The bully thought he was wearing a book

Qi Hangzhi only wore a black sweater under his school uniform, and Yi Huai was directly attached to him through a layer of soft fabric.

Adolescent boys are full of firepower, and Qi Hangzhi's body temperature suddenly surrounds Yi Huai domineeringly. Yi Huai puts one hand on the lower part of Qi Hangzhi's chest, and he can clearly feel the outline of the muscles under the other's clothes.

Yi Huai felt that Qi Hang's pleasant breath was slowly passing over the corners of his eyes, and his whole body became stiff.

"That... I didn't do it on purpose." Yi Huai said without confidence.

He really didn't mean it, but Qi Hangzhi's zipper was still held in his hand, which made his denial sound unconvincing.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, unless he is tired of living crookedly, otherwise he would play a scoundrel who would not dare to play Qi Hangzhi.

The new little hooligan Yi Huai didn't dare to look at Qi Hangzhi's expression, he quickly got up from the opponent's body, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the umbrella to try to make amends: "Let me fight."

He is a little shorter than Qi Hang, and he needs to raise his hand a little higher when opening an umbrella. Qi Hang tilted his head and looked at him, his eyes were full of playfulness, which made Yi Huai feel like he was a person in the eyes of the other party. Little is the same.

No, anyway, he is 1.8 meters tall, Qi Hang is only a few centimeters taller than him, what is it to show off, how tall is he?

The umbrella that Fang Niannian left behind was not big, and it would be a bit grievous for them two boys with broad shoulders and long legs to use it together. Yi Huai carefully stood behind Qi Hang, trying to keep the two of them staggered to avoid contact, and at the same time It can also reduce the area exposed to rain.

He had just walked a few steps like this when he heard Qi Hangzhi say "bring the schoolbag here" flatly.

Yi Huai froze for a moment, Qi Hang glanced at him, lowered his head and took one strap of his schoolbag off his shoulder.

It was only then that Yi Huai realized that the schoolbag he had been carrying on one shoulder just now had been wet by the rain, but he hadn't noticed it all the time. If Qi Hang didn't say anything, his schoolbag would probably be soaked by the time he got to the dormitory. The books in it counted one by one, and all of them had to be turned into lumps of paper.

Qi Hang put Yi Huai's schoolbag in his hand and weighed it: "Bring so many things back home, didn't you finish your homework?"

Yi Huai nodded, and wanted to take it from him, but Qi Hangzhi didn't intend to give it to him, and he carried it all the way naturally.

The two walked to the eaves of the dormitory building. Yi Huai put away the umbrella and shook off the water on it, thinking about going to class five tomorrow to return it to Fang Niannian.

But in the next second, Qi Hang punctured his fantasy, and said without a tone: "Give me the umbrella."

Yi Huai tried to struggle: "Then what, I don't need to bother you about such trivial matters as returning the umbrella."

"No trouble, I'll check the fuck tomorrow and bring it to her by the way." Qi Hang said slowly.

Everyone said so, and Yi Huai couldn't insist anymore, so he could only say "Oh" reluctantly, and handed the umbrella to Qi Hangzhi reluctantly.

Qi Hangzhi returned the schoolbag to him, and the two accidentally touched each other's hands, Yi Huai subconsciously moved away, but Qi Hangzhi grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Hands are so cold."

Before Yi Huai had time to react, Qi Hang let go, took a look at him and turned back to the dormitory.

Yi Huai looked at the other party's back, and belatedly thought, Qi Hangzhi's muscles feel quite good.

The month between the monthly exams and midterm exams is the most active time in No. [-] Middle School. The next morning, before self-study, Wen He announced that two weeks later will be the school's chorus festival, and everyone in the class will be on stage. Starting from tomorrow, there will be three evening self-study rehearsals every week.

Someone raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, what song are we singing?"

"The repertoire school has drawn a range, and I asked the music teacher to help choose one suitable for our class," Wen He looked at his watch, "Okay, we will discuss these when the rehearsal starts tomorrow, and we will go to self-study in the morning first."

Yi Huai's heart began to stir. When he was in No. 27 Middle School, there were chorus activities in the school. He usually went straight to an Internet cafe to play games. If he wanted to escape from this kind of activity, he had to escape from the beginning. In this way, even if the teacher found out in the middle and late stages of rehearsal He will also let him go because he can't keep up with the progress.

So in the last evening self-study of the next day, Yi Huai pretended to follow the team of Class [-] to the music classroom. He was tall and stood behind when queuing up. The stairs went down to the first floor.

Yi Huai did not go through the school gate. After all, he is not Qi Hangzhi, and he does not have a face that can be used as a pass. However, he has long discovered that although the fence on the small garden side is high, the iron pattern in the middle is very suitable from the bottom to the top. When the pedal is stepped on, it is a good place to turn out.

Sure enough, after practice, he found that his guess was right, and from then on he could unlock the skill of going out of school by himself during illegal time.

Yi Huai has a fake ID card in his hand, which he dug out from the dormitory drawer before. He knew it was used to enter the Internet cafe at a glance, and instantly felt sympathy for the original owner of the book. However, some time ago he In order to help Qi Hang play straight to the game, he has been studying hard, and this ID card is only now useful.

There is an Internet cafe just across the road from the fifth middle school and just around the corner in an alley. Yi Huai found the place, and the two children in front of him were in the fourth and fifth grades.

These Internet cafes near the school were originally mainly engaged in student business. When the administrators saw minors, they turned a blind eye and let them in. At most, they said a few symbolic words.

"Are you adults?" the network administrator asked, yawning.

The primary school student didn't feel guilty at all, and responded loudly.

"Oh, grown-ups," the network administrator wanted to joke with them, "then what are your professions?"

"Mage."

"Shooter."

The two elementary school students said in unison, their serious looks almost made Yi Huai laugh.

When it was his turn, he didn't bother to be questioned, so he showed his ID card to the administrator, and the date of birth on his ID card was 50 years ago, and the administrator said slowly, "Brother, you look quite young. "

Yi Huai paid a two-hour deposit, and the administrator gave him a temporary card. He took it to an empty corner to find an empty machine, and just entered the account number and password for the Internet, and saw Liao Zhengyi sneaking around. came in through the door.

When the two met their gazes, Liao Zhengyi called out to him excitedly, and after handing over the money, he went straight to the seat next to him: "You are also running away from the chorus."

While playing games, the two exchanged their experience and feelings about their late self-study. At the same time, they watched the process of two elementary school students being kicked out by their parents. A familiar figure appeared.

Fuck, why did Qi Hang come here?

Yi Huai wanted to hide, but Qi Hangzhi had already spotted him. Seeing the other party getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pulled Liao Zhengyi and shouted: "Hey, the squad leader is looking for you everywhere, hurry up!" Come back to rehearsal with me!"