The scumbag looks at me wrong

Before Qi Sheng went to bed, he had only one thought, that he must ask Li Juan to apply for a change of dormitory tomorrow.

Why did he have it because of Wen Si? When he thought that it was because of Wen Si that he had that impulse, Qi Sheng felt uncomfortable all over, and even had the idea of ​​staying away from Wen Si in his heart.

He didn't know if Wen Si felt it. In the darkness, the scorching heat radiated from the depths of his body to his neck and cheeks. He turned over and rubbed his face with the quilt before falling into a deep sleep.

Drowsy, Wen Si seemed to have gone to the toilet, Qi Sheng didn't even know when he would come back.

Early the next morning, Qi Sheng woke up early.

He glanced at the culprit who was sleeping soundly, and recited "Will Enter the Wine" in his heart.

Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea without returning.

Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow...

"Qi Sheng—" An inaudible murmur pierced the silence and tranquility of the morning...

Qi Sheng couldn't carry on reciting, opened his eyes and fell into deep thought.

……

"Squad leader, what's wrong with your forehead?" Xu Cui took a closer look, and there was a small bruise on Ji Shengnan's forehead, which was especially obvious on his fair face.

Ji Shengnan let down a few strands of hair, trying to cover it.

"I reviewed too late yesterday and knocked on the bathroom door in a daze. Is it obvious?"

It was rare for the squad leader to speak so softly to him, Xu Cui stammered, "It's... okay!"

She turned her head to look at Qi Sheng who was chatting with Wen Si, the light in her eyes dimmed a bit.

"Squad leader, you don't seem very happy today. Didn't the old class say that your grades are ten points higher this time than last time? Don't push yourself too hard, or your body and mind won't be able to bear it." Xu Cui himself also has this feeling This kind of experience, although he is in the top ten, his father didn't force anything, just let him continue to maintain it, but the pressure in it can be felt by himself, if one slackens, the people behind will catch up quickly.

Just one point is really important.

"Thank you, Xu Cui. You too, don't work too hard."

Xu Cui waved his hand with a smile, and went to chat with Wen Si at the back.

"Wen Daqian, you are awesome this time, you can get [-]% in the Chinese test, and one-third of the score in the composition."

Wen Si was very proud, "Who gave me a good deskmate, who urged me to make continuous progress. Right, Lao Qi."

Qi Sheng doesn't care about him.

"Hey, there is a bruise on both of your foreheads." Xu Cui took a closer look, suspecting that forehead bumps are popular today.

Qi Sheng's complexion was fair, and the bruise was like a stain splashed on white paper, making it an eyesore.

"What's it called?" Wen Si raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Wen Daqiang, I found that you are really good at focusing on the key points. If you become a lawyer one day, you can't make your client angry." Xu Cui pointed at Ji Shengnan's position, "Squad leader, she said she hit the door up."

Xu Cui whispered his doubts, "However, I think the squad leader's wound seems to have been hit by something."

Wen Si glanced at Ji Shengnan's position, and there was some deep meaning in his eyes, but in the end he just said to Xu Cui, "I think you can go to forensic medicine."

Xu Cui: "No, my dad will beat me to death."

Wen Si: "No, I will collect the corpse for you. Tell me, what material should the coffin be made of? I have money."

Xu Cui, "..."

I can't talk today.

After thinking for a while, Xu Cui said again, "Is the one made of golden nanmu okay? Or the one made of crystal is also fine."

Wen Si, "..."

Qi Sheng, "..."

"Student Qi Sheng, come out for a while." Director Xu wandered from which class to the door of Class [-]. He stood at the door of the classroom and waved to Qi Sheng.

Just as Qi Sheng stood up, Wen Si also stood up, and Director Xu yelled, "Wen Si, sit down and read a book."

Wen Si, who had just pulled the chair away, "..." pulled the chair back again, sticking his butt back again.

Director Xu took Qi Sheng to the corner of the corridor to talk. Wen Si could only see Qi Sheng with his back turned to him, but he couldn't hear the voice, and he frequently looked out the window.

Director Xu saw Wen Si's small movements, smiled and patted Qi Sheng on the shoulder, saying, "I will leave the burden of supervising Wen Si's study to you." This sentence ended the topic.

"What did Lao Xu tell you?" Wen Si observed Qi Sheng's cold expression, and felt that Director Xu had said something bad.

Qi Sheng slapped Wen Si's approaching face away with a slap, and lowered his head to do his homework.

Wen Si moved the stool to Xu Cui's side, and tapped his desk, "Look at your dad who is so angry with my old Qi that he ignores me."

Xu Cui said helplessly, "Classmate Wen, you are the only one who can be angry with Qi Sheng, please."

"You are a big man, can you not be so motherly when you talk?" He pointed to his arm, "Look at you scaring people, the hairs are standing on end."

"The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone!" Xu Cui roared, his momentum was exactly the same as that of his father, Director Xu, and he was immersed in the endorsement, unable to extricate himself.

"Damn it, I'm so scared to death—" Wen Si returned to his seat resentfully, holding his frightened little heart.

……

Qi Sheng didn't go back this weekend. It wasn't because he didn't have time. The monthly exam had just passed, and Li Juan and the teachers of the various subjects assigned little homework. They were only asked to copy the wrong questions on the exam papers, so it was considered a relaxing weekend.

However, the task assigned to him by Director Xu made him wonder if it was Wen Si's conspiracy.

Otherwise, he wondered why he didn't go home on weekends, and couldn't think about squatting in the dormitory to give Wen Si that idiot a make-up lesson.

"At the same table, you have to be patient with me. I have an IQ like mine. The courses you want to teach have to start from the first grade of junior high school. How can you come to the difficult one all at once? You are not embarrassing me. Are you challenging yourself too?"

"Shut up and copy your wrong question."

Wen Si's test papers, except for English, the other subjects are not bad, but he is soft on copying the wrong questions, but he keeps talking non-stop.

"Old Qi, this is your fault. As the saying goes—" Wen Si's stool was kicked over, but fortunately he was good at it, and he jumped up with one hand on the ground, "A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't use his hands. You can do it, it doesn't fit your refined and elegant setting. You should convince others with virtue."

Qi Sheng felt that if he tolerated this idiot any longer, he would not be far from going crazy.

Qi Sheng punched him in the face, but was firmly held by Wen Si. When he pulled, it was like replaying a movie scene. He cut Qi Sheng's hand behind his back with force. Qi Sheng couldn't struggle, and Wen Si's mouth left Qi Sheng's ears were very close, and the breath he exhaled made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

Just when the two were in a stalemate and no one was convinced, Zhang Guanglei was holding a bag of barbecue in his left hand, a box of fried snails and a box of thirteen-flavored crayfish in his right hand, and Xu Cui was holding a dozen of beer packaged into books, Knocked open the door of their dormitory which was concealed with his foot.

"Oh my god, what the hell are you doing?" The two people outside the door were stunned. If they didn't know that the delicious food in their hands was bought with money, they would definitely be like on TV. They were so scared that everything fell to the ground, and then pointed Tremblingly pointing at the culprit.

The strange eyes lingered on the two of them for a while, then turned around tacitly, Zhang Guanglei let out an "ah" and said very considerately, "Go ahead, come to our dormitory to eat after you're done."

Qi Sheng was facing the direction of the dormitory door, and Wen Si was sticking to him from behind, except that Qi Sheng was unable to move with his hands twisted behind his back, in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that they were really intimate.

Wen Si let go of Qi Sheng's hands, and shouted towards the door, "Get back."

The two who didn't leave the door and planned to watch the play immediately entered the door, put their things on the desk by the window, and started gossiping, "Brother Wen, big brother Qi Sheng, what were you doing just now?"

Qi Sheng rubbed his wrists, glared at Wen Si, and sat back on the bed.

Wen Si stared at the glaring five-fingerprints on Qi Sheng's wrist, and couldn't help thinking, how could a man's skin be so white, so tender, like a little girl.

"Auntie the housekeeper would let you come up with these things?" Wen Si felt inconceivable.

Last time, he asked the driver to deliver chicken soup, and planned to take it back to the dormitory to drink with Qi Sheng.

Who knows.

"Student Wen Si, is this chicken soup?" Auntie Guanlu Husu jumped out of nowhere, she was always elusive, maybe it came from the smell of chicken soup, Wen Si thought to himself.

"Well, do you want to drink?" Wen Si shook the small thermos in his hand at her, "It's not enough to drink. Next time, I'll ask someone to bring some more and share half with you."

"Just drink it." Auntie the dorm manager was amused by him, "There are rules in the dormitory, these things can't be taken upstairs, you go to my office to drink."

Wen Si hesitated for a moment, planning to rush forward.

The dormitory auntie saw what he was thinking and reminded, "Class points will be deducted."

Wen Si: "Then I will get half of my roommate's drink, so I have to bring him up."

"It's not easy." The dormitory manager walked back to the radio room and turned on the radio, clapped twice, and then said, "Student Qi Sheng, your roommate Wen Si brought you chicken soup, but due to dormitory regulations, you can't bring it , please come down and drink, thank you for your cooperation."

Wen Si, "..."

Qi Sheng, who was working on a question, "..."

Other boarding students who packed up their things and prepared to go to evening self-study, "..."

When did the classmates become so friendly and kind, they even had to drink chicken soup together.

"Didn't I tell Auntie the dorm manager that my father, Director Xu, asked me to celebrate you, so we brought it in. If the secret is revealed someday, my golden nanmu or crystal coffin is ready."

Yes, the whole school knew that Director Xu cared about Wen Si to the point of asking about his health and care.

Those who didn't know, thought Wen Si was Director Xu's own.

Wen Si had achieved good results in this monthly exam. Director Xu had to go on stage to give a speech after each radio gymnastics. Taking Wen Si as an example, he boasted and boasted.

"Then why doesn't she let me bring up my chicken soup? It's too deceiving."

Mentioning his chicken soup, Qi Sheng felt ashamed all his life, and Zhang Guanglei also bowed his head and smiled sullenly.

"Let's chat while eating. The weather is cold, and the barbecue will be cold quickly." Xu Cui opened the packing bag, "When you become the teaching director one day, even if you carry a roasted whole lamb back to the dormitory, the auntie in charge will not I'll take care of you."