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    Chapter 79 It's better for us to start all over (seven)

    Xu Qichen found that since he entered high school, time has become extraordinarily fast. When he recalls the military training, it still seems like yesterday, but now, the ginkgo leaves on the campus have suddenly turned golden yellow. It is the golden leaf tree in Norse mythology, very dazzling.

    "Xia-zhi-xu-"

    "Today you are on duty, quickly wipe the blackboard!"

    Hearing the urging of the health commissioner, Xu Qichen, who was looking down at the book, raised his eyes to look at the chalk on the blackboard, then turned his head to the side to see that Xia Zhixu was still sleeping on the table.

    He is always like this, lazy, but he is very energetic when he is full of energy.

    If you don't go to the health committee again, you will be scolded. Xu Qichen pushed Xia Zhixu's elbow under his head with his hand, "Hey, I'm going to clean the blackboard."

    Xia Zhixu raised his head all of a sudden, there was a red mark on his face, and he looked confused and funny.

    Seeing that Xia Zhixu was about to go out, the female tablemate laughed mercilessly while she got up to make way for him, "Yo, the health commissioner called you three times and couldn't wake you up, and I didn't wake you up even after calling three times, Xu Qichen said something to you. wake up."

    Xia Zhixu rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist. "It takes seven times to wake up the dragon." After he finished speaking, he walked to the podium, took two blackboard erasers and slowly wiped the blackboard and chalk. Ashes were everywhere, and the students in the front row were holding their textbooks and fanning their noses.

    It's so hard to die, Chen Fang just happened to come back from the canteen, and as soon as he entered the classroom, he was choked firmly, "Oh, I'm going, who is doing this?" He reached out and fanned the dust in front of him, seeing Xia Zhi and Xu Mi staring blankly. Xia Zhixu's appearance and the sleep marks on his face, he laughed again, "It turns out to be our Sect Master Xia, look at the demon marks on your face," he stretched out a hand to squeeze Xia Zhixu's face, "Let me remove it for you. Seal it!"

    "Go away." Xia Zhixu held the blackboard eraser and slapped it on Chen Fang's hand.

    "Fuck, cough, cough... Xia Zhixu, you've lost your conscience!" Chen Fang pinched his nose and walked off the podium, took out a packet of candy from his school uniform pocket, and called out to Xu Qichen when he passed by his seat, Xu Qichen just raised his head , and saw a package of things flying in front of him, he subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

    A pack of fruit candies.

    He raised his head suspiciously, and Chen Fang's chin was raised towards Xia Zhi Xu Yang on the podium, "He heard that I was going to the canteen and asked me to bring it to you."

    The next class is physical education.

    Plan ahead.

    Xu Qichen stared at the candy in his hand in a daze. The same table came in from outside the classroom and saw the candy in his hand, "Huh? This brand of candy is delicious, with juice filling." She sat down and smiled at Xu Qichen, " Give me one, just one~"

    "Oh, good." Xu Qichen tore open the packaging bag and handed it to the tablemate, "You can take it yourself."

    The tablemate said thank you with a smile, and picked a strawberry-flavored one.

    After cleaning the blackboard, Xia Zhixu turned around and happened to see him giving the candy he gave to the tablemate. He felt a little unhappy, so he took the white blackboard and walked out of the corridor. To a slap.

    Delicious guy, delicious guy, forget it.

    Thinking like this, he tapped the eraser harder.

    You are too generous.

    The snow-white chalk dust fell downstairs.

    "Who is taking the blackboard eraser in the corridor! How many times have I said that I can't take it in the corridor! You don't listen, do you, I have to catch a typical example today!"

    Damn it, it was Director Wang's voice.

    Xia Zhixu hurriedly slipped back to the classroom, threw the blackboard eraser on the lecture table, clapped his hands indiscriminately, walked to his seat and sat down, and suddenly opened the five-year college entrance examination three-year simulation, and lowered his head pretendingly. Do questions.

    Sure enough, Director Wang walked to the fourth floor after a while. The first classroom was Class 13. He reached out and touched the tile bar in the corridor at the entrance of Class 13, and then angrily walked to the door of Class 13, "Who is on duty in your class today? ?"

    The classmates in the front row looked back cautiously, but said nothing, Director Wang walked in, "I advise you to stand up and don't force me to do it."

    Xu Qichen glanced at Director Wang secretly, there was still dust on the top of his head, it was estimated that it was caught by Xia Zhixu when he was passing downstairs just now.

    Just when everyone was silent, Chen Fang snickered and raised his hand.

    "It's you?" Director Wang, with his hands behind his back, walked quickly to Chen Fang's seat and dragged him out, "Tell me! How many times have I emphasized that you are not allowed to take pictures of the blackboard eraser in the corridor!"

    "No, no, no, Director Wang, I want to report it!"

    "What to report! You go to my office to write a review!"

    Chen Fang was wronged to death, and shook his arms and legs at Director Wang, "It's not me, it's Xia Zhixu! It's really him!"

    Director Wang glanced at Xia Zhixu, and Xu Qichen also turned his head. Who would have guessed that this guy raised his head in a pretentious manner, with a detached expression typical of a good student, "Huh?"

    Xu Qichen almost laughed, this guy is too good at pretending.

    "Oh, by the way, Director Wang, I went back and told my dad about the provincial Mathematical Olympiad competition you mentioned last time. He asked me to try it out. I'll go to your office to pick up the registration form later."

    Director Wang, who was originally displeased, immediately laughed: "No, I will ask the students to bring it to you later. You have to prepare well and win glory for us."

    "Yeah." Xia Zhixu smiled fakely.

    After finishing speaking, Director Wang took Chen Fang out of the classroom, "You are too embarrassed to put the blame on it! Why don't you learn from others, go to the office for me!"

    "It's not me! If you don't believe me, ask them!"

    Seeing Chen Fang being taken away in this way, the pain-relieving voice of defense reached the stairs, and the whole class burst into laughter, especially Xia Zhixu, who had succeeded in throwing the pot, lying on the table and couldn't stand up straight.

    During the physical education class, Chen Fang just came back and walked to the playground with a gloomy face. The classmates in the class started to laugh when they saw him.

    "What are you laughing at! Running 800 meters just now wasn't enough, wasn't it?" the physical education teacher said.

    The classmates just restrained themselves a little and snickered.

    Xu Qichen, who was out of the way, was staring at a puppy on the track in a daze, and suddenly felt that his school uniform jacket was being pulled by the people behind him.

    He was a bit slow, and after a while, he turned around in a daze, not wanting the person behind him to think he was ignoring him, so he stepped forward half a step.

    Turning his head, Xu Qichen's lips almost brushed the tip of Xia Zhixu's chin.

    Just a little bit.

    Both of them were startled, one turned his head sharply, and the other quickly backed away, quickly recovering in the noisy class queue.

    Xu Qichen's heart was beating so fast, his fingertips were numb, as if a faint electric current was flowing. For a moment, he even thought he had committed hypoglycemia.

    He didn't understand what it felt like, he just felt very abnormal and uncomfortable.

    Lips pursed involuntarily.

    The physical education teacher standing in front of the team cut to the point, "The preliminary basketball game in Jingzhong at the end of this month will start."

    "Basketball game?"

    "Whole school or all grades?"

    "The whole school, the grade competition is too shabby."

    The man behind him seemed to have given up using body language and whispered while the crowd was commotion.

    "Give me a sugar, I want to eat."

    The thing just now made Xu Qichen shrink, not physical, but psychology. He had to lie, "I didn't bring it."

    "You deceive people." Xia Zhixu was cut off. His voice was smiling. "The packaging bags were exposed from your pocket, a little spirit."

    Xu Qichen looked down, and sure enough, the edge of his jacket pocket revealed the corner of the flower bag in the flower.

    There was no way, Xu Qichen reached in, took one casually, and watched his hand behind him, and spread his palm at the person behind him.

    "thanks."

    I felt that the fingertips took the sugar from their palms, and left a crispy itchy touch, as dull as him, and did not dissipate for a long time. Xu Qichen put his hand back and rubbed his palm hard.

    "If you can play basketball, let me register. After the dissolution of it, I will come to the basketball court with me, I will choose the player."

    Xu Qichen will play a little basketball, but he has not raised his hand, and his body has always been bad. Even if he is selected, it will only drag everyone. After the dissolution of the place, he glanced at the boy who was taken away by the sports teacher. Chen Fang kicked Xia Zhi a few feet with his legs at the end, and the two were fighting.

    I always feel a little envious.

    If he can also make noisy and laughing with his friends, it seems good.

    Such thoughts were quickly rejected by Xu Qichen himself, and he would never be as cheerful as Chen Fang.

    What's more, Xia knows that when he treats himself, he never treats Chen Fang as unscrupulous.

    But now he doesn't understand the reason for this difference.

    The autumn basketball game of Jingjian Middle School can be regarded as an important event. The seniors of the senior year are facing the college entrance examination. The schoolwork is heavy. Basically, the first day tour of the preliminary round. There are many dark horse classes.

    Zhang Zhengxin, the head teacher, is not a rigid teacher who is only grasping. He has always advocated the combination of work and rest, so he also supports this autumn basketball game. He also approved them that he can go to half an hour in half an hour before the preliminary round. Practice half an hour.

    In addition to the basketball game, there is another big thing, that is, the "Golden Cup" composition contest held in the province. Xu Qichen, who represents the representative of the Chinese lesson, was called by Zhang Zhengxin to the office because of this.

    "This composition contest is very important. If you have won important awards, you can be used as an application material for self -recruitment. The classmates who register in the class, I have printed the admission ticket, you will send it." Zhang Zhengxin will handle his hand. A stack of admission tickets was handed to Xu Qichen, "And this time our quiet policy is that the top 100 children in the year must participate, unless the last monthly test language score is less than 100."

    "So, those who have not registered, as long as the Chinese grades are qualified, have any admission tickets?"

    Zhang Zhengxin nodded and took out the ranking table from the drawer. "I read it. Our class was‘ forced to register ’. Only Xia knows one of Xia, and the others are registered for a few other hundreds.”

    Xu Qichen bowed his head and turned over the examination. It really knew Xia, and the school was really absolutely enough. He would come up with this trick.

    "That line, you go back, wait for the late self -study to send the admission ticket. If the students participating in the competition have any needs or questions, let them go to the office at any time to come to me."

    Xu Qichen nodded and left the office with the admission ticket in his hand.

    After eating dinner, Xu Qichen intentionally or unintentionally looked at the basketball court. In the crowd, he saw Xia Zhi's figure at a glance. The other party wore a dark blue T -shirt, and the black and white school uniform coat was taken off on his waist by him. The extraordinary posture is neat and beautiful.

    The smile after scoring is more dazzling than the sun.

    Xu Qichen has not liked the sun since childhood. They are full of confidence, enthusiastically enthusiastically about every day of the coming, and feel that their good moods are so easy to get up, not worth mentioning. Seeing such a person, he always felt disturbed, wondering where he came from so many bad emotions, so many negative surfaces.

    He was afraid of setting up everything, and he didn't want to do so.

    But Xia knows that it is a alien.

    In fact, he didn't have so much enthusiasm to embrace every thin branch in life, he would be scattered, he would be tired, and he felt faintly boring. But when facing himself, his enthusiasm and sunshine fell up, all of them fell on himself.

    As soon as Xu Qichen met him, he felt that he was drowned by caramel popcorn from the sky.

    Crash, exudes a rich sweet aroma.

    Overwhelmed, yet so happy.

    After the evening self-study started, Xu Qichen took out the admission ticket for the composition competition in the drawer, and sent it to each person in turn according to the name on it. For Xu Qichen, it is really not an easy task to send out answer sheets with correct names.

    Most of the classmates were doing their homework. Only those from the basketball team had not come back. He put the admission tickets on the upper right corner of their desks one by one. Several classmates raised their heads, smiled and said thank you to him. Some were flattered.

    I don't know if it's because of Xia Zhixu, who used to be unwilling to have contact with anyone, but now he's moved by the small actions of others.

    How to describe this experience.

    It was as if... he himself was a strange child, hiding in a dark room with no daylight, his body pressed against the door tightly, and with all his strength, he would not let anyone open it.

    But Xia Zhixu appeared. He saw the closed door. For some unknown purpose, he squeezed in hard while whispering something fascinating to himself hiding behind the door. fairy tales. In this way, while he was fascinated, he pushed the door open, and the long-lost light pierced in, leaving Xu Qichen at a loss.

    It wasn't over yet, Xia Zhixu, who was standing at the door, turned his head and waved to the many children standing behind him.

    [Come on, there is a single child here. ]

    That's how it feels.

    Xu Qichen was about to go to the last group to put Xia Zhixu's admission ticket on his seat when he heard frolic from outside the door.

    The basketball team is back.

    Chen Fang took the lead into the classroom. He was sweating from practice. After putting the basketball back under his seat, he reported to the monitor and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

    When Xia Zhixu came in, he saw Xu Qichen standing in the corridor of the fourth group, raised his arms to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and asked softly, "Why are you standing here?"

    Xu Qichen handed the admission ticket to him, "This is the admission ticket for the 'Golden Inkstone Cup' composition competition. Teacher Zhang asked me to give it to you."

    A boy behind him wanted to go over, Xia Zhixu gave in and said, "I didn't sign up."

    "Mr. Zhang said that Jingjian forced the top 100 students in the school to participate in the competition this time, as long as the language score is above 100, they can't refuse." Xu Qichen explained, "Well...the only one who was forcibly arrested in our class was you. One." After speaking, he once again handed the admission ticket in front of him.

    Xia Zhixu frowned and glanced at it, then looked at his gray and sweaty hands, and sighed.

    Then, he lowered his head slightly, turned his head to the side, like the kissing action in an idol drama, opened his mouth, bit the admission ticket in Xu Qichen's hand with his teeth, and gently took it away.

    Xu Qichen was stunned for half a second.

    From the moment his lips touched the edge of the admission ticket, to when he took this little piece of paper off his fingertips.

    Half a second short, slow-moving footage, accelerated heartbeat.

    Xia Zhixu, who was unable to speak, raised his chin in the direction of the window, and then spread his hand towards him.

    Signal to wash your hands.

    Xu Qichen snorted and hurriedly returned to his seat.

    For the whole night of self-study, he felt a little dizzy, as if he had some unknown disease.

    After school, the two of them still took the car home as usual. Xia Zhixu first complained about not wanting to participate in the composition competition, and then told him about interesting things about the basketball team's practice. Xu Qichen heard half of it, and the other half drifted away with his thoughts. Which cloud in the sky.

    Until Xia Zhixu bumped into his shoulder, "Tell me, should I buy a sports headband? During training, my sweat flowed straight into my eyes, and it all stuck on my eyelashes, which made me uncomfortable."

    That's because your eyelashes are too long and too dense. Xu Qichen secretly complained in his heart.

    However, when he heard Xia Zhixu say these words, the scene of Xia Zhixu holding the admission ticket with his mouth immediately appeared in his mind.

    There were tiny droplets of water on the tips of his wet hair, and his thick eyelashes were fascinated by sweat, making his pupils, which were always black and white, covered with water vapor. Dark blue cotton neckline.

    "What's in a daze?" Xia Zhixu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

    Xu Qichen shook his head, "Nothing."

    Xia Zhixu thought that he was simply not interested in sports topics, and did not say more.

    After school at noon the next day, after Xu Qichen and Xia Zhixu separated at the corner, he walked into a sports store alone, walked around it silently, and found a small area with several hair ties on it. , most of them are black and white, with different logos printed on them.

    Xu Qichen stood there and watched for a while, then chose a white one with the icon of a sports brand on it.

    I always think he should look good with a white headband.

    Go to the counter with the headband.

    "158 yuan."

    Xu Qichen took out 200 yuan from his schoolbag. This was the money he had saved to buy books. For a high school student, this was quite a sum.

    At least four books can be bought.

    "Two hundred percent from you, do you need anything else?"

    "no need."

    "Okay, here's the change, thank you for your patronage."

    He could finally repay his favor, Xu Qichen said to himself as he walked out of the door.

    He wanted to give it to him when he was going to school at noon, but there were so many people in the car that he could not stand still. He was afraid that the same thing would happen again, so he could only hold on to the pillars in the car, and did not take out the hair he bought. Belt, along the way, his heart was like this wobbly body, which didn't stop for a second.

    No way, he had to wait until he went to school to give it to him. Xia Zhixu, who had no psychological burden, was still the same. He smiled and told him about the interesting things that happened at home at noon today, especially the big golden retriever in his home. Xu Qichen listened cooperatively, and the two walked into the classroom side by side.

    Returning to his seat, the same table just happened to be here, he hesitantly took off his schoolbag, unzipped it, and put his hand in.

    At this moment, Chen Fang slipped from the corridor to Xia Zhixu's seat. Before he could speak, Xia Zhixu cut off the conversation. He took out a hair band from the side of the bag and shook it in front of Chen Fang. , "How is it, does it look good?"

    Chen Fang snatched the headband from his hand, "Okay, cool, let me take it for two days." As he was about to put it on his head, Xia Zhixu grabbed it back, "Let's go. , I haven't worn it yet."

    Xu Qichen's eyes dropped, and he took his hand out of his bag calmly.

    Get up and leave your seat.

    "Where are you going?" Xia Zhixu held the gray hairband in his hand and looked at Xu Qichen.

    Xu Qichen said lightly, "Wash your hands." After speaking, he walked out of the classroom.

    Xia Zhixu always felt that Xu Qichen's mood was a bit wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. The nervous Chen Fang didn't notice it at all. He supported Xia Zhixu's desk at the same desk and asked enthusiastically, "Hey, I saw yesterday. Late game? The one from the Lakers and Spurs."

    Xia Zhixu took off the schoolbag and put it on the chair, "No, I was going through my brother's closet with my mother yesterday."

    "Go through your brother's closet? Why? Your brother hid your future sister-in-law in the closet? Shouldn't your brother be in T now?"

    "Hidden your uncle." Xia Zhixu rolled his eyes at him, "I told my mother that I wanted to buy a headband, and sweat would flow into my eyes when I was playing, my mother said my brother had it, and then we both went through the closet. After one night, I finally found it in a corner, and it looks pretty good, so I'll wear it with reluctance."

    "Your brother doesn't play basketball well, maybe he can pass you some luck."

    "You are less."

    After the whole afternoon, Xu Qichen did not talk to Xia Zhiye.

    Xia Zhixu teased him as before, but he was always unhappy. Even when he returned home from late self -study, Xia Zhixu tried to manage him as a document. Xu Qichen just returned lightly backIf there is no sentence, his emotions are a bit unbearable and feel a little wronged.

    Sullen in my heart.

    What did you do wrong?Xia Zhixu couldn't figure it out.

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