After the short and not very stable winter vacation, the two immediately ushered in the day of school.
Since March, they only have more than 100 days left before the college entrance examination, and the time is extremely urgent.
And the mock exams that every class of students have to take every time they start school also follow.
After the mock test in two days, for Song Boyi, of course, he felt relaxed after the test, but for Qi Yan, it was a worrying result, and it even led to the hopelessness of the college entrance examination.
So when the results were released, Qi Yan suddenly lost interest in the "MVP of the whole game" displayed on the screen. He clenched his papers and frowned. He started to have a headache and worried about his results.
Li Shunwen, who was in the front row, also cried bitterly after he got his mock test results: "It's so unfair, why do people have so many different scores? I don't live anymore."
Qi Yan heard what he said, As if comforting himself, he comforted him: "What's the hurry, there is still half a year, I think we can fight again."
Li Shunwen said without love: "That is you and not me, after all, your man Bah, your deskmate is a university bully, and my
deskmate is nothing." As soon as these words came out, Li Shunwen's "nothing" tablemate with glasses immediately became unhappy, and turned his head at him. Rolling his eyes, he said speechlessly, "I did better in the exam than you."
Li Shunwen was choked and speechless.
So at this moment, Qi Chen, whose reflex arc was always too long, finally remembered with hindsight that he had a schoolboy boyfriend like Song Boyi by his side, who could help him open a little stove and make up lessons.
Although Qi Yan also knew that it would be impossible to take an ordinary second book with his grades, but if there is a miracle in the end, then there is still some hope for an ordinary second book.
Thinking of this, he suddenly ignited hope, full of fighting spirit, and then took the wrong questions on the test paper and found his schoolboy boyfriend at the same table.
When it came time to ask questions, Qi Yan did not forget to ask for advice in a provocative tone: "Xueba, how do you write this question?"
Xueba's boyfriend glanced at the wrong questions on his test paper. , his eyes became a little strange, and then he raised an intriguing smile, and replied to him: "Which question do you think you can't?"
Seeing Song Baiyi's smile, Qi Yan was a little confused, and he didn't understand it for a while. When he turned his eyes, he saw a question that was probably similar to "one plus one equals two difficulty" pointed at in his hand.
Even the most sluggish person, combined with Song Boyi's reaction before, how could Qi Yan understand the meaning, then his expression became stagnant, and he smiled a few times to ease the embarrassment.
Song Baiyi laughed when he saw this, and whispered: "If you have any questions in the future, just ask me, I'll be there anytime."
Hearing this, Qi Yan instantly brightened and nodded in response.
When it was time to eat at noon, for some reason, the two of them went relatively late. When they went to the cafeteria at this time, the meals and dishes were already robbed, and there was nothing left.
So the two simply ordered a takeaway, but because the school is stricter, the takeaway took some time to finally deliver the food to them, and before leaving, they did not forget to risk being taken away by the security guard. Risk whispered to them, "...Remember to give a five-star praise." The
two of them ordered ordinary cream cakes, milk tea drinks, etc. After a few bites, their stomachs filled with satiety. But in order not to waste food, they still tried their best to eat the rest, and the two of them planned to go back to the classroom.
As a result, as soon as he returned to the classroom, he saw a group of people gathered around Song Boyi's desk, whispering something while shoving the people around him, not knowing what they were looking at.
When Li Shunwen saw him coming back, he looked at him with an expression of eating melons, and then he reacted and immediately drove away all the people around him.
Song Boyi didn't understand why those people didn't leave until he got closer and saw the pink love letter envelope on his desk.
Although Li Shunwen held back his delusional desire to eat melons a little, he still couldn't help but wonder: "This is a love letter, who gave it?"
Song Baiyi's face was not very good-looking, and he himself was very resistant to such things as love letters. Said: "I don't know, it was on my desk when I came back, and I didn't sign it."
At this time, Qi Yan opened his mouth, and his expression was indescribable: "Let's open it first."
Li Shunwen also agreed: "Yes, Let's see what's going on first, maybe who's spoofing it?"
Song Boyi hesitated for a moment, but finally believed them and opened the envelope.
The content was as they expected, with a bunch of blushing love words written in sloppy writing. He only glanced at it to confirm that there was no signature in the end, and then threw the envelope aside and didn't read it again.
Qi Yan only glanced at the envelope that was thrown aside, and then asked, "How is it?"
Song Boyi didn't hide it, and said very directly: "The above said that I will wait for her in the south of the playground after school."
Qi Yan frowned again . "Then are you going?"
Although Song Baiyi was very reluctant in his heart, he still said: "Go, at least tell her clearly."
Qi Yan was still a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded on the surface: "Yeah."
In a blink of an eye, the time is up. After school in the evening, Song Boyi came to the south of the playground as scheduled.
In the southernmost corner of the playground, as expected, there was a short-haired girl standing. The girl saw him coming and stood there looking at him expectantly.
After Song Baiyi got closer, the short-haired girl trotted a few steps towards him on her own. Then he said excitedly: "Hello, senior, I'm..."
Song Baiyi interrupted her conversation directly and said straight to the point: "I didn't come here to tell you anything else, I just wanted to tell you, I'm not worthy of your liking, there are better people worthy of your liking." The
short-haired girl was stunned when she heard what he said, and her expression froze for a moment, but she still couldn't believe it. : "Senior, you're not lying to me, are you?"
Song Baiyi didn't want to explain to her more: "I have a partner, boy."
As soon as these words came out, the short-haired girl was even more surprised, and ran away after standing there for a few seconds.
Song Baiyi, who thought the matter was over, didn't realize that there was a girl who didn't know where to hide in a place he couldn't see. Seeing the girl with short hair came back, he immediately rushed forward and asked, "How is it? Was it rejected? The
short-haired girl who had just been rejected bowed her head: "Well, he said he has a partner, and he is still a man." The girl next to her immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed
in a low voice: "Really?"
This, the girl who was rejected was also puzzled and said angrily: "Who knows, even if you don't like me, you don't need to
make up such a lie?" So that night, a person in the school post posted such a post Such a post - Song Boyi, the god of learning, has a boyfriend.
There are thousands of replies in less than three minutes.
- No, is it true?
——I didn’t expect that, he turned out to be such a person.
——The people upstairs should not speak so harshly, okay? What is such a person called? Are you a good man?
- That's right, I don't know what's going on yet.
- What happened to your boyfriend? Can you never fall in love?
- I'm in a relationship and not gay, really.
——It's none of your business to talk about a relationship with you? You don't care how much you owe.
——Those brainless fans of Song Boyi, can you bark again on different occasions to scare us.
——Pure passerby, just curious with whom?
——I'm just here to eat melons, can anyone reveal the secret?
...
After a night of fermentation, the matter almost reached the point of absurdity, and various theories came out one after another.
So when Song Baiyi saw the post on the Internet the next day, he had already experienced this matter no less than three times, and he didn't care.
But he still didn't expect that the girl would spread the matter out.
And all he can do is read everyone's comments with a blank face, and then go to the questions in silence without saying a word.
Seeing him like this, Qi Yan has never been able to comfort him, so he didn't know what to say for a while.
Although he wanted to scold those people online now, in order not to cause more disputes, he had to put away the mobile phone he just took out and sighed deeply for his powerlessness.
Ten minutes later, Qi Chen, who had been stunned for a long time, had a whim, he originally wanted to fold a jumping frog, but he could only clumsily fold a thousand paper cranes for Song Baiyi, or a thousand paper cranes that had been folded many times.
But when Qi Yan pushed Qian Zhihe carefully towards Song Baiyi's desk, he seemed to suddenly remember something, he tore off a piece of paper from the notebook and drew a few things on it with a pen. After finishing this, he Only then did this piece of paper and Qian Zhihe push it to Song Baiyi's desktop.
In fact, Song Baiyi didn't feel much about those remarks on the Internet, he just thought it was a bit ridiculous, so when he saw Qi Yan carefully trying to comfort him, he couldn't help laughing for a while.
But because he was still in class, he didn't dare to make too much noise, just smiled and took the small Qianzhihe and the piece of paper on which he had drawn some pictures.
In fact, nothing was written on the piece of paper, just a few matchstick figures were drawn, and there was a string of chat boxes on the figure's head.
The content is probably that a villain is comforting another villain, telling him not to be angry, to be happy all the time, and then that villain has been giving the other chicken soup.
After Song Baiyi read the content on the paper, his nose felt a little sore for some reason. After blinking his eyes, he took the corner of his mouth, picked up the pen beside him, and wrote a few words.
The handwriting was sonorous and powerful, and the ink soaked into the paper, pouring into my heart just like these words.
We all have to be happy all the time.
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