immature

Xi Yan was amused by his own thoughts, and after picking up the dog back, he stayed overnight begging for nothing.

Zhong Qin didn't want to talk to him, and he was probably used to it, so he sat down at the desk and finished his papers.

Xi Yan stretched comfortably, opened the dusty schoolbag, took out a wrapped small rectangular gift box from it, and put it in front of Zhong Qin.

Zhong Qin paused while writing, then looked up at Xi Yan who was standing next to him: "What?"

Xi Yan rubbed his nose, and then tentatively poked the small gift box towards Zhong Qin's hand, his small movements were full of hints of "quickly open it and have a look".

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows, put down his pen, and followed Xi Yan's wishes to open the gift box.

——It is an exquisite fountain pen, and a complete set of bottled ink, with a simple but beautiful design. In addition, there is a blank brand postcard.

Xi Yan looked away, and hesitated: "... Well, a gift for high jump No. 1."

Zhong Qin was obviously taken aback.

Not to mention whether the high jump No.1 is worth spending a lot of time to give him a gift, just looking at the careful packaging, it doesn't look like it was bought casually at a roadside stationery store.

As expected, Xi Xiaogou couldn't help saying without silver here: "Yes... I bought it because I saw it was cheap on Double Eleven a while ago!"

"Double Eleven, so early?" It's okay not to say, after saying this, Zhong Qin raised the corner of his mouth and joked, "How did you endure it until now?"

High Jump No.1...Xi Puppy probably just wanted to buy it for him, but couldn't find any other suitable reason.

But why.

Between ordinary male friends—even if Xi Yan is with Ding Xuan, Li Wenrui, or any other friend, will this be the case?

Xi Yan couldn't hold back his words and simply pretended to be dumb, but Zhong Qin suddenly couldn't help but want to test his answer.

Zhong Qin called his name softly: "Xi Yan."

"Huh?" Xi Yan was seldom called by Zhong Qin's name, and suddenly he felt confused and flustered.

Zhong Qin's gaze catches Xi Yan's eyes: "When you think of 'Zhong Qin', you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Yan's back subconsciously tensed up, making him look like a puppy who is facing a big enemy and whose private domain has been violated.

"...It's nothing." Zhong Qin was silent for a moment in the end, and diverted the topic away with a smile, "Just get the first prize and get a gift? Is that good?"

Xi Yan relaxed for a moment, leaned on the side of the table and hesitated and said: "... I guess there is!"

Zhong Qin nodded, put the pen back into the gift box and rewrapped it, reached out and rubbed heavily on the head of the staring puppy Xi: "Got it."

It is not the first time Xi Yan has been rubbed on the head by him, and he is not... the only puppy whose head has been rubbed by Zhong Qin.

It stands to reason that there is nothing special about this, but Xi Yan feels close, so close that he likes it very much.

Just thinking of "Zhong Qin", he...

Xi Yan didn't have time to think about the origin of his emotions, so he had to slap Zhong Qin on the back of his hand first, and said in a panic: "Smooth the dog, you! You can't touch women's waists or men's heads randomly, okay?"

Zhong Qin still laughed, as if mocking him for only now realizing that he was about to get angry.

I don't know if it's because he received the gift of being the first in the high jump, Zhong Qin seemed a little happy, even as if joking, he stretched out his hand to pinch Xi Yan's narrow waist through the thick sweater.

Xi Yan is afraid of ticklish, he jumped three feet high when touched by him: "Damn! Who are you taking advantage of?!"

Zhong Qin rested his chin in one hand, and purposely cast his eyes on Xi Yan, teasingly said: "Isn't it 'a man's head and a woman's waist', you can take advantage of your waist?"

Xi Yan became angry from embarrassment: "You are still picky about your figure?!"

Zhong Qin turned his head and laughed muffled.

After arguing for a while, Xi Yan still let Zhong Qin go because of his own homework, and asked someone Zhong to do his homework to redeem himself.

But Xi Yan didn't run to the bed, but stood next to Zhong Qin, took the gift box that Zhong Qin had put away and opened it again, without the slightest sense that the things had been sent out.

While pouring ink into the pen, he muttered: "...I will use it in the future, try to write well?"

Zhong Qin naturally shifted his gaze from the rolled face to Xi Yan's fair fingers: "Yes."

After Xi Yan finished ink, he tore off a piece of paper and wiped the barrel of the pen carefully, as if he wanted Zhong Qin to try it immediately before giving up.

So Zhong Qin took the blank postcard over, and when he took the pen from Xi Yan's hand... Zhong Qin moved naturally, scratching the ink stain that Xi Yan accidentally got on his fingertips.

The ink is black ink, it's fine if you don't rub it, but it will smudge randomly on Xi Yan's fair skin once you wipe it.

Xi Yan curled his fingers, subconsciously retracted his hand, put it next to his pants, and quietly picked his palm.

Zhong Qin Wanruo didn't see Xi Yan's uneasiness at that moment, he tapped the back of the postcard with the cap of his pen, and asked before writing: "Why don't you write something."

Xi Yan couldn't find a word to answer, he didn't know what day to send it to, and naturally he didn't know what to write.

Zhong Qin didn't ask any further questions, but after thinking for a while, he wrote.

Xi Yan bought him an EF nib, the thinnest one, and the new pen didn't write smoothly, and it scratched the paper slightly.

But as long as Zhong Qin writes something other than English and characters, it must be very majestic and beautiful. Xi Yan thinks this is also amazing, so he looks closely, and the tip of Zhong Qin's pen falters——

"Children's Day"

Zhong Qin covered the pen, pressed the blank space of the postcard with his fingertips, and pushed the postcard in front of Xi Yan.

Xi Yan looked at the words that came from his composition in a daze, and suddenly felt that when he was looking at Zhong Qin, Zhong Qin was also looking at him with separate eyes.

Xi Yan didn't dare to look any longer at the faint ink marks on Zhong Qin's index finger, and his ears burned.

In the blink of an eye, at the end of the month, the students of No. [-] Middle School ushered in another routine monthly exam.

When Xi Yan gave Zhong Qin a fountain pen, he originally implied that he hoped that he would improve his studies to a higher level. When the results of the monthly exam came out, Xi Yan repeatedly looked at Zhong Qin's "three ones" grade rankings several times, and the whole person directly I was dumbfounded at the door behind Class [-].

what.

The aura of scumbags can be spread and transferred through items, right?

Yang Ziyang hurriedly explained before Xi Yan opened his mouth to whip their brother Zhong to study hard: "Xi Baba, to tell you the truth, my brother Zhong can get this grade in one of the missing exams. Praise is over!"

Xi Yan waved his hand and said, "Is it possible that I don't know that he missed the exam? It's just that the three-digit number is a little uncomfortable at first glance, and I thought it was my own ranking."

Zhong Qin snorted, and said ruthlessly, "You should recognize your position, this 222 classmate from another class."

Xi Yan: "..."

Zhong Qinque was late for the Chinese exam, not because he was walking the dog, but because of the first morning of the monthly exam, there was an online mock exam for a computer competition in the city. The mock exam lasted three hours, which was said to be much shorter than the formal exam. few.

Although Zhong Qin and the others are only in the first year of high school, and they have just studied for a short time, but the competition teacher, out of the consideration of letting everyone see the world, after applying to the school, he still signed up for the first year of high school. Ten or a dozen students who came from behind and voluntarily signed up all missed the Chinese test, so the average scores of the three experimental classes have dropped this time, but fortunately, the number of absent students in each class is about the same, and it is not enough to enlarge the experimental class difference between.

Xi Yan was full of joy at first, thinking that Zhong Qin was missing one of the exams, and said that he would be able to sit in the same exam room with him in the final exam, but later Xi Yan found that he was still thinking too much.

On the report card, there was a student named Zhong Qin who was a zero egg in the Chinese column. When he went to take the remaining exams, he thoughtfully considered the mental health of their head teacher, Gao Chengliu, so he took the exams later. Specially brought a rubber.

The serious consequence is... After missing the most uncontrollable Chinese exam, the remaining relatively objective subjects are basically full.

One 150 was missing, and the total score was 588, which made the students shout "my dad".

She was ranked 111 in the grade, and got the seat number of the third exam room of the final exam. To be honest, she was ranked higher than Yang Ziyang, and she was not even on the same floor as Xi Yan, who was progressing rapidly in the sixth exam room.

On the day when the results came out, Yang Ziyang put his palms together and kept praying: "I beg God to give me a chance to surpass Brother Zhong... Even if the victory is not martial, I will be satisfied..."

As a result, when I saw the results, I was stupid on the spot.

Since a considerable number of students with excellent grades missed one exam, the first grade score in this monthly exam was not top-notch.

The little classmates in the class symbolically added an average Chinese score of the class to Zhong Qin's score in private, and the score he got was more than [-] points higher than the first in the grade this time - not to mention that he himself took the test. You won't get such a low average score.

Yang Ziyang tremblingly asked: "Brother Zhong... Are you calling me... How does a person who hangs out with Xi Ba Ba ghost all day get such grades..."

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows, selectively ignored the word fooling around, and said frankly and reassuringly: "The content of the first year of high school is simple, and I should be able to get a lower score in the future."

Yang Ziyang collapsed directly: "Brother Zhong, you are too stupid, do you hear what you are talking about?!"

Although Gao Chengliu was "specially taken care of" by Zhong Qin, his mental health is still worrying.

In the routine summary after the monthly exam, Gao Chengliu turned into a pig's liver essence, and said with a sullen face, "In the past two months of monthly exams, our class has always led the grade in terms of average score, but unfortunately, we couldn't keep it this time, and, The previous No.1 grades were all in our class, but this time it was the students from Class Ten who took the first place."

"Although there were some unexpected situations during the monthly exam, we can't completely shirk our responsibilities. We still have to see the problems we exposed and learn from them."

"By the way, I would like to use this achievement to tell everyone that it is more difficult to remain excellent than to be excellent. I hope everyone will encourage us."

"Okay, take out the math paper...choose the eighth question, Zhong Qin, come here."

Zhong Qin: "..."

After class, Gao Chengliu left the classroom through the back door. When passing by Zhong Qin, he couldn't hold back, and said with sincere emotion: "Zhong Qin, although it is not appropriate for me to say this as a class teacher, but in private... I found that You really have nothing to do with being number one in your grade."

Zhong Qin: "..."

Gao Chengliu had a sad face: "The average score of our class is the first... The next time will be the monthly exam in December, and the next time will be the final exam..."

Zhong Qin recalled Gao Chengliu's regretful expression when he mentioned that the first grade was ripped off by another class, and he sighed and said, "... next time."

It's over, it's over in this sentence "next time."

The day when the test results were released in December happened to be Christmas. There were lights and festoons in Yuegui Lane, and elaborately decorated Christmas trees stood at the entrances of many stationery stores. up.

Xi Yan went home with Zhong Qin and Ding Xuan, and Ding Xuan was constantly praising Zhong Qin's astonishing results in the monthly exam: "The first time I missed a big question, and the second time I wrote a wrong card on the machine. , the third time was missing the exam, this time to catch up with the internal test of the competition class and missed the exam again! Good guy, you can stay safely in the first three exam rooms!"

No matter how much Ding Xuan was full of praise, Xi Yan firmly said: "Two 11th places and two 111th places in the exam, the implication of our dog brother's exam ranking has always been really not good."

In winter, Zhong Qin, who was evaluated by Xi Yan as "really not very good", planned to drink iced Coke.

Xi Yan directly took his iced Coke and put it back in the freezer by the door, and took a bottle of normal temperature from the counter again, half regretting half jokingly said: "Everyone learns to be the first in the exam while playing competitions, Zhong Qin, you Good food."

Ding Xuan's eyes widened by half a centimeter.

Zhong Qin was not annoyed, and took a Ferrero from the small shelf at the front desk, and took two packaged apples - the leftovers from Christmas Eve last night were on sale, one for each of Xi Yan and Ding Xuan.

Holding the apple, Ding Xuan was so grateful that he almost recognized his stepfather on the spot.

Xi Yan ate the chocolate contentedly, and as Zhong Qin wished, he closed his dog's mouth.

Half a month later, the end of the year is approaching, and the final exam is imminent.

Class Nine was soaked in the learning atmosphere of the experimental class, and experienced a week and a half of devil review. Everyone was unkempt, half-human, and even Xi Yan was a little dozed off in class-he was in good spirits after he came back. He is a scumbag in studies, and he will be exhausted in science and comprehensive studies one day.

But anyway, Xi Yan's examination room is getting closer and closer to Zhong Qin. Of course, Zhong Qin, who has been persistently running back, still has a lot to do.

I don't know why, when Xi Yan was reviewing in the past few days, he always thought of a sentence Zhong Qin said to him during the military training days. At that time, Xi Yan wanted to stand in line with Zhong Qin, but Zhong Qin wanted to go Before the pacesetters assembled, they said to Xi Yan: "Stand with me, wait for you to grow taller."

Although Zhong Qin is indeed simply talking about the height issue, it does not prevent Xi Yan's enterprise-level understanding from going online——

He may not be as tall as Zhong Qin, but he still wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhong Qin in the future.

Even if he can't become as powerful as Zhong Qin in this life, at least... he can't be too far behind.

Before the winter vacation, the final exam results had to be obtained, and a parent meeting had to be held. Instead of relaxing after the exam, a group of young students felt extremely anxious because they were waiting for the verdict.

The day when the results were released was a rare sunny day in winter.

In the early morning, the sun came out a little later. It was not until Jiang Shui stood on the podium that the sun slanted in from the front door, casting a warm light and shadow.

Jiang Shui said with a smile: "First of all, congratulations to everyone who has successfully completed the final exam of the first semester of high school. Regardless of whether this is a satisfactory answer sheet or not, it is the first step in your high school study career."

"I'm very happy. For our ninth class, this first footprint is down-to-earth. Among the parallel classes, our class is No. 1 in average. Come on, let's applaud ourselves first!"

There was a tidy and excited applause in the classroom, and Xi Yan was standing on the bench in the corner of the last row, suddenly in a strange mood.

Not for anything else.

Keep your feet on the ground... look up to the stars.

It turns out that through one's own efforts, even a small achievement is such a relaxing and joyful thing.

"This time there is one student in the top 150 in our class, Yan Yue, congratulations!" Jiang Shui picked up the voice, "In addition, there are six students in the top [-], and eleven students in the top [-] , which is the largest number of top [-] students in this semester."

Seeing his ranking of 199, Xi Yan was slightly dazed.

He is... No. 11 in the class.

Xi Yan smiled lightly, being infected by Zhong Qin, the implication of his exam ranking is not very good.

A young student took advantage of the atmosphere and asked curiously: "Mr. Jiang, who will be the first in the final exam?"

Jiang Shui glanced at the corner of the back row of the classroom, and said with a smile, "This time the first grader..."

class twelve.

Standing on the podium, Gao Chengliu danced with his hands and feet, with an elated look, and spoke in a confident voice: "Congratulations, everyone, for returning to the first place and leading the class with an equal score!"

The little students in the front row couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Gao! No.1! Is he in our class?"

Gao Chengliu turned his approving eyes to the corner by the back door, and looked at the indifferent young man who was concentrating on sorting out the papers: "Of course he's in our class."

"The total score is 721, 16 points higher than the second place in Class Ten."

"—Our class Zhongqin!"