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date="2020-11-22"

title="Chapter 3"

weight="106336"

series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

mode = "manual"

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Zhou Die waited at the gate of Class 3 after school.

She has black hair and a bow tie, youthful and beautiful. He smiled crookedly at the students in the first row, and said crisply, "Students, can you call Qi Cheng for help?"

The classmates in the first row shouted for help.

Qi Chengzheng was talking and laughing with a few boys. He was sitting at the desk with his hands in the pockets of his school uniforms.

"Zhou Die from Class 4 is looking for you again," the tall boys around laughed, "I said you just go, is it easy for such a little beauty to come to you every day?"

Qi Cheng raised his eyebrows, got off the desk and walked to the door.

"What are you doing?" he asked, leaning against the door.

There is a group of people playing basketball in the square in front of the teaching building. After school is short in the afternoon, boys who love to play basketball can only gather in this ruined place and use the painted basketball hoop. They also have to fight for the field. They are playing nervously. Xi.

Zhou Die sighed exaggeratedly, "Qi Cheng, I dreamed of you again last night, what can you do about it?"

Qi Cheng saw a familiar figure among the players, the forward, confronting the opponent's defender, with a sharp and unrestrained offensive and defensive pace.

"I'm still saying that, Zhou Die," he smiled, "you can find other Qi dreams."

The striker on the small square made a three-step layup and accurately sent the ball to the goal frame. He clapped and celebrated with his teammates. When he wiped his sweat, he inadvertently saw the scene in front of Class 3.

Qi Zhong, whose face was sweaty, fixed his gaze, his face sank, "Damn!"

Zhou Die, "You said it lightly, and I obediently listened to you to find it, but it's so easy to like another person."

Qi Cheng looked away, his lips deepened, "Okay, go eat, don't block the way at the door of our class."

"Which way am I blocking? I'm just this way," Zhou Diebai gave him a glance, and then left. "Oh, you are too bad, I don't want to dream of you tonight, I hate it."

As soon as she left, there was a rush of anger and anger toward Qi Cheng.

"I fucking warned you not to get too close to her," Qi Zhong approached Qi Cheng, his sword eyebrows pressed a trace of rage, "You fucking deaf, Qi Cheng?"

He leaned on the wall with both hands, blocked Qi Cheng here, and ran over in one breath. He was hot and panting, and the rough breath was sprayed on Qi Cheng's face.

Qi Cheng opened his hand and struck a red mark on the inside of his wheaten arm, "Can't you smell the smell on your body, Qi Zhong?"

Qi Zhong's eyes widened, his teeth were filled with ambitious anger rising from the noise, "Fuck--"

He yanked Qi Cheng's neckline abruptly, but was slammed against the wall of Class 3 by Qi Cheng.

The white wall in the summer has just been painted, and it should have been dry long ago, but Qi Cheng's strength was so great that Qi Zhong's right face was also rubbed with a cloud of white wall dust.

The tall one writhed, struggling harder and harder, his eyes getting harder and harder, "Let go!"

He didn't admit defeat at all, as a wolf cub would bite a piece of meat on Qi Cheng as he died.

Qi Zhong's face was buried by the wall, and others couldn't see his face, but he felt extremely ashamed, and his words brought scary energy, "You fucking wait for me!"

"Okay, waiting for you," Qi Cheng bowed his head, "wash yourself before you trouble me next time, okay?"

He acted in a polite manner, but each sounded like a humiliation to Qi Zhong. Qi Zhong struggled harder, and Qi Cheng let him go directly.

The angry little wolf cub slammed up with a punch, but Qi Cheng dodged it without hitting it.

He smelled of sweat. This is the smell of youth. Qi Zhong blushed. He took a bath every night, and he was still clean before playing. Why did it smell?

This fucking sweat just now!

Inside the back door, Chang Yao grabbed the trash can, but froze by the door and couldn't get out.

His black hair covered his eyes and looked down at the ground under his feet.

Qi Zhong's words came to his ears, every time he said a harsh word to scare people, Chang Yao would grasp the trash can harder.

Xia Li also leaned on the back door to look, and shouted, "The teacher is here—"

Then immediately hid in the classroom.

The person who played with Qi Zhong followed him with a dazed expression. Before he could see this battle clearly, he was frightened by this sentence.

Qi Zhong also subconsciously turned his head and ran. When he ran to the end of the corridor and turned around, he turned his head back.

Qi Cheng was standing in the middle of the corridor in front of Class 3 with his hands in his pockets. When he turned his head, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, which was romantic.

Qi Zhong gave him a thumbs up, and then his thumbs down slowly until he was completely upside down.

Mouth-by-word, threatening, "Waiting."

The boy who was still in the classroom was ready to rush out to help Qi Cheng at any time, and he was relieved when he saw Qi Zhong run away, "Damn, who said that just now scared me."

Without leaving a name, Xia Li ran over to Qi Cheng, "Qi Cheng, what should I do, Qi Zhong is watching you."

Qi Cheng, "I have an idea."

"what?"

"When the next time it hasn't started, you will yell at the side," Qi Cheng's smile couldn't hide his voice anymore. "It doesn't work to tell the teacher, you try to call the police uncle."

This dog is still joking here!

Everyone went back to the classroom and sat down, still discussing the scene just now.

There was no one in the corridor, and Chang Yao slowly took the trash can to take out the rubbish. He looked back and found that Qi Cheng had fallen asleep on the table.

"He is not eating?" Someone asked worriedly, it was dinner time.

Xia Li looked at the clock on the blackboard, "In a while, someone will deliver food. Qi Chengcheng is a sleepy god. He sleeps when he wants to sleep. He wakes up immediately when he smells the smell of rice. His nose is very good."

"Hey," the questioner smiled, "Envy, there are still people delivering food."

The one who brought the meal was Zhu Fan, nicknamed Zhuzhu, one class per dormitory. Zhu Fan squeezed into the class with a sweat, and the first sentence of his words was, "Guess what I saw in the restaurant just now?"

Qi Cheng's nose twitched twice before sitting up and touching the rice with his eyes closed.

Xia Li, "What did you see?"

"I saw Wu Yuan!" Zhu Fan pulled a stool and sat beside them. "I was cooking at the time, and Wu Yuan was in the team next to me. The kid behind him didn't know what he said, and suddenly angered him. You haven't seen this big devil. The scene at that time was so terrible that even the aunt in the cafeteria did not dare to speak."

"That kid doesn't know how to offend Wu Yuan," Zhu Fan, "Wu Yuan also asked him, "Are you the one who stole my cigarette during the day?" The buddies who were dragged by him were frightened and just said that I don't know. , Wu Yuan also said something, something."

He frowned and thought for a long time, "Say that unlucky buddy's voice is like someone stealing his cigarette."

Qi Cheng woke up sleepy, "have such a bad temper?"

"No," Zhu Fan was also helpless. "You were not there at the time. I don't know what the atmosphere of the meeting was like. It's really the same as in the horror movie. The dining room can be as quiet as the study room, absolutely. , Wu Yuan is really amazing."

Xia Li's cold sweat was about to shed.

"Not just a cigarette?"

"How do you know it's a cigarette," Zhu Fan was surprised, "what if it's a box if you steal it."

"Those who dare to steal Wu Yuan's cigarettes are really personal talents. I can't figure it out. If you want to smoke cigarettes, you can hide them well. How can they be stolen."

Qi Cheng listened for a long time, but his subordinates were not idle and had already started to eat.

The second middle school treats senior high school students very graciously. No matter what they eat in the classroom, he eats and laughs suddenly, "Sniff."

No one knew who he was talking about.

The evening self-study at No. 2 Middle School ended at 8:30, Qi Cheng put on his bags and walked to the dormitory with his friends.

When they were about to reach the downstairs of the dormitory, they met Wu Yuan and his party under the big poplar tree next to the dormitory.

The bright and dark cigarette butts were lit with fire, and half of Wu Yuan's face leaning against the tree was hidden in the shadows, silently watching people coming and going.

The eyes are like eagles.

Qi Cheng's pace slowed down a bit, and then picked up speed. Zhu Fan beside him looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

They would have just walked under the big poplar tree. Xia Li couldn't wait to give Zhu Fan a brain jump, and smirked, "Do you want to ask if someone takes a few steps?"

He is now very afraid of Qi Cheng talking.

Compared with his appearance, this guy's voice is not very distinctive. In summary, it is only two words and it sounds good.

Throughout the third year of high school, there were only a few boys with good voices, which made them stand out.

But it was too late, Wu Yuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his shoes, walked through the crowd with a calm face, and walked straight in their direction.

Wu Yuan's looks are handsome, but his expression is dangerous. He has many contacts with people in society, and his fierceness that doesn't look at people in his eyes can scare adults into war.

He walked in front of Qi Cheng, and the smell of smoke on his body rushed towards him. He looked at it and threatened, "Is that you?"

Qi Cheng smiled. He was still carrying a slanted schoolbag, with his hands in his trouser pockets. Compared with Wu Yuan, the student smells strong, "What's wrong with me?"

The ending sound is cocked, just like joking.

The voice of this meeting sounds different again.

Wu Yuan frowned, his tone was not very good, "say one more sentence."

"I'm a little embarrassed," Qi Cheng smiled, "You suddenly stopped me and want me to talk more, what can you say?"

His voice is nice, low and pure, and not deliberately, only natural and comfortable, and it sounds like a lullaby to make people feel comfortable.

Wu Yuan was sure that he had found the wrong person, irritability flashed in his eyes, turned his body, and let them walk over.

Qi Cheng nodded at him, and passed him with two friends who were too frightened to speak, and then they laughed while walking, "Wu Yuan is quite reasonable."

Zhu Fan nodded in agreement, "It's not the one who beats up, it's quite reasonable."

Reason shit!

Xia Li gave Qi Cheng a secret glance, embarrassed to say that you were the one he was looking for?

Wu Yuan and his two younger brothers waited downstairs for an hour until no one entered the dormitory building before they were sure that they were waiting for nothing.

"Pick up things," Wu Yuan asked them to throw their cigarette butts into the trash. "There is still another root of the tree, who the hell threw it?"

His expression was not very good. The boys picked up things quickly, not only threw them, but also other plastic bottle instant noodle bags were sorted together.

As soon as entered the dormitory building, the pictures and names of the first 50 grades were posted on the wall. Wu Yuan hadn't paid attention to these good students before, but now he scanned the most conspicuous person inside.

Ranked 25, Qi Cheng, the one who just made him hear the wrong voice.

Obviously, the voice heard before was the voice of the person who stole his cigarette, but not later.

He frowned. "His name is familiar."

"Qi Cheng," the little brother took a look and said with a smile, "model!"

Wu Yuan nodded, tall and long legs, wearing a school uniform and carrying a bag can tell that he is in good shape, indeed like a model.

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