Ye Qingzhi watched the jubilant barrage for a while, and then began to wonder whose fans this group of fans are.

- Dad!Are you listening, Dad!Go see your good brother hahahahaha, he is waiting for you.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Ye Qingzhi: "That's the decision. I'll record after the second half. You guys are not benevolent. Don't blame Dad."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingzhi clicked on Weibo and saw the latest Weibo from East of Sanshui.

[@三水之东: 〔picture〕@is a clear stream not a mudslide, brother, I modified it according to what you said last time, take a look, do you like this style? 】

A group of fans below were laughing and asking him why he only asked Qingliu if he liked it, and why didn't he ask them this group of fans.

Ye Qingzhi opened the picture and looked at it, and found that the painting was in line with the level of the east of Sanshui, and the speed of grain production was so high that it was amazing.

Worthy of a seal applause.

However, Ye Qingzhi couldn't boast now, so he could only reply coldly.

-Good.

East of Sanshui replied immediately.

- as long as you like it.

The onlookers burst into earth-shattering booing again, and the cp fans were caught in the middle and ate food secretly, making them happy.

A new fan asked Sanshui why he was so nice to Qingliu. Fortunately, Sanshui flopped the card, and he naturally replied, "Of course a good brother should be nice to him."

Ye Qingzhi looked at the more and more distorted comments in this building, and couldn't bear it, he used his mobile phone to log in to Weibo and poked Sanshui Zhidong privately.

- Reflect on yourself, are your words and deeds too generous? !

Would it really damage his image as a straight man?

The East of Sanshui looked aggrieved.

-I regard you as a good brother, but you despise me.

Ye Qingzhi: "..." What misunderstanding do you have about your good brother!

-East of Sanshui: We are good brothers, it is normal for me to treat you well.Don't be disturbed by the fans, if you don't like it, I can talk about it.Don't be angry, we are innocent brothers.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Wait...wait, he actually thought it made sense, and made him feel a little guilty for judging the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Ye Qingzhi didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only secretly click on the Shuangshui Chaohua that the fans said.Accidentally brushed out a colored joke with a picture.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

This picture... this picture just stabbed the straight man's eyes!

Even more subtle...

He looked at his fan jokes and little porn pictures, and the hardness changed shamefully a little bit.

Must be influenced by fans!

Ye Qingzhi turned off the computer with a distorted expression, walked to the bathroom erratically, and began to recite the Qingxin Sutra silently in front of the mirror.

"The heart is like water, moving without being startled, and resting in peace; a life of a hundred years, not fettered by foreign objects..."

The Meditation Sutra, which is full of upright and pure breath, becomes ethereal after being added in the bathroom, and it makes people feel faintly Zen...

Ye Qingzhi read it twice, suppressed his reaction, and began to write the paper with a face of asceticism.

-

The remaining month of the summer vacation was spent in Ye Qingzhi's review and writing papers, and it was a lot faster.

In the second year of high school, students should be divided into liberal arts and sciences, and they should be divided into classes again.The day before the start of school, Ye Qingzhi came to the school to register and check the class placement.

Ye Qingzhi glanced at the bulletin board and found that he was assigned to the fifth class.

Many people came to see the class placement in advance, and a group of people crowded in front of the bulletin board, yelling and yelling to recognize their relatives everywhere while watching.

This situation made Ye Qingzhi inexplicably think of a big brother he met a month ago.

After hesitating for a while, Ye Qingzhi, who had already walked away, turned his head again, squinted his eyes and looked at all the students in the class, and found that there were five names with the pronunciation of Xun in their names.

Ye Qingzhi: "..." Forget it, let it be.

After reading the class schedule, Ye Qingzhi took the luggage to the dormitory.

In order not to let the brat interfere with me!In order to study hard, don't play computer!From the second year of high school!he!It's time to stay!

Hey!

The dormitory is 302, and Ye Qingzhi moved the luggage to the third floor.In the dormitory of the No. [-] Middle School, there are four people in the first and second grades, and two people in the third grade.The dormitory is in good condition, spacious enough, equipped with a series of hardware such as bathroom fan and air conditioner.

Ye Qingzhi was very satisfied.

He went around and found that none of his roommates had come yet.

Ye Qingzhi chose a top berth and spent more than half an hour tidying up his things.

After finishing it, Ye Qingzhi sat on the bed, thinking about the dormitory of the same class in the school, and he didn't know who in the class shared the dormitory with him.After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure out why, so I took the subway home.

……

In the evening, when Ye Qingzhi was having dinner, Ms. Lin kept picking up vegetables for him in a very abnormal way. This rare behavior could only show one meaning - "Eat your last meal well, and you will be on your way after eating."

Ye Qingzhi thought that this was the last meal he ate at home before he stayed, and felt a little sad for no reason.

Eat more bowls and eat more bowls.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qingzhi touched Class [-], greeted the classmates he knew before, and then sat in the last row as usual.

It's school, and I'm a little excited when I think about it.

Most of the students in the class knew each other. They had just started school, and they gathered together to discuss interesting things about the summer vacation. The classrooms in the whole building were very noisy.

Ye Qingzhi propped his chin and watched the new students walk into the class one by one, counting how many he had known before.

After ten minutes or so, almost everyone had arrived, but Ye Qingzhi didn't see the yellow hair, so he sighed, muttered something about fate, took out a paper and began to write.

----

Chen Xun was standing at the school gate at the moment, his heart was very broken.

Here's the thing.

Last night, a dark and stormy night, he turned off the lights early at ten o'clock.

As a result, Huzi came over on the phone and invited him to play games. He said that he wanted to fight to the death with the opponent. It was a battle about the dignity of a man. Brother Xun happened to be home on business, so he had to come to support the situation.

He was annoyed by Huzi's crying, so he agreed, but he didn't go to bed until after three o'clock last night, and struggled out of bed at seven o'clock today.

Chen Xun thought about it, although he is not the kind of good student who obeys discipline very much, it is not easy to be late for the first day of the new school term, so he squeezed the subway without eating breakfast, and walked out of the subway station all the way He ran to the school gate, and was stopped by the roaring guard.

The two confronted each other for 5 minutes because of Chen Xun's yellow hair waving in the wind.

In the end, Chen Xun repeatedly promised to go back after school before he was let in.

Chen Xun touched his little buttocks, feeling a little heavy.

Chen Xun turned around and came to the teaching building of the second year of high school, and met an acquaintance at the stairs.

"Hey, brother Xun? Why are you so late on the first day? Oh no, didn't you move all your things in yesterday? You didn't sleep in the dormitory."

Chen Xun looked up and found that it was his cousin, Chen Yuan, an honest boy, looking at him with a confused face.

Chen Yuan was also carrying a broom, probably assigned to clean up.

Chen Xun: "I went back for a while. Don't talk about other things, I overslept."

Chen Yuan was going to sweep the floor, so he patted him on the shoulder with a sigh: "Why did you get registered on the first day of school? I saw it for you when I just passed by, class five, there is no place now, you The tablemate is Ye Qingzhi."

Chen Xun, who had overslept, didn't know who Ye Qingzhi was, so he replied indiscriminately: "Okay."

Ying Wan was still thinking that this name might be a gentle and beautiful little girl, right?

There were almost no people in the corridors, but every classroom was filled with the cheerful atmosphere of just starting school.

There was a lot of noise in the classroom of Class [-]. There was a boy jumping up and down with a notebook, and a tall girl chased after him desperately.

"Return my mother's homework!"

Everyone else in the class was watching the excitement, and it didn't seem like a big deal, and they booed in a mess.

"Sister Bing, come on!"

"Come, come, sister Bing, I'll help you block people."

When Chen Xun walked into the classroom, the activity of chasing homework reached a fever pitch. The front of the classroom was flying like dogs and dogs, so he silently backed out and entered directly through the back door.

When passing by the first group, Chen Xun said hello to the dormmate he just met yesterday through the window, then went straight to the empty seat in the last group, and saw a gentle and beautiful girl - a tall and slender girl with a side profile Especially handsome and gentle, a handsome guy who is immersed in writing papers.

Also fucking familiar.

Tell a joke, gentle and beautiful little girl.

Chen Xun: "... Oh." Life is a big liar.

The boy raised his head when he heard the movement, bent his eyes, and greeted him gently: "Hello."

Under the shock of guessing the wrong gender, Chen Xun's mind was confused, and he mumbled unconsciously: "Ye Qingzhi?"

Then he found that the boy on the opposite side looked at him a little elusively. If he had to use a pie chart to break it down, it was probably three points of joy, three points of confusion and four points of surprise. He nodded: "It's me."

"Hello, hello, me, Chen Xun." Chen Xun came back to his senses, and looked at his new tablemate seriously, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong, "Well, did we meet somewhere?"

After Chen Xun finished speaking, he regretted it.

With such an old-fashioned pick-up template, does this handsome guy think there is something wrong with him?

……

Ye Qingzhi looked at the young man in front of him, secretly sighing that the fate is really wonderful.

Who would have thought that this yellow hair was actually his deskmate.

Ye Qingzhi looked at Chen Xun, and said slowly, "Last month, the Lu family had a barbecue?"

Chen Xun thought about it for a while, his new tablemate seemed to be that handsome guy eating barbecue alone!

Chen Xun stretched out his hand and recognized him with tears in his eyes: "Friend! Friend! It's you!"

Ye Qingzhi: "...?"

Ye Qingzhi shook hands with him silently.

Chen Xun finished the play, stuffed his schoolbag into the table, and said with a smile: "You see, we are really destined, the sky may be hinting that we will become brothers."

Ye Qingzhi: Then talk about cross talk together, right?

However, it cannot be shown on the surface, Ye Qingzhi also smiled: "Yes."

Chen Xun took out a book, and suddenly remembered that he knew nothing about the teacher: "Who is our head teacher?"

Ye Qingzhi: "Lao Luo, Luo Zhifu, teach mathematics."

Chen Xun looked blindly optimistic: "Hey, the name sounds like a mascot."

When Ye Qingzhi heard the word mascot, he was silent for a moment: "...you look up."

When Chen Xun heard the words, he looked up, and saw a tall and thin middle-aged man walking into the class with a lesson plan in his hands. He had a serious face, without a smile that symbolized the new atmosphere of the new semester, and looked very fierce.

The students who were still fighting back and forth returned to their seats in a second and sat upright.

Chen Xun had a bad premonition in his heart.

Ye Qingzhi broke the fluke in his heart: "This, class teacher."

Chen Xun: "...Okay."

The class teacher came in and started roll call.It was inappropriate to say that it was a roll call, he just quickly scanned the students in the class by comparing the roster, and said a few names from time to time.

After the roll call, Lao Luo also called and criticized Chen Xun's yellow hair, and asked him to dye it back after school, and then started to go to work and have classes.

Chen Xun stood up, received a reprimand without any psychological burden, and accepted the attention of the whole class by the way.

After sitting down, Chen Xun leaned over to talk to Ye Qingzhi, his tone couldn't tell whether it was pride or something: "Look, brother is always handsome and attracts people's attention."

Ye Qingzhi: "..." Damn it, although this man is indeed handsome, he still wants to ask what kind of human this is.

He wasn't used to getting too close to unfamiliar people, so he turned his head to avoid it.

Luo Zhifu glared at Chen Xun.

Chen Xun smiled back at him, and continued talking to Ye Qingzhi: "I thought Ah Fu would be the kind of mascot who looks like Maitreya Buddha, holds a thermos cup and drinks wolfberry tea, and looks at us cheerfully every day. I didn't expect it to be so fierce, alas."

Ye Qingzhi made him realize the reality: "If you keep talking, Ah Fu will be even more fierce."

Chen Xun: "Oh."

After being quiet for less than 5 minutes, Chen Xun began to whisper something unwilling to be lonely.

I don't know why, but after meeting his new deskmate today, he felt a little bit crazy, always wanting to talk to the new deskmate.

Chen Xun looked at the boy in front of him, trying hard to restrain the urge to get close to him.

The way he speaks, the way he handles things, and the way he gives people all make him feel vaguely familiar.

Obviously just met.

But the blood boils before thinking.

——I can't help it.

So the chatter started.

"At the same table, you are really diligent." Chen Xun looked at the half-written paper on Ye Qingzhi's desk, and was amazed, "I have never been so diligent, I am ashamed."

Ye Qingzhi kept writing: "Huh? I'm just a little bored, so write a paper to pass the time."

This deskmate doesn't look very OK, why does he talk so much.

"...Then you have a very unique way to pass the time." Chen Xun couldn't understand his deskmate, wouldn't it be more boring to write papers, but he still wanted to chat, "If you are bored, you can play basketball or play mobile phones or something Yes."

Ye Qingzhi looked up: "I don't really like exercising in hot weather. By the way, a friendly reminder, if you are caught playing with your mobile phone in class, you will have to write a [-]-word self-criticism."

Under the double gaze of Ye Qingzhi and Ah Fu, Chen Xun silently stuffed the cell phone he took out back: "...Oh."

Chen Xun was a little excited, and he couldn't play with his mobile phone. He was almost bored to death, so he could only continue to disturb his new tablemate unkindly: "Then you...do you have any other hobbies besides writing papers?"

Ye Qingzhi stopped writing, thinking why his deskmate had the illusion that writing papers was his hobby.

He was really, just, kind of bored.

"There are a lot of them. Playing games, brushing Weibo and writing articles."

Chen Xun had a look of shock of "I was scared to death, I thought you only liked writing papers".

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

The class meeting was almost over, so Ye Qingzhi simply stopped writing the papers and concentrated on chatting with Chen Xun.

After chatting, I found out that Chen Xun is from City B. For some insignificant reasons, he had a passionate car fight last month and sent several people to the hospital.Obviously, he almost pissed off his parents, and then his parents drove him to the south to his second uncle, out of sight and out of mind.

Chen Xun pretended to sigh: "Oh, it's really not what I wanted to do, it was my gangsters who dragged me in. Besides, I beat them when they did something to me. After all, it's best to resist Don’t get beaten, you say yes. Who knew it would be so easy. How could a socialist successor like me like to fight.”

Ye Qingzhi trembled: "..."

Will he be beaten if he says he is a sand sculpture in the future?

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