.

"Don't look for me if you have nothing to do, take the key on the door frame and go in if you are in a hurry. There is a mobile phone inside. Who should you call?"

It's so simple and rude, it's almost like saying that I don't live in my own dormitory.

Comparing himself, Qiu Zhen felt a little sad. Although they were roommates, they were actually no different from sleeping in two rooms—not on the same bed.

Despite his various requests, Bi Xia still refused to sleep with him head-to-head, because that part was where the ladder was, that is to say, he would step on it when going to bed.

In this way, Qiu Zhen wouldn't be able to sleep on the other side, he didn't mind pointing at Bi Xia's feet, but who made him have unreasonable thoughts about people?He has a guilty conscience.

On the second day after the opening ceremony, there will be an opening test for the second year of high school, and Qiu Zhen carries his things to the laboratory building for the test.

Unlucky, they are assigned to the laboratory building, and the people in the laboratory building are only half of the teaching building, and there is a two-thirds probability that Bi Xia is not here.

But when he walked into the designated classroom with the books, he immediately changed his mind. It wasn't bad luck, it was God's blessing.

Bi Xia is also in the laboratory building, and compared with the teaching building where one class has one classroom, two classes share one room here. What makes Qiu Zhen even more happy is that Bi Xia's current deskmate, Shangguan Lu Yuan, is not there.

In the past few days of the exam, Bi Xia was his deskmate.

The old evening self-study class came over and walked around, seeing Qiuzhen sitting next to Bi Xia, not saying anything, let alone Teacher Liang.

Tomorrow's first Chinese test, Qiu Zhen's books are spread out on the table, staring blankly at the same table, it's been a long time since I've seen people like this, and I don't know how many times this kind of coincidence has happened in the past two years, so let's take a few more glances.

Bi Xia put a piece of paper in front of him, which was the key point of his handwritten ancient poems silently, and the meaning was self-evident.

Qiu Zhen took the paper and looked at it honestly.

Bi Xia said: "The copybook."

"Only this one?"

"One a day."

Qiu Zhen smiled brightly: "I will come to get it every day."

After the Chinese test, in the afternoon Bi Xia took the history and geography test, and Qiu Zhen took the physical chemistry test. After reading the chemistry book for a while, Qiu Zhen became a little sleepy.

But his willpower forced him to hold on to his savings to read books. He promised his deskmate to study hard. Time is so precious, how can it be used for sleeping.

After a while, Bi Xia closed the book in his hand and put it away gently, then rested with his arm on his pillow.

They are at the back of the classroom and have a panoramic view of the scene in front of them, feeling like "seeing all the mountains and small things at a glance".

Today's weather is good, the temperature is suitable, neither hot nor cold, and there is no homework for the exam. There are many people who are sleepy and resting at noon.

In other words, now, no matter what he does, no one will see it.

A gentleman is cautious about his independence, but Qiuzhen has never been a gentleman.

He looked at Bi Xia's profile close at hand, ready to move.

Kiss, just kiss.

As long as it's light enough and fast enough, he won't know.

Bewitched by the voice in his heart, Qiu Zhen watched the movement around him from the corner of his eye, and approached slowly.

Afraid that the breath he exhaled would startle people, he still held his breath.

When his lips touched the soft skin, Qiu Zhen still felt a little unreal, did he touch it?

The huge sense of pleasure makes people feel as if they are falling into the clouds and feel like they are in the air.

It was only a light touch as agreed, but Qiu Zhen was reluctant to leave.

He didn't see it, but Ying Yarong looked at him in surprise outside the window.

She was in Class [-] and was also assigned to study on this floor. When she went to the bathroom and came back, she passed the classroom of Class [-] and Class [-]. Knowing that Qiu Zhen was there, she deliberately looked inside, but she did not expect to see such a scene.

Qiu Zhen is here, kissing Bi Xia, kissing his deskmate, a boy.

He had a look of seriousness and care on his face.

Ying Yarong bit her lip and took a deep breath. It turns out that they are in this relationship... No, it can't.

Qiuzheng is so good, how can he...he can't.

As if she had made up her mind, she took one last look at Qiu Zhen, then turned and walked back to the classroom.

Qiu Zhen wouldn't like boys, he obviously always liked girls.

It doesn't matter if Qiu Zhen doesn't like her, she can find someone he likes, but he won't like boys.

Qiu Zhen didn't leave for a long time, and it was impossible for him to hold his breath for so long, the hot and humid breathing had already awakened Bi Xia.

After a while, Bi Xia slowly opened his eyes.

Qiu Zhen who was just about to leave:! ! !

"Listen to my explanation!"

Bi Xia looked at him silently.

Qiu Zhen racked his brains to find an excuse: "I... I watched a video."

"Ah."

As if encouraged, Qiu Zhen spoke more smoothly: "The video is about stealing relatives and friends, and see how he reacts."

Qiu Zhen became more and more calm, and the more he spoke, the smoother he said: "I just want to see your reaction."

"Ah."

Bi Xia was very calm, and seemed to have accepted the statement and did not expose him.

The biggest loophole in Qiu Zhen's words is that since it depends on the reaction, why is it when he is asleep.

Qiu Zhen himself realized it, but Bi Xia had already accepted this statement, and it seemed superfluous and guilty for him to explain.

Qiu Zhen regretted it, so he might as well say it directly.