I want this sand sculpture

A few days after the start of school, the class committee election has been completed, and Zhou Qin is still the class monitor of Li Si.Director Chen didn't intend to change the seats in the class, Song Qichen and Du Yan still sat in the penultimate row by the window.

"You don't understand, this is a treasured place of geomantic omen," Du Yan leaned on the window sill, turning a pen casually, "Every time I choose a seat myself, I choose this place, and if I can't choose a seat, I change it with others."

"What's the matter, are you feeling emotional?" Song Qichen glanced at him and continued to write his paper.

"Let me tell you something," Du Yan slapped the pen on the table, leaned closer to Song Qichen's face, and lowered his voice, "This is the place where you can enjoy the scenery in the summer breeze, and the view is amazing. It’s not stuffy in winter, and it’s cool to have some milk and soy milk with the heater.”

"Very good," Song Qichen pulled out his hand in the midst of his haste and pushed Du Yan's face away, "Take your face away."

"Hey, why are you like this?" Du Yan sighed and leaned back on the window sill.

"Don't accept it." Song Qichen was very indifferent.

Being at the same table with Du Yan is bound to be full of surprises, including being "bundled and sold" by Director Chen.

This session is Director Chen's physics class. Physics is nothing to a high IQ student like Song Qichen who is willing to study hard, but to a typical scumbag like Du Yan who relies on his brain to adapt to the situation. , is something of the level of the Book of Heaven.

It doesn't matter whether you hear it or not, and you can't understand it anyway.

Du Yan opened the textbook and stood it on the table, leaned over the back of the book and closed his eyes.

Before falling asleep, he did not forget to pat Song Qichen, and whispered: "Help me cover."

Song Qichen glanced at his flawless disguise, sighed, and silently set up his own book.

In the middle of Director Chen's speech, he glanced down and saw two textbooks standing side by side on the table by the window in the back row of the classroom, and a head listening to the class with a blank expression.

No matter how you look at this scene, it looks quite scary, but Director Chen is worthy of being someone who has seen big scenes, so he was stunned for half a second and then quickly recovered.

He pushed his glasses, "Those two by the window, how about building a bunker?"

The students in the class looked here curiously, and then burst into wild laughter.

Song Qichen was uncomfortable being stared at by so many eyes, he cleared his throat with a calm face, "No, I can see clearly this way."

I scolded Du Yan 830 times in my heart.

"Put the book down." Director Chen said.

Without hesitation for a second, Song Qichen took down his book slowly, and at the same time quickly kicked Du Yan under the table, and the moment Du Yan woke up, he stretched out his hand and took a picture of his book as well.

Du Yan is indeed a sensitive and experienced first brother on campus. When he was extremely sleepy, he still remembered to pinch a pen before going to bed and press down the exercise booklet.

And the acting skills are overwhelming.

Du Yan raised his head and blinked in confusion.

The visual effect of seriously studying the exercises but being suddenly interrupted is very realistic, and Song Qichen almost did it.

"Why are you hiding behind?" Director Chen asked.

"Do the questions." Du Yan lifted up the exercise booklet in his hand and showed it to the surrounding students.

"Where did you do it?" Director Chen asked again.

Du Yan was stunned for a second, then quickly glanced at Song Qichen's desktop, and said calmly, "Chapter 3."

A gleam of light flashed in Director Chen's glasses: "Where did I say it?"

Du Yan glanced at Song Qichen's desk again, "The second...chapter?"

After finishing speaking, Du Yan turned his head and stared at Song Qichen in shock.

"I just talked about Chapter 2, and you know how to do Chapter 3?" Director Chen narrowed his eyes, and his gentle tone was full of danger.

"I..." Du Yan quickly recovered his expression management, he smiled, "Preview and preview."

"Okay," Director Chen sneered, "Get up and tell me, what force does the circular motion of the ball bear?"

"Ah, that's all." Du Yan stood up, flipped through the textbook, "that's all..."

"Centripetal force." Song Qichen reminded in a low voice below.

"Centripetal force." Du Yan said.

"Very good, don't forget to bring you at the same table next time you take the exam," Director Chen glared at Song Qichen, "Sit down and listen to the class!"

After the physics class, it's time for lunch, which is the favorite of many students.

There are only a few delicious windows in the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School, and there are not enough seats. If you go late, not only will you not be able to eat scum, you may even have to stand.

The science building is far away from the cafeteria, so Wan Xu and Huang Yubin, the sophomores and second-year students of senior high school, will help them take a good seat in advance.

"Hey—" Du Yan stretched his waist, and leaned towards Song Qichen, "Going to eat?"

"For a while," Song Qichen casually stuffed the things on the table into the table hole, lay down on it and closed his eyes, "Sleepy."

For a top student like Song Qichen, all courses can be divided into two categories, those that must be attended and those that don't care.He never sleeps and plays with his mobile phone during the class that is classified as "must attend the class". He listens carefully, takes notes and writes homework, and even previews in advance.

He doesn't need much time to study, the focus is on efficiency.

This makes the "must-listen class" very fulfilling, and the brain will work non-stop for 45 minutes or more, and it will be particularly exhausting when it stops.

In particular, Song Qichen was still in a state of not getting enough sleep every day.

"Okay," Du Yan scratched Song Qichen's head, "I'll give you 15 minutes, I'll call you when the time comes, I'm hungry."

"Okay." Song Qichen pushed away Du Yan's hand, buried his face in his arms, and his voice was muffled.

Du Yan laughed. After laughing for a while, he remembered something. He leaned into his ear, lowered his voice and looked fierce, "Don't lose your temper."

"Ah—" Song Qichen responded with a drawn out voice.

Du Yan leaned on his arm and looked sideways at Song Qichen.

He actually felt that Song Qichen's "ah" just now was a bit soft.

Song Qichen is very good-looking, not the kind of good-looking girls, but the kind of good-looking who is a bit tough but not too much.Occasionally it's cute, like now when I'm asleep and my mouth is slightly open, it's cute.

They are both handsome, but they are handsome in different directions. Song Qichen's appearance is the one that Du Yan particularly likes.

For example, Du Yan thinks he is handsome, but he doesn't want to touch it in front of the mirror.

For Song Qichen, he really wanted to pinch his face, provided that he wouldn't be beaten.

In this way, it's not cute at all. It hurts to beat someone up, and he still thinks about fighting with himself every day.

Tsk tsk tsk, too irritable.

Song Qichen's eyelids moved slightly, Du Yan thought he was about to wake up, so he quickly took out his phone and straightened up.After a while, he glanced to the side and found that Song Qichen had no intention of waking up, so he lay down again.

Song Qichen moved his eyelashes again, only then did Du Yan notice that there was a small bug lying on his eyelashes, it was so small that you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.

Du Yan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pinch the little bug two seconds later.

The eyelashes in his hand were trembling slightly.

Du Yan inexplicably felt a little itchy in his heart.

He froze for a moment, took a slow breath, and began to pull slightly hard on his hand.

Song Qichen's eyelids lifted along with his eyelashes, and then Du Yan saw Song Qichen's white eyes.

As expected of Lao Song, he looks so handsome even when he rolls his eyes!

The moment Du Yangang let go, the window next to him suddenly rang.

"Fuck!" Du Yan was taken aback, quickly withdrew his hand, and cursed in a low voice.

He turned his head, and a big face of a boy knocking on the window appeared in front of his eyes.

If you read it correctly, the face that is completely pasted on the window glass belongs to his good buddy Huang Yubin.

"Let him talk about things, and if he can't speak out, he's ready to be beaten." Song Qichen slowly raised his head, his darkened face was full of murderous intent.

Rhubarb outside the window shuddered.

"Are you awake?" Du Yan glanced at Song Qichen while opening the window.

"Ah," Song Qichen yawned, "I woke up when you pulled my eyelids."

Du Yan: "..."

"Boss Song is awake," Huang Yubin leaned on the window sill, "I didn't want to disturb you, didn't you call at the door when you were sleeping..."

"What's the matter?" Du Yan interrupted him, afraid that he would say a few more words and Song Qichen would fly out to beat someone.

"Oh!" Huang Yubin thumped the glass with an anxious expression on his face, "Someone is making trouble for Brother Dong, and he's stuck in the office right now!"

"Who?" Song Qichen asked.

"Brother Dong, Dong Yan!" Huang Yubin yelled, "Brother Yan and I were the former homeroom teachers!"

"..." Song Qichen almost bit his tongue angrily.

"He asked who the fuck was looking for trouble." Du Yan slapped Da Huang, stepped on the table and went out of the window.

"I don't know." Huang Yubin took a few steps back, "It doesn't look like a good person."

Song Qichen frowned, and jumped out following Du Yan, "Who's there?"

"Director Chen is here, and there are a few teachers who share the same office as Brother Dong," Da Huang said while running, "It hasn't spread yet, I just came looking for you when I passed by and saw it."

The three of them didn't speak any more, and ran towards Dong Yan's office like the wind.

Dong Yan leads the liberal arts class this year, and his office is on the second floor of the liberal arts building.

When the three of them arrived, there was already a circle of onlookers outside the door.

Song Qichen glanced around, but didn't see any familiar faces, but he didn't know many people at first.

Du Yan was different, he stood outside the crowd, and immediately someone whispered "Brother Yan is here", and then the crowd automatically gave way.

Very face-to-face.

There seemed to be arguing inside, and the door of the office was closed, so I couldn't hear what was being said.

Du Yan knocked on the door, but no one answered him as expected.

He subconsciously glanced back at Song Qichen, and whispered, "It's open."

Song Qichen froze for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

Du Yan twisted the handle.

Why did you ask Song Qichen?He doesn't know either.

The moment the door opened, Du Yan heard a sentence clearly.

"You're a fucking pervert!"

Then Du Yan saw a man raised his fist and waved towards Dong Yan.

Without even thinking about it, he rushed up with Song Qichen.

The situation in the office was so chaotic that Du Yan couldn't see who was inside.

It wasn't until he pulled the angry man away and everyone calmed down that he heard some useful information from a few words.

Gay, dead pervert.

who?Brother Dong?

After the commotion just now, the office suddenly fell silent.A group of people neither stood nor sat, staring at each other in a daze.

At present, these people are mainly divided into three groups, a group of two men and a woman who come to make trouble, a group of director Chen and other teachers, and a group of Du Yan and Song Qichen who don't know the truth and defend Dong Yan.

"What's going on?" Director Chen adjusted his glasses, frowned and asked the troublemakers.

"Your good teacher, the key teacher of the key high school, is gay!" The man pointed at Dong Yan angrily.

When a female teacher at the door heard this, she closed the door with a "bang", almost hitting the faces of the students who came in with their probes.

"What evidence do you have?" The female teacher asked a little angrily, "Even if Mr. Dong is really, what does that have to do with you? Whether he is gay or not is none of your business, right?"

"It's none of my business?" The man smashed the table, and a plastic cup on the table fell to the ground, "It's fine for him to be a pervert, but what if he turned my brother into a pervert? It's none of my business?"

The female teacher was stunned for a long time without speaking.

The office fell into a new round of silence.

"As far as I know," Director Chen bent down and picked up the plastic cup and put it back on the table, "Homosexuality is not considered a mental illness, let alone the pervert you mentioned."

"Why isn't it perverted? Is it disgusting? The two men are together," the woman said, "We don't care about others, he is the one who led the wrong is my brother! Is it right to teach a child to be gay? It's what a teacher should do ? Do you want to be ashamed?"

"How old is your brother?" Du Yan who had been listening silently asked suddenly.

He lowered his head, unable to see the expression clearly.

Song Qichen felt the hem of his clothes sinking, looked down and saw that Du Yan was holding his clothes tightly, the veins on his hands were slightly raised.

angry?Shocked?

"Nineteen, what?" The man looked at Du Yan.

"No," Du Yan raised his head and smiled, "Nineteen can't be considered a child, he's an adult, so you still care about his relationship?"

The man choked and said nothing.

"And your brother isn't Teacher Dong's student right now? You come to the school to make trouble, what kind of reason are you talking about?" Du Yan said.

"You..." The man stared angrily.

"Okay, we will give you a reasonable answer to this matter." Director Chen interrupted him, turned to look at Du Yan and Song Qichen, "What are you two doing here, hurry back!"

"Oh," Du Yan curled his lips, and tugged at the corner of Song Qichen's clothes, "Let's go."

Song Qichen didn't speak, he glanced at Dong Yan, and followed Du Yan out.

In this farce, Dong Yan, the core party involved, remained silent throughout, without saying a word.

Song Qichen didn't know if Dong Yan was gay, or if Dong Yan was really with a 19-year-old boy, or if he was really "teaching bad kids" as they said.He just felt angry and powerless.

This kind of powerlessness came from the inexplicable malice of others, and from the disgusted eyes of those people when they looked at Dong Yan.

Can gays not fall in love?Does homosexuality have to accept scrutiny and speculation from all sides?

What's wrong with being gay?

Did they do something outrageous?

Why?

Especially aggrieved.

I really want to take those people out and beat them up.