The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai came back to his senses and shook his head: "What little girl."

Cheng Ke felt wronged: "It's obvious that you are laughing nonsense, so no one else is allowed to guess. Don't say you saw a little girl like that just now, just say that you are in a relationship and want a girlfriend, and people will believe it."

Hearing this, Yi Huai felt uncomfortable for some reason. He tugged at the collar of the sweater, and changed the subject calmly: "Hey, don't you think the collar is a little tight? I don't know how the class committee picks clothes. What did you think at the time, if you sang with a little more force, wouldn't it all be split?"

He is also the focus of the attention of the girls around him. Cheng Ke's voice was not low just now, and he was a girl and a girlfriend. He had already attracted a lot of attention from nearby. At this time, the cultural and entertainment committee answered the call not far away: "Yi Huai, Clothes are none of my business, the squad leader said to choose one with a high collar."

Yi Huai didn't hear clearly: "What chestnut cake?"

The cultural and entertainment committee gathered enough strength, picked the key points and shouted concisely: "Qi Hang just said that you are too revealing in your clothes!"

For a while, Yi Huai became the most eye-catching presence in the backstage. There was no one in the Fifth Middle School who didn't know Qi Hangzhi. Of course, there was no one who didn't know Yi Huai now.

Yi Huai froze on the spot, looked at the people around him, his lips moved, and finally said as if he was defeated: "He said, then, let's do it... This dress is also okay."

Cheng Ke said in a low voice, "I don't know if the clothes are good or not, I just know that your face changes really fast."

The penultimate class of the eighth class came to the stage, and when Qi Hang read the conclusion to the previous class, the teacher came over and asked them to wait for the stage.

Yi Huai is tall and standing at the back. He watched Qi Hang on the stage standing under the spotlight from a distance. The light outlined a smooth and beautiful outline. The other party seemed to know how to behave in such a situation. , when he spoke, his temperament was calmer than usual, his expression was very easy to handle, and there was just the right amount of slack in his voice.

There is also a hostess next to Qi Hangzhi. Although she is also a beautiful girl selected from the second grade of high school, she is obviously nervous, her shoulders and back are tense, and her hand is tightly stuck to the microphone when she reads the words. , in stark contrast to Qi Hangzhi's calmness.

Yi Huai was probably fascinated by the sight, and when he was queuing up to play, his eyes were still fixed on Qi Hangzhi, watching the other party walking towards them without squinting.

Facts have proved that it is really easy to fall when going up the steps without looking at your feet. When Qi Hang passed by, Yi Huai stepped on a little space, and almost staggered, bringing down the row of people in front like a domino.

At this moment, one hand firmly supported his elbow, and lifted him up with an irresistible force.

Yi Huai raised his head and saw Qi Hang's calm profile.

They were in the shadow of the crimson curtain, Qi Hang had just walked in, and Yi Huai was about to walk out in the next second, which happened to be a moment that the audience couldn't see.

Qi Hang turned his face straight, his eyes became even darker in the dark: "Will you fall when you see me?"

Yi Huai came into contact with the other party's line of sight, subconsciously pulled his arm out, and muttered while doing it: "Didn't you not look my way..."

If you didn't look this way, how would you know that he was wrestling, and his temples have eyes?

"Look." Qi Hang raised his eyebrows lightly.

Yi Huai was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing on the stage and singing along with the troops. He couldn't hold back, and sneaked a glance to the sidelines.

Qi Hang was standing there to check the manuscript with the hostess, and in order to avoid suspicion, he put the hand on the girl's side behind his back.

As if sensing his gaze, Qi Hang raised his eyes casually and glanced in his direction.

In the next second, Yi Huai saw Qi Hang mouthing towards him and returning the phrase "Come on".

After a pause, he added another sentence, Yi Huai could tell by his appearance, and he could see that what the other party said was "don't get out of tune".

Qi Hang watched Yi Huai standing on the stage trying to show his teeth and claws but couldn't move after he understood, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

The girl who was facing the manuscript with Qi Hang hesitated for a moment, but she mustered up the courage to ask: "Did I speak too badly?"

Qi Hang paused, and after realizing why the other party misunderstood, he explained lightly: "I'm not laughing at you."

The girl thought he was picking on her faults because of face, and she insisted on asking him to give her some advice. Over there, Yi Huai looked even more irritable, and the little class leader laughed at him. Hook up.

Yi Huai, a national-level contestant who ran out of tune, finally got off the stage at the end of the show. He was about to ask Qi Hang Zhixing for his crimes, but was stopped by Cheng Ke who was next to him.

Cheng Ke asked helplessly: "Why have you been so restless since the squad leader gave you a hand just now? The floor is shaking when I stand next to you. I think you've been electrocuted, okay?"

After such a short sentence, Qi Hang went to the stage to announce the scene again. Yi Huai did not find a chance to seek revenge. He stared fiercely at the back of the other party, gritted his teeth and said to Cheng Ke: "Then do you feel that it is direct or communicative?" No?"

When eating at noon, Qi Hang felt that Yi Huai was more awkward than yesterday, and kept looking at him angrily, but every time he looked back probing, the other party turned his head away again, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

Liao Zhengyi also noticed this. When he returned to the dormitory at noon, he asked Qi Hangzhi: "Qi Dog, did you offend Yi Huai? He didn't say a word to you when he was eating."

"Maybe." Qi Hang thought it was funny when he thought of Yi Huai's aggrieved look on the stage in the morning, "he's quite good at holding grudges."

Liao Zhengyi patted his chest: "Look at me, I will create a chance for you to coax you back this afternoon."

He did what he said, and there was an art class in the afternoon, and the art teacher asked everyone to make origami in two groups. He tried his best to steal the day, and replaced Cheng Ke, who was in Yi Huai's group, with Qi Hangzhi.

Yi Huai stared at Qi Hangzhi who was sitting next to him: "I don't want you."

"No." Qi Hang said casually.

He handed the paper on the table to Yi Huai, but Yi Huai had no intention of reaching out to take it.

"Such a small mind," Qi Hang turned his face to look at him, "Is it because you are out of tune that you have such a temper?"

Yi Huai was really coaxed by him to speak: "It's not about being out of tune... No, who told you that I was out of tune."

"Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't blame you." Qi Hang admitted his mistakes like a follower of good people, and he didn't know where he learned it.

Yi Huai is very good at pushing his nose on his face: "Is this where you are wrong?"

Qi Hang humbly asked him if there was anything wrong.

Yi Huai didn't want to talk to him at first, but after a while he still muttered: "Are you still molesting the little girl?"

Qi Hang was stunned for a moment: "Molested the little girl?"

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that what Yi Huai was referring to was the two words he said to the hostess in the morning.

"That's called molesting?" Qi Hang asked in a low voice, holding back a laugh.

Before Yi Huai could reply, he said again: "Puppy, do you want me to teach you what it means to be molested?"

The author says:

update tomorrow