The league will take place next Sunday morning, which is tomorrow morning.
Mr. Liu had already informed the whole class of the news that he was going to participate in the league last night, which caused the whole class to look at him with special expressions of admiration and dissatisfaction last night.
It may also be because the city has not held a college league for several years, so when the news came out this time, Ning Zhongnei was quite a sensation.
When the game was approaching, there were many people in the school talking about it.
--what? Let Song Boyi compete? Is school serious?
——Huang Yizhou and the glasses man have no problem participating. After all, their results are so stable, but he is not a good judge. If he doesn't even pass the preliminary round, it should not be too embarrassing.
——Yeah, that kind of place can’t cheat.
——Why are the people in our school so yin and yang all day long, you can do it.
——We didn't say who can, but we didn't say he can't, please don't distort the meaning of the word?
——Anyway, no one knows who, what is the use of discussing here.
...
Song Boyi silently spoke on the phone, his expression flat.
Before getting on the bus, Qi Yan handed him two cups of milk tea, and then said, "Come on."
Song Baiyi took the milk tea and said lightly, "Yeah." The
school specially hired a bus for them to pick up and drop off. They go to the race location, but because of the different grades, each grade is also in a different car.
There are three people in the third year of high school and him, but he doesn't know the other two.
After getting in the car, he found that someone had already arrived before him.
The man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a typical nerd and domineering style.
Song Baiyi suddenly thought of the "glasses man" in school, and the nickname was really easy to understand.
After about five minutes, the remaining person finally came.
It's a guy in a hat.
The cool guy wearing the hat greeted him cordially as soon as he got into the car: "Hello, my name is Huang Yizhou!"
Song Baiyi smiled politely: "Hello, my name is Song Baiyi.
Huang Yizhou widened in surprise when he heard it . Eyes, "Are you Song Boyi? The real thing looks better than the photo. "
Song Boyi looked at him suspiciously, "Huh?
Realizing that he seemed to have missed something, Huang Yizhou scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Hey, nothing . "
And the man with glasses didn't look up at them from the beginning to the end, and kept his head down to answer the questions. He
is really a good and diligent student.
It took some time for them to finally arrive at the competition site. The security guard at the door is dedicated to registering the exchanges. Staff, the two leading teachers of their school have been waiting at the door for a long time, and when they saw the three of them, they immediately went to meet them. It
may be that some students may have come without eating in the morning when preparing for the competition . He also specially prepared breakfast in each contestant's lounge.
After simply eating a few bites of breakfast, Song Boyi had no appetite at all. Instead ,
he felt a little empty in his heart. Surprisingly, he was
not used to it.
He sighed inwardly, but on the surface, he continued to tear the bread as if nothing had happened, as if chewing wax
. He stared at the advertisement on the wall and rubbed his hands nervously.
The man in glasses who had read the materials and topics for a long time walked in with a confident pace.
Song Baiyi glanced at Huang Yizhou, and then said: " Can't get in yet? Don't waste time. "
Huang Yizhou got up immediately, grabbed his bag and ran inside.
When they were waiting to enter the field, Song Baiyi and the others realized that they had come early. In the morning, the second year of high school came to the game, and they competed in the evening.
Just at this moment, a person walked in front of Song Baiyi, and the other party said, "Excuse me, thank you."
Song Baiyi subconsciously moved a few steps to the side and said, "Sorry."
Looking up carefully, Song Baiyi realized that the other party had actually He looked very familiar, as if he had seen him not long ago.
And the other party seemed to notice him.
This person is Tu Yi, who also came to participate in the league.
At this moment, Tu Yi gave him a meaningful look, and then chuckled, "Are you Song Baiyi?"
Song Baiyi was a little tired of Tu Yi's gaze, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Tu Yi After saying that, he turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.
And Song Baiyi looked at his back rather unhappily.
What's wrong with this man?
Noon passed quickly.
After the exam was over in the evening, the teacher asked them to go back first, and only after the news had passed the preliminary round of this round could they enter the next round.
On the way back to the hotel arranged by the school for the three of them, Huang Yizhou said with a sad face : "
How is it? Do you think the questions in the preliminary round are difficult?" ...then I'm done, my math grades were not stable at first, it was high and low, I didn't even finish writing the question this time, and I definitely won't be able to pass the preliminary round."
Song Boyi pinched his eyebrows and comforted: "Don't worry. , there is no certainty to everything, right?"
"That's right. Forget it, don't worry about it, I'm starving to death, I didn't even eat those meals at noon, and I've been reading the questions." Huang Yizhou rubbed his stomach as he spoke. .
Huang Yizhou looked at the man with glasses: "Do you want to go with me?" The man with glasses finally opened his mouth and said a word, his voice was cold: "No, I want to go back and read the question."
Huang Yizhou turned his head again, "Okay."
After that, the two set off to look for a restaurant, but they didn't find a restaurant along the way, and finally found a hot pot restaurant when they were about to go back the same way.
It's getting late now. There are not many people in the Mala Tang shop. There are also independent private rooms in the shop. After the two people chose the most inner private room, they ordered a few soups and set meals, and then asked the waiter to serve. A few more frozen drinks.
They ordered the mandarin duck pot. He himself can't eat spicy food, but he likes spicy food. From this contradiction and for his own consideration, Song Baiyi and Huang Yizhou discussed ordering a mandarin duck pot.
When I entered the private room, the air conditioner was extremely cool, and there was a small window beside the window.
Song Boyi felt a little thirsty at this time, so he picked up the drink he just bought, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a big mouthful.
The phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Song Baiyi quickly put down his drink, took out his phone and unlocked it.
The screen displayed a message from Qi Yan.
[Qi Yan: In? ]
Song Baiyi casually put a question mark.
[Song Boyi: ? ]
Qi Yan replied quickly.
[Qi Yan: It's okay. ]
At this time, the waiter had already started serving the dishes, first brought the soup base, and then brought the ingredients one after another.
Song Baiyi first thanked the waiter, and then lowered his head and typed a word.
[Song Boyi: Hmm. ]
After the time was silent for three minutes, Qi Yan sent another message.
[Qi Xun: How was your exam then? ]
[Song Boyi: Okay. ]
[Qi Yan: Oh, what are you doing now? ]
Without thinking, he sent it out.
[Song Boyi: Having dinner with classmates. ]
[Qi Yan: Who is it? ]
[Song Boyi: You don't even know me. ]
[Qi Yan: Han Zixiao and Huang Yizhou? ]
Song Baiyi thought it was a little funny, he unknowingly hooked the corner of his mouth and continued typing.
[Song Boyi: Then you still ask? ]
After a few minutes, Qi Yan sent a message.
[Qi Yan: It's not like I don't know him. ]
[Qi Yan: Don't say more, you can eat slowly, goodbye]
Song Baiyi poked the screen a few times and replied.
[Song Boyi: Well, bye bye. ]
As soon as he looked up, he saw Huang Yizhou looking at him with a wicked smile: "Smiling so happily, are you chatting with your girlfriend?"
Song Baiyi was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "No, this is my friend."
Huang Yizhou He smiled and said, "Oh, it's not a secret thing to fall in love with."
Song Boyi didn't know how to explain it, and said with a headache: "You really misunderstood." After
that, the surroundings were silent for a few seconds.
"Really? That's my misunderstanding. I'm sorry, it's easy for me to think too much." Hearing this, Huang Yizhou scratched his hair in embarrassment.
Song Boyi shook his head and smiled and said, "...It's okay."
But did he smile just now?
No.
I think should not be?
Song Baiyi then took a sip of water and then coughed a few times, "Besides, can you be expressionless when you chat with your friends?"
Huang Yizhou quickly replied, "Of course not."
Hearing this answer, Song Baiyi didn't know why. Rest assured, but Huang Yizhou said a few more words.
"But from what I've experienced over the years, I always feel that the relationship between you and your friend is a bit unusual." Huang Yizhou deliberately paused, pretending to be in suspense and then continued: "Look, it's like saying that when you meet When it comes to unfair things, the words of ordinary friends may make you feel injustice, but it is absolutely impossible to fight for you, right?"
Song Baiyi nodded inwardly, but still said: "That's what I said, but maybe Do you have such a friend?"
Huang Yizhou thought about it, and said with certainty, "Then he must be plotting against you."
Song Baiyi still kept smiling, but he couldn't smile in his heart: "...hehe."
Based on past events, it seems that , It seems that what Qi Yan does sometimes does not conform to the behavior of normal friends, but it is also possible that he thinks too much.
Yes, maybe he just thinks too much.
He and Qi Chen are just ordinary friends now, not to mention they are both boys.
It is impossible for Qi Yan to like him.
...but what if?
A terrifying thought suddenly flashed into his mind.
Song Baiyi shook his head secretly, revealing a slightly sad smile.
He is very complicated inside.
Song Boyi himself has no experience in love. Since childhood, apart from the same sex, only the nanny and other female elders at home are of the opposite sex.
It's not that girls are not interested in him, but because he hardly pays attention to the girls who show affection to him.
His thoughts were stagnant for a few seconds, and his knuckled fingers lightly grabbed the edge of the table.
A dangerous thought popped into his head.
Done.
He doesn't like girls, doesn't he? !
Was n't he...
Song Boyi's expression couldn't be expressed in words for a while, but it was brilliant.
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