Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

After the result of the second model, senior high school students are about to usher in a weekend without self-study.

On Friday morning, the math group's printer failed, so Guan Qi went to the science office next door to borrow it. When he opened the door and went in, he happened to catch up with several teachers talking about the mock test results.

A female physics teacher sitting by the window saw someone coming and sighed: "Ms. Guan, Ming Han in your class has made amazing progress in the past few months. He has already ranked second in the school rankings this time. Full answer."

A male teacher's joke came from the corner, and the office was full of familiar old teachers now, so he didn't have any worries on his lips.

"I just fell out of the experimental class last semester, and I've improved so fast these days? If there wasn't a repeat student picked up by the school by accident, I would be at the top of the list now."

"It was a serious mistake for him to fall out of the top [-] in the grade at the end of the semester. He is usually at the level of [-], but he has indeed improved a lot."

The teacher with the seat closest to the printer is the head teacher of Class 150 of the third year.She lowered her head and stared at the math column on the overall report card. Ming Han's score of [-] was really eye-catching, and she added a compliment: "I heard that the math paper this time is not easy."

If this seedling can be stabilized, it will be the pride of Yundao Kazuko in the future.Although it is unlikely that he can catch up with Lin Ji in the college entrance examination, he will definitely be able to set a good record in his school.

"Students have infinite possibilities." The person who bowed his head and copied the papers casually responded to the teachers.

And he himself thought about it silently in his heart, if there is really no such "unlucky" repeat student, maybe the dark horse will not be able to break through.

After finishing the test papers, Guan Qi greeted the teachers of each subject and returned to the math group office. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Ji standing at the desk waiting.

Lifting the paper that had just been printed in his hand, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Following Boss Guan's instructions, Lin Ji took a stack of slightly warm A4 papers from him, on which were printed the special training for filling in the blanks to be distributed to the students in the class.

"Well, I want to ask you for a vacation." The boy rubbed the slightly sharp edge of the paper with his fingertips, nodded and responded, "Tomorrow is my mother's memorial day, and I want to visit her grave."

"Isn't tomorrow Saturday, so why do you ask for leave?" Boss Guan stared at the tall student in front of him suspiciously.

"Mr. Guan, don't you think some students in the class are under too much pressure recently?" Lin Ji pretended to be serious to help the old class analyze it, "It's in the last row, next to me."

If it weren't for this overly directional coordinate, Guan Qi really thought he was good at observing and loving his classmates.As long as you sit at the same table with him, you can vaguely guess what he will mention next.

Sure enough, Lin Ji quickly went on to say, "Traveling in spring is the most stress-relieving, and Yundao is too far away to have any good places to go, but it's okay around Linxi City."

Guan Qi immediately understood what this kid meant.Outing?He wanted to combine the May [-]st Spring Break, which will start next Thursday, with this weekend.

I took a whole week of "mood leave" before the final exam, but now I want to take a whole week of "stress leave" with my deskmate?

Do emotional masters really regard school as their home?

Boss Guan hissed with vague emotions: "I haven't taken the college entrance examination yet, so why are you applying for a 'honeymoon' with me?"

"How could it be?" Lin Ji smiled sincerely, "It's the third mock exam when I come back from the May [-]st holiday, and it's really necessary for my deskmate to adjust his status before that."

Listening to his words, it seems like "you give me a few days off, and I will give you a miracle".

Although Boss Guan kept smiling, his slightly narrowed eyes were scrutinizing the person in front of him, and he replied after a while, "The reason for asking for leave is not sufficient, and it will not be approved."

"Then...ask for sick leave." Lin Ji seemed to have thought that Lao Ban would use such excuses to prevaricate, and prepared plan B.

"My stomach problem has been dragging on for a long time, and the situation is getting worse recently. The medical facilities in Yundao are too poor. In order to avoid delaying the college entrance examination, I applied to see a doctor in a big city."

Although Lin Ji said so, in fact, his stomach has been carefully cared for all the time. The three meals a day are carefully taken care of by his boyfriend, and he hasn't had any pain for a long time.

"There are so many big cities, and I'm a lonely person. It shouldn't be too much to apply to bring my deskmate to take care of me, right?"

"..."

Although Boss Guan didn't show an immediate answer on his face, he was actually thinking seriously in his heart.Although both of them are absolute adherents of "self-discipline is more free than indulgence", they can't match their wild ways.

After thinking for a while, I finally opened my drawer, took out a water-based pen from the pen holder, and wrote a few strokes on the slender note.

When he straightened up again, he met Lin Ji's gentle and expectant eyes, and said: "The political and educational office on the fifth floor, sign."

"Thank you, Teacher Guan." The boy smiled and took the slip, taking advantage of the time to bow, he looked down at the vacation date on it.Although it was not as long as I originally wanted, it was still enough to go... No, I went to see a doctor.

After thanking Lin Ji, he turned around, stopped a few steps suddenly, turned his head and added: "By the way, teacher, Zhao Zilu also needs a leave note."

Guan Qi frowned slightly when he heard the sound, "Why is it getting worse, do you want to apply for relatives and friends to watch the ceremony?"

"No." Lin Ji explained blankly while supporting the office door panel, "He...is allergic again."

"Then let him speak for himself." Guan Qi raised his hand and waved, making a gesture of chasing people, "Go back to class."

Lin Ji replied yes in a warm voice, walked out of the office and closed the door behind him.After successfully signing on the fifth floor, bathed in the sunlight projected from the corridor window all the way, I returned to Class [-] in a good mood.

"Old Ban agrees?" Ming Han raised his eyes, and saw the tablemate's expression of ease when he came back, presumably the result of the matter is satisfactory.

The person who squeezed back to the seat from the last row did not answer directly, but smiled and shook the leave note in his hand.Ming Han glanced at the time marked on it, it was actually longer than he expected, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Although Boss Guan usually looks kind and friendly, he is actually not that easy to discuss, especially when it comes to asking for leave. Otherwise, the assassins in the class headed by Zhao Zilu and Gu Hongyi would not be absent from class every day?

Thinking of the only possibility, he suddenly sneered, "Did you play wild in the office?"

"How can it be?" Lin Ji automatically blocked the clear expression on the face of his deskmate, "It's just a legitimate appeal."

Ming Han pursed his lips and smiled, not arguing with him about such an obvious thing even though he didn't admit it.

Gu Hong, who was sitting next to him, poked his head over, staring at the two enviable fake notes in Lin Ji's hand, he instantly turned into lemon essence. "No, this can be used to? He is indeed the man who is known as the favorite of Boss Guan."

"It's useless." Lin Ji raised his right index finger in front of him, "Private trip, don't bring leg accessories, so don't be sour."

Gu Hongyi was planning to have a few more rounds with him, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing on the podium holding a paper.A young and beautiful appearance will always make people feel a little better. For the sake of the biology teacher, the school bully lazily lays back on the table.

This section was still an ordinary recitation class. The female teacher handed out the papers and led the students to do it while talking. Time passed unconsciously in the teacher-student interaction.

Ming Han listened carefully to the class, his eyes slipped unintentionally over the people around him, and he found that he was engrossed in an open black leather coil book.The specific content recorded above was covered by his arm, and only the dense small characters and traces of different colored pens could be vaguely seen.

It is done so carefully, it is not like ordinary notes, but some kind of martial arts cheats.

Although curious, the sound of the teacher tapping on the blackboard on the podium still attracted Ming Han's attention, and he lowered his head to focus on the questions without any distractions.

A sunny day of rest follows Friday as expected.

On the square in front of Yundao bus station, there are seven or eight long-distance buses parked side by side, which are about to go in all directions.Lin Ji and Ming Han were sitting on one of the buses with the route sign "Yundao-Linxi".

Originally, I planned to take the train in the early morning, but I heard Xu Xiaolan mention by chance that the road traffic control in small places is not strict, as long as you negotiate with the driver, you can bring a pet box on the train.

So the two changed their minds temporarily, how could they not bring their "son" with them when they went out for a spring outing.

It was very close to the departure time, but there were not many passengers on the bus.Lin Ji took off the cat bag from his back and hugged it in his arms, touched a strip of nutrition cream and passed it in through the air vent to feed Shimmer.

In a tone that seemed to be discussing, she whispered softly: "Little Daddy, don't get carsick."

"Meow."

The golden little guy first yawned in the cat bag of the airline cabin, and then he leaned his round head over and stuck out his pink tongue to lick the nutrition cream.

Ming Han also turned his head when he heard the sound, looking at his boyfriend's hands squeezing the nutrient cream with clear eyes, the knuckles are slender and white, very beautiful.

Lin Ji noticed his gaze, first raised the corners of his lips inexplicably, then reached into his pocket, took a peach-flavored lollipop that he bought at some time, peeled it off and handed it to his lips .

After the man opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth, he smiled lightly and said, "I forgot to feed you first."

"I don't get motion sickness." Although Ming Han responded indifferently, the candy stick was still slanted in his mouth.The taste of this candy is a bit light, and the taste from the tip of the tongue is only faintly sweet.

"Is that a deliberate competition for favor?" Lin Ji snorted.

"And it?" Ming Han lowered his head and squinted his eyes to see the color of the ball of luxury in the cat bag, and after a while he let out a breath and said, "That's you, I can't do it."

After speaking, he raised his hand and opened the window next to him a small crack, turned his head to look at the slowly moving scene outside, and stopped talking.

The wind at the end of April gradually warmed up, and when it blew on people's faces, it was soft and itchy.The hair of the two teenagers sitting side by side was moved by the breeze, shaking and swaggering in the same direction with a tacit frequency.

In order to pack their luggage in the morning, they all got up a little early, and they were still immersed in a quiet and comfortable atmosphere, so they couldn't help feeling sleepy.Not long after the car was on the road, the two leaned against each other and fell asleep.

When the car body was shaking slightly, Ming Han's right hand fell from his knee, just covering Lin Ji's palm, and the person next to him unconsciously held his five fingers tightly in his palm even in his sleep.