two-way provocation

Early morning.

Qi Mingyu walked up to the viewing bridge over the river along the waterfall-like neon lights, and returned to the place where the motorcycle was parked just now.

Seeing a white figure sitting quietly on the railing facing the river, he handed him a cup of hot soybean milk bought from a nearby 24-hour convenience store.

"Thank you." Jin Chen turned around and took it, held the warm paper cup in his palm, and took a sip from it.

The unexpected sweet taste made him bow his head and smile: "I thought it was coffee."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Qi Mingyu also held the cup in one hand and crossed the fence, and sat on a bridge pier that was not too high with both feet in the air.

Looking into the distance, under the light of the orange lights, the surface of the river swayed by the cold wind sparkles, like tiny stars kneading into the waves.

Jin Chen nodded, then raised his wrist and glanced.The two of them traveled through a small half of the city on the same locomotive just now, and now the hour hand on the dial has already passed three o'clock.

Maybe the usual work and rest are too regular, and occasionally staying up late feels very excited, or maybe it is too comfortable to get along with the people around him. At this moment, he actually had a crazy idea of ​​sitting here waiting for the sunrise.

"In a better mood?" Qi Mingyu just took a deep breath of the cold wind from the river to clear his mind, drank the soy milk in one gulp, and played with the empty paper cup.

"I've always been good..." But someone over there might be going to die of anger.

Jin Chen turned back with a little guilt in his heart, and glanced at the bridge head. Jin Shen, who was wearing casual private clothes, was full of displeasure, leaning against the door with his arms folded, waiting for orders.

Qi Mingyu also followed his gaze, and by coincidence, he met the fierce eyes of the personal bodyguard.

This person has been recalled from several consecutive vacations thanks to himself, and he is afraid that he has already been moved to the permanent blacklist.

"Working in security, meeting an employer like you is enough to worry about." Qi Mingyu suddenly asked curiously: "Is he paid well?"

The young master sitting beside him raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

Qi Mingyu sneered: "Bungee jumping is almost like tying a rope."

Jin Chen couldn't help lowering his head and laughing, and it took half a minute to answer his question: "I don't know the details, but the basic salary is to provide all basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, and an extra million annual salary."

"Hey, isn't it just a humanoid monitoring machine according to what you said? Classroom classes, competition training, late night self-study, seven in the morning and twelve in the evening, except for sleeping time, the two of us are together."

Qi Mingyu joked casually: "The price is negotiable, why don't you consider quitting him and hiring me?"

"Can you obey what you say, and don't mention the one who is on call in advance. You can change my last name first."

Jin Chen leaned over the railing and tapped on the handrail, and added gently: "Besides, didn't you say that billionaires should spare their lives? I actually want to live a few more years."

"...a quick learner." The person who started this topic raised the corners of his lips and did not continue.

The teenagers had nothing to do with the sunrise on this day. Before dawn, Jin Chen, who was starting to feel sleepy, was urged to go back by Qi Mingyu.

Unsurprisingly, the two people who got home to bed at four or five o'clock were both late and missed the morning self-study.

Ten points were deducted from the second study group again.

Looking at the unusual negative two hundred in the scoring column on the upper right corner of the blackboard, Meng Ju finally realized that he could no longer sit still, or he would lose his hand sooner or later because of the penalty.

In the questioning session in the math class, Xueshen raised his hand to seize the opportunity without hesitation, and by the way, he also brought the front desk of the arm pillow to catch up on sleep.

"Fuck, which question is it?" Qi Mingyu was sleeping in a daze, only to feel that someone picked up his neck, and when he opened his eyes, he had already hung it on the blackboard to do the question.

Actually, Meng Ju wasn't too sure. He just heard the word "additional points" when he was wandering away. He waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry about the question, even if you recite pi backwards, you have to answer it for me."

"Okay." Qi Mingyu didn't even wake up, he threw a piece of chalk over and hit his head, and asked in a deep voice: "Only you can start."

The students eating melons under the podium laughed for a long time.

Seeing that these two people really don't look sober, finally an "enthusiastic" partner whispered: "Brother Qi, you are the finale of page 42..."

Only then did Qi Mingyu open the exercise book and find the corresponding questions.

The young female math teacher took advantage of the spare time to go downstairs to check the homework of the students.

When she looked up to see the progress of the two in solving the problem, she was stunned for two seconds by the densely packed drawings and formulas on the half of the blackboard.

"Qi Mingyu, turn over ten pages in your exercise book for me. I haven't talked about this hyperbolic question type yet."

The person who was only one step away from finding the standard equation paused for a moment, and turned his head with sleepy eyes squinted. All the students in the classroom were silent, and they couldn't remember who made the mistake just now.

It's outrageous. Could it be that he has such a good temper in the eyes of this group of people?

In the last week of the end of November, Fengwai took the phased exam, and issued the report card before the Friday holiday.

Overall, everyone's performance has not changed much.

Meng Ju topped the list with 700 points;

Qi Mingyu is second and Bai Junyang is immobile for the 3th year;

Qi Ran lost one place, and the school ranked sixth;

Xiao Xiao improved one place, and the school ranked eighth.

Jin Chen managed to pull the average ranking of the whole group to three digits by himself.

The second study group is still a clear situation with five gods and one scumbag.In addition to failing the settlement, the monthly evaluation ended in shame with a score of minus 300.

Before school was over that day, the weak and helpless student at the top of the list sat in his seat and copied Mencius's "Born in Sorrow, Died in Peace" by hand. its muscles...

At the end of the copy, there is only one sigh from the bottom of my heart: None of those few students who competed is a good person.

Meng Ju was not the only one who suffered from the huge amount of fines for plagiarism.

After Qi Mingyu filled three sheets of A4 paper, he remembered that an intelligent robot that could write cursive script had appeared at Max's press conference a long time ago. He seemed to have seen the original original version when he first went to see a private collection.

I sent a WeChat message to Jin Chen to inquire, and got a very straightforward reply from him.

[Then you find time to come here. ]

What time are you looking for?Tired of homework, Qi Mingyu put on his coat and went straight out.

On the way, when I browsed the official website of Max products, I still couldn’t forget to sigh. There is a deskmate in the Ai industry at home, which really makes people appreciate the convenience brought by technology.

This weekend is a rare good weather in early winter.

When Qi Mingyu got off the car in front of Zhoushan villa, many servants in the manor were tending the flowers in the greenhouse.

Because when Young Master Jin was injured a while ago, Qi Mingyu often came to the house, and the uncle housekeeper was already quite familiar with him, so he directly appointed someone to lead him in with a smile.

Even after visiting many times, what Qi Mingyu has seen is only the tip of the iceberg of the huge manor.He was led down the long French staircase by the foreign maid all the way to the slightly secluded basement floor.Although I found it strange, due to the language barrier, I could only follow silently.

Finally, the maid stopped in front of a raised white double door, nodded politely and left.

This is a private indoor ice rink.

A light-colored figure wearing skates is sliding along with a light rhythm male foreign language song.

The slender figure walks freely on the ice, spinning with joy.

It is almost impossible to see that he has the backswing power, and he directly took off the difficult 3A jump, and after landing in the air, he took a smooth and flawless 2T back and outside ice.

The whole set of movements is clean and stable.

The noble temperament of Jin Chen perfectly blends with this elegant sport.

It doesn't even matter about his extremely handsome appearance, only the pure white light and shadow under his feet, mixed with the rising ice foam, is dazzling and charming.

Even if Qi Mingyu, as a layman, can't tell whether the movement skills are standard, but only from the perspective of personal sense...

quite beautiful.

The charm of this guy is infinitely magnified at this moment, like a stunning work of art, it is impossible not to appreciate it.

Qi Mingyu remembered that the night he watched the stars in the sandpit, he heard him mention during the chat that his favorite thing had something to do with ice and snow, and it looked like figure skating.

The teenager, who was skating slowly for half a circle at a constant speed in the center of the field, raised his leg again and performed a Bellman spin.

This kind of original movement that creates a sense of suffocation is relatively rare for male figure skaters due to their inferior flexibility.

But the person in front of him was almost straight and straight, making Qi Mingyu stunned when he saw it.

It wasn't until now that Jin Chen noticed that there was already a person standing at the door. Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to expect that Qi Mingyu would arrive so early.

Stopping to practice skating and coming to the door, the tone is still gentle: "How long have you been here?"

Qi Mingyu squinted his eyes with such a free and easy movement of raising his legs, and smiled in disbelief: "Which page are you on in The Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

"..." Jin Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, his slightly lighter pupils flickered twice, and then he answered the question by himself: "It seems that you have been here for a while, will you?"

In my impression, Qi Mingyu is omnipotent. The boy touched the ice surface with the edge of the skates, as if to indicate that speed skating should also be considered an extreme sport.

"Don't dare."

These words came from Qi Mingyu's heart.He could skate, but there was no need to humiliate himself in this place.

With the viciousness of this guy in front of him, he would be sorry for the private ice rink built with huge sums of money if he didn't rub himself into mud on the ground.

"I've practiced for a long time. I can withstand the three-week Axel jump in the air."

Jin Chen raised his hand and stroked his forehead twice, and responded with a smile: "I started school at the age of six, and now I'm considered old and useless."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly saw suspicious eyes from his deskmate, so he had no choice but to add: "Yes, I have never grown up since I was a child, and figure skating is the only thing I have persisted in."

Qi Mingyu only heard half of it, and then unconsciously turned his gaze to the person in front of him.Because his clothes were too thin, when he got close, he could almost see the fair complexion from his chest.

"..."

Jin Chen turned his body subconsciously, and said softly, "You wait for me in the living room, and I'll change clothes." After speaking, he slid to the lounge beside him.

"Oh, it's gone." Qi Mingyu laughed sarcastically: "Did you forget that you took off your clothes and joined me in the hot spring sauna?"

Jin Chen stopped, turned around and responded word by word: "I didn't take off my clothes."

"Ask your bodyguard if you take it off..." In the middle of speaking, Qi Shao was threatened by someone's gaze, and stopped talking with a smile.

"I'll wait for you in the living room."