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——I want to sleep, someone handed me a pillow——

The weather is not beautiful, rain and snow.

Xu Ziqin was staring at a stick figure of a child on the classroom wall in a daze, and suddenly felt movement in his arm.

Lowering his head, a pen was poking him.Then sneakily, a hand was stretched out from under the table. The young master was stunned for a while, and when he looked up, his cousin lip-synced with him: "Anti-viral oral solution, I just asked for it from the class flower, and I will send you a bottle." .”

Just as Xu Ziqin was about to catch it, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if being swept by a freezing ray, his movements froze.

Turning his head to look, the inhuman Bai Jiang propped his head on one hand with interest, his eyes darting over his desktop.

The young master turned his head back leisurely, turned his head suddenly, and met Bai Jiang's gaze.He didn't speak, and his expression was silent, very much like himself in front of Xu Shangwan's coffin.

"What do you think I'm doing?" The young master took the oral solution upright after he finished yelling at him.

It's not something invisible, why do you have to be sneaky?

He picked up the Xinhua dictionary from his desk pocket, and it took a long time to stand in front of him. He was just about to sneak down to drink the medicine when he realized... there was no straw.

I go……

Forget it, he also wants to find Wang Zijie again.When he was in elementary school, his cousin gave him AD calcium milk, which was so cool, which time did he wear a straw?I want him to tear off the film like a fool, and drink out a domineering air.

"Are you in poor health?" Bai Jiang suddenly lowered his head, choking the young master to death.

Xu Ziqin: ...

You're fucking weak, it's cold, it's sleet outside, the wind is blowing loudly, what's wrong with taking some anti-cold medicine?

The young master didn't want to talk to him. Although I confided my heart to him like a big fool last night, it didn't mean that the relationship between the two had improved. The two were still brothers who lived in words.

When people are in extreme despair, they will find someone to talk to, and Bai Jiang is just a listener who has the right time, place and people.

The young master repeatedly made excuses to numb himself. Last night, if the person he was so moved to become a cousin, the result would be the same.

"Didn't you weigh more than three catties at birth? I just checked with the doctor and said that it is indeed not normal."

Bai Jiang also solemnly placed the Baidu Medical Seeking interface in front of him, and pointed to the words on it.

Xu Ziqin thought to himself: Somebody will accept this psychopath.

Drinking an antiviral oral liquid can make up for your poor health?

I can also connect all my birth weight of more than three catties in series. This association ability is absolutely amazing.

wrong……

Xu Ziqin suddenly pressed his head and poked his arm: "How do you know that I was born with more than three catties?"

"Aunt Qin said it." Bai Jiang remained calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him, seeing the young master's half-green face, he didn't know how to restrain himself, and instead became more and more arrogant.

traitor!Anyway, I have also called her mother for so many years, and she has been completely captured by an outsider?

Adding WeChat to make peace in his own name, using his own preferences to prepare daily necessities for Bai Jiang, he can bear all these, even telling him about his birth weight, this is too outrageous!People check accounts are not so detailed, right?

"What else did she say?" Xu Ziqin tried his best to keep calm, and based on what he said later, he was considering whether to have a cold war with his mother after school tonight until dawn tomorrow.

"Birthday is May 5th, twice a year. When I'm bored, I like to eat brown sugar plums. It's best to bring a handle. I don't like too bright light, and I don't like suddenly changing from light to dark. And..."

"Shut up!" Xu Ziqin felt that he and Qin Yang could have a complete cold war until next year.

Why didn't you notice that Qin Yang talked so much?Isn't she the favorite at home with the airs of a young lady and arty appreciation of paintings and tea with those rich wives?Sure enough, he is getting older and loves gossip.

Kindergarten make-up classes are hell for the students. They can completely avoid the long recess time, and there are screams from the bottom. Fortunately, the goatee can't bear it for two consecutive sessions, so I hold the thermos and go outside to blow the cold wind. Fire out.

In his spare time, Fei Jin hugged Xu Ziqin to go to the bathroom, and the two walked around the kindergarten for half a circle, both dumbfounded.Anyway, it's a place where children of a certain age go to class, and the toilet is built so hidden?

"Tomorrow, Xiaonian, today is the last day of make-up class. Are you going to eat skewers at night? There is a new northeast barbecue stall next to my neighborhood. The boss said it was really Dandong."

"No." Xu Ziqin didn't have much appetite. Every time he had sex with them, he got drunk and was scolded countless times by Qin Yuan and Qin Yuan. It was almost Chinese New Year, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

"Then... go to eat Wagyu? Hot pot is also available." Fei Jin exhaustedly listed the names of the dishes, looking up, only to find that Xu Ziqin had already left him behind, so he had to catch up head-on.

"By the way, this little bastard is second to last in the final exam. Did you help him?"

If Fei Jin doesn't mention this, he will forget it.Bai Jiang entered the No. [-] Middle School with the lowest grades in the school, but this time the final exam was the second lowest in the class, and the school ranking has not yet been released.

The young master is not worried about how bad Bai Jiang's test is, he is at the bottom of the list, how bad can he be?

Besides, No. [-] Middle School has no distinction between intensive and sprint classes, and the grades of all the students are evenly distributed. According to past ranking experience, his cousin's second class is at the bottom of the list. Converted to the whole grade, it is still in the bottom [-] of the whole school. , Occasionally the smoke from the ancestral grave can be raised, and it depends on the peers.

"Why don't you help your cousin? Wang Zijie is the last one this time. Do you know what that means?"

Xu Ziqin raised his head leisurely, looked straight at him, and remained silent.

"The two of you have a friendship that goes to the toilet together in kindergarten. Think about it, he kept the title of the bottom one after more than ten years of cramming, and you made up for the little bastard for two days, and the little bastard got the bottom two in the exam! What does this mean?"

"The explanations are all scumbags. The penultimate one is like winning a medal on behalf of the China Youth Team tomorrow." Xu Ziqin retorted.

The two walked along the school path all the way to the teaching building. When they passed by the office on the first floor, Xue Xi happened to push the door out with a stack of homework books, and bumped into Fei Jin head-on, feeling nervous.

"What's the matter?" After Fei Jin helped her tidy up the books, she said she was fine, and walked away sullenly with her head down, looking listless.

The young master put his hands in his pockets and glanced sideways into the window. The black slim down jacket completely blocked his gaze, and Xu Ziqin recognized it at a glance.

Da Ya pointed to a piece of A[-] paper and said something to Bai Jiang. Xu Ziqin made a rough guess, but he still adhered to the philosophy of not being nosy, and made it through the last day.

"Oh!! Fuck! It's finally a fucking holiday!!" Wang Zijie stood on the table in two steps, throwing books around.

Da Ya slapped the tip of the chalk on his face, seeming to have a strong internal force, and knocked him to the ground: "You try to fuck again! Usually class is like a consumptive ghost smoking, what are you talking about now?" ah!"

There was a burst of laughter around.

Fei Jin also looked forward to the long Spring Festival holiday, so he let himself go completely, and even spoke recklessly: "Teacher, why is Mediterranean so indifferent to personnel? How can there be a school ranking report card issued the day before the eve of the year? This Can't the year go by?"

A chorus of sounds.

Only student Xu Ziqin is still keen on WeChat at the moment.

[Grandma: Xiaoqin, your Uncle Fu comes to eat at home, come back early, if the driver can't find anyone at the time, this year's New Year's money will be halved! 】

[Scutellaria: Uncle Fu?Who? 】

[Grandma: Don't play dumb! 】

Uncle Fu, full name Fu Annan, Xu Shangwan's college classmate.When Xu Shangwan was alive, he always took the young master to the amusement park to play on the carousel.

Just three years ago, when Xu Ziqin was promoted from the second year of junior high school to the third year of junior high school, Uncle Fu was sent abroad by his father to run an investment consulting company for a large Sino-foreign joint venture. A few hard bones have become famous since then, and they are quite well-known in Chinese circles.

He was in his late forties and still single.

After being away for three years, Xu Ziqin had to think about the conversation between Heavenly King Zhizhi and Qin Yang a few days ago when he returned home suddenly.

"I know you have a deep relationship with Shang Wan, but after he's gone, you have to think about the rest of your life, right? After Xiaoqin gets married and starts a business, do you still expect him to chat with you every day? Think about it, Shang Wan is on the ground I definitely hope that you can have a companion, someone to rely on."

As soon as my aunt mentioned this, Uncle Fu returned home.Any fool would have guessed this point.

Uncle Fu is actually quite a nice person. He has a cheerful personality and can get along well with children. He can accept being called Uncle. If he is called another name, he always feels awkward.It's not because it's awkward to call him dad, but because the word "dad" is awkward.

Ten years have passed, and he has never called him "Dad".

The phone's wechat vibrated, and he trembled.

[Grandma: Let the little bastard go home tonight, it's not good for people to see. 】

Xu Ziqin felt that what Grandma said was wrong, and if Qin Yang and Uncle Fu got married in the future, Bai Jiang would also live with them. After all, they had to meet each other, so they couldn't always hide.

Besides, although Bai Jiang has no blood relationship with the Qin family, he is also Xu Shangwan's son. In this way, he and Uncle Fu are related.

Just as he was about to answer, the phone vibrated again.

[Grandma: Hug my grandson. 】

In the end, the young master could no longer refute. Grandma has an easy-going personality and never meddles in other's affairs.

When Bai Jiang entered the Qin family, she had been silent all the time. This time, grandma's wechat on a whim was probably sent by her grandfather through her hand.

After all, the young master takes soft things but not hard things, and he'll be pissed off if he says a few nice words.

After Da Ya explained the homework for the winter vacation, he added: "Our class is traditional, changing seats at the beginning of school, the rules are the same as usual!"

The people below don't care what seats to change, they ran away and disappeared, and we will talk about next year's things next year.

Liu Shen, Fei Jinshun and Banhua Huang Dan sat together, like fighting landlords, arguing about where to eat and what to eat in the evening.

As soon as the young master put away his schoolbag, he was called by Mediterranean Sea to give a mobilization meeting for the first-year students for the next semester. He didn't type the manuscript, and he stumbled while speaking, but the audience applauded thunderously.

These people didn't listen to the speech, they all focused on Xu Ziqin's face.

The young master is good-looking, and his grades top 1 are obvious to the whole school. Before, he could only sneak a few glances at him, but now he can see his true face in an open and honest way. Naturally, he is extremely happy.

Anyway, Xu Ziqin took a quick glance and saw that there were at least five mobile phones in different camera positions, and there were no dead ends to take pictures of him.

ashamed...

Downstairs, the Doudizhu team of the second class downstairs was still arguing about where to go for dinner. Wang Zijie read the novel with gusto, and when he glanced at the time, did he take it by the way?He glanced at Bai Jiang.

He also received threatening WeChat messages from his grandma, thinking that Bai Jiang deliberately slowed down to pack his schoolbag at this moment, waiting for his cousin to go home with him.

Burning with anxiety, she came up with a plan: "It's cold, do you want them to eat hot pot together?"

"No." Bai Jiang put his schoolbag on his back, accidentally caught a glimpse of Xu Ziqin's fountain pen on the edge of the table, helped him put the pen cap on, and pushed it into the table, "Oh, by the way, I asked you something, the one who just talked about changing seats What is tradition?"

"You don't know yet?" Wang Zijie slapped his forehead, "I forgot that you are new here. Our class has a tradition of choosing the same table and seat in order of grades from high to low."

He glanced at Bai Jiang, looked up and down: "With your second-to-last grade, how can you be selected, just wait to be selected."

Bai Jiang glanced coldly, and snorted coldly, as if he was not convinced.

It was enough pressure for Wang Zijie to be overtaken by a freshman transferred from Yucai, but now he was nakedly despised, and he felt a fire in his heart: "What are you humming? Don't think that you are awesome just because you came in second to last in the exam." Break! My cousin taught me well. Without him, you don’t know where you are.”

He patted Bai Jiang's shoulder again, and whispered earnestly in his ear: "Treasure the last day of sitting at the same table with my cousin. From the beginning of next semester, he will sit with me."

Before leaving the classroom, Bai Jiang flicked his schoolbag from the side to copy the gap between the desks, and left a sentence: "Then tell your cousin, I'll go home for the New Year."

Congratulations to Ben Pu, if you really want to sleep, someone will hand you a pillow, and it will all work.