Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

"Auntie, auntie, I will take good care of Qiao Heng, don't worry." Zhou Qingyue put his face on Qiao Heng's shoulder and talked to the person on the other side of the video.

Mother Qiao smiled and shook her head, and then asked Qiao Heng how he was eating. Qiao Heng simply hummed and nodded, but it was Zhou Qingyue who started chatting with Mother Qiao.However, he is also in a bit of a complicated mood now. Ever since Qiao Heng woke up drunk, he acted as if nothing had happened. He has heard a series of family affairs from other people, and now he is in a delicate mood when facing Mother Qiao.

Qiao Heng stretched out his hand to push Zhou Qingyue's head and rubbed it, his eyes were full of smiles, and said: "Mom, don't listen to him, in fact he is the one who is taken care of the most, yesterday he even stepped on cow dung. "

Zhou Qing was more annoyed and stretched out his hand to tickle him: "Hey, I agreed not to mention this matter."

Qiao Heng smiled and hid behind, trying to grab Zhou Qingyue's paw.

Mother Qiao's eyes were bent when she smiled, and even her cheeks became rosy, and her complexion improved a lot.

After the quarrel, Zhou Qingyue crawled silently to the other bed, leaving time for Qiao Heng and Qiao's mother.

Zhou Qingyue directly stepped onto the other bed. Seeing Chen Guangyi tangled in the two clothes, he sat cross-legged, pointed to a T-shirt and said, "This one is loose and soft."

Chen Guangyi cried and said: "No, there is a print on this one, which makes me look childish. By the way, Qingyue, do you have any clothes that can make people look more mature."

Zhou Qing felt something was wrong more sensitively, and raised his eyebrows: "This is? Who do you want to meet with?" He hasn't been entangled in clothes for the past few days, but now he is so entangled that he refuses to look tender.

Chen Guangyi straightened his back, coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "I told you to keep it a secret."

Zhou Qingyue: "If you don't see who I am, how can you talk nonsense."

Chen Guangyi was a little embarrassed: "Xueluo said that he wanted to make a video with me."

Zhou Qingyue suddenly realized, and said: "Okay, it's all about the video, so let's make the video, what are you still struggling with?" "

Chen Guangyi put his hand on his chin and coughed twice, put his arms around Zhou Qingyue's neck and leaned towards him, and said, "Playing games is too young to be underestimated, especially because I'm still the leader of the gang, so I always told them that I was 18 years old. Understand."

Zhou Qingyue waited for the follow-up: "Then?"

Chen Guangyi said sadly: "Now that Xueluo and I are videoing, we can't look like a junior high school student!"

Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing.

Chen Guangyi continued to grieve: "It's brother, just help me find a set of mature clothes!"

Zhou Qingyue reminded him: "We are in the country. The premise of helping you choose clothes is that you are at home. We didn't bring any clothes when we came here, or you can wear this shirt." He pointed to the vertical stripes on the bed shirt.

Chen Guangyi's face collapsed: "Why do I feel like I'm in prison wearing this?"

Zhou Qingyue helped him recall: "Didn't you buy this one because you said it was low-key and fashionable? Wearing this one, don't compare!"

Under Zhou Qingyue's violent suppression, Chen Guangyi still put on this shirt. When he was wearing it, he stood up to button it, and in front of him was the calendar hanging on the wall.

Chen Guangyi stared at the calendar for a moment, suddenly remembered something.

Chen Guangyi: "Yue Yue, what day is it today?"

Zhou Qingyue: "Day four, what's wrong?"

Chen Guangyi glanced to the side, making sure that Qiao Heng was in the video, then lowered his voice and whispered, "Do you think Qiao Heng forgot anything?"

Zhou Qingyue didn't understand, so: "What?"

Chen Guangyi secretly pointed to the backpack at the counter, "Here, do you remember when you first came here?"

Zhou Qingyue blinked, and suddenly remembered that Qiao Heng had specially shown him the homework in the bag when he was in the car.

Chen Guangyi was proud, "Do you remember?"

Qiao Heng's self-discipline has always been very good. Basically, many things came according to the plan. He still remembered Qiao Heng's saying that he should finish his homework early, but he didn't expect to write it yet.

Zhou Qingyue was amazed: "Qiao Heng actually forgot to do his homework."

Chen Guangyi smirked: "Shh, don't tell him haha, I'll see when he can remember it by himself."

Zhou Qingyue actually wanted to see when Qiao Heng would remember it, but Qiao Heng kept his homework in his bag from the beginning to the time he returned, and never took it out.

It wasn't until after returning to school that I heard the students in class two say.

Qiao Heng said to Zhou Qingyue exaggeratedly at the front table: "When Qiao Heng told me to borrow my homework to copy, the milk I was drinking at the same table choked out of my nose!"

After listening to his description, Zhou Qingyue was deeply impressed by Qiao Heng's tall image in their class, and said with a smile: "Isn't that so, isn't Qiao Heng also an ordinary person?"

The man slapped the table: "Why not! Look at Qiao Heng's grades, was it a human test?"

The person at the same table poked him and reminded: "What is in front of you now is the top ten in the whole grade, let's find out."

Qiao Heng's expression at the front table was frozen, and he was deeply shocked, even thinking that he wanted to think about his life.

Zhou Qingyue couldn't laugh or cry even more: "Qiao Heng is actually pretty good, but...the outside is cold and the heart is hot."

The classmate expressed the same feeling: "Yes, yes, I feel it. Since I came back from the leave this time, the girls are howling that their high-cold monitor is gone. Now he still tells us jokes occasionally. We all wonder if he is dating a girl." Friends, so much has changed."

At this time, Qiao Heng, who was cold outside and warm-hearted, was in dire straits in the office.

In Teacher Zhou's mind, Qiao Heng has excellent grades and outstanding abilities, and has always been his valued student.Although he didn't change his homework very much, he felt happy every time he changed his homework to Qiao Heng. However, Qiao Heng's mistakes today were simply outrageous.

How can you make a wrong calculation, how can you read a question wrong!Can't Qiao Heng make some advanced mistakes?There is also the composition that the Chinese teacher told him, what examples are wrong, and the content of the examples is empty.

Teacher Zhou felt a pain in his head when he thought about it, and just happened to see Zhou Qingyue at the door, and shouted, "Zhou Qingyue came in! Why are you hiding outside? You come in too."

Zhou Qingyue trotted in and coughed twice. He was actually checking to see if Qiao Heng was in the office, but he was caught by the teacher.

Teacher Zhou said earnestly: "Qiao Heng, have you been under too much pressure recently? Don't be stressed. The first grade is a proof of your strength, which means that you have this strength. Or if you have something at home, you can talk to the teacher. ?"

Qiao Heng stood upright, but his expression was slightly confused.

Teacher Zhou continued: "By the way, how is your grandma? Is your health better?"

Qiao Heng's expression became even more confused.

Teacher Zhou showed the composition to Qiao Heng: "I see what you wrote. During the National Day, grandma fell and is still in the hospital, but grandma is very strong. She even made a pair of crutches by herself, which is very innovative. .”

Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing, Qiao Heng had just finished talking to him at the front desk just now, and Qiao Heng's composition was copied by him, but he didn't know whether it was copied from the composition book or his own.

Qiao Heng took a look at his composition, and couldn't help laughing, then held back his embarrassment, put his hand to his mouth and turned his head.

Teacher Zhou took a sip of water and said, "Look at your handwriting, it looks like a ghost drawing. Is it because the teacher assigned too much homework?"

Zhou Qingyue turned his head to take a look, and almost laughed out loud, it was miserable, it was terrible.

This word is very different from Qiao Heng's, isn't it obvious that someone else copied it.

Teacher Zhou flipped through the timetable and confirmed that the next class of class two would be physical education, and then said: "Class one is for self-study. It just so happens that you two stay here and write again."

Zhou Qingyue's smile froze, he looked at the teacher and at Qiao Heng, pointed at himself in disbelief and asked, "Me?"

Teacher Zhou nodded.

Zhou Qingyue: "No, why did you take me with you? I just took a look at the office." Teacher Zhou knew that Qiao Heng asked others to copy it, and it was enough to punish Qiao Heng. Why did he still punish him?

Teacher Zhou raised his eyebrows: "It just so happens that Qiao Heng is writing a composition. You ask him to talk to you. The Chinese teacher is also there. You can ask anything you want. Wouldn't it be better to give you a small talk?"

Zhou Qingyue wanted to cry but had no tears.

Just when the class bell rang, Mr. Zhou stood up holding the cup, and said with a smile: "Then I'll go to the meeting first, remember to give it to me before your evening self-study."

It wasn't until Teacher Zhou left that Qiao Heng's shoulders trembled slightly, and it was very hard to hold back his smile.

Zhou Qingyue directly bumped Qiao Heng with his elbow, gritted his teeth and said, "I came here to look for you, but in the end I was punished with you, and you are still laughing."

Qiao Heng laughed: "My fault, why don't I help you write it. Usually Lao Zhou doesn't change his homework. I don't know why he suddenly changed his homework today and read my composition."

Zhou Qing became more and more afraid. If Lao Zhou found out, there would probably be more than one article, so he quickly refused: "Farewell, if Lao Zhou comes back and sees it, I don't think there will be a need for evening self-study."

Qiao Heng skillfully opened the drawer, took out the composition paper and pen, handed a copy to Zhou Qingyue, and asked, "What topic do you want to write about?"

Zhou Qingyue pulled a stool across from Qiao Heng, and said, "I don't know, or just your article. Just tell me how you plan to write it."

Qiao Heng smiled and said, "Okay, but can you see me writing when you sit across from me?"

Zhou Qingyue felt the same, so he simply moved the stool to Qiao Heng's side.

The teacher's desk is quite big, which is more than enough for two students to sit normally, but Mr. Zhou has a lot of things, and the left third of the entire desk is full of books and test papers, leaving only two thirds of the originally spacious desk.

It's a bit cramped for two people to sit in this position, and the chairs for the two people are stuck together.Zhou Qingyue directly supported his head with one hand, as if waiting for Qiao Heng to start class.

Qiao Heng pulled out the pen twice before taking the pen out of the cap, and wrote down his general thoughts and ideas directly on the paper.

"This time I'm talking about conservatism and innovation. Generally speaking, most people will write about conservatism and innovation at the same time."

Ordinary person Zhou Qingyue: "..."

"I'm going to choose one to write. The examples will be easier to find and more accurate, and it will not be so easy to collide with others. My personal opinion is that innovation will be easier to write..."

The Chinese teacher's seat is in the front, and Zhou's seat is at the back of the door.She finished writing the composition comments of the two classes, took a sip of water, and saw that it was almost five o'clock, and it was time to get off work.

She looked back at Teacher Zhou's seat. The two students were discussing with their heads down. She took her bag and checked in after work, and said, "Qiao Heng and Zhou Qingyue, remember to close the office door after you two finish writing. I'll go back first." .”

Zhou Qingyue waved to the teacher: "I will, teacher bye."

The Chinese teacher walked out on high heels.

After Qiao Heng finished speaking, his mouth was a little dry, he swallowed and said, "I'm done."

What Qiao Heng said was not very profound, but it did address some of Zhou Qingyue's shortcomings, and even told him some tips for bonus points. Zhou Qingyue benefited a lot, and nodded straightly: "Then I will start writing now. .”

In the office, only the fans were whirling, and the two teenagers were writing with their heads down.Occasionally, Qiao Heng wrote too fast, and his right hand bumped into Zhou Qingyue's left hand, and his skin felt warm, and his writing speed unconsciously slowed down.

A strong wind suddenly blew outside, the wind was strong and refreshing, Zhou Qingyue put down his pen and stood up to blow the air, which made him very comfortable.

The office was filled with the sound of 'crashing clattering' the pages of a book being blown by the wind.

Zhou Qingyue turned around and opened his hands, the wind blew his T-shirt against his skin, and said with a smile: "The wind is really strong, Qiao Heng, come here and try."

As soon as the words fell, the test paper on the table closest to the door in the office finally couldn't be held down anymore. The test paper was blown up by the wind, flew up into the sky, and then slowly floated down.

Zhou Qingyue turned his back to the door, his smile was shining brightly, and papers were flying all over the sky.

Qiao Heng's pupils shrank slightly.

The paper fell all over the floor with a clatter, Zhou Qingyue put down his hand and glanced at it, then walked over to pick up the nearest test paper in two steps, and said, "There are so many test papers, don't they hold them down?"

Zhou Qingyue squatted down to pick up the test papers scattered on the ground, folded them back up and put them back on the table closest to the door, and took a book from the side to hold them down.

Qiao Heng turned his eyes to other places, only to realize that a test paper had blown to his feet.

He bent down to pick it up, the math test paper, many of the questions on it were classic, turned to the front, the test paper was slightly deformed by his fingers.

Zhou Qingyue had just finished packing when he heard Qiao Heng calling him, "Qingyue, come and see what this is."

He responded with a smile, and walked towards Qiao Heng. Just halfway there, the door of the classroom was slammed shut by the wind.

The two were stunned.

Zhou Qingyue still wanted to go back and open the door, and then looked at the things in Qiao Heng's hands, but curiosity finally got the upper hand.He leaned over, and the first thing he saw was the most eye-catching big characters on the test paper.

C City No. 2009 Middle School [-] mid-term physics exam paper.

Zhou Qingyue was taken aback.

Qiao Heng: "This is our midterm exam paper"

The test papers that Zhou Qingyue picked up just now were all random test papers, but he missed this one, but he didn't expect it to be a mid-term test paper.

In the second middle school, the test papers are produced by ourselves at the end of the midterm, and because of the large amount of printing, the school only relies on its own printing room to print a large workload. Basically, the test papers are printed in advance, and when they are printed, they will be moved to the warehouse. Take it out again.

Zhou Qingyue didn't expect that a gust of wind would blow this test paper in front of their eyes. Logically speaking, even the teacher would get the test paper a few hours earlier than the students, but now they saw this test paper in the office.

Qiao Heng glanced at the test paper and asked, "Do you still remember which teacher's desk is at the door?"

Zhou Qingyue was taken aback, and he and Qiao Heng spoke in unison.

Zhou Qingyue: "Thank you, Teacher?"

Qiao Heng: "Thank you, Teacher."

Zhou Qingyue had a complicated expression. This seemed to be a big trouble. He tentatively asked, "How about we put the test paper back?"

Qiao Heng frowned slightly: "Then I'll take a picture first and tell the school about it later?"

Zhou Qingyue's expression was slightly surprised: "When the school handles this matter, you probably won't be at peace in the short term, and Mr. Xie didn't deal with him when he was in trouble with the school in the third year of high school. Will you get into trouble if you report him? What's more, we I don't know if it's real or fake."

Now that Qiao Heng's family problems have not been resolved, if there is another problem at the school, will it affect Qiao Heng's study?

Qiao Heng understood what he meant, with soft brows, and suggested: "Let's take a photo first, and then look at it later. If Teacher Xie just read it by himself or it wasn't this test paper in the middle of the semester, we will delete the photo."

This method is the safest. Both Zhou Qingyue and Qiao Heng took a picture with their mobile phones to avoid accidents.

Qiao Heng had just finished filming, and before he had time to return, Teacher Xie's voice came from outside.

"Liu Mao, I looked at your recent grades, and you seem to have failed in math? What's the matter, didn't I give you extra lessons? Why didn't you make any progress? How can I explain to your mother?"

The door of the classroom was closed, only Zhou Qingyue and Qiao Heng were inside, and the two of them were still holding the mid-term math test paper in their hands.No matter how you look at this scene, it is impossible for the two of them to separate their relationship, let alone the person who is here now is Mr. Xie.

Teacher Xie found out that the two of them were holding his privately hidden test papers, would he beat them up?

Zhou Qingyue's mind was running fast. His only thought was not to let Qiao Heng be influenced. Whether it was the crime of stealing test papers or suspected of stealing test papers, a high school student couldn't afford it, let alone the premise that one of them was a teacher. .

Teacher Xie frowned and scolded Liu Mao, but when he arrived at the door of the office, he found that the door was not open.

He didn't go to the head teacher's meeting today. The teachers who don't have classes should be off work by now, and those who have classes haven't finished class yet. That is to say, there is no one in the office now.

He suddenly remembered the things in his drawer, and looked back at his nephew who lowered his head and let him talk, his heart beat a little faster.

Zhou Qingyue even felt the sound of someone taking out keys outside the door, and his breathing unconsciously became quicker. He and Qiao Heng looked at each other, feeling so flustered for the first time.

Qiao Heng swept across the office, pushed the stool back gently, and grabbed Zhou Qingyue's wrist with one hand.

The door lock of the office was broken before, and it was only changed a few days ago.Mr. Xie's key was also newly assigned, and it was not very easy to use it. It took several times to open the door.

As soon as he pushed it away, there was no one in the office, so he couldn't help laughing.

He withdrew to take a look. The corridor was empty, and the students and teachers were all in class.

Teacher Xie sat back on his seat and pulled Liu Mao to stand beside him.

Teacher Xie whispered, "Come here."

Liu Mao approached him obediently. Teacher Xie unlocked the drawer and took out a paper full of writing from the bottom.After he got the test paper before, he did the questions once. Because he was afraid that he would not remember, he copied all the questions and added the answers later.

Now this piece of paper is the questions and correct answers for the mid-term physics exam.

Teacher Xie faced the A4 paper several times in the drawer, turned it into a small paper ball, grabbed it with his hands and stuffed it into Liu Mao's trousers pocket.

Liu Mao seemed to feel something, raised his voice, and said, "Uncle, what is this?"

He reached in and touched the ball of paper, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Zhou Qingyue's heartbeat is also very fast. There are three drawers under each desk in the classroom, and the bottom is where you put your feet. The front and sides are blocked by wooden boards.

Now he and Qiao Heng are hiding under here, as long as Mr. Xie has a whim and walks around behind, they can be seen.

Qiao Heng's first reaction was to stuff him in, but the desk's drawers were large and the height underneath was not high. Zhou Qingyue could only go in half lying down, with his legs bent, and his hands and elbows propped on the floor.

Now Qiao Heng could only kneel with one leg between Zhou Qingyue's legs, and propped his hands on both sides of Zhou Qingyue, as if enclosing Zhou Qingyue.

The place under the table was small, Zhou Qingyue was still listening to the voice over there, but it didn't take long for his attention to be attracted by Qiao Heng.

Their faces were so close that they could even feel the temperature of Qiao Heng's face. As long as they moved casually, their faces might be stuck together.

Zhou Qingyue's gaze involuntarily shifted to Qiao Heng's face.

Qiao Heng fixed his eyes on a certain place, as if he was listening to the movement there. It took a while to realize that Zhou Qingyue was looking at him. When their eyes met, both of them were stunned.

The space is so small that Qiao Heng's fresh scent easily fills the space.

Qiao Heng stared blankly at Zhou Qingyue, and saw himself in the other's pupils. His heart was like fermented dough, which slowly swelled up until it couldn't swell up at the back, and a hole opened to leak air.

The breath he and Zhou Qingyue exhaled seemed to be entangled invisibly before their eyes, entangled and blended into one, and gradually became thick and sticky, even occupying the place of oxygen.

Make him a little hypoxic.

Zhou Qingyue was stared into confusion, and unconsciously lowered his eyes and tilted his head. Is it his illusion? The atmosphere is always a bit ambiguous.

He turned his head like this, exposing his entire neck to Qiao Heng's eyes.

Qiao Heng swallowed, he didn't know if it was because he was explaining the composition to Zhou Qingyue just now or something, but now he felt abnormally dry, even his throat was burning.He even felt that his physical strength was starting to run out, and he felt a little weak in his hands and feet after holding it for a while, and he had never run so soft for several kilometers.

Zhou Qingyue's upper body was heavy, Qiao Heng's upper body was pressed against him, and the hands beside him had been bent down to support weakly, and he even felt Qiao Heng's breath spraying on his neck.

He was a little flustered for a moment and wanted to push Qiao Heng away.

Qiao Heng's voice was next to his ear, very softly, "Don't move."

Zhou Qingyue didn't move anymore, but he really felt the heat of Qiao Heng's words on his neck, and it was still a little itchy.

Qiao Heng said softly, "I'm a little tired."

Qiao Heng leaned against him with exhaustion, Zhou Qingyue heaved a sigh of relief, and with a little disappointment, he listened carefully to the voice over there again.

Teacher Xie picked up the cup to drink tea, and said, "Study harder than usual, just this time."

Liu Mao's fingers trembled slightly, excited in his heart, and said, "Okay!"

Teacher Xie told him: "You read it yourself and write it down, and keep it better, so that other people don't see it."

Liu Maomeng nodded, his heart beat faster, this time he must do well in the exam.

Teacher Xie looked at the test paper in front of him, randomly took out a blank test paper and gave it to him, and said, "Take it back and write it, and I'll help you correct it later. It's getting late, so go back to the classroom first."

Not long after Liu Mao left, Mr. Xie heard the sound of flipping through the drawers. He frowned and said, "Where's my test paper?"

Zhou Qingyue's heart skipped a beat, the test papers are still with them.

Teacher Xie looked for it, but there were too many things on the desktop, and it was almost 05:30, so I didn't look for it at all, and went to the side to clock in and get off work.

Zhou Qingyue heard the sound of locking the door and the sound of footsteps going away, so he asked softly, "Have you left?"

Qiao Heng stood up again, Zhou Qingyue just wanted him to get up, but found Qiao Heng still not moving.

Just as I was about to ask, I heard the same footsteps coming back, followed by the sound of unlocking.

Subconsciously, he wanted to check with Qiao Heng, and when he tilted his head, he felt his right half of his lip hit something soft.