Rebirth of Guqin

It was Long Ziqi, it would be much more convenient for him to ask for leave in the future.

But at this time, Zhou Yiqing didn't know what Long Ziqi was thinking. He just had a bad premonition, but he didn't know who was targeting him. Instead, looking at the constantly updated votes on the podium, he felt a kind of It's a bad feeling.

Generally speaking, when selecting a class committee, the so-called voting is that one person holds the ticket and reads, and then another person draws orthographic characters under the name of that person on the blackboard.Moreover, the people selected on the ballots generally have their names on the blackboard, and the gap between them is relatively wide, so it is quite easy to choose them.

However, this time Zhou Yiqing was eye-opening. He obviously didn't go up, but why could he see his name on it?Although he didn't specify which position he is in, his number of votes can be said to be directly catching up with Long Ziqi.

Turning his head, Zhou Yiqing looked at Long Ziqi, and intuitively told him what Long Ziqi knew.

"I just told you that Teacher Yuan is staring at you." Long Ziqi shrugged his shoulders, as if he had completely forgotten that he had just kept this matter a secret.

Lying on the table in frustration, Zhou Yiqing made up his mind to turn down any position that required him to take up.His current time really does not allow him to devote his energy to these shifts.

"By the way, Zhou Yiqing, I haven't asked you yet, how are you and your teacher Tang doing now?" Probably looking at Zhou Yiqing's disheartened Yang, Long Ziqi couldn't bear it, so he quickly changed the subject. .

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Qingzhi was mentioned, Zhou Yiqing's spirit immediately improved: "Well, Teacher Tang and I have decided to be together. But, I dare not come out." It was indoctrinated by those rotten women in the class.

"Come out?" Sure enough, Long Ziqi didn't know what coming out was.

"It's just like you being known by your family." Carefully avoiding Teacher Yuan's gaze, Zhou Yiqing's tone contained a trace of disappointment that he himself hadn't noticed.

Long Ziqi nodded slightly: "Indeed. But your teacher Tang should arrange it for you, so you don't need to worry so much. The number of votes has come out, and you seem to be in trouble." Long Ziqi Qi motioned Zhou Yiqing to look at the blackboard.

The votes on the blackboard have been counted, and it is very obvious that Long Ziqi almost passed with all votes, and the few votes for him were not cast.And Zhou Yiqing...Zhou Yiqing looked at his statistic which was only three votes lower than Long Ziqi, and really didn't know what to say.

Why did he do nothing, is this the result?

"Okay, let's announce the results." Teacher Yuan walked to the podium, swept aside the statistical slips, and opened the class record book: "Squad leader: Long Ziqi; group secretary: Zhou Yiqing... ...do you have any questions?"

The class was quiet. In fact, this kind of talk was just a routine question, and it was usually used as a facade.

"Teacher," Zhou Yiqing took advantage of this moment to stand up, it was an opportunity anyway, so it was useless: "I am not running for class committee."

"Sit down. Which student in the class will explain Zhou Yiqing's doubts?" Looking at the students sitting below Zhou Yiqing, Teacher Yuan picked up a girl casually.

"Because Zhou Yiqing is very good. Although Zhou Yiqing did not participate in the election, I believe that Zhou Yiqing will make our class a higher level." This is the propaganda committee member in the class. Zhou Yiqing has to admit that this girl is very can speak.

"Student Zhou Yiqing, do you have any questions?" Teacher Yuan asked the girl to sit down and turned to Zhou Yiqing again.

"I often ask for leave for personal reasons, so I'm not suitable to be the secretary of the Communist Youth League." Zhou Yiqing stood up and explained the problem clearly.

"During high school, the primary job of the league secretary was to assist the monitor. You just need to keep in touch with the monitor and not fall behind in your studies." Teacher Yuan directly blocked Zhou Yiqing's words: "Is there anything else?"

"No, thank you teacher." Sitting down again, the position of Communist Youth League Secretary was officially placed on Zhou Yiqing's head, making Zhou Yiqing, a "commoner" who had never held any position, look at Long Ziqi with a wry smile.

"It's okay." With one hand on Zhou Yiqing's neck, Long Ziqi looked very treacherous: "From now on, our brothers will make our class a key class that has never been seen before or since. Come on!"

"Okay. What's the matter, as long as I can do it, I will definitely cooperate with you." Zhou Yiqing still had some resistance to Long Ziqi's private twitching, but gave Long Ziqi an ambiguous reply.

However, Long Ziqi was still very satisfied with Zhou Yiqing's statement: "If this is the case, then I will let you go at noon today."

With a long sigh of relief, Zhou Yiqing didn't feel so disgusted with the position of party secretary, and Zhou Yiqing also found that if he had such luck every time, he could really buy lottery tickets.

75. A teapot with a lid

"Okay, that's the end of the class committee election. Now the class officially begins." Mr. Yuan took out his lesson plan from the drawer of the podium and turned on the projector: "This is the first lesson of our high school Chinese. No turning over the pages of the book or looking at the projector during the first class."

Although the way of teaching has changed somewhat, the final content has not changed much.Zhou Yiqing and Long Ziqi sat in their seats, trying their best to absorb the knowledge taught by the teacher, and corroborate it with what they thought of during the preview, and find out their own shortcomings.

A week passed quickly in everyone's study and life.It seems that apart from living in school, the lives of Zhou Yiqing and Long Ziqi have not changed in any way compared to before.

"Qingzhi." Zhou Yiqing went directly to the hospital as soon as school was over at noon on Saturday, and excitedly opened the door of the ward, but found that there was no one inside.

"Mr. Zhou," a nurse opened the door and entered, holding a piece of food in his hand: "Mr. Tang has to leave for a while because of some matters, let us see you before we go out and let you wait in the ward." A while. This is also the lunch that Mr. Tang ordered to buy for you, and Mr. Tang will be back later."

"I'm sorry to trouble you. Thank you." Watching the nurse put the lunch on the bedside table, Zhou Yiqing thanked the nurse gently.After the nurse left the ward, he sat on the head of the bed and opened the food.

Looking at the familiar dishes and tastes in the thermos, Zhou Yiqing knew that they were made in the kitchen of Tang Qing's house without having to taste them.Every dish is his favorite, this once familiar taste really made him miss it for an unknown amount of time.

It was probably Tang Qingzhi's intentional explanation, so the portion of the food was just enough to fill Zhou Yiqing without being too full.Since the evening self-study in high school lasts until ten o'clock in the evening, and he has to do his homework after returning to the dormitory, Zhou Yiqing, who has not had a good night's sleep for a whole week, can't stop falling asleep under the warm autumn sun. Infected by insects, he lay on Tang Qingzhi's hospital bed and fell asleep.

Although the quilt is often changed, there is still the smell of Tang Qingzhi on it, even if it is very weak, but it will not go away for a long time, as if it can extend all the way to the most beautiful dream.

When Tang Qingzhi came back from the outside and opened the door, this was what he saw - Zhou Yiqing was lying sideways on the bed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if immersed in such a beautiful dream.

Gently closing the door, Tang Qingzhi didn't want to disturb Zhou Yiqing's sleep, so she took off her stern suit and changed into the casual attire she often displayed in front of Zhou Yiqing. Tang Qingzhi sat on the head of the bed, touching Touching Zhou Yiqing's long hair, he quietly looked at Zhou Yiqing's face that was still a little immature in his sleep.

Yiqing, he really couldn't wait any longer.

Leaning down, Tang Qingzhi slightly squeezed Zhou Yiqing's lips, sucking slowly.Gently, it won't make Zhou Yiqing feel pain, but it can let Tang Qingzhi taste his unique sweet taste.

The reddish lips are full and smooth, carrying the youthful feeling unique to teenagers, and they can melt away like jelly in the mouth.

The lips are slightly parted, and the teeth are neatly arranged, probably because I lay on the bed after eating, and the taste of the food is still in the mouth, it seems that I can know how much the owner likes the food that has been in the mouth .

"Hmm..." Probably feeling something, Zhou Yiqing murmured while half awake, just in time for Tang Qingzhi to break in, grab his tongue, and dance with him.

Using the tongue instead of the touch of the fingers, he touched the somewhat rough front palate and the warm cheeks... Finally, he slowly caught the tongue that automatically hid behind, entangled and caressed lovingly.

Sensing Zhou Yiqing's shortness of breath, Tang Qingzhi slowly pulled away from Zhou Yiqing's mouth, lingering on Zhou Yiqing's lips, took a small bite before leaving with difficulty.Between the mouth, a slender silver thread was stretched longer and longer, until Tang Qingzhi sat upright, it broke as if he couldn't bear it, and flew obliquely into the somewhat ragged skirt.

"Qingzhi..." Awakened by the feeling of suffocation, Zhou Yiqing half-opened his eyes sleepily, as if he saw Tang Qingzhi's figure, and wanted to stop him, but the hoarse voice that he had no choice but made himself They were all shocked.

"Yiqing, are you seducing me?" For the first time, Tang Qingzhi showed a wry smile on his always smiling face. Facing Zhou Yiqing, his voice was also unusually hoarse.

seduce?Zhou Yiqing, who hadn't fully woken up, was still in a mess in his head.