Shan Qiye took over the phone and read the above content carefully, only to realize that there were only two people reported by the teacher to their class.

He and Qin Yimu.

The number of people is a little small, but because it is an in-school selection, there are not too many people to choose.

Shan Qiye asked, "Do you have to choose a few for each class?"

"Um."

"Are they afraid of delaying the normal class for the math competition at this time?" Shan Qiye calculated the time. Participating in the math competition at this time can be done before the official class. It may even be announced directly after the school starts. ranking.

Without delaying the class, and without delaying the competition.

Simply kill two birds with one stone.

Shan Qiye deeply felt the depth of these people's routines.

But no matter how deep they are, they still have to take the initiative to jump in. The results of the math competition are very important, and even directly affect the third year of senior high school. This competition is for the place in the third year city-level mathematics competition. .

Shan Qiye slid up and down twice, and seeing that there was no other news, he returned the phone to him, and at the same time asked curiously, "At the same table, are you sure about this math competition?"

"Tsk, I'm not talking nonsense. With your full marks, a small math competition should not be difficult for you."

"It's just that your opponent is me this time. At the same table, you must remember to be merciful." Shan Qiye squatted beside Qin Yimu, begging for mercy, but with a high fighting spirit on his face, "Although my math grades are not as good as yours, this first... I still have to fight for it."

Qin Yimu was indifferent, as if he had no extra interest in anything. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Well."

Seeing that Qin Yimu said to leave, Shan Qiye quickly reached out and grabbed him, "At the same table, I am provoking you."

Qin Yimu paused, turned his head slowly, looked at the cuff that he was caught in, and then raised his eyes to look at the smiling innocent Shan Qiye.

Are you going to be angry?

Shan Qiye pursed the corners of his mouth, feeling that Qin Yimu's mood seemed to have changed, Qin Yimu lost his temper?

He was not afraid, but more... excited!

Can you see anything other than indifference on Qin Yimu's unchanging face? !

Just when Shan Qiye was pouting inwardly, Qin Yimu pulled out his sleeves and said, "Yes."

Shan Qiye: "..."

Gan.

Shan Qiye couldn't help but sigh: "At the same table, you have such a good temper."

Although people seem to be cold and difficult to get along with, in fact, this can really be regarded as a kind of temperament that is submissive.

Shan Qiye sat on the chair and swayed twice, hugged the back of the chair and asked him, "At the same table, someone has said that you have a good temper before?"

"No." You are the first.

As if he could hear the other party's implication, Shan Qiye smiled, "That's because they don't have the eyesight to see, and they don't know how to see people's hearts through their appearance."

After that, Shan Qiye didn't get a response, and only heard the sound of 'crashing', which should be covered by the water, but Qin Yimu didn't hear it.

Taking a shower was pretty quick, so Shan Qiye simply played a game with his phone and waited for him to come out. As a result, Qin Yimu still didn't come out after the whole game. The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. Can't come out?

Shan Qiye was wondering when he suddenly patted his head. By the way, Qin Yimu didn't bring a change of clothes in.

This is the highlight moment of "Heroes Save Beauty"!

Shan Qiye immediately threw his phone away, ran to the bathroom door in high spirits, pretended to clear his throat, and raised his hand—'dong dong dong'

"Same table! Do you need your dear classmate Xiao Shan to hand you a clean change of clothes~?"

Chapter 22

'boom'

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from the bathroom, and Shan Qiye was startled and said quickly, "I'll just say it casually, stay calm at the same table!"

In a hurry, Shan Qiye couldn't push the door and go in to see what was going on, so he simply hung his clothes on the doorknob, knocked on the door and said, "My tablemate, I hung my clothes on the doorknob, Take it yourself later."

"Um."

Hearing Qin Yimu's voice faintly coming from inside, Shan Qiye lay down at ease and went back to play with his mobile phone.

If something really happened because of his words, he would have to die of guilt.

It's actually quite boring to play mobile phones all the time, especially when he has played mobile games over and over, and the mobile phone is just a bright screen for him.

'bang da'

Out?

Shan Qiye clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes that were originally staring at the phone couldn't help but drift to one side, looking at the bathroom with a small door open through the gap in his hand.

The water vapor inside dissipated a little with the movement of opening the door. Qin Yimu was wearing the clothes he took from the door handle. Maybe it was because the water on his body was not wiped clean, so the clothes were sticking to his body, and he could vaguely see his abdomen. contour.

The white shirt became transparent inexplicably when it got wet, which was... more irritating than not wearing anything at all.

Shan Qiye's fingers turned white while holding the phone, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he couldn't take his eyes off the two rows of abdominal muscles.

He, he has too.

That's one... two, three or four yuan less than Qin Yimu's.

Thinking of his abdominal muscles, Shan Qiye couldn't help feeling a little sad, and he didn't know why, no matter how much he exercised, he never had the huge muscles he imagined.

He quietly glanced at his stomach, and when he turned sideways, he could clearly see the muscle lines of his abdomen, but he lacked a little abdominal muscle.

A thin layer of muscles is evenly attached to the bones, there is no exaggerated huge muscles, but it is definitely the type of skinny clothes and meat.

However...he still prefers abs.

Just when he wanted to put his eyes on Qin Yimu and carefully observe what happened to those abdominal muscles, Qin Yimu had already sat on the chair, "Come here."