After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

"How long has it been?" Zang Nandu looked around at the medicines that Zang Qishan pulled out from the cabinet, and finally sat next to Qi Lin without touching any of them, and raised his hand to touch the flesh on Qi Lin's neck.

It is inflamed, and today there is a circle of redness and swelling around it.

Qilin knew that Zang Nandu was asking about Ge Mengping, so he told the truth, "Two years."

Zang Nandu didn't answer, just listened.

"In the future, we can ask Zang Qishan for this matter," Zang Nandu put his hand back, and the phone started to ring. After checking the name, he didn't answer, but he had already stood up, "Ge Mengping dare not touch him."

"Will you come with me? Can you take half a day off?" Zang Nandu paused when he finished speaking, and his hands that put on his clothes also stopped.

eventful.

The nature of his current job and living conditions are actually not suitable for putting in a Qilin.

Zang Qishan's age doesn't matter, but he can't.

"No, there's still a physical test in the afternoon, I'll just rest here for a while," Qi Lin said, and touched his own neck.

The wound was hotter than before.

"I know," Qi Lin didn't raise his head, staring at his toes dangling back and forth on the edge of the bed, "I know what you said."

Qi Lin raised his head suddenly, and gave Zang Nandu a smile.

In this smile, more than half of Qi Lin's sincerity is entwined.

Zang Nandu stared at the smiling face, reached out and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, and stuffed it into Qilin's hand.

"Wipe your sweat," Zang Nandu said without turning his head.

Qi Lin lowered his head and wrapped the silky material around his fingers, then gently raised his arms.

Facing his mouth, touch it lightly.

Xia Feng walked around around him until he took away all the smell Zang Nandu left here, and then Qi Lin lay on his back on the bed.

In the end, he laughed inaudibly twice.

When I woke up, it was already past the meal time, and there was a young teacher next to me, "Are you awake?"

"You've been here all this time?" Qi Lin's eyes were still unfocused, and when he turned his head, his face was still blank, "It's time for class."

"Then eat first," said the young teacher, with a white shirt hanging diagonally and a leather belt neatly tied around his waist. "Lessons will start later."

Qilin sat up and woke up for a while before saying, "You don't need to bother, just wake me up just now."

"Don't refuse, I am also entrusted with errands, the meal is still hot, here are two bottles of medicine I brought from outside, can I apply it for you?"

Qilin shook his head lightly and said thank you.

He politely invited him out, knowing that it was the teacher Zang Nandu specially kept after he left.

Then I watched as I cleaned up everything that needed to be eaten and painted, and then went to wash up obediently.

As soon as I left the door of the clinic, I could hear the guidance of the students facing me.

There are good and bad, but Qilin doesn't care, he went into the classroom to find a seat, but his things were gone, the little girl at the front desk was full of regret, "The teacher asked you to go to the teaching room."

"Student Lin," the class teacher of Class [-] pointed to the next door when he came in with the lesson plans in his hands.

"I will go to class four in the future. I will ask a classmate to help you move your things over there. I will go directly there after class."

He was transferred.

Because of this incident, the class three started to become lively again.

- What kind of fairy luck is the fourth class, the school grass is crowded together.

-Yan can really fight.

-Besides, Qilin seems to be covered by Zang Qishan, and this group moves as soon as they say it, which is unclear.

Anonymous - I don't think Ge Mengping can pull it up this time, and Qi Lin is now posting Zang Qishan, he is afraid that he will get phlegm even when he shouts at him?

Anonymous - I just thought he was upset, he looks like a woman, flirtatious, I guess I secretly came to my aunt.

- Did we girls provoke you?

-Agreed, sick upstairs.

Anonymous - It is said that Ge Mengping blocked people from school yesterday for the scary gash on Qi Lin's neck. To be reasonable, this is considered a crime.

Anonymous - Qi Lin is usually so honest, Ge Mengping is also willing to do it.

- Fuck, your uncle, how many dogs dare to bark in the group, you have the ability to say this in front of my face.

Because Ge Mengping suddenly joined the group chat, the group became quieter.

Qilin was lying on the new desk to read the news. Now because of Ge Mengping's intentional injury, the school is quite noisy. The Ge family suppressed the news and held down their son's head to apologize to Qilin, so the surname was Ge Mengping for a while. Unable to come back, Qi Lin felt that he could rest for a few days now.

In his schoolbag, there were still exercises for half of the second book last time. He propped up his arms and tilted his head to start writing and drawing again.

Now everyone in Class [-] is looking at Qi Lin from the sidelines.

Because everyone knows that Zang Qishan is next to where he is lying on the ground.

Zang Qishan is an asshole, and he is a jerk with the same reputation as Ge Mengping in the third class. Some people say that good-looking people are actually bad for life. Qilin has just escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den.

Zang Qishan went to the teacher's office and hasn't come out yet. When he came back later, he didn't know how to bully him when he saw Qilin.

The chattering voices around gradually faded away, and Qi Lin was holding his cell phone on the table.

The sun shone evenly on the back of Qi Lin's hand, and he clicked on a variety show.

Liang Shuxing's schedule.

Now everyone knows that acting is popular, so now he is in a hurry to transform, but after all, his qualifications are low, and many entertainment companies don't buy it. He was able to find Zang Nandu through his relationship this time, and he has put in a lot of effort.

It is recognized that Liang Shuxing looks good, and the number of fans is barely passable because of his facial features, but the entertainment industry is changing too fast, good works and good actors still have weight.

Qilin once made an objective evaluation of Liang Shuxing.

Good looks, good voice, bad acting skills.

This kind of transformation can rely on not only one's own face, but also the relationship that can be dredged.

So he's pretty smart, and he's good at finding someone.

Although Zang Nandu didn't understand the muddy water in the circle, he couldn't stand people who wanted to go to high places.

So there are quite a few people in the circle around him.

"New tablemate, hardworking enough," Zang Qishan chewed gum, pulled a chair and sat on the edge of Qilin, "What are you looking at?"

"Liang Shuxing?" Zang Qishan glanced at it, and then he was not very interested. He reached out and pulled the notebook under Qi Lin's arm, "You still read this, lend me the copy."

Qi Lin, who was drawn from the notebook, turned off his mobile phone, turned his face and asked, "Brother Zang arranged?"

The word "Brother Zang" pierced Zang Qishan's ears, "How do you know each other? Just call him?"

"We've known each other for a long time," Qi Lin looked at the students who started to run around one after another outside the window, "Do you have physical education class?"

He had known Zang Nandu for 24 years, and he bumped into his eyes.

But Zang Qishan is different. In his memory, Zang Qishan only spent half a year in high school in Chengdu and Chongqing, and finally went abroad.

Moreover, the other party only took him to Zang Nandu's house this summer, so his friendship with him in his previous life was even weaker.

So much so that Qi Lindu and Zang Qishan were very strange.

"It's so boring in physical education class, and my brother has to catch me again in the afternoon, it's annoying," Zang Qishan didn't do two questions in the notebook in his hand, and sat on the stool to see if he was sitting or not, watching Qilin stand up, He stretched out his long legs across the table, "Skip class with me, I'll take you to have fun."

Qi Lin put his hand on Zang Qishan's calf, and it didn't take much force, just a light touch, "I have to go to class."

Zang Qishan looked from Qilin's neck to the back of his hand.

There are slightly raised blue veins and slender fingers on it.

Just this slap hit someone.

Zang Qishan hooked his legs, sandwiching the person, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Qi Lin replied politely, "No."

Zang Qishan didn't let the man go, he tried his best to bring the man to himself, "What's your relationship with my brother?"

Zang Qishan knew Zang Nandu, and in his eyes Zang Nandu was extremely rigid and serious, especially personal work was the hardest thing to do. When Zang Nandu explained these things at noon, he couldn't believe it.

Zang Nandu is the most troublesome, and he also resents others from inserting a foot in his territory.

But it is special for him in Qilin.

"I'm going to be late," Qi Lin looked at the line below and urged him with little emotion, "I'm running out of time."

Zang Qishan looked at the person with a frown, and finally withdrew his feet.

Sometimes he felt that Qilin and Zang Nandu were quite similar at a certain moment.

Qilin was the last one to arrive, and he was sweating a bit after trotting for two steps.

The substitute was the former physical education teacher, who beckoned to Qilin and asked him to change clothes first.

Chengyu Middle School is a key high school in the city, and its hardware and software are all top-notch, so this key high school is either rich or has good grades.

There must be more or less one on both sides.

Qilin is the latter.

He went to the changing room to change into a complete set of clothes, and when he came out, he caught up with the first round of jogging to warm up.

Xia Tian's tail is still there, and after a few laps, some people start to feel overwhelmed.

Qilin found a cool place to sit by himself, and wiped his sweat with his hands.

The little girls around were all holding a bottle of water, they piled up beside Qi Lin, and all of them dared not move forward.

A few boys who were playing basketball shot the basketball and squinted here, "It's not that bad, with his pretty face, what are those girls trying to do?"

"It's a rarity for the third class to come here. It's really interesting."

The few boys holding the ball felt bored, and one of them patted the basketball to challenge, "Qilin, are you coming? Waiting for the girl to bring you water under the shade, how shameless."

Qi Lin didn't pay much attention to her earphones.

A few boys looked anxiously, "They're still ignoring people."

A few grumpy ones threw the ball.

Strong.

A few girls shouted and hid.

Qi Lin got up, picked it up, stood where he was, and threw it into the box.

Very neatly, the basketball spun around and rubbed against the net to get in. The boy who just threw the ball straightened his eyes, with a sarcasm brewing in his mouth, there was nowhere to put it, and finally he gave a little fuck.

The most annoying thing about boys is that they are good-looking and capable. I have never heard of You Qilin before. The muscle memory of this shooting accuracy is undoubtedly terrible.

At least Qilin can play ball for a long time.

Qilin himself knows that his current body is the result of more than ten years of experience

"Damn, what the hell, what's he doing like that?" The boys in class four didn't like Qilin recently, but they were specially transferred to Zang Qishan's deskmate, and no one dared to understand it too well.

Someone in the crowd said, "Let's play dirty."

"Anyway, Zang Qishan doesn't take physical education."

The few people had just finished discussing, when Zang Qishan groaned behind him,

"Your grandpa will attend class every day from today on."

Zang Qishan came over, pinched the shoulder of the boy who was speaking, and signaled him to pass the ball.

Several people smiled awkwardly, but fortunately Zang Qishan didn't listen to the previous sentence.

Before the ball in Zang Qishan's hand was warmed up, he saw Qilin sitting under the tree, and his hands were itchy.

Qi Lin lowered his head, twirling the corners of the page with his slender fingers, flipping through it unhurriedly, Zang Qishan wanted to reach out to put his hand on the man's shoulder, but changed his mind when he saw the blinking eyelashes.

Putting his head on Qilin's leg, he took up the place where the book was placed, and aimed his eyes at the place just now.

"I asked, they want to fuck you."

As Zang Qishan said, he saw a piece of white handkerchief floating out of Qilin's pocket, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it out, squinted his eyes for a while before speaking,

"You and my brother are in the infirmary,

Did you do something indescribable? "