The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

The night wind blew in through the screen window, the papers on the table rattled, and the two people in front of the table looked serious.

"Why is A wrong?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"The five-carbon sugar in the DNA molecule is deoxyribose," Jian Heng wrote the word "deoxyribose" after option A, "I told you to memorize it yesterday, forgot?"

"Too sleepy." Qin Cheng sighed.

The susceptibility period ended on the night when Jian Heng performed live broadcast for him. He was afraid that his mother would find out that Qin Cheng was acting in a full set. From that day until now, he has been studying at Jian Heng's house.

Every day, I listened carefully to the class at school and went home to live broadcast make-up lessons. I was so inspiring.

What surprised Qin Cheng the most was that the fans who howled "Father Qin sniped my heart" every day in the live broadcast room preferred to watch Jian Heng give him extra lessons rather than playing games?

The quality of this fan definitely dominates the platform.

"Tomorrow's exam," Jian Heng finished speaking the last question, clicked on the summary of the classical Chinese text with his index finger, and said while getting up from his side, "read it and go to bed."

"Cha," Qin Cheng felt a headache when he saw this thing, "Your Majesty, go slowly."

The barrage of bullets spread quickly, and one after another luxury trucks ran wildly along the outer ring.

Qin Cheng glanced at it, opened the classical Chinese text and started to read it indifferently.

Qin Cheng is already immune to these gossips, and sometimes he can even catch up with his brain circuit and drag Jian Heng to make a few harmless jokes——straight men are the hottest~ Come on, be happy~

The examination room for the mid-fifth monthly examination was divided according to the final results of the previous semester, and Qin Cheng skillfully walked to the last seat in the last examination room.

"Brother Qin, Brother Qin," sitting in front of him was Zhou Ming, a chubby boy from his class, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "I've recited classical Chinese this time, and I'll pass you the answer!"

Qin Cheng pulled out the chair and sat down, calmly took out a thermos, took a sip of cold water and opened it.

Zhou Ming's face was dazzled for a few seconds.

Qin Cheng was also a little bit amused, held up the black thermos cup someone gave him, and said with a deep expression, "Don't engage in those fancy things, today, brother Qin, a glass of water, a pen, an eraser, a miracle."

Shocked, Zhou Ming opened his mouth and said nothing.

Brother Qin is Brother Qin, he will never write anything and never copy anything.

In the first section of mathematics, I went to bed early last night and today I am full of energy. Qin Cheng calculated while recalling the key points Jian Heng said.

The first six multiple-choice questions went smoothly, Qin Cheng worked hard to fill in the last few questions, and the last two questions went to the fucking three short and one long ancestral algorithm.

It's not that he gave up on himself, Jian Heng said in the original words: "During the assault time of a week, don't hold the bowl and look at the bowl."

It is enough for him to understand the whole bowl.

In the last examination room, just half an hour later, people began to hand in papers one after another, and Qin Cheng sat firmly.

Another half an hour passed, only Qin Cheng and the fat man at the front desk were left in the classroom.

The invigilator was planning to call it a day, but he didn't expect that there were still two students insisting on it, so he went to the side to watch out of curiosity.

The little fat man faced the blank part of the big question with a sad face, unable to write a single word and still refused to hand in the paper.I don't know what faith is supporting it.

The one behind him knew Qin Cheng, a well-known good-tempered thorn in No. [-] Middle School.

To be honest, he admired this kid quite a lot, he was very mature, he had no problems with his peers at all, and he never had conflicts with the teacher because of face, loyalty, impulsiveness, etc.

It's just that the grades have not improved, and every time he invigilates this examination room, he can be seen as the first to hand in the papers.

This time it was different.

Qin Cheng's test paper was also quite empty, but the straw paper was full of the calculation process. At this time, he was slightly frowning and challenged the third big question again. The handwriting was completely inconsistent with his status as a scumbag.

It's not that Qin Cheng doesn't know how to write well, but he's just too lazy to write well. He's used to writing everything with a wave of vigor.

Later, he wrote "Jian Heng" by accident, and was discovered by the master, who threatened him invisible with vegetarian dishes for three consecutive days. From then on, Qin Cheng decided to be a good man and write well.

The invigilator nodded in relief, not wanting to disturb the two students, and turned back to the podium.

After all, Qin Cheng didn't write the third question. He handed in the paper at the last second and got a positive smile from the invigilator. Qin Cheng smiled back.

It's fucking tiring, more tiring than two hours of live streaming.

During the break between classes, Qin Cheng took out his mobile phone and sent Jian Heng a message.

In the second section, biology, Qin Cheng was more annoyed by rote memorization than mathematics, physics and chemistry that required brains.

There's no way around it, what he can't remember is that he didn't memorize it, unless Jian Heng possesses a body, it's useless to waste it.

Jian Heng was in the first examination room, and he habitually handed in the examination papers ahead of time. When he went to the toilet to smoke, his phone vibrated, and there were two unread messages.

The first one was an hour ago.

Qin Cheng: Is the third biggest problem in mathematics poisonous?

The second one is just now.

Qin Cheng: All biology questions are poisonous.

The corner of Jian Heng's mouth curled up, and he answered the message with a cigarette in one hand and the other in the other.

Jian Heng: It’s not poisonous, it can’t kill anyone.

Qin Cheng returned quickly.

Qin Cheng: You hand it in so early?

Jian Heng took a puff of his cigarette, feeling inexplicably good.

Jian Heng: Um, dinner?

There was no movement over there, and after 2 minutes, footsteps came from the door of the toilet, and Qin Cheng walked in with big strides, frowning.

"Pay it so early?" Jian Heng took out the cigarette case and threw it over.

Qin Cheng caught it, took out a cigarette and lit it, held it in his hand, frowned and asked, "I'm already drunk, can't they share that book by themselves? Do you want me to help?"

Qin Cheng took a deep breath, paused, and couldn't help but continued, "I also gave nine extra-curricular books to the three children, A, B, B, C, and C, and I'll give each child a fucking punch. "

The more he talked, the more angry he became. When he wrote, he was calm, but afterwards he was really unbearably aggrieved.Looking up, Jian Heng was actually laughing!

"Why do I rely on you to laugh?" Qin Cheng stared at him for two seconds. He didn't know what was wrong with him and couldn't help thinking about it. He strained his face but didn't hold back, and scolded while laughing, "Fuck... I'm really convinced." .”

Jian Heng walked up to him and leaned against the wall to smoke together, tilted his head and asked, "What about other questions?"

"I wrote the first two parts of the big question, and I wrote the last parenthesis," Qin Cheng said, "I don't know if it's right."

"ACACD," Jian Heng said, "BBDAC, AC."

Qin Cheng recalled for a moment, "The first five questions are correct, why not choose A for the sixth question?"

"A is a trap." Jian Heng said.

"Oh, I stepped on it," Qin Cheng felt a little regretful, he was still unlucky, "The penultimate question was correct later on."

In the afternoon, it was Chinese and physics. Qin Cheng finished the former with a sense of not being empty, and the latter was much easier. He has a good talent in physics—Jian Heng’s original words.

Their exam rooms are divided by floor. Jian Heng's first exam room is on the first floor, and Qin Cheng's last exam room is on the sixth floor.

After the exam, Qin Cheng went to the first floor to find Jian Heng, and the ones in the first exam room handed in the papers at about the same time as his last exam.I have to admit that Jian Heng is not pretending, but really awesome.

When passing Lao Xu's office on the third floor, Qin Cheng glanced at him, which made him stop.

Not in the habit of eavesdropping, Qin Cheng knocked on the door.

"Come in." Old Xu said.

Qin Cheng walked in.

Jian Heng was standing in front of Lao Xu, with no obvious expression on his face, so Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows at him.

Jian Heng looked at him and picked it up.

Qin Cheng: "..." The tacit understanding was triggered randomly.

"Don't flirt, come here," Old Xu looked at him with a rare softening tone, "I just happened to have something to do with you."

Qin Cheng knew what was going on almost instantly, and he grabbed Jian Heng's shoulder without hesitation, and said solemnly, "Old Xu, Jian Heng and I have to study, and we don't have time to participate in the sports meeting."

As he spoke, he secretly squeezed Jian Heng's shoulder.

Jian Heng understood and did not refute.

"Tell me," Old Xu put down his teacup with a look on his face that I don't know you yet, "What are the conditions?"

After getting the reply he wanted, Qin Cheng continued the tea with special insight, and smiled cheerfully: "I heard that the school is going to hold a group reunion?"

"Your mother doesn't come here." Old Xu said.

The corner of Qin Cheng's mouth hooked, "The mobile phone?"

"Don't call." Old Xu had nothing to do with him.

"Deal." Qin Cheng straightened up, "Five thousand and one thousand medicine balls for high jump and long jump, you can arrange them as you like."

Although there was an agreement before, Qin Chengbao was not sure whether Lao Xu would use the school's arrangement as an excuse to inform his mother that it would be better to use the sports meeting to get a death-free gold medal now than to exchange it with other things in the future.

Anyway, his top-level Alpha has high physical fitness, and basically has no opponents in this kind of activity.

Old Xu didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned around and asked Jian Heng: "You follow the study schedule, the teacher doesn't force you."

Qin Cheng: "..."

I'm not very happy that you double-standard in front of me.

Jian Heng glanced at him, turned his head and said, "It doesn't matter."

Old Xu nodded in relief.

On the way home, Qin Cheng sat in the back seat and talked with Jian Heng about the answer, and the more they got annoyed, he simply changed the subject.

"The fifth middle school sports meeting is quite troublesome," Qin Cheng said lazily, "Did Lao Xu tell you?"

They can't study in the fifth middle school, can't do in the first middle school, and can't play art in the fourth middle school. They rely on sports to dominate the education circle of Jinhua City.Every year in the sports meeting, I train like crazy.

"Alright," Jian Heng was not riding fast, but slowly, "Training in the morning and evening, and going at noon."

"Isn't it going to delay your study?" Qin Cheng slid his feet on the ground once and for all, and the car was kicked forward by him for a while, which meant that Jian Heng was able to hold it steady and not fall.

"Don't delay," Jian Heng patted his leg with a backhand, "Don't make a fuss."

"Oh." Qin Cheng was about to say that he was helping when Jian Heng's cell phone rang.

Jian Heng took out his mobile phone with one hand, glanced at the caller ID, and connected: "Cheng Bin?"

Qin Cheng's heart skipped a beat, he was an acquaintance, not his surname.

"It's nothing," Jian Heng said to the other end of the phone, "Today is the monthly exam and the [-]th sports meeting."

The wind and voice on the street are too noisy, it can't be compared with Jian Heng's house.

Qin Cheng couldn't hear anything, so he lazily took out his phone and sent a message to Tan Qi.

Earn money to support the family: My son, how did you do in the exam?

Tan Qi didn't reply, he should be fucking tortured.

Jian Heng's voice was still cold and indifferent, but Qin Cheng could still hear the familiarity in his tone, a good friend would speak like this.

Just like him and Tan Qi.

"That's all he said?" Jian Heng's tone finally fluctuated, "Don't worry about you and Aze."

Return Aze?

There are times when cold boy Jian Heng is so close to someone?

The two of them shared joys and sorrows, shared the same bed, slept at the same table, went to class, and ate in the same room, why didn't they call him Acheng... so barren and ugly.

Brother Qin unilaterally thought that Jian Heng didn't bark because it sounded bad, and definitely not for any other reason.

……

"Well, call before you come here." Jian Heng said and hung up the phone.

Qin Cheng didn't know why he was a little embarrassed, as if his existence suddenly became a little... redundant?

Hold.

In order to resolve the inexplicable emotions in his heart, he touched Jian Heng's arm, and his tone pretended to be relaxed: "Your friend is coming?"

"Well," Jian Heng stretched his hand back, "Take it."

Qin Cheng took it subconsciously, raised his head and wanted to continue asking but lost the opportunity.A little annoying.

The phone buzzed, and Tan Qi replied.

Tan Qi'er: My dad is so confused, I guess I can take the same exam as you next time!

Qin Cheng was inexplicably unhappy, typing.

Earn money to support the family: stay away from your father.

Tan Qi'er: Fuck|Did you eat firecrackers?

Qin Cheng didn't return, and he didn't know where the unknown fire started.

作者有话要说：作者捧着茶缸子盘腿坐在炕头，吸溜一口茶水，叹息：你们说这是打哪烧的？感谢在2020-04-2316:51:39~2020-04-2417:04:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 ninety-eight;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!