My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn't Need Any Comforting

The white t-shirt thrown on the velvet is innocent.

Its style is very ordinary, except for the smaller size, it is almost exactly the same as the men's style.

But it is indeed a women's model, with narrower shoulders and a narrower waist.

Qiao Shao stared at it for a long time, feeling stuffy.

He... just slowed down a bit in development, how could he be reduced to wearing women's clothing!

That temporary worker...

Qiao Shao narrowed his eyes and found the culprit.

It was the tall boy who recommended him to buy it. How could he, a salesperson, not be able to tell the difference between men's clothes and women's clothes!

Well, actually teased him.

Qiao Xiaoshao grabbed the white T-shirt and stuffed it into the trash can, as if it was that lazy high school student!

Qiao Shao, who was sitting on the sofa, was furious: No. [-] Middle School in the East District, right? Wait, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

At night, Qiao Zongmin came back.

Qiao Shao just took a shower, his hair was wet, and he came out to see his father: "Hong Kong is such an international metropolis, can't you stay overnight?"

Qiao Zongmin took a six-hour flight a day, and even scolded people at the meeting. He was tired enough, but no matter how tired he was, he had to go home to sleep.

He said: "What do you know, boy? The rule of a good man at home is to go home after dark."

Qiao Shao shook his hair and said, "What kind of meeting is there? It has to be held so far away."

Qiao Zongmin untied his tie and cuffs, and pushed his son into the bathroom: "Your father is here to inspect, and he called someone to check his fart. I asked if your problem can be corrected. After washing your hair, you have to dry it. You have a cold. A lot of fun?"

Qiao Shao said: "It's so easy to catch a cold."

Qiao Zongmin didn't say anything, and found a hair dryer to dry him.

The 1.8-meter-five big man is very skilled in doing this. It seems that he is used to it and has formed a body memory.

Qiao Shao frowned unconsciously, and Qiao Zongmin saw it through the mirror: "What's the matter? Got a headache?" There was some tension in his deep voice.

"No." Qiao Shao said, "They say they won't catch a cold."

Qiao Zongmin's hands visibly paused.

Before Qiao Zongmin could say anything else, Qiao Shao said, "I said Dad..."

"What?" Qiao Zongmin seemed a little absent-minded.

Qiao Shao looked at him through the mirror: "Are you sad?"

Qiao Zongmin didn't understand.

Qiao Shao grinned: "Seeing my lush and thick hair, are you so envious that your eyes turn green?"

Over [-] years old, Mr. Qiao, who was troubled by hair loss, was heartbroken, and he gave Qiao Shao a burst of chestnuts.

Qiao Shao covered his head: "A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands. It's not scary to be bald. Qiao Zongmin, you can't be a villain."

"You bastard," Qiao Zongmin rolled up his sleeves, making a gesture to hit someone, "I think your skin is itchy!"

Qiao Shao smeared oil on the soles of his feet, slipped away quickly, and closed the door for Qiao Zongmin by the way: "Dad, you stink to death, hurry up and take a bath!"

Qiao Zongmin scolded him again, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the hot water in the bathtub and the change of clothes that had been prepared for him on the shelf.

He closed his mouth, feeling very uncomfortable.

On the first day of school, Qiao Shao got up early in the morning.

He is a boarding student, so he has to go early to pack his things.

Just as Qiao Zongmin hung up the phone, Qiao Shao heard that he was postponing his work.

Qiao Shao immediately said: "Don't send me off, I can do it myself!"

Qiao Zongmin: "How can I do that? How can I not send you off on the first day of transfer."

Qiao Shao pursed his lips and said, "Put it down, I'm going to study!"

"So what, which school will not let the father send his son?"

Qiao Shao looked at him.

Qiao Zongmin said: "Don't worry, I found a BMW to take you off, I promise it will be unremarkable."

Qiao Shao was still looking at him.

Qiao Zongmin took off his watch again: "This is the head office."

Qiao Shao was still looking at him.

Qiao Zongmin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Tell me, I'll change everything that doesn't fit me."

Qiao Shao said: "If you don't want to attract attention, unless you have plastic surgery."

Qiao Zongmin: "..."

Qiao Shao reminded him: "Who made you appear in the news and magazines all day long! Don't send me off. If you go, I'll call grandpa and say you beat me up!"

Qiao Zongmin couldn't afford to offend his father-in-law, so he could only let this kid go by himself.

Qiao Shao's house is not too far from No. 10 Middle School in the Eastern District, and it takes only [-] minutes by taxi.

He dragged a suitcase and carried two bundles of quilts, as if he was fleeing famine.

The outfits of other boarding students are similar to his, but they are accompanied by their parents, so they don't have to carry them by themselves.

Although Qiao Shao came to the new school by himself, he didn't panic. When he arrived at the school gate, he grinned at the doorman and asked the direction of the dormitory.

When the doorman heard that he was a transfer student, he enthusiastically pointed to the dormitory building for him, and praised him: "It's okay, young man, you don't need to be sent by your parents, you can do it."

Qiao Shao said modestly: "It's nothing, I'm one year older than my classmates, so I should be more independent."

When he left, the doorman was stunned for a moment, is he one year older?Look at how that small body seems to be two years younger.

The school gate leads to the corridor of the male dormitory building.

He Shen stared at the ball for a long time.

I don't know which class the students are from, they are thin and pitifully small, and they look like they are about to be buried while carrying the bedding.

He couldn't see the ball's face from his angle, but He Shen felt a little familiar from the back.

——Like the junior high school student who picked up cheap.

"What are you looking at?" the person next to him asked him.

He Shen withdrew his gaze, thought of the appearance of the little man "moving forward with a heavy load", and smiled: "I saw a little turtle."

The companion froze for a moment: "Huh?"

He Shen shook his head: "It's nothing."

The companion is not a questioner, so he said directly: "Let's go, it's getting late."

Qiao Shao didn't know that after being tricked into buying women's clothing, she became a bastard again. Oh, it's a little turtle, but there is no difference!

At this time, Xiaobai, ah, it is Qiao Xiaoshao who has already entered the dormitory.

He is in room 516, the room on the fifth floor that is the farthest to the south.

Carrying all these things up to the fifth floor in one breath, Qiao Shao had to die on the stairs.

Fortunately, it was Monday, and everyone just came back from home. There were many people going upstairs, and some enthusiastic students offered to help. Qiao Shao was no longer "independent", so he thanked her repeatedly and accepted the love from her classmates.

The classmate who helped me learned that he was in room 516, and his eyes flickered.

Qiao Shao didn't understand why.

The classmate patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, come on!"

Qiao Shao: "???"

The classmate put his luggage on the stairs on the fifth floor, rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and slipped away.

what's the situation?

Is room 516 haunted?

Qiao Shao rubbed his face and cheered up: I'm afraid of a ghost, he himself is the biggest ghost!

Pushing the door open and entering the house, he was a little surprised by the lively scene.

Speaking of being haunted...

This is a four-person room, unexpectedly spacious and bright.

Next to the window sill are facing desks and matching bookshelves, and next to the door are four bunk beds. The aisle in the middle is not narrow, but it is full of things at this time.

Sitting at the desk on the left is a small man with short hair dyed blue-gray.

The little man's feet were resting on the desk, his shoes hadn't been changed, and he looked arrogant and domineering.

There were two adults in the room, and from their eyes, they were all the little man's family.

Older women are unpacking quilts and clothes, men are unpacking luggage, tablets, laptops, and all kinds of contraband.

Seeing Qiao Shao come in, the blue-gray boy raised his chin and asked, "A transfer student?"

Qiao Shao felt that this kid deserved a beating.

The boy asked again, "What's your name?"

Qiao Shao read it silently, studied hard every day, held back, and said his name.

"Young Master Qiao?" The young man smiled, "Your name is good, you are born to be a young master."

Qiao Shao didn't bother to explain which word it was.

The young man retracted his legs and stood up from the chair. To Qiao Shao's heart, this guy who was obviously not tall was actually a little taller than him!

The young man glanced at his luggage, and a trace of disdain flashed in his pretty eyes: "It's a pity that you live a little far away from the young master."

Qiao Shao: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, the boy lost interest, collapsed back to the chair, put on the earphones and listened to the music.

Only then did Qiao Shao realize that there was a boy in front of the desk on the right.

He was in stark contrast to the arrogant young man on the left. He sat there quietly, devoting himself to a test paper.

The boy was wearing a school uniform and a pair of old glasses. The desk was clean and tidy, and there was nothing unrelated to study.

It's just that his sense of existence is too low, Qiao Shao didn't notice him at first.

"Hello." Qiao Shao greeted him.

The boy raised his head and said calmly, "Hello." Then he lowered his head to do the question.

Don't even introduce yourself?

Qiao Shao understood a little bit. Although his room 516 is not haunted by ghosts, it is also full of "ghosts and snake spirits".

Three students came to the four-person dormitory, but the fourth one is still missing.

Qiao Shao stared at the two empty beds, but couldn't tell which was his.

It doesn't matter which one, I can't put this quilt on the floor, I should find a bed to put it down first.

While thinking this way, he put the futon on the lower bed on the left.

As soon as this action was done, I heard an exclamation: "Fuck, you are looking for death!"

Qiao Shao was taken aback.

The blue-gray-haired boy jumped up, took off his earphones and rushed over, "Don't move this bed!"

As he said that, he picked up Qiao Shao's quilt directly, but didn't throw it on the ground, but put it on the bed on the right.

Qiao Shao: "..." What is this?

The boy said: "If you don't do it, you won't die. This bed is taboo in the dormitory. If you don't want to be beaten, don't touch it!"

Qiao Shao asked with a question mark on his face: "What?"

The young man glared at him ferociously: "You poor ghost, don't ask any questions. Anyway, if you want to go to school well, don't mess with him!"

Qiao Shao was stunned again... Poor man, how could he have thought that he would have a chance to be given these two words in his life.

The quiet boy who hadn't moved put down the test paper, walked over and said, "Your bed is here, I'll make your bed for you."

The blue-gray-haired boy snorted and sat back on his chair.

Qiao Shao didn't bother to talk to him anymore. Compared with the abnormal kid, the boy in front of him looked more like a normal student.

"Thank you," Qiao Shao said, "I can do it myself."

The boy said: "It's okay, are you a transfer student? Which class are you in?"

Qiao Shao said: "Squad [-]."

The boy looked up at him.

Qiao Shao asked: "Aren't we in the same class?" In terms of dormitory, isn't it assigned by class?

The boy said, "I'm in class one, but the other two are not. They're in the international class."

International class...

Qiao Shao understands, it's no wonder that the blue-haired boy is so embarrassing in a place where rich kids gather.

The boy's attitude was much gentler, he said his name, and explained the situation of the dormitory to Qiao Shao.

East District No. 516 Middle School is a half-day school, and it is not compulsory to live on campus, so the students who live on campus account for [-]% to [-]% of the students. Generally, they are assigned according to the class, but Qiao Shao is a transfer student and came in halfway. The dormitory of my class is full, and maybe there is still a vacant seat in [-], so I put him in.

Qiao Shao didn't think so, he suspected that one of his parents was doing the tricks.

——The fifth floor is a four-person dormitory, and the conditions are much better than the six-person dormitory downstairs.

The boy's name is Chen Chen. Qiao Shao is more curious about why he is not a transfer student, why he is placed in this dormitory. It can be seen that he has a cold relationship with Lan Mao and they don't get along very well.

Of course, this might hurt people, but Qiao Shao didn't ask.

After the two made the bed, they complained: "I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office, you should still get some things."

Qiao Shao quickly responded: "Okay!"

When they left the dormitory, Chen Xu explained to him: "Don't go to the third bed, and don't talk to the person in the third bed."

Qiao Shao became curious: "Why?"

Chen Zhi glanced at him: "Didn't you have such a person in your previous school?"

What kind of person?

Qiao Shao's previous school was too lacking in reference.

Chen Xu considered it for a while, and explained: "It's very fierce...everyone is afraid of him."

Qiao Shao understands, school bully.

His previous school had it too, just himself.

Of course, what he relied on was not fierceness, but his blinding family background.

Chen Xu told him: "Anyway, stay away from him, the school leaders can't do anything about him."

Qiao Shao nodded earnestly. He came here to study hard so that he would not get close to problematic teenagers.

Suddenly Chen Xu grabbed his arm and pulled him behind the pillar.

Qiao Shao blinked: "What's wrong?"

Chen complained: "Lou Xiao is bullying again."

Qiao Shao: "Lou Xiao?"

Chen explained: "It's the person in bed number three."

Qiao Shao understood, he looked over quietly, wanting to write down the school bully's face, and make a detour later.

then……

He saw a familiar figure.

The boy was tall, with his white hands in his pockets, and he was standing loosely as if he hadn't woken up.

It's that...it's that...

How could Qiao Shao forget?

It was the temporary worker who tricked him into buying a women's T-shirt!

It turns out that this guy is still a delinquent boy who bullies people everywhere!

Lou Xiao, right?

Qiao Shao remembered!

The author has something to say: He Shen: I'm not, I don't have a wife, I'm innocent.

Lou Xiao: I am the fucking innocent!

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