She messed with me first

The next day, almost at dawn, Qi Xi pulled Meng Qingrang up from the bed, and dragged her slowly to pick out clothes.

Qi Xi's own clothes are still at the rented house, so they have to give up to Meng Qing today.

Meng Qingrang didn't get enough sleep, so she lazily leaned against the wall and watched Qi Xi change from one suit to another until she was not satisfied at all, and finally turned her attention to the dress that can only be worn in late spring, and finally stopped her with a voice, "The highest temperature today is 8 degrees."

Qi Xi withdrew her hand silently, turned around and asked her, "Which outfit am I wearing?"

Meng Qingrang straightened up and walked over, took a casual suit with everyday style and said to her: "I told you last night, I just went to have a home-cooked meal, and it would look awkward if I dressed too grandly."

Qi Xi took it over and compared it in front of the mirror, "Isn't it too perfunctory to dress like this?"

Meng Qingrang, "No, simple and decent, just right, especially..."

"Stop." Qi Xi was really afraid of Meng Qingrang's dictionary, and reminded her while changing clothes, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense in front of Teacher Yan today."

Meng Qingrang asked knowingly, "How can it be considered nonsense?"

Qi Xi turned her head and smiled very kindly, "What do you think?"

Meng Qingrang wisely stopped provoking people, there was nothing in his eyes except smiling at the bright morning light and Qi Xi.

too eccentric.

After watching too much, Qi Xi's legs softened, and he said in frustration: "Turn around."

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The two dillydally packed up and came out. Auntie had already cooked the meal and was tidying up in the living room.

Seeing a box dropped on the ground, the aunt picked it up and struggled to distinguish the foreign language printed on it.

Seeing it from afar, Qi Xi yelled out in fright, "Auntie!" He quickly threw away the hand he was holding with Meng Qingrang, and rushed to grab something from his auntie to run away.

Such a private thing, if Auntie sees it, she doesn't need her face.

Turning his head and bumping into Meng Qingrang who had already followed, he actually hugged her and said in a low voice, "Put your hands behind you!"

Meng Qing let the obedient hands, the box was stuffed over.

"Try talking nonsense!" Qi Xi threatened.

Meng Qing put his hands behind his back, hooked one of Qi Xi's fingers, and smiled very indulgently, "Don't worry, I want face."

Seeing that she didn't look like a liar, Qi Xi heaved a sigh of relief, collapsed, and lay on her shoulder skillfully.

To Qi Xi, this movement was a hardship of "the rest of life", but in the eyes of her aunt, she became a young couple who was tired of people. She sighed and shook her head exaggeratedly, and left with a rag.

Finally safe.

Qi Xi left Meng Qingrang and sat on the sofa, and rushed to Meng Qingrang who was leaning over to put the box in the drawer, raised his chin, and asked meaningfully, "When did you put it here? You even took it apart?"

Meng Qingrang pushed the drawer and looked up at her, "I couldn't sleep after talking on the phone with you yesterday, so I brought it here. It's easy to take apart, in case someone has a whim one day, but is anxious because they can't take it apart."

"Get out, it's clearly your own 'unpredictable'." Qi Xi scolded with a smile, and when she heard her aunt calling for dinner, she stretched out her hands to Meng Qingrang, and insisted on her pulling, otherwise she wouldn't get up.

Meng Qingrang smiled and held Qi Xi's hands.

She borrowed her strength, and as soon as she touched Meng Qingrang, her bones disappeared immediately, and she hugged her for a while before running briskly to eat.

The aunt watched the whole process, covered her mouth and laughed with the two of them more than a dozen times during a meal.

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At [-]:[-], Qi Xi drove, and Meng Qingrang arrived at Qingyuan Villa where Yan Zhiwen lived.

The old housekeeper who has followed Yan Zhiwen for a lifetime has brought people to wait. After Qi Xi parked the car, he immediately came up to greet him, "Miss Meng, long time no see. How is Mr. Hai?"

Meng Qingrang smiled and bowed, polite and thoughtful, "Please be concerned, mother is fine."

"That's good, that's good, hey, this is Teacher Qi, right?" The old housekeeper looked at Qi Xi who was standing obliquely behind Meng Qingrang with a smile, and asked.

Qi Xi stepped forward, "Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you by visiting the door. Just call me Xiao Qi."

The old butler, "Don't dare, Teacher Yan invites all distinguished guests."

Taking advantage of Meng Qingrang's greetings with the old housekeeper, Qi Xi walked around to get the gift she had prepared for Yan Zhiwen.

Just find one copy.

So, in whose name is it delivered?

Qi Xi was confused.

She didn't contribute money or effort, so she definitely couldn't give it away.

If Meng Qing only let it go, it would appear that she doesn't understand etiquette.

call--

Meng Qingrang cheated on her again.

Annoyed, Meng Qingrang turned sideways and called Qi Xi, "Xi Xi."

Qi Xi hurriedly responded, took out the gift, and closed the rear door of the car.

"Have you got it all?" Meng Qingrang asked.

Qi Xi avoided the gaze of the old housekeeper and said in a low voice, "Only one copy?"

"Yeah." Meng Qingrang responded calmly and said with a smile, "Our relationship doesn't require two copies."

"Teacher Yan doesn't know about our relationship, he..." Qi Xi was halfway through talking, with surprise in his eyes, "He doesn't know already, does he?"

"Smart." Meng Qingrang said with a smile, "The last time I came to ask him to lend you someone, I told a little lie, but fortunately it has come true now, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing."

"Meng Qingrang." Qi Xi laughed angrily, "How many things are you hiding from me?"

Just as Meng Qingrang was about to speak, he was hurriedly interrupted by the old housekeeper who saw the wind coming, "Go in and talk, it's very cold here once the wind blows over the water."

Qi Xi and Meng Qingrang looked at each other, with a bright smile and a warm look, and they said in unison: "Okay."

When turning around, no one came first, the hands of the two who were hanging by their sides touched each other and they naturally held each other.

Entering the house, warmth hits my face.

The old butler directed the servants to take the coats of the two, personally helped Qi Xi carry the gift, and took them to Yan Zhiwen.

Yan Zhiwen was drinking tea in the living room, when he saw two people coming, he said angrily, "It's almost here, come and sit down."

The two responded, but did not let go of their holding hands.

Yan Zhiwen saw that the smile did not change at all.

"Teacher Yan, this is a gift from Miss Meng and Teacher Qi." The old butler stood beside Yan Zhiwen and said.

Meng Qing let hear the sound, and answered the words at the right time, "I always remember that you prefer things from the Qin and Han Dynasties. A few days ago, I went to the exhibition with the elderly at home, and bought you a silk painting from the Western Han Dynasty. It is not a respect."

"Is this still called respect?" Yan Zhiwen asked the housekeeper to put away the visible joy on Yan Zhiwen's face, and then turned around, his meaningful eyes flicked back and forth between the two, and finally returned to Meng Qingrang, He said straight to the point, "Little girl is not very old, but she has a way of trying to figure out people's hearts. Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

Meng Qingrang looked at Qi Xi with a smile, without hiding anything, "Xi Xi is talented, aura, and calm, this is what you can see from her works when I came to you last time. "

As soon as Meng Qing made the words out of his mouth, the hand he held with Qi Xi obviously felt the pressure.

She ignored Qi Xi's obstruction and continued: "As the person closest to her, since I know that she is not mediocre, I naturally wish her talent to be seen by more people."

"It can be seen that you are partial to her, otherwise why would you take the initiative to send her to my door?" Yan Zhiwen smiled and said, "However, this is a matter between you young lovers, what can I, a bad old man, do to help you? "

Meng Qingrang shook Qi Xi's hand and said with a smile: "I believe she can 'become famous all over the world' on her own, but if she can be instructed by you, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort.

"Okay, look at it." Yan Zhiwen pretended to be unhappy and said to the butler who came back from putting away the things, "Obviously you are asking for my help, but if you insist on putting your own people ahead of me, which is more important? It's clear at a glance. If you say I help with this job, where will I save face?"

"Teacher Yan, she's talking nonsense." Qi Xi was afraid that Yan Zhiwen would get angry, so he frowned on purpose, and said with a serious expression, and laughed so happily that Yan Zhiwen asked, "Xiao Meng, I can see that you are cutting first and playing later. , didn’t tell Xiao Qi anything, so you’re not afraid of being beaten this time?”

Isn't it just cutting first and then playing!Qi Xi said heartily.

If she had known that Meng Qingrang would say these things, she would have covered her mouth to keep her from speaking even if she was killed.

Teacher Renyan is about to retire, but she is lucky, she finds someone to send work to someone, isn't this a mess or something?

On the other hand, Meng Qingrang was still adding fuel to the fire.

She smiled and sighed, and followed Yan Zhiwen's words: "I wouldn't have been beaten in the first place, but it's hard to say after you remind me like this."

After finishing speaking, Qi Xi squeezed his palm hard, it was really painful, but he didn't dare to say anything, he suppressed his laughter, and sang along with Yan Zhiwen, which made Qi Xi feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, only a few minutes before ten o'clock, the guests invited by Yan Zhiwen arrived one after another, and he couldn't take care of this, so Qi Xi finally had time to breathe a sigh of relief, turned around and grabbed Meng Qingrang, and complained softly, "My heart disease is even worse. To scare you out!"

Meng Qingrang turned his head and smiled knowingly, "The opportunity is rare, if you miss it, it will be gone."

Qi Xi resolutely avoided her gaze, and complained mercilessly, "I won't go out with you again next time, damn it."

Waiting for everyone to come to Qi Qi, Yan Zhiwen greeted everyone to drink tea and play chess.

Qi Xi and Meng Qingrang were last.

It was polite, and I didn't want to go in late, but it became the focus of everyone's attention.

"I know Xiao Meng can play chess, but what about Xiao Qi?" Yan Zhiwen asked with a smile.

Before Qi Xi could speak, a white-haired old man who was about the same age as Yan Zhiwen glared at him and said, "What age is this? Do you think that children today are still the same as we were then? Squatting under a big banyan tree and killing you for a broken flag?"

"What you say is what you say." Yan Zhiwen accepted the criticism humbly, took the match and lit the sandalwood.

When I looked up at Meng Qingrang, wanting to ask her to play chess with me, I inadvertently caught Qi Xi's quiet but confident eyes.

Yan Zhiwen paused and asked Qi Xi, "Xiao Qi also?"

Qi Xi, "I know a little about fur. When I was young, I was too noisy. I let go of a pigeon that my grandfather had raised for many years in the yard. I didn't dare to tell my parents, so I took pocket money and ran away secretly to my grandfather. In the end, he didn't like it." The money was collected, and I learned chess for a few years, and then I realized that the pigeon knew its way and didn’t lose it at all.”

"Hahaha, it's not true, why do you even lie to the children?" Yan Zhiwen laughed happily, "Speaking of which, it seems that Xiaomeng learned chess because it was too noisy?"

"Almost." Meng Qingrang said with a smile, "Because I'm restless, I always lose my mind when painting."

"Yes, yes, your mother first learned chess in order to let you train your mind. Later, she thought your moves were too strong, so she switched to Go, and she also practiced calligraphy not long after, right?" Yan Zhiwen shook his head, sighing Said, "I can't understand your mother's approach until now. What kind of peace of mind does a little girl want? It would be nice to be lively. In order to force you to learn design, grow according to what she wants, and walk according to the path she pointed. It’s about tossing a little doll so that he has to sleep according to the point. It’s only Xiaomeng who has a good temper. If you change to someone with poor psychological quality, you may be fine. Hey, forget it, let’s say these old days What are you doing from the past, come on, Xiaoqi, sit down, and play a game with me today."

The topic suddenly turned to Qi Xi, she couldn't react in time, and all the blurred pictures of little Meng Qingrang being forced to learn various things flashed in her mind frame by frame.

She didn't like it at all, and it was best to learn it quietly.

"Xixi?" Meng Qingrang touched Qi Xi's hand and smiled, "What are you thinking? It's a rare opportunity to play chess with Teacher Yan, why don't you go?"

Qi Xi came back to his senses, looked deeply at Meng Qingrang for a while, then turned around and walked to Yan Zhiwen and sat down.

"The red chess first." Yan Zhiwen raised his hand.

Qi Xi nodded with a smile, and chose a more stable opening - the Feixiang game.

At the beginning, the two played very quickly, and the two sides did not give way.

The further you go, the longer the thinking time.

Yan Zhiwen thought about the longest step for almost 5 minutes, and Qi Xi was on par.

For bystanders, the process is long and tedious.

Meng Qingrang knew how to play chess, but she didn't think so. She stood quietly behind Qi Xi all the time, watching her play chess with a sharp style, but she played it delicately and calmly in front of respected seniors. He couldn't help but be proud of the face he asked, and he didn't let himself be at a disadvantage.

Who was Qi Xi before?

What did Zhou Qi say when he took Zhou Qi to Tang Jia's place to pick them up to climb the mountain?

He should be shown the current Qi Xi.

If Qi Xi like this can only be described as ordinary, then most people in this world can only be regarded as mediocre.

"Teacher Yan?" Yan Zhiwen's wife walked in gracefully, with a kind face, "The meal is ready. Today is a special day, so it's not good to pass the time."

When Mrs. Yan spoke, Qi Xi, who was holding the red piece, had been thinking for a long time and hadn't taken the next step. Hearing this, she took the initiative to answer, "Mr. .”

Yan Zhiwen didn't agree clearly, just stood up with a smile, shook his head meaningfully, and said, "You little girl, why haven't you learned half of Xiao Meng's directness?"

After speaking, he followed Mrs. Yan and called everyone to leave.

Qi Xi walked last with Meng Qingrang as usual, and asked her puzzledly, "What does Teacher Yan mean by that last sentence?"

Meng Qingrang, "I really don't understand?"

Qi Xi, "I don't understand."

Meng Qingrang smiled, and answered her two words - sleepy.

Qi Xi paused for a while, and made a gesture to look back at the chessboard.

One more step, and Yan Zhiwen's Heizi would be "trapped to death" by her.

In international chess, "sleepy death" counts as a draw, but in Chinese chess, it means a loss, so she hesitated for a long time and did not leave, but the result was clearly seen by others.

Qi Xi sighed, "After taking so many steps carefully, I still made a mistake in the end."

"That's right." The people in front walked slowly and couldn't keep a distance, so Meng Qingrang could only cling to Qi Xi's ear and whispered, "I also beat Teacher Yan when I played chess with him for the first time. I thought it would be disrespectful for a junior like me to do this, and later on, I was the only junior who dined at the same table with him at his birthday party. Do you know why?"

Qi Xi, "Why?"

Meng Qingrang, "Because the strong meet the strong, they can meet their opponents. One-sided strength is called crushing. People in Teacher Yan's position have already passed the stage of bullying the weak by the strong. They prefer evenly matched opponents. Xixi, In this game, you have already entered his eyes."

The author has something to say: Now is the way to the crematorium, if I ask again, I really bit my tongue and killed myself╭（╯^╰）╮

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