Be good

Lin Qianxi thought, of course he wanted to, but he didn't dare to speak casually to a person with "1" all over his body, and felt quite overwhelmed.After blowing against the wind for a while, he smiled and said, "Your goal must be fucking high."

Zongcheng said: "My goal is university, good university, are you afraid?"

Lin Qianxi didn't say a word, his eyes looked at the dark sky, and he didn't find a single star for a long time.

University was something that he never even thought about before, and it felt like it was thousands of miles away from him, so it couldn't possibly have anything to do with him.What's more, it's still a good university, not the kind of pheasant university.

He shook his foot on the railing twice, and said deliberately: "Do you think I'm cowardly?"

Zongcheng laughed, put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up, raised his leg, and kicked his feet on the other side: "Why should I guess? You came to me and asked me to guess?"

After kicking his legs, he turned around and went into the house.

Lin Qianxi was kicked off his feet, and almost fell off the chair. With one hand on the ground, he turned to look at him: "Fuck?"

Zongcheng entered the room in his eyes.

Lin Qianxi also seemed to be woken up by his kick. He stood up and looked at Tom who was still circling around his chair under his feet. Thinking about it, he came here directly, and then poured out everything in front of Zongcheng.

He glanced at the room where Zongcheng entered again, grinning, thinking that he seems to be a little too dependent on the organization, so he won't be annoyed...

Zongcheng entered the room, sat on the edge of the bed, bent his legs, took his mobile phone, clicked on Ji Cai's WeChat, and sent a message.

Within a few seconds, Ji Cai's voice call came over. He pointed his finger and put it to his ear.

"Cheng'er? What are you doing? Why did you suddenly ask me about sports points? Do you still think about sports points?" Ji Cai said as soon as he connected, with a funny tone.

Zongcheng sent a message to ask this just now, but he suddenly thought of it and asked. It just so happens that she does sports work and knows it better: "I want to know more, can you tell me in detail?"

Ji Cai said at the other end: "It all depends on the specific situation. There are also some classifications, which are messy and can't be explained clearly in a while..."

"Hey!" Lin Qianxi's figure suddenly loomed from the door of the room.

Zongcheng looked up.

Lin Qianxi saw the mobile phone next to his ear, and lowered his voice: "Oh, you're on the phone, so let's talk first." After speaking, he turned and left the door.

Ji Cai's voice on the phone paused for a moment, and then asked, "Is that Xige's voice? Cheng'er, is that Lin Qianxi? Is he with you?"

Zongcheng said truthfully, "It's him."

"I just said, you don't want to understand this yourself, do you understand it for him?"

Zongcheng's tone did not fluctuate: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't ask, but it would be troublesome to ask you something."

Ji Cai's voice was a little lower: "I still remember the day you said you had a number, did you really have a number?"

"Well," Zongcheng said, "I know what I'm doing, hang up."

"You don't want to keep asking?"

"Don't ask, I'm tired." Zongcheng hung up the phone.

He put away his phone, went out, and saw Lin Qianxi sitting on the floor, playing with Tom's furry paws, and got up when he came out.

"Are you finished?" Lin Qianxi said, "I just want to tell you that I'm leaving, that's all, I've said it, I'm leaving." While talking, he walked to the door.

Zong Cheng watched him open the door, leaning on it and asked, "Where are you going? Do you have somewhere to go?"

Lin Qianxi stood at the door, touched the tip of his nose, and felt that he had been seen through again, and said nonchalantly, "Yes, isn't there a bed for me at Yang Rui's place?"

Zongcheng asked again: "Does Yang Rui have any clothes for you to change?"

"..." Lin Qianxi turned around and looked at him.

Zongcheng turned his head: "You still have the clothes from last time, so you can stay here for the night."

He entered the room, and after a while, he really took out the two pieces of Lin Qianxi's clothes and put them on the small table by the window.

Lin Qianxi almost forgot that he still had clothes here, so he went over to get them, held his hands together, and looked at him: "Why are you nesting?"

Zongcheng stared at him for a few seconds, then turned his gaze away: "You can do whatever you did last time, make the floor by yourself, or I'll give you the bed."

Lin Qianxi's eyes turned to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up, feeling weird, it didn't look like the two men were fucking talking: "I thought you were going to ask me to share the same bed with you, forget it, I'll sleep on the floor, anyway, I've slept once."

Zong Cheng glanced at the smile on his face, then turned and entered the room again: "I can't squeeze, I haven't squeezed with anyone before."

"I didn't squeeze it either." Lin Qianxi muttered, carrying his clothes to the bathroom.

Zongcheng took out two blankets and put them on the small table. After seeing that the light in the bathroom was on, he returned to his room and received another WeChat message from Ji Cai.

He closed the door and stood by the bed to watch. Ji Cai sent some pictures, which were some explanatory materials on sports bonus points.

-- I don't know if it's useful, you can take a look.

When Zongcheng flipped through the pages one by one, he heard Lin Qianxi whispering to Tom, and knew that he had finished washing.

When I put down my phone, there was no movement outside.

Zongcheng took his own clothes and went out to take a shower. He opened the door and saw Lin Qianxi lying beside the small table, lying on his side with his back to him, with a blanket under him and a blanket covering his body. He fell asleep so quickly. I don't know if I lost my anger, but I fell asleep very quickly.

Tom was lying at his feet, and it was quite safe for one person and one dog to lean together.

He walked lightly into the bathroom.

After 10 minutes, Zong Cheng came out wiping his wet hair, intending to turn off the light in the living room, and then glanced at Lin Qianxi, only to find that he had turned over with his face facing this way, only to see that he had not slept well. Anwen, brows are squeezed.

Zongcheng thought that Tom was in the way, and wanted to move the dog away. When he bent down, he saw his hand next to him. There was a blood mark on his finger, which was quite obvious, as if he had been cut by something sharp. He looked again. He turned his face, ignored the dog, and turned to get the medicine.

It seems that there was a lot of trouble at home today.

Soon, he came over with a cotton swab soaked in liquid medicine, knelt down, and wiped it on Lin Qianxi's fingers. Just after he wiped it twice, Lin Qianxi seemed to be stimulated by the liquid medicine, and his frown became tighter. , There was sweat on his forehead.

Zongcheng saw his mouth moving slightly and muttering, so he knew that he must be dreaming, it was talking in sleep.

"I fucking..."

What the fuck are you doing?Zongcheng didn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head to listen.

Ears moved to his mouth, and finally heard what he said clearly: "I don't want to go to that fucking factory..."

"..." Zongcheng is funny, this is so angry, he was angry in his dream, he raised his mouth unconsciously, turned his head, the tip of his nose almost touched his nose, stopped, and realized that he was too close .

One exhaled, one inhaled, without moving.

Zongcheng saw that his mouth was still moving slightly, and his own mouth was closed tightly, and he sat up straight, and wiped the cotton swab in his hand on his fingers again, using a little strength on purpose.

Lin Qianxi moved his hand suddenly, it must be in pain, and the words in his sleep: "Fuck..." He turned over and finally stopped mumbling.

Zong Cheng stood up and went back to the room.

The next day Lin Qianxi got up very early, and sat there and patted his forehead twice after getting up.

I had a dream in the middle of the night, and nothing was comfortable. That Ge who drank his "reward" was beaten badly by him in the dream, but he kept scolding him. It's the same as what the neighbors scolded, tell him to hurry up and become an apprentice in the factory. If he doesn't learn well, he will hurt others, Dongzi, and his mother...

"Fuck..." He got up and whispered to himself: "It's okay, it's just a dream, I don't fucking accept my fate..."

Before entering the bathroom, he stopped at the door of the room and looked at the closed door. Zongcheng should not have woken up yet.He thought it was better to lay on the floor, the dream was so long yesterday, his mouth was dry, maybe he was talking in his sleep, if Zongcheng heard about it, it would be a fucking embarrassment.

Lin Qianxi walked a little softer, went to the bathroom to wash his face, came out, walked to the door, looked back, opened the door and left.

When he was on the road, he remembered to take a look at his hands. There was nothing wrong with them, and the scabs had scabbed overnight.

The schoolbag is still at home, and I have to go back to get it before going to school.Lin Qianxi arrived at the door of the house, just in time for the door to open.

Wearing long clothes and trousers, Lin Huili walked out with a bag in her arms and a garbage bag that was just about to be thrown away. When she saw him coming back, she left the door open and didn't ask him where he spent the night.

Lin Qianxi saw the fragments of the bowl in the garbage bag and the empty can of "rewards". The anger against Ge rose up in his heart, and he suppressed it again. He asked patiently, "Are you going to work the day shift today?"

"After the day shift, I have to make up for the night shift." Lin Huili said, "It was originally reserved for what happened yesterday."

Lin Qianxi had a cold face: "After I left yesterday, did that guy surnamed Ge pester you?"

"No," Lin Huili said as she went downstairs: "I made it clear to him, he was frightened by you yesterday and dare not show up."

Lin Qianxi watched her go down the stairs, and when she heard her make it clear, she finally felt a little more comfortable, not so angry, and went in to get her schoolbag.

When he got to school, it was almost time for class.

Lin Qianxi was running towards the teaching building with his schoolbag on. Just as he was about to climb the stairs, he suddenly heard Wu Chuan's voice calling him, "Lin Qianxi!"

He stopped, and looked back, Wu Chuan ran over from the Academic Affairs Building, looking more anxious than him.

"It's over, I'm waiting for you." Wu Chuan couldn't help but push his shoulder as soon as he came up: "Come on, come with me."

"What are you doing?" Lin Qianxi patted his schoolbag: "I still have to go to class."

"What are you worried about? I've asked you for leave for two hours. You can go back when you come back." Wu Chuan pushed him again: "Hurry up, there's something to do! It's too late if you don't leave."

Lin Qian walked west: "What's the matter?"

"You'll know when you get to the place." Wu Chuan was still playing tricks.

Lin Qianxi followed him out of the school gate. A dusty Volkswagen was parked on the side of the road. Wu Chuan opened the door to let him get on.

He asked, "Why is it so far away?"

Wu Chuan pushed him in: "It's not far, it's nearby. I informed Zong Cheng and Jiang Hao, and they should have arrived."

Lin Qianxi heard that Zongcheng was going too, so he believed that something was really going on, and got into the car.

Wu Chuan was in a hurry. He drove like a racing car. When he encountered a red light, he would slam on the brakes. When the car stopped, people could be thrown out with inertia.

After the fifth throw, Lin Qianxi couldn't help being violent again, and finally heard him say, "Here we are, come with me."

"Finally..." He muttered and got out of the car, followed Wu Chuan into a gate on the side of the road.

When I entered the door, I saw the white paint sign at the door saying "City Sports and Culture Center". Lin Qianxi didn't read it completely, and followed Wu Chuan's footsteps directly into a building inside.

There is a hall on the first floor, and the voices of people inside can be heard from a long distance, mixed with the crisp sound of "ba da da da".

Lin Qianxi immediately recognized that it was the sound of billiard balls hitting.

Wu Chuan walked quickly, walked to the front, and turned around to wait for him.

Lin Qianxi followed to the door, and before he could look inside, he pushed him in.

"Table 21, go play a game with the people over there, hurry up." Wu Chuan said.

Lin Qianxi looked inside, there were billiard tables everywhere, every table was filled with people, and the two were facing each other, he turned his head and asked, "Why is this?"

"I want to see what level you are in front of outsiders, go quickly, don't waste time." Wu Chuan waved while saying.

Lin Qianxi thought to himself, why are you in such a hurry?I went in while thinking, walked to table No. 21, put down my schoolbag, and took the cue.

Opposite him was a fat, black boy with a short stature, wearing a white shirt and a black waistcoat, he was very handsome.

There was a referee standing next to him, and when he saw him coming, he came to prepare to kick off and said: "Snooker, the rules should be clear, right?"

"Ah?" Lin Qianxi subconsciously asked a question.

"It's English billiards!" Wu Chuan shouted at the door.

"Oh, I know." Lin Qianxi used to play in some top-notch places, so no one talked about snooker, basically English style.

"Then let's start." The referee announced that the two sides will compete for the right to kick-off by drawing lots.

Lin Qianxi randomly drew a card, it was very good, he had the kick-off right.

He didn't communicate with Xiaopang on the opposite side, probably because the opponent's figure always reminded him of that surnamed Ge, and he was in a bad mood, so he took the club and started playing.

Wu Chuan waited at the door, checking his watch for a while.

After a while, there was a loud "pop", Lin Qianxi stood up straight from the edge of the table, and the referee said in front of him, "You have won."

Fatty on the opposite side is no longer at the table.

Wu Chuan looked at his watch again, it didn't take long.

Lin Qianxi came over with her schoolbag on her back: "Okay, can we go now?"

Wu Chuan was very satisfied: "Very good, I read you right. Go back by yourself first, I'll go and see how Jiang Hao is playing, and I have some follow-up things to do."

"You don't care whether you take it or not." Lin Qianxi walked out with her schoolbag on.

Wu Chuan walked to another hall, thought about chasing him out, and said again: "Practice hard recently, especially with your partner!"

Lin Qianxi said "Hmm" casually, and walked out of the gate, just in time to see his partner.

Zongcheng also seemed to have just come out of it, and there was still powder on his fingers, and he was wiping it off. He turned to look at him: "When did you arrive?"

Lin Qianxi said: "I still want to ask you, when did you go out, you were still sleeping when I left."

"I was already out by then."

Lin Qianxi froze for a moment: "Then you don't call me?"

Zongcheng turned and walked on the road: "I'm afraid you haven't slept enough." Didn't he have a dream last night that he refused to enter the factory?

Lin Qianxi followed, he had already stopped a car on the side of the road.

"It's such a luxury, can you take a taxi back to school?" Lin Qianxi asked.

Zongcheng sat in the back row and patted the seat next to him: "You don't want to go back to class early? Did you just say what you said yesterday?"

Lin Qianxi put his arm on the car door, tilted his head to look at him: "What did I say yesterday?"

"..." Zong Cheng sat upright: "Close the door, I'm leaving."

Lin Qianxi got in at once, touched his shoulder, and closed the car door with a "bang", and said with the corner of his mouth hooked, "Remember, let's go, go back to class!"

It took less time than Wu Chuan to ask for leave, at most an hour before returning to school.

It happened to be the time for exercise, and everyone else went to the playground to be exposed to the sun.

Lin Qianxi and Zongcheng went to the teaching building one after the other, walking in the empty corridor, and saw Zhou Xueming coming from the classroom with a teacup as usual, as if he was going back to the office.

After a long distance, Lao Zhou looked over, but his eyes behind the lens looked at Zongcheng who was walking in front, and he nodded at him, and said as he walked, "I heard that you don't plan to hand in the schedule, right? Don’t pay it, just have a plan.”

Zong Cheng replied: "Yes."

When Lin Qianxi passed by, Lao Zhou only glanced at him, and walked over directly: "The others still have to pay."

Lin Qianxi turned his head to look at his back, and kept watching Lao Zhou walked halfway through the "Hui"-shaped corridor to the door of the opposite office. The fire was all vented.

He grabbed the railing with both hands and shouted, "Old Zhou!"

Zhou Xueming looked at the door of the office.

Zongcheng also stopped in front and looked at him.

Lin Qianxi looked like he was going to fuck him, and shouted angrily: "You're right, I want to play big!"

Lao Zhou turned around immediately, without his usual calmness. It felt like what he had been worrying all along had become a reality. The students of the entire No. [-] Middle School were about to be messed up by nail households. He ran to the railing in a few steps, mouthing shouted: "Lin Qianxi, wait!"

Lin Qianxi had already yelled out the next sentence, and Lao Zhou's words just happened to be yelled, and the two sentences came out almost at the same time.

"Don't be impulsive!!!"——

——"I want to go to college!!!"

With a "snap", the cup in Lao Zhou's hand accidentally bumped into it, fell down, and shattered.

Lin Qianxi stood up straight before he heard what he said, raised his eyebrows, and looked across.

The old Zhou on the opposite side leaned over the railing, stopped there, and looked at him strangely.

At this moment, both the teacher and the student looked at each other as if they were looking at the mentally retarded.