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Regarding Chen Xun's unknown past, Ye Qingzhi thought about many possibilities, and the bad boy was just one of them.

Now that Chen Xun had finished speaking, Ye Qingzhi realized that the bad boy was just a narrative background.

Thinking of the confusion and struggle that Chen Xun experienced from turning from a bastard to a good student, the real reason behind his several impulsive fights, and the inferiority complex he had hidden in his heart that he had never told anyone about.

Thinking of these, Ye Qingzhi felt that his heart was being tightly grasped, sour and unbearable, just like what Chen Xun felt back then.

"What are you thinking, of course I will continue to like you." Ye Qingzhi stretched out his arms to hug Chen Xun, "It's not mud, my boyfriend is very nice, really."

Even the fight that made him kicked out of the house by his own father was because of seeing those excessive things.

He is obviously rebellious, but also has gentle kindness and justice.

"Ah."

Chen Xun let out a long breath, and hugged Ye Qingzhi back: "Thank you, Teacher Qingliu. It may be a bit exaggerated to say it, but I really thank you for pushing me forward, and I am now like this."

"Brother Xun." Ye Qingzhi accepted his thanks and bent his eyes at him, "You are also very good."

Ye Qingzhi is very grateful to everyone who supported and helped Chen Xun, including Chen Xun himself, otherwise, he wouldn't have such a good boyfriend now.

The scene was very tender and touching for a while.

The two cuddled together for a while, Ye Qingzhi retreated a little from Chen Xun's arms, frowned, regretfully: "Why was that red-haired person detained for five days?"

Looking at her boyfriend who was even more angry than herself, Chen Xun completely calmed down, and the resentment and disgust that used to be no longer worth paying attention to.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Anyway, we beat him up, so don't waste your energy on talking to him."

Ye Qingzhi responded, and asked hesitantly, "The other person should still be in the case."

"Yes, he won't come out in three or five years." Chen Xun pinched Ye Qingzhi's earlobe.

After some things are opened up and poured out, the rest becomes easier.

"Before I was more resistant to the competition, it was also because the rich second-generation schoolmaster was originally in the same training camp as me, and he felt sick to his stomach, so he simply didn't go."

He didn't like studying very much.Fortunately, now he has Teacher Qingliu.

Ye Qingzhi stroked Chen Xun's head affectionately.

but……

According to Chen Xun's description, he was a rebellious and rebellious devil king before, but now, he has become a sand sculpture player with a clear mind.

Ye Qingzhi shook his head secretly, feeling emotional in his heart.

Time is really a butcher's knife.

……

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After confessing the long-held past to her boyfriend, Chen Xun obviously relaxed a lot.

This excellent mentality has been maintained until the day of the league.

The top students from several schools experienced more than a month of training together, and they all felt sympathetic to each other, and they cast spells and blessings on each other before the competition.

Listening to Duan Yiran praying to his ancestors, Chen Xun was a little puzzled: "Does your great-grandpa's grandpa know about competitions?"

"...This is the power of faith." Duan Yiran didn't want to talk to him too much, and said reverently, "Also bless my Chinese cabbage and his man with good grades."

"Thank you," Chen Xun said with a majestic attitude, "I will show you the first place in the league."

The people around were speechless by his face, and said in unison: "Hey!!"

Ye Qingzhi pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the vibrant Chen Xun with comforting and loving eyes.

The duration of the league exam is the same as that of the preliminaries.Like last time, Ye Qingzhi counted until the last moment, filling almost all the draft paper.

The test questions were difficult, but he tried his best.

After walking out of the examination room, his tense muscles relaxed, and he realized how strong his hunger and soreness in his wrists were. Well, his buttocks also felt a little sore.

Top students in the hallway rubbed their wrists and twitched their hips invisibly, while blasting the difficulty of the exam.

"It's too tragic. It's the first time I did such a bad job on a big question."

"One thing to say, I drew eleven auxiliary lines for the geometry this time."

"You are not bad. I have drawn thirteen points and haven't finished it yet, and I have only made the first question in number theory."

Chen Xun came out from the examination room next door, passed through the exhausted top students, and hugged Ye Qingzhi: "I think it's okay this time, full marks may not be guaranteed, the top three should be fine. What about you?"

"Do your best and obey the destiny." Ye Qingzhi stared at the red mark on Chen Xun's face, his expression cracked, "Are you still sleeping?"

Chen Xun was ignorant of the danger: "I only slept for 10 minutes."

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

At this moment, he finally understood what it was like for the group of classmates who were chasing Chen Xun before the exam.

Thousands of words, simplified into one sentence, that is, the fist is hard.

……

After the league, the two of them completely returned to the general review.At this stage, half of their first round of review has passed, and it is estimated that a round of review will be over by the end of the term.

I don't know if it's because the high-intensity training has tempered their will. After returning to school, facing the ordinary general review, they actually have a feeling that this is it.

Ye Qingzhi reflected on this mentality for a while, then adjusted back and continued to supervise Chen Xun.

After the league, Ye Qingzhi's plan to make up for Chen Xun's shortcomings evolved to the level of a devil.

He just wanted to raise his boyfriend's points as much as possible, not because he was pissed off on the day of the competition.

When Chen Xun looked at his Chinese composition and English reading every day with a sad face, one month had passed, and the National Eleventh holiday, which was loved by all people across the country, was about to usher.

Of course, the second middle school students are very self-aware as senior high school students, and don't have much expectation for the National Day holiday.

The last class before the holiday is Lao Luo's math class.

When the get out of class was about to end, the restless voices of the students came from the distant teaching building, and the atmosphere was very festive.

It made Zhiyuan Building even more desolate.

Tang Weibin, who was sitting by the window, wept: "If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, instead of watching them cheer if there is no holiday."

His tablemate also said sadly: "Happiness belongs to them, we have nothing."

The voices of the two of them were not well controlled, and they were a little louder.

For a time, the entire classroom of Class Five was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

Lao Luo put down the triangular board with some helplessness: "Remember to write down the problem-solving ideas of the derivative of this question, it is very useful. In addition, you will not make up classes during the [-]th long holiday."

After a few seconds of silence in the classroom, earth-shattering ghost screams broke out.

"Really? Really?? Old class, you didn't lie to us, did you?!"

"Damn it, I thought I only had two days off, are we going to have a transition?"

Chen Xun looked at the ghostly screaming students, his heart was shocked, and he secretly asked Ye Qingzhi: "Is your school so ruthless in making up lessons?"

Ye Qingzhi: "It's just the tradition of the Second Middle School. Listen to what Lao Luo has to say."

On the podium, Lao Luo had to knock on the blackboard to signal everyone to be quiet.

"It's true, our school was reported some time ago, and someone will come to the school to check, so we won't commit crimes against the wind."

What a humble reason.

Without waiting for everyone to express their thoughts, Lao Luo said the whole thing: "However, the grade group discussed it. We will start online classes from the third day of the holiday. We will talk about extended topics, and the information will be posted in the group. The principle is voluntary."

The students felt their hearts were dead: "..."

What's the difference between this and supplementary lessons?At a time like this, wouldn’t you be taking classes on a voluntary basis?

In any case, the holiday online class has been decided.

After the initial depression, the students began to comfort themselves one after another.Anyway, the online class is at home, who knows if you can paddle or not.

Thank you, my heart is dead, but not completely dead.

……

Ye Qingzhi returned home with a box of books and clothes.

What greeted him was Ye Chezhi's extremely penetrating cry.

"What's the matter, brother?" Ye Qingzhi put down the suitcase, followed the voice to the master bedroom, "Why are you crying so badly?"

Ms. Lin's eyes were slightly darkened, and she sighed: "If you have a cold, children will cry when they are not feeling well."

Ye Qingzhi grabbed the rattle beside the bed, and clumsily shook it a few times in front of Ye Che.The always well-behaved Ye Chezhi ignored his elder brother and continued to sob.

Facts have proved that Ms. Lin is right.Two days before the holiday, Ye Chezhi's cold came back and forth, and Ye Qingzhi listened to him cry for almost two days.

"Do you want to go to the hospital again?" Ye Qingzhi felt that the flesh on his brother's face was a little less.

"Well, I hope you get better soon." Ms. Lin touched her youngest son's forehead, "Xiao Qing, why don't you go to Xiao Xun's house for a few days? Xiao Che's behavior affects you a lot."

"Don't you need me to help take care of your brother?"

Ms. Lin smiled: "We are enough. You are now in the third year of high school. It is better to go to a cleaner place."

That night, Ye Qingzhi dragged the box to Chen Xun's house.

The security uncle in the community was already very familiar with Ye Qingzhi, and he felt the wonderful brotherhood while letting him in.

On the third day of the holiday, eight o'clock in the morning.

The first online class has started.All science classes except the experimental class have the same class. The current live broadcast number is 350, and it is still increasing.

Therefore, although the principle is voluntary, everyone is still very active.

Chen Xun placed the two computers side by side on the table, and logged into their accounts.

Coincidentally, the first class is Lao Luo's mathematics class, and the problem of derivative zero is expanded.

Chen Xun glanced at the screen, and after confirming that it was the topic he knew, he asked Ye Qingzhi: "Are you hungry? I didn't have breakfast, so I'll go to warm up the milk?"

On the first day of the online class, the couple slept in pairs and didn't wake up until 57:[-].

Ye Qingzhi had a nasal voice: "Okay. I want to add oats."

"As ordered."

On the screen, Lao Luo spoke impassionedly about a sample question. After finishing the lecture, perhaps with the intention of showing off the top students in his class, he said to more than 400 students: "For the following question, I would like to ask Chen from Class Five to Classmate Xun, tell me about the idea of ​​solving the problem. Chen Xun? Can you open the camera?"

Ye Qingzhi was lowering his head to calculate the extreme point, and raised his head slowly.

The moment he looked up, Lao Luo connected to Chen Xun's voice and camera.

Then Ye Qingzhi's face was revealed.

Lao Luo frowned: "???"

The students were also taken aback, and then quickly posted barrage in the comment area.

Ye Qingzhi: "..." Fuck, what should he do.

"Qingzhi, the milk is ready."

It's so hard to die, Chen Xun completed his task, and walked in with a cup: "It's a little hot, let's drink it after a while...Why is your expression so strange?"

Ye Qingzhi pointed to the computer, and there was a hint of death in his concise words: "I'm asking you, the camera is on."

"...?"

Chen Xun slowly put down his cup, stood behind Ye Qingzhi, and silently greeted more than 400 classmates through the camera.

"……Hi?"

The author has something to say:

How does it feel to be discovered by more than 400 classmates when you live together with your boyfriend for a short time?

Brother Xun: Still... okay?

Teacher Qingliu: I don’t want to laugh anymore.

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