Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Zhao Yangling reviewed each other at night and occasionally asked and answered each other with him.

"Where's the protein..."

Zhou Qingyue quickly replied without waiting for her to finish speaking: "Ribosome!"

"Lipid..."

"Endoplasmic reticulum!"

Zhao Yangling gritted his teeth and threw the book: "Can't you let me finish reading the title!"

A voice came from the next window: "Crazy, Qingyue, when did you become like Qiao Heng?"

Chen Guangyi finally escaped from Qiao Heng's "you ask me" clutches. He just lay down on his stomach to catch his breath by the back window of Class [-], only to find that Zhou Qingyue was also having crazy memories.

Zhou Qingyue was aggrieved: "Is it my fault that I remember?"

Zhao Yangling was excited when he heard Qiao Heng's learning method from the side: "What kind? I'm also as excited as Zhou Qingyue, his mind is spinning so fast, what he sees and what he remembers?"

Chen Guangyi pondered for a while, and nodded in pain: "Yeah, I thought he didn't care about it before. But after the Chinese test, he became extremely excited. Did you guys exchange something in private?"

The two looked at Zhou Qingyue.

Zhou Qingyue: "What are you looking at me for? Isn't it normal to be excited before the exam?"

Zhao Yangling and Chen Guangyi: "..."

Zhou Qingyue's state of being full of energy and extremely active thinking filled the entire exam period.No matter which subject he writes quickly, as if he is not doing the questions, but copying the questions, even the teacher in the examination room is familiar with him.

Zhou Qingyue handed in the test paper of the last subject.The teacher looked at the test paper and said with a little appreciation: "Yes, you are the first to hand in the test paper for every subject."

After finishing the last subject, the first year of high school went crazy again.They are about to usher in the three-day school sports meeting, and then have a seven-day National Day holiday, so they can have ten days to play.

It had just rained, and it was still a little gray, but it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the school sports meeting.

After the routine principal's speech, the principal announced the opening ceremony.

One by one class squares enter from the back, and the first square is the senior one class.

The class leader took the lead, Qiao Heng held up the class sign, he didn't wear the jacket outside the school uniform, and the long pants fit just right on his legs.

"What is coming to us now is..."

The squares in Class One and Class One are neat and uniform, that is, a banner is drawn in the back row.

Super snail, invincible in the world.

It would be funny if there was only one class like this, but apparently the whole school is pretty much like this.

The second class is the milk tea shop, and the first and second classes of senior high school uniformly bring the stickers of the milk tea shop, stick them on the back, and wear suit-style school uniforms, just like the same class of milk tea shop employees.

After passing the classes in front of the rostrum, the last class stood on the lawn in a row, waiting for all the classes to gather.

There are many classes in No. [-] Middle School, from senior one to senior three, the earlier you enter, the longer you stand.When the last class of the third year finally passed the rostrum, the sky began to change color.

Big chunks of dark clouds approached, and the students below began to whisper.

The principal comforted everyone: "It's okay, it's just a little rain. I believe our school can overcome difficulties and continue our sports..."

Before I finished speaking, the rain began to fall with a crackling sound.

There was screaming from below.

Before the principal could speak, each class scattered to the side, and opened their own class's exhibition tent in a panic.

Zhou Qingyue held on to the iron rods of an exhibition tent and shouted: "Push up together one, two, three, one, two, three!"

With a click, the tent finally opened, and a group of people rushed in.

Zhou Qingyue called to them, "Come, come, open the remaining two tents."

Some students have already started to complain: "What's the matter, why does No. [-] Middle School choose rainy days for every activity?"

"What can I say to persist? Now I feel a little cold."

Several boys went to carry the tent next to it, Zhou Qingyue stepped back and walked to the side of the tent, and suddenly bumped into a person.

He turned around quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The girl blushed and covered her chest with her hands.

Senior one basically wears school uniforms. Girls wear skirts and white shirts, and boys wear white shirts and pants with a suit jacket.As soon as the rain fell, the girl's white shirt got wet and her underwear began to show.Now another group of people were crowded under a tent, back to back and chest to chest, and many girls began to stretch out their hands to cover their chests.

Zhou Qingyue was stunned for a moment, didn't look at it, and directly took off his coat and handed it to the girl.

"You block it."

The girl held his coat and said "ah?" in a daze.

He turned around and shouted to the people in the tent: "Boys, take off your coat and lend it to the girls in our class. They are more likely to catch cold."

After hearing this, many boys took off their jackets and gave them to the girls next to them, which made the girls who were more thoroughly drenched breathe a sigh of relief.

When a few people finally put the three tents together, the range of activities of the whole class finally relaxed.The students finally started chatting with each other.

The few male students who opened the tent and moved the tent were the most thoroughly wet. They were wet from beginning to end, as if they had just come out of the water.

The broken hair in the front blocked the eyes and dripped water all the time. Zhou Qingyue stretched out his hand to brush back the broken hair on his forehead, and wiped his neck with a few paper towels handed over by the girl.

As soon as he wiped a little water, a moan erupted from the nearby camp.

Zhou Qingyue took two steps to the side, and saw that only one tent was opened in the second class, and the other tent seemed to be closed.

He casually asked, "What's going on?"

The boy next to him was also wiping the water with a paper towel: "It seems that one of their tents broke, and another one couldn't be opened. Now they only have one tent left."

He still wanted to ask something, but he saw Qiao Heng and another boy rushing into the rain towards the auditorium.

Zhou Qingyue stopped wiping the water, picked up two umbrellas on the ground, and shouted to the tent: "Who owns an umbrella, I'll borrow it, and I'll return it to you later."

After speaking, he rushed out holding an umbrella.

There is a warehouse behind the auditorium, which is specially used for this kind of tent, and you can come here to sign and borrow it if you need it.The second shift now only has one good tent. If you want a good tent, you can only go to the warehouse to borrow it.

When the rain and wind hit again, Zhou Qingyue trotted over, holding an umbrella as if he hadn't, even though he was already drenched.

Qiao Heng was still looking for a good tent inside, and the other boy had gone somewhere.

Some tents have been placed for a long time, and there are many holes in them. Qiao Heng can only dig through the pile carefully, trying to find the good ones.He heard the iron door of the warehouse creak and said, "Have you found the teacher?"

Zhou Qingyue put away the umbrella and said, "Teacher? Isn't the registered teacher here?"

The warehouse is not big, and the place under the audience platform is used, and the roof is not high.Qiao Heng's bent waist suddenly straightened up, almost hitting the top.

The umbrella was full of water, and Zhou Qingyue was also full of water like the umbrella, "Did you run out just now without an umbrella?"

The white shirt was tightly attached to Zhou Qingyue's chest, and a lot of water dripped from his hair, dripping onto the shirt.There was also water on the shirt, and the water slipped from the collarbone to the chest, and finally passed the waistline and sank into the black pants.

Zhou Qingyue stroked his hair back. He didn't hear Qiao Heng's words for a long time. He looked up and looked inside: "What's wrong?"

There was no light in the warehouse inside, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see Qiao Heng clearly.

Qiao Heng's eyes followed the water on Zhou Qingyue's shirt all the way, and his fingers unconsciously pulled his neckline.Qiao Heng's mind suddenly became chaotic, completely different from the clear and orderly feeling of the exam.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he felt that his hands and feet were a little stiff.

Qiao Heng's voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Qingyue laughed, and raised the two umbrellas in his hand: "Isn't this an umbrella for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Heng took two steps towards this side, and helped Zhou Qingyue wipe the dripping water off Zhou Qingyue's chin by a strange coincidence.

Before Zhou Qingyue could react to the temperature of the other party's fingers, the warehouse door was opened.

"Come here, come here, I said that the school should have disposed of the rotten tents. Now it's all right, there is no place for the students to hide from the rain..." The registered teacher opened the warehouse door and said Halfway stopped suddenly, looking at a male classmate in the warehouse holding another male classmate's chin, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, "...what are you doing?"