Xu Qichen blinked slowly and didn't speak for a long time.

729 is here. Xia Zhixu was afraid that Xu Qichen would run away, so he grabbed his arm and pulled him into the car. He swiped his bus card twice. Through his school uniform jacket and thick wool sweater, his forearm felt soft.

Xia Zhixu, who had been waiting for half an hour, suddenly became cold.

The road has not been repaired for two months, and the carriage is full, so there is no chance to get away from Xu Qichen.

As long as the two of them get into one car, they can only be close together. This is why Xu Qichen is unwilling to take the bus with him these days.

His arms were still tightly grasped by Xia Zhixu, and the temperature of his palm seemed to be able to transmit from the thick fabric to his skin, making him feel hot.

With so many people standing together, Xia Zhixu couldn't say anything, so he could only grab him quietly and prevent him from avoiding it. Until they got out of the car, Xu Qichen felt it was not suitable and said, "Let go of me."

"Then don't run away."

"I won't run."

Xia Zhixu then let go a little. Although Xu Qichen didn't run away, he stood a little far away from him. He felt so wronged. Could he be a very lethal infectious disease virus? Why did Xu Qichen avoid it so much?

The first class in the afternoon was mathematics. The math teacher was teaching the new lesson. Xia Zhixu was dazed at Xu Qichen's back and felt very uncomfortable.

He won't look back if he kicks his stool.

After glanced at the deskmate's desk and saw a post-it notes, Xia Zhixu suddenly thought of a solution.

"Borrow me this."

He turned the post-it note back and pulled out the cover and wanted to write it. His deskmate reminded him, "It's reverse, this side needs to be glued on."

"I know." Xia Zhixu buried his head low, wrote a picture on his own, then turned it over and put it on Xu Qichen's back neck.

Xu Qichen didn't want to pay attention to something, but this was not good-looking. It would be even more troublesome if the passing director saw it. He had to reach his hand behind and tore off the post-it notes.

[Take me a little bit.]

Xu Qichen quickly posted the post-it note on the desktop, with the blank part facing outward, pretending that he couldn't see anything.

Another one was gently pressed against his neck.

[I was wrong, it was all my fault.]

What are you wrong? Xu Qichen thought helplessly that he did nothing wrong at all. He sighed silently and pasted the paper on the one just now.

The third picture.

[Although I'm not very clear about what I've done wrong now, it doesn't matter! As long as you are unhappy, it's all my fault.]

Seeing this picture, Xu Qichen almost couldn't help laughing.

What do you care about? This strange guy.

Before he could post the one on his hand to the table, another one was added on his neck.

Strange, a little heavy.

Xu Qichen quietly tore off the post-it notes under the nose of the geography teacher and took them to his face to take a look.

There is no writing on it, only a smiling face and a rushing arrow.

The arrow pointed at a very small candy he used to glue it with transparent gelatin. The glass candy paper shone with colorful light in the autumn sun.

Pussed his lips to suppress his desire to laugh.

His emotions were controlled by him, and Xu Qichen was now 100% sure.

"Five yuan per bill." The deskmate reached in front of Xia Zhixu and "bring money."

"You're too dark." Xia Zhixu threw the remaining post-it notes into her hand, "I don't need it."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The deskmate shook his head, "What a pity, the two best-looking guys in our class."

Xia Zhixu frowned, "What a pity?"

The deskmate glanced at him and silenced his lips.

Gay in Gay.

After the new lesson was finished, the math teacher pushed his glasses and said, "Take out your monthly exam papers. You guys say, how many questions are I mentioned before, ah, once the exam is over, there are still many mistakes and a lot of mistakes."

Xia Zhixu had just completed a big thing and turned his pen in a happy mood.

"There is only one full mark in the class. Let me show you other people's papers and answering questions. Xia Zhixu," the math teacher called him, "Put your paper."

The pen fell off from his hand with a snap and fell on the table.

All... kneaded into a ball...

Xia Zhixu flipped the paper ball from the drawer, unfolded it awkwardly little by little, and tried hard to smooth it out, but it was still wrinkled.

The math teacher got off the podium and walked up to him, "Hurry up."

Xia Zhixu handed the wrinkled paper to the teacher in disappointment, and he didn't dare to look at him.

"You! What's going on with you?"

"Accidentally, I treated it as waste paper..."

The whole class laughed, and Xu Qichen couldn't help but lower his head and smiled secretly.

The last class in the afternoon was a class meeting, and it was also a basketball game between Class 13 and Class 7. The people in the class basketball team were called out early, and the rest of the class students were doing their homework bored, listening to the class monitor talking about some major activities in the school recently and the things that the class teacher had to convey.

"...In addition to what I just said, it will soon be the 60th anniversary of our school. Each class must have a program. The talented students in our class can come to me to sign up. That's all." The class monitor closed the small notebook in his hand, looked at the dead students, and added, "Everyone clean up and go down to watch the competition. I have applied to Teacher Zhang."

"Yeah!" After hearing this, everyone came to life in an instant. The squad leader immediately sat down and said, "When you go downstairs, please keep your voice down, don't disturb other squads."

When the cheerleaders rushed into the stadium in a mighty manner, the basketball game had not yet begun, and the girls stood in front enthusiastically, shouting louder than the other.

Xu Qichen stood behind and looked over.

Strange, why didn’t Xia Zhixu wear a hairband? Are you not afraid of affecting his performance?

"Come on Class 13! Come on Class 13!"

What's even more strange is that Xu Qichen found a bunch of girls rushing up behind him, all of whom looked very handsome, as if they were from outside the class.

Eighty percent of them came to see Xia Zhixu.

There were more and more people around him. A girl accidentally stepped on Xu Qichen's foot. He retreated to the side, and the girl apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay." Xu Qichen accidentally glanced at the breastplate under her clothes.

Grade 2 (3).

There is actually a senior sister?

The popularity is too high.

Xia Zhixu's light on the court was so dazzling. He controlled the whole court, and both defense and scoring were steady, which almost made people unable to make mistakes.

But why were they all standing near him? Xu Qichen couldn't understand. He turned his head and there were girls around him, almost separating him from the people in his class. Xu Qichen felt unaccustomed and felt uncomfortable all over. After finally having a break, everyone was not so excited. He lowered his head and said embarrassedly, while squeezing out of the crowd of girls.

Playing ball was too exhausting. Xia Zhixu's eyelashes were covered with sweat, and his right eye was particularly serious. When the whistle sounded at the interval, the candidate immediately threw the towel on him. He took it and wiped his face, rubbed his eyes hard, raised his head and looked around, looking for Xu Qichen's figure in the dense audience.

He was very worried. He didn't have time to take a closer look when he was playing basketball. He took the time to glance at him for several times but did not see Xu Qichen's figure.

Could it be that he hasn't forgiven himself yet, so he didn't come down to watch the game at all.

Xia Zhixu's neck stretched out long and jumped up. He happened to see Xu Qichen walking out of the crowd, as if he was about to leave.

He really doesn't want to watch it anymore!

Xia Zhixu was anxious and shouted directly, "Xu Qichen, don't leave."

Suddenly being called, Xu Qichen was startled, turned around, and saw Xia Zhixu stretching his arms out of the field, "I haven't finished the fight yet."

The onlookers looked back at Xu Qichen.

I'm not ready to leave either...

It's really embarrassing.

Seeing that he was standing still, Xia Zhixu seemed to be not ready to leave, and his expression immediately became happy. He took off his school uniform jacket and threw it towards Xu Qichen.

"Take it for me!"

Xu Qichen slowly grabbed his school uniform jacket and looked up at him.

Xia Zhixu, wearing a black sweatshirt, rolled up his sleeves and smiled brightly through the crowded crowd.

"We have to wait and see us win."

Two tiger teeth are arrogant and cute.

Who gave you the confidence? Xu Qichen smiled helplessly, adjusted his school uniform and put it on his arm.

Seeing Xu Qichen's smile, Xia Zhixu felt that the bad luck on his body had been cleared all of a sudden. It seemed that someone had suddenly been pasted with a lucky charm, and his whole body was full of vitality.

After the whistle, everyone was involved in the intense game again, and Chen Fang, who was on the court, was shocked.

Xia Zhixu's enthusiasm was more than three times higher than in the first half.

So the result is obvious, and Class 13 won without any suspense.

Seeing that his class won, Xu Qichen felt very happy, but he couldn't squeeze in front of him, so he could only stand on the outermost side of the onlookers and watch everyone celebrate silently.
To be continued...