Xie Heng got up late the next day. When he arrived at the classroom, Lao Huang was speaking on the podium. His idea of ​​returning to his seat directly through the back door failed, so he had to walk to the front door and knock lazily.

"Report." His voice was a little hoarse.

When Lao Huang's passionate speech was interrupted, he just frowned and asked Xie Heng to return to his seat.

"Don't be late next time. Go back and sit down first."

Xie Heng nodded lazily.

Lao Huang happened to be talking about the sports meeting in two weeks. He encouraged everyone to sign up: "Participate in the high school sports meeting once or less. The sports will bring you good memories. Let's be active and try our best to let everyone Let’s all participate and contribute to the honor of our class!”

Students are always looking forward to sports meets. After all, the boring study life in high school needs some activities to spice it up.

The school sports meeting is a good opportunity. There are no classes for three days, which is equivalent to a short vacation.

The sports committee member came to the stage to receive the project registration form brought by Lao Huang, and the students below began a heated discussion.

Yunqian and Tangyuan are no exception.

"Qianqian, what project do you want to apply for?" Tang Yuan asked.

Yun Qian thought for a while: "Is there any project that can be completed without using hands and feet? For example, lying flat, I promise to come back as a champion."

"……No."

"Then I won't retaliate." Yun Qian said without any psychological burden.

Tang Yuan's mouth twitched.

During the break, Yun Qian wanted to get close to Xie Heng again. The classmates were already used to this phenomenon. Anyone with a discerning eye could see Yun Qian's feelings for Xie Heng, but they had a tacit understanding and didn't reveal it.

At this moment, Xie Heng was sleeping on the table, with one hand to lean on and the other to hold the back of his neck.

Yun Qian went over to pull his clothes without fear of death.

Xie Heng's front desk had seen Xie Heng get up so angry when he got up. That time someone was fighting and making trouble next to the boss. As a result, he accidentally bumped into the boss's desk and woke him up. At that moment, before Desk felt that the air pressure around him had dropped, and he was frightened by the imminent storm that filled the building.

So when Yun Qian did something as bold as disturbing the boss in his sleep for the first time, the front desk secretly worried about Yun Qian for a long time, and moved the stool forward honestly, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

As a result, he found that the boss only had a bad expression after being woken up by Yun Qian, and had no other adverse reactions. He silently moved the stool back.

Now that the front desk has adapted well, the slightest disturbance cannot affect him, so he is now doing his homework quietly.

As expected, Xie Heng slowly raised his head and was filled with anger, but when he saw Yun Qian's harmlessly smiling face, all the anger was swallowed back.

The culprit who made him unable to get angry in bed spoke up: "Xiao Xie, are you participating in the sports meeting?"

Xiao Xie didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Are you going to participate?" Yun Qian poked him on the shoulder.

"Do not."

"You have no sense of class honor."

"........."

He really doesn't have this thing.

Xie Heng is like an outsider outside the class. Being able to participate in the English speech contest is the most honorable thing he has done since high school.

Yun Qian looked at Xie Heng for a long time. Xie Heng was too maverick and always alone. Yun Qian wanted to draw him into the atmosphere of the class.

"Are you really not interested at all?"

Xie Heng said two words coldly: "No."

"When the time comes, there will be beautiful women cheering for you."

Xie Heng: "?"

Yun Qian sat up a little straighter: "Take me for example."

"...Yun Qian."

"Ok?"

"Look at what's on the ground."

Yun Qian lowered his head and looked around, only to see a paper ball on the floor: "Is it garbage?"

"It's your face, it fell all over the floor."

"........."

Yun Qian unilaterally announced her breakup with Xie Heng for one class break and angrily returned to her seat.

After the monthly exam, in addition to the sports meeting, there is also an English speech contest.

The game was postponed for another two days due to special reasons and was scheduled for Friday night in the school auditorium.

The game this evening required formal attire, so Grandpa Wei specially ordered a dress for Yun Qian in advance. The dress was a white one-shoulder gauze skirt.

Yun Qian put it on in the fitting room and turned around twice. The skirt reached Yun Qian's ankles and she wore a pair of white high heels.

She came out of the fitting room. Xie Heng had already changed into his suit and was leaning on the dressing table looking at his phone.

This is the first time Yun Qian has seen Xie Heng in formal clothes. Xie Heng has broad shoulders and long legs, like a walking clothes rack. He looks good in a black suit. He holds the tie casually, and the shirt underneath is the most beautiful. The top two buttons were unbuttoned, giving him a bit of a refined and scum-like temperament for no reason.

Hearing the movement, Xie Heng raised his eyes and took a breath. For a moment, Xie Heng seemed to see Yun Qian wearing a wedding dress.

Yun Qian took the black tie and looked at it carefully, only to realize that this tie was not simple. There was a circle of inconspicuous gilding around the tie, which felt very comfortable to the touch.

"Why don't you wear a tie?"

"No." Xie Heng said confidently, "I don't like to wear formal clothes."

As he spoke, he tugged at the collar and tilted it, revealing a deep, cold white collarbone on one side, and a small red mole on the collarbone.

Yun Qian: "..."

Form is emptiness, form is emptiness, form is emptiness.

Yun Qian recited the Heart-clearing Mantra to herself in her heart.

"Ahem, let me tie it for you."

Xie Heng glanced at her and did not refuse.

"...Can you bend your noble head? I can't reach it." Yun Qian smiled professionally.

Xie Heng leaned slightly and looked at Yun Qian. The tips of Yun Qian's ears turned red, and she slowly raised her hand to tie his tie.

The girl in front of him concentrated on her movements on his neck, her fingers barely touching Xie Heng's Adam's apple.

Xie Heng's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down. There was a faint fragrance of gardenia on Yun Qian's body, and his thoughts began to wander.

This scene is really like a wife tying a tie for her husband who is about to go to work in the morning.

Xie Heng's heartbeat was a little unbalanced, and too many associations today made him a little restless.

Time passed very slowly, and I don’t know how long it took before I heard Yun Qian speak.

"All right."

Xie Heng slowly straightened up and made an unconscious swallowing motion. He was a little thirsty.

Yun Qian lifted a corner of the curtain and glanced at the stage. She and Xie Heng were in the seventh group, Li Yue and Wei Lin were in the fifth group, and now it was the third group's turn. It was estimated that it would not be their turn for a while.

At this time, the fifth group of players came in.

Yun Qian: "..."

Hey, what a bad luck.

"Xiao Qian, what a coincidence." Li Yue glanced at Xie Heng next to Yun Qian, with an unknown meaning in his eyes.

Yun Qian calmly stepped in front of Xie Heng and said, "Unfortunately, I am also here to participate in the competition."

Wei Lin met Xie Heng's eyes behind Li Yue. Xie Heng's eyes showed no emotion, which showed that Wei Lin was a bit emotional.

Because Wei Lin frowned slightly, his eyes full of hostility.

Xie Heng could see clearly, but he didn't care at all. He didn't know this person.

Xie Heng sneered slightly and turned his head.

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