My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

Fang Zhong followed them around a long way, and it turned out that he was going to have his hair cut today.

Ever since, in this school time when everyone is busy buying and eating.

Qin Shuhao and the three of them sat in a barbershop around the corner of the street and had their hair cut.

The three boys sat in a row, and Fang Zhong, who originally proposed to have a haircut, backtracked.

What he said was like farting, and he sat on the swivel chair and asked the little brother who cut his hair to make him a flirty hairstyle, applying hairspray and blow-drying.

Compared with Fang Zhong, Qin Shuhao was honest and honest, and his hair was cut by the hairdresser.

The watermelon-like hairstyle that originally covered the forehead and ears was cut short.

The little brother who cut his hair was nice. He gave him a more handsome hairstyle, which made him look cute and serious.

The hair curtain on the forehead reveals the delicate tips and tails of the eyebrows, and the hair on both sides is trimmed to reveal the ears.

Compared with the original watermelon head covering on his head, he also looks like a handsome high school student.

The little brother who cut Ji Cheng's hair heard Ji Cheng say, "Cut it shorter."

Then Ji Seung's hair was even shorter.

The whole person became more and more fierce, and the shape of his face and facial features also became more rigid.

The two at the same table took a short time to cut their hair, but in order to wait for Fang Zhong's haircut to attract the little girl, they had no time for dinner.

Seeing that the English listening comprehension is about to start, Boss Qi should also be in class at this time.

Qin Shuhao was about to run to school, but Fang Zhong dragged his clothes by one arm and entered the Huainan beef soup shop in the back street.

Qin Shu is such an obedient student, where did he skip class, he begged Ji Cheng with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"At the same table, I, I won't eat, the class is already going to self-study, you can eat, or, can you help me take the meal back?"

Ji Cheng was about to order food at the door, when the man who was a head taller than Qin Shuhao looked down at him, then raised his arms and pressed him to sit down.

"People in the class will know when they see that you and I are not here, let's eat first, it's not too late."

"But I..."

"Sit down." Ji Cheng looked at him lowly and repeated.

"Oh." Qin Shu obediently sat in Ji Cheng's seat.

But Qin Shu was kind and uneasy, he looked at Fang Zhong who was playing with his phone with his head down.

"Fang Zhong, are you still going back to your self-study?"

If they don't go back, he can't listen to Ji Cheng.

Fang Zhong on the opposite side was humming a song that Qin Shuhao had never heard before, holding his mobile phone to take pictures of himself, Qin Shuhao didn't seem to hear the question he asked him.

Ji Cheng who ordered the meal came back, Qin Shuhao looked up at him, "Are you going back to study today?"

Ji Cheng watched him sit down, "Yes."

Qin Shuhao's classmate was only half relieved to wait for the meal.

Three servings of beef soup, five triangle fire pies.

Ji Cheng spontaneously handed the last fire with beef and eggs to Qin Shuhao.

Qin Shuhao said thank you, took the pie and ate it gracefully.

Looking at it like this, it is impossible for him to go back after eating, and his hearing is not good today.

I hope that their boss Qi will take their daughter home from get off work early today and not see them skipping class.

Fang Zhong was sitting on a plastic stool, and had to raise one of his legs to lay across the empty stool next to him.

Holding the burning fire in one hand, the other hand stopped to smooth the "hedgehog hairs" that had been stuck together on the head.

Qin Shuhao pretended to be studying and homework in his heart, but at the same time worried that they would be stopped by the gate post at the door and the student union when they went back.

So he tried his best to speed up eating, but the more he bit down on the triangle fire, the easier it was for the stuffing to leak out.

He only took a sip of the beef soup now, almost scalding his tongue.

Looking at Ji Cheng again, he doesn't seem to be afraid of the heat.

Two fire pies and a beef soup were eaten before Qin Shujia finished his own pie.

After finishing his meal, Ji Cheng casually glanced at Qin Shuhao.

When he was at school, this idiot sat outside, he hardly saw his right side of his face, but today he glanced at it, and it seemed that his neck was thinner than the left side of his face.

His eyesight was excellent, and he saw a piece of hair sticking to Qin Shuhao's neck after just one glance.

I guess it got blown in by accident while drying my hair.

Ji Cheng suddenly raised his hand, stroking the dregs of hair, pinched Qin Shuhao's neck and pulled out the little thing.

His actions really scared Qin Shuhao who was about to drink soup.

Ji Cheng pulled off the dregs of hair, and he stuck to the wall next to him like a frightened rabbit.

Fang Zhong, who was eating fire on the opposite side, looked like he saw Ji Cheng smirking at the computer in the Internet cafe that day, and his mouthful of pie almost fell on the table.

After hiding from Qin Shuhao, he felt that it was nothing. Ji Cheng pulled the hair from his neck and threw it on the ground aside, gave him a flat look, and then sat upright.

It made Qin Shuhao feel like a fussy girl, so he sat back quickly.

He lowered his head and took a spoonful of the soup, stuffing it into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not.

As a result, Qin Shuhao was so hot that he couldn't speak, and he drank it down very strongly.

The soup scalded the throat all the way to the esophagus, and finally slipped into the stomach.

Just like this, Qin Shuhao kept his head down and didn't dare to hiss, his face was buried in the soup bowl, and his two delicate eyebrows frowned.

Fang Zhong, who was sitting across from them, swallowed the pie in his mouth, looked at Qin Shuhao with disgust and surprise, "Three zeros, three zeros, you are really amazing."

Frowning Qin Shuhao looked up at him with doubts on his face.

Fang Zhong talked while chewing, "Lao Ji and I grew up peeing and muddy together, but we never saw him treat me so well, tsk tsk tsk..."

He shook his head and looked at Ji Cheng, who was now paralyzed, and then turned his head back to Qin Shuhao.

"Your tablemate is good enough. You can drive him to study and make him soft-tempered. It's ok. It's very awesome."

Fang Zhongkong held out one hand and gave Qin Shuhao a thumbs up.

Qin Shuhao only felt that his tongue had been scalded and fell into the beef soup.

He pouted and didn't know how to answer Fang Zhong, and then Fang Zhong smiled and looked at his phone.

Ji Cheng, who was sitting next to Qin Shuhao, saw the embarrassment of the idiot next to him.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and told him slowly.

"It's only 10 minutes of self-study now, drink slowly."

Qin Shuhao, who opened his mouth to inhale cold air, turned his head and glanced at him, then nodded and continued to dry the cold soup.

Ji Cheng was a little turbulent when he saw his ridiculously red tongue, and his tone followed suit.

As if their grade director was about to scold the students, "Don't worry, don't you understand? Don't you feel it if you burn your tongue?"

Feeling oppressive, Qin Shuhao shut his mouth quickly in fright, and didn't dare to wrinkle his eyebrows. After looking at Ji Cheng with innocent eyes, he lowered his head to stare at his own bowl.

Ji Cheng, who originally wanted to check his phone, just thought he shouldn't talk so much with Qin Shuhao, a bookworm.

In addition to studying well, he is dumbfounded when doing other things, and he doesn't bark when he eats hot food.

Fang Zhong, who was flipping through his photos, was grinning the whole time, he had never seen Ji Cheng get too anxious with anyone.

Today is still because of this kind of trivial matter, it is really one thing and one thing.

Qin Shuhao didn't know why when he was murdered. He usually felt that Ji Cheng had an intriguing aura.

He always invisibly oppresses others to obey him, so he always listens to Ji Cheng subconsciously.

The soup in the bowl barely moved, and Ji Cheng didn't intend to let him drink it, so he stood up and walked away.

First went to the door to pay for the meal, and then gave Qin Shuhao a 20 in the supermarket they passed by on their way back and asked him to buy a bottle of cold drink.

They were indeed stopped by the gate guard when they returned to school, but they were not allowed to register their names. They were only verbally instructed not to be late, and then they were released back to the classroom.

Today was also a coincidence, Qi Xia took her daughter home when the students were out of school, and Qin Shuhao and the others "escaped a catastrophe" because of this.

The next day was another full day of difficult classes, mathematics, physics and chemistry equations were used in turn to torture people, Qin Shuhao was so energetic that he almost fell asleep due to torture.

It was not easy to make it to school.

Qin Suhao held back her urine for a whole class, and went to the toilet to solve it after school, where she met Fang Zhong who was even more in a hurry than him.

Returning to the classroom from the toilet, he relayed what Fang Zhong had said to him to Ji Cheng next to him.

"Deskmate."

Qin Shuhao was packing his schoolbag while talking to Ji Cheng who was reading car magazines.

"Ok?"

"Fang Zhong wants me to tell you, let you go to his house to look for him after school, he left first, there are good things for you to see."

Ji Cheng, who turned the page, turned his face to look at him, "Good stuff?"

Qin Shu, who was packing his schoolbag, rolled his eyes, approached him, and told him furtively.

"Fang Zhong also asked me to tell you, not to tell anyone else."

"..."

Ji Cheng understood, and said yes with a hum.

Qin Shuhao continued to pack books into his backpack.

Ji Cheng, who turned around in his mind, turned his head to look at him again, this idiot was concentrating on sorting out his math tutorial.

Ji Cheng asked him playfully, "Do you know what good things Fang Zhong said?"