After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

"Where is Class Six?"

"Is my fugitive husband Qi Xiang here?"

"Every left-behind wife, please pay attention to safety and don't pick the fence!"

A few girls stood in the high auditorium, all of them squinted their eyes and squeezed their heads to look at the second department of high school in the vast crowd.

Qi Xiang is well-known in the three grades, and the halo of the god of learning and the design of rich and handsome people make him take the top spot in the unofficial selection of school grass with absolute advantages.

Suddenly several people in the small high-rise stood on tiptoe and suppressed screaming.

In the colorful formation, two dark blue figures stepped out from behind the tree.

Qi Xiang was carrying two long bamboo poles. He leaned sideways to Bai Ji and said a few words, and then he was hit hard on the shoulder. achievement.

"Brother, don't carry the flag, carry me!"

"Go down and shame!"

The girls in the auditorium laughed together, Qi Xiang and the others dared to call her husband presumptuously when they were far away, but when they really approached the auditorium, they were all like An Lingrong who had a bad voice, only whispering excitedly to the people around him .

There was only one girl with a red face and clenched fists, roaring in her heart, "I'm going to explode as a couple pretending to be a couple!", and finally couldn't hold back her prehistoric power. When Qi Xiang and the others approached, she suddenly exerted her strength and raised her hand——Zhen Xiang Dabai YYDS .

The range of motion is large, but fleeting.

I thought no one would care, but who would have thought that Qi Xiang suddenly raised his head, left the team and walked to the corner, with Bai Ji with an inexplicable expression on his right hand.

"Classmate." Qi Xiangrunze's voice came from below, "Can you show me the one in your hand?"

"?" Bai Ji also raised his head and stared at the girl. He didn't sleep well and got up early to rehearse the phalanx, and now his eyes were sleepy.

Knocking cp was caught by the righteous master.

The girl was dumbfounded, her calf trembled, her fingers loosened, and her hand fell through the gap in the fence and fell into Qi Xiang's arms.

Qi Xiang put down the bamboo pole, opened the cloth hand, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Really, I thought 5.0 eyesight would also be dazzled."

The red background, white characters on the left, and half-length photos of the two people on the right were photoshopped together, with the words "marriage certificate" written on it.

Bai Ji's sleepy eyes widened, "What the hell?"

"Marriage certificate, bull!" Qi Xiang studied it carefully, then tilted his head and asked, "Do you still have a photo of you wearing lipstick?"

Bai Ji: "This fucking belongs to p!"

The murderous intention has begun!The killing intent spread!

The girl didn't care about returning her hands, staggered and fell to her buttocks, said "I'll see you off!" and fled in a panic.

"Thank you!" Qi Xiang was very familiar, and appreciated it again, "It's very interesting."

"Throw it away." Bai Ji said coldly, "She turned me into a ghost."

"Respect creation." Qi Xiang rolled it up slowly and put it in his pocket, and said with relief: "Of course, I personally think that you look better in person, and you don't need to wear lipstick to add color. If you do, it is not recommended to be red."

Bai Ji's veins twitched wildly, emphasizing: "In my life, I don't wear lipstick."

Ji Beisheng happened to come out of the bathroom to see them, and after sneaking closer, he saw the gestures and heard the conversation.

Although he didn't understand, he was so shocked that he didn't even dare to come forward to disturb him.

Why is the focus of attention on whether the photo is lost or not?

It's not the fucking marriage certificate! ?

He left quietly, muttering: "Straight men are so talented."

"Colorful flags are fluttering and dancing in the wind, athletes are showing their heroic postures, and the phalanx of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High is coming to us below, they..."

There is a long opening ceremony before the start of the sports meeting. In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the students, the top three winners of the class team will get two extra points.

For this reason, each class made a splash for the game, and a hundred flowers bloomed. The tone set by the sixth class changed from "punk tooling" to a socialist worker style of "proletariat unite" overnight.

The effect was very good and shocking. The school leaders felt that it was in line with the requirements of the times and nodded frequently.

At this time, the host suddenly smiled unprofessionally, paused and continued: "Their class declaration is: Dan Yu is the pinnacle of IQ, class six Yangou heaven."

When Bai Ji heard it for the first time, he stumbled and stumbled, causing the originally stretched banner to slack.

"Huh?" Qi Xiang wanted to slow down two steps to adjust.

Bai Ji's pupils trembled, he hurriedly pulled the bamboo pole, shouting: "It fell!"

Caught off guard, Qi Xiang's banner slid down the pole, covering his face with a red cloth.

Bai Ji: "..."

Appeared handsomely, but walked away in embarrassment.

The school leader laughed out loud, Cang Hao pretended to answer the phone and turned his back.

After walking in the square team, the school leader gave a speech, but Bai Ji and Qi Xiang's projects were at the front. They quietly left the team under Cang Hao's instruction, and took their sportswear to the locker room of the swimming pool to change.

The locker room was already full of people, Qi Xiang disliked the smell of the toilet, walked along with Bai Ji, pushed open the door of the bookstore, greeted the owner of the campus bookstore and went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is a small library, with a row of tables and chairs by the window where you can read books. Now everyone is holding a sports meeting, so the place is extremely deserted.

"Change here." Qi Xiang drew the curtains.

Dark blue curtains block the light, and the room has an "old" color.

Bai Ji asked, "No monitoring?"

"Just asked the boss to close it." Qi Xiang took out a pair of sweatpants from his bag, shook them off and handed them to Bai Ji, "Anyway, it's not just about the buttocks, it will be soon."

Bai Ji squinted his eyes, looking around the ceiling, and unbuttoned it after a while.

"Wait." Seeing him bowing his head to unbutton his shirt, Qi Xiang suddenly said, "I'm still blocking you."

Bai Ji clicked his tongue, feeling that Qi Xiang really wanted to come out, it was a matter of time.

The two retreated to the corner of the bookcase, and Qi Xiang stood in front of it, completely covered, forming a triangular prism space, the place was cramped, and when Bai Ji took off his trousers, he couldn't stand still, so he supported Qi Xiang's shoulder.

At this time, Qi Xiang was leaning his back in a gentlemanly manner, and from the corner of his eyes, he could only see the slender fingers lightly resting on his shoulders, the force was not heavy but seemed extremely heavy.

He thought that Bai Ji's hands were really good, the five fingers were just right, thin and long, the nails were well trimmed, and the little crescents under the nails were healthier than others.

Before he could look carefully, Bai Ji hit him on the back with his forehead.

"Okay, I'll help you block it."

Bai Ji moved very quickly, because the sportswear was originally pinned in the overalls, and it was done after taking it off.

"Huh? Oh."

Qi Xiang came back to his senses, staggered to stand behind Bai Ji, and imitated Bai Ji to support his shoulders.

Thin, with shoulder bones protruding from his hands, Qi Xiang couldn't help pinching.

"How come you can't get fat just by eating? The young man has a strong metabolism."

"..." Bai Ji was speechless, "Are you changing clothes or is the old Chinese doctor touching the bones?"

Bai Ji's private clothes are always loose and comfortable. The school uniform shirt can be buttoned all the way to the neck. His own sportswear directly exposes the collarbone, and the back collar is also wide. Fragile color.

The black mid-tube sports socks bound the slender feet of the crane on the calf. The crane spread its wings and was about to fly. The lines of the legs were beautiful and clear against the backdrop of the tattoos, thin but powerful.

Everyone knew that Bai Ji had tattoos on his arms.

Only I know that his calf and the flowers and cranes on his back are so immortal.

Thinking of this, Qi Xiang felt his canine teeth itch. He licked it, and quickly tore off his trousers a little rudely. He hesitated and asked, "Are you afraid of the sun? Can I buy you long socks and sun protection sleeves?"

"Brother." Bai Ji looked out at the sky through the gap in the curtains, "It's cloudy and cloudy today."

"How do you wear shorts on a cloudy day?" Qi Xiang muttered resentfully, "If you feel cold, I can also find you long pants."

Bai Ji was terrified by his look, and silently pulled down his trousers.

"Leave after changing, don't... fucking stare... stare at my legs!"

"The contestants in the 100-meter men's [-]-meter group and the high jump men's group in the second year please check in as soon as possible, men..."

There was a urging sound from the loudspeaker on the campus. After Qi Xiang and Bai Ji entered the field, they found that the high jump and the 100-meter run were all in the north corner of the playground, close to the audience stand.

The finish line of the 100 meters is no more than five meters away from the high jump.

The announcer was a sophomore in high school with good eloquence and sharp eyesight. She saw the battle situation on the playground, threw away the cheering words, and interrupted a private broadcast.

"Students, please note that at 100 o'clock in the northwest is the high jump boys' high jump, and the next runners will be Qixiang. Among the contestants in the 12-meter race for the boys in the [-] o'clock northeast direction are Baiji from class [-] and Xiao Boer from class [-]. Special Zhou Luzong, Bai Ji, come on!"

Fanji is almost undisguised.

The students in class 12 were not happy when they heard it, and a sense of team honor came out, and they shouted like a mountain: "Lu Zong, you are the strongest, and you are the fastest!" "Men can't say Hurry up!" Class 6, not to be outdone, bet on the single, "My brother Bai is stronger, Dan Yu is the king of sprint racing!"

"..." Bai Ji silently adjusted his slack posture, and collapsed his body into an arrow waiting to fly.

He originally wanted to focus on participation, but... the atmosphere seemed to want him to win the championship.

In comparison, Zhou Luzong seemed much more relaxed. He was a sports student and a second-level national sprint athlete, so he didn't take Bai Ji seriously at all.

He still has the time to talk, "Brother, it's not shameful to lose to me."

"You too." Bai Ji glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Luzong: "I am an athlete."

Bai Ji: ...

You are the pilot, you will lose if you argue before the game!

"boom!"

"Aww! Come on!"

The gunshot came suddenly, and Zhou Luzong was half a second slower than Bai Ji because of talking nonsense.

Zhou Luzong trained every day, and his muscles formed a memory. He quickly adjusted, rushed forward with all his strength, and quickly shortened the half-second gap to 0.

100 meters, but a dozen seconds.

Bai Ji bit Zhou Luzong tightly, and the two were almost on the same level.

The auditorium did not dare to breathe loudly, and the sound of cheering also subsided, as if they chose to hold their breath at the same time, 50 meters, 60 meters...

The naked eye cannot see the difference between the two.

The students in Class 12 were stunned, "Why does Zhou Luzong... feel faster than usual?"

As if being forced to run.

But no, not only Zhou Luzong, but also Bai Ji was forced forward. In just a few seconds, the faces of the two of them began to turn red, and their speed continued to increase.

The crane on Bai Ji's lap seemed to be about to fly.

Ten meters away, Bai Ji gritted his teeth and accelerated again. When his legs alternated, there were afterimages. He was as sharp as a beast. The naked eye could not see the gap between him and Zhou Luzong, but he could feel that he was slower than Zhou Luzong. up.

Maybe less than half a second slower.

accelerate!

Adrenaline rush!

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the finish line. Qi Xiang had just finished the high jump, and one arm was still stained with green debris from the sponge pad. He took out a piece of red cloth from his pocket.

Quickly lift and unfold!

--Don't!

Qi Xiang waved his hand, "Que'er! Hurry up! Come and destroy it!"

Cp's hand was held high by Qi Xiang, and Bai Ji could realize that the camera of the school newspaper reporter might be aimed at them without looking.

At the scene of a large-scale social death, being photographed doesn't mean... being out of the closet?

Bai Ji's pupils constricted, he broke through the finish line with a very obvious advantage, flew into Qi Xiang's arms, and pulled down his arms by the way!

Good thing... he's fast!Surely no one saw it!

Announcer: "They're hugging each other!!! Family members!!!"

Bai Ji: ...

The author has something to say: The last one who yelled like this, I saw it in a cctv advertisement, yelled: "The ball has been scored!"