sinovels Chapter 65 Chapter 65
Chapter 65 Chapter 65
The bell rang for three nights, and fewer and fewer students left the school on the way.
Qi Hao and Cheng Ye ran towards the second grade teaching building with bags of potato powder in their bags, bumped into Mo Yichuan who was about to go downstairs, Qi Hao reacted quickly and turned around quickly.
He didn't splash soup on his body, but knocked off the wine-red ruler in Mo's hand.
Qi Hao suddenly thought that he would not be able to eat tonight, and he might have to stand against the wall.
He picked up the ruler with a serious expression on his face, and returned it to Mr. Mo respectfully. If he hadn't held the food in one hand, he would have chosen to return it with both hands.It's the same as returning a relic.
Mo Tou'er is the head teacher himself, and he also takes the physics of the two classes. Sometimes he uses a ruler to draw pictures.But only sometimes, he came into the classroom every day with that long and thick wooden ruler, and it looked like a treasure when the paint was peeled off.
Who knows if something happens one day, he will hit you on the head with a stick.
Cheng Ye frantically winked and winked at him.
There was an embarrassing smell in the air, as well as the smell of soup base, Qi Hao raised his legs and kicked the idiot.
What else can I do if I hit the gun.
Motouer wiped the dust off the teaching ruler, looked at the two students who were secretly exchanging fire, and asked, "You two really enjoy yourself, and you even went to have lunch in the middle of the evening self-study."
Qi Hao smiled apologetically and said, "No, I haven't eaten yet. I'm too busy in the afternoon, so I don't have time to go to the cafeteria."
Cheng Ye immediately added: "That's right, we have to go to class soon after the game, and we really don't have time."
Mo Touer looked at the things in their hands, and stared at the plastic packaging for a long time, so that they instantly had the feeling of being inspected by the armed police holding the explosive package.
Throw it away, it can save your life, but you can't bear it.
Mo Touer asked: "Isn't this something from the cafeteria?"
The implication is that the two of you just ran outside the school.
Qi Hao didn't deny it, and immediately said sincerely: "There is no food in the cafeteria, we haven't eaten since the game, we couldn't stand the hunger, and the store couldn't deliver, so we went out to buy some food."
Head Mo raised his eyebrows, as if reluctantly accepting this statement.
He asked a few more questions, and both Qi Hao and Cheng Ye answered everything, allowing them to eat in the corridor like an amnesty to the world, so as not to affect other students who are studying by themselves.
The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Qi Hao felt that [-]% of the reason for winning the game in the afternoon.
The two of them moved out the benches from the classroom, facing the brightly lit third floor opposite, sat in the corridor and smoked powder.
If you sit in the classroom to eat, you have to turn the stool over to hide under the desk to eat. Not only does your butt hurt from sitting, Qi Hao also has to be baptized by the same table Liushen toilet water from time to time.So it's fine to sit outside.
Cheng Ye said: "I kind of want to enroll as a sports student."
"Oh," Qi Hao said after swallowing a quail egg, "then you report it."
"I just thought, my dad said that I have no hope of going to college because my grades are not good, but my mother disagrees, thinking that there is no way out for sports students."
Qi Hao said: "This is up to you."
Cheng Ye put down his chopsticks and thought for a moment, "If you apply for the special senior student, you will have less time to come to school, and you have to train outside every day." After speaking, there was a bit of sentimentality unique to youthful regret.
Qi Hao looked at him, "Do you like class?"
"How is it possible, who the hell would like to take classes, and class is not a girl." Cheng Ye quickly denied.
Qi Hao chuckled, you are even more afraid if you are a girl, "Then what are you talking about?"
Cheng Ye asked: "What do your parents think of you? Take the college entrance examination directly or apply for art and sports students?"
Qi Hao said without hesitation: "I have no idea."
Cheng Ye confirmed: "Just ignore it?"
"Never mind." He replied again without thinking.
After hearing this, Cheng Ye was extremely envious, "It's so cool. My mother has already started studying those cram schools near the school."
"Didn't several teachers in the class make up private lessons? My mother seems to have contacted them. After finishing Monday to Friday, I have to go to their house on weekends. Thinking about it is really fucking."
Qi Hao ate with a sullen head and ignored him, Cheng Ye asked again: "Did your parents tell you to enroll you?"
"I don't care what I said." Qi Hao replied.
Xu Shi was a little jealous, unable to calm down, Cheng Ye said cheaply: "Your parents are so lenient, they don't care about you."
Qi Hao didn't respond.
Cheng Ye took a few glances, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the ham sausage in Qi Hao's bowl.
Qi Hao turned sideways and raised his elbow to block it, and cursed: "Get lost."
He picked up a piece of green vegetable and threw it over.
He drooped lazily on the plastic bag outside Cheng Ye's carton, and the soup splashed all over his arm.
Cheng Ye stared, "Damn it! You're fucking crazy."
He took out a lump of paper from his trouser pocket, unfolded it and wiped off the soup on his body, "What's the point of eating your intestines?"
Qi Hao looked quite calm, and said: "The drool on the chopsticks poked into my bowl."
"Okay," Cheng Ye said angrily, "You are a god."
Qi Hao didn't touch the remaining half of the bowl, got up and stuffed the bowl into the trash can.
Half an hour after returning to the classroom, Qi Hao took the homework that Zhu Yao had just finished, and made a quick decision.
The copying is very focused, without lifting the eyelids.
It didn't take long to finish all the solutions. He leisurely closed the pen cap and glanced at the clock on the wall. There was still some time, and the self-study was surprisingly quiet without the teacher watching.Qi Hao flipped through piles of magazines on the cabinet at the back.
These are the materials left over from the previous session. Ruili, Story Club, Watching the World, National Geographic and other types are available, and they are quite new. Sometimes the teachers who read the self-study will also take two to read.There were still a few physical books of horror novels online, but I don't know where Mo Touer took them away.Maybe I took it back to the office and peeked at it myself.
Qi Hao picked up this story and returned to his position.
Not to mention that all the stories in it involve love, hatred, and trivial interests in the market. Although they are vulgar, they are quite interesting. , he packed his schoolbag and left.
There are four stops from school to home. It takes about 10 minutes to wait for the bus to go back, but it takes half an hour to walk back. Qi Hao will choose the latter without hesitation every day after school.
He didn't mind if it took an hour to get home.
On the way back, the lights were brightly lit, and there were some snack shops on the streets that passed by. Before it fully entered the summer, the business of a barbecue stall on the side of the road was particularly good. From time to time, someone urged and called the boss to add more dishes.
The woman stood in front of the grill and roasted leeks and tofu. She took the seasoning bottle and sprinkled a thick layer of cumin. The charcoal fire was very hot, and the leaked powder fell on the charcoal block and turned into countless tiny light spots. .
The boss is making a mochi. He skillfully stirs the pan and adds seasonings, which are full of spicy flavor.
He pulled the towel around his neck, wiped his sweat, saw Qi Hao passing by, and said hello: "I'm back."
Qi Hao nodded, and responded: "En."
This snack bar has been in business for more than ten years. It is run by a couple. They usually cook special seasonal dishes. In summer, they set up a plastic shed outside the store entrance to sell barbecued edamame, boiled peanuts and the like.
His family's Ma Xiaowei is very authentic, and all the people who come here are regular customers.
In the past, Qi Hao often came to eat with his parents, and the couple became acquainted with each other over time.Qi Hao hasn't eaten here in the past two years, and every time he passes by, the boss will still greet him and let him have time to try new flavors.
Qi Hao would agree every time, and after many times, he still didn't try it.
Although he also misses the craftsmanship of the boss.I am hungry when I smell it.
There was only a set of basketball uniforms in the school bag for the afternoon, which weighed nothing, but Qi Hao felt like he was going to hell with the humiliation. This feeling was very real, and it was overwhelming.He walked to the door of the house, took out the key and turned the door.
The hinge of the door creaked and turned, the light from the stairwell poured into the room, the living room was dark, the door of the master bedroom was closed tightly, and there was no light shining through the cracks in the door.
No one is home.
Qi Hao breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had obtained some kind of relief.
It's good that no one is at home, so you don't have to worry about a lot of things, and he doesn't feel good when others are angry with him.
Thinking about it carefully, Qi Hao is not bothered by the family he has lived in for more than ten years, and he still comes back every day.He's just... unhappy with the people in this room, with everyone in the room, including himself.
But no one cares about it, and when they are unhappy, they are so bearish, so it doesn't matter so much.
Qi Hao stood dryly in the middle of the living room for a long time. After clearing his emotions, he went into the bathroom and threw the changed clothes and basketball jersey into the washing machine. After taking a shower, he hung out the clothes and went back to his bedroom to sleep.
The end of a dull and ordinary day.
In class the next day.
Qi Hao followed the teacher's movements back and forth with rare eyes, looking at the blackboard and the electronic display screen. Although he still didn't move or take notes, he was obviously already listening to the lecture, during which Zhu Yao sneaked a few glances at him.
Qi Hao asked: "What are you doing? I have flowers on my face?"
"It's okay." Zhu Yao hesitated for a while and said, "You last night..."
"I slept pretty well last night." Qi Hao said very simply.
I slept soundly, so I am in a good mood, so I can move around with the teacher today, that's all, nothing unusual, and you don't need to be curious to ask.
Zhu Yao didn't speak anymore. She felt that Qi Hao's daily behavior had something to do with the family, but she never heard him say it. She only knew that there had been several parent-teacher meetings since the first year of high school, and no one from Qi Hao's family had ever been there.
Qi Hao flipped through the pages of the textbook, and silently recited the nature of the laws summarized by the teacher several times.
In fact, he has been listening to lectures, but it is not obvious. Usually he just spreads out the textbook, and then he seems to be in a state of concentration. He closes his eyes after sitting, and his posture remains unchanged for a long time. I don’t know if he is asleep or wandering .
After a while, the half-day class is over.
Most of the day students went home for dinner, Qi Hao was too lazy to go back, and didn't want to go back, so he settled in the cafeteria at noon, and the money on the card was enough for him to use at school.Usually after eating, some people go out to play ball for a while, while no one just sleeps on the desk in the classroom.
There will be a final next week, and they were supposed to go to the basketball court to practice, but there is no crowd at noon, and it is impossible for you to pick sesame seeds and lose watermelon in the self-study class. If you don’t study and run around so noisy, they can only take physical education Train during the morning and afternoon meals.
Holding his meal card, Qi Hao walked towards the door of the classroom, and saw a familiar figure as soon as he came around the corner.
Song Ming was waiting for him in the stairwell.
His chest was still slightly heaving, his hair was a bit messy, and a few strands didn't stay in place obediently. He probably ran over after class.
Qi Hao's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Why are you here?"
"See you today." Song Ming said.
Qi Hao was stunned for a moment, then remembered what he said "see you tomorrow" on the way home from school last night, so... came to see him in class today?Qi Hao looked at him, Song Ming's expression was quite normal, as if it should be taken for granted.Seeing him looking over, Song Ming smiled slightly.
Does this kid dare to be serious?
Qi Hao noticed that there was a bruise on the bridge of his nose, where he was smashed yesterday, it looked scary, and it would take a few days for his face to heal, "Your face..."
Song Ming touched her nose and said, "It's okay, it won't hurt if you don't touch it." After speaking, he took a breath of cool air.
Qi Hao was speechless, and slapped his hand off, "Then you still touch?"
This idiot...knowingly committing a crime and finding it for himself.
Seeing that Qi Hao was still staring at his face, Song Ming asked nervously, "Is it ugly?"
Qi Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, not telling the truth, "Fortunately...it will disappear in a few days."
It wouldn't be good-looking for any fairy to have a face like this, hey, Song Ming was pretty good-looking at first, but Qi Hao suddenly became a little annoyed by that man who bumped into people blindly.The quality and character are too poor.
He remembered that he still had two Band-Aids on his body, "If you care, put a Band-Aid to cover it?"
Song Ming responded immediately: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he just looked at the thing in Qi Hao's hand without any movement, Qi Hao also looked at him like this, no one moved, the air was still for a moment.
Qi Hao asked tentatively: "No way?"
"Well, I haven't used it." Song Ming replied shyly.
Qi Hao sighed inwardly, tore off the wrapping paper, and moved closer to avoid sticking it crookedly, and pasted it carefully for him, then turned around and threw the piece of paper into the trash can.Song Ming just looked at him like this the whole time.
Qi Hao asked: "I'm going to the cafeteria to eat, how about you?"
Song Ming said, "I'm with you."
The two went to the cafeteria, Qi Hao ate whatever he ate, Qi Hao went back to the classroom to sleep, Song Ming also followed and sat in Zhu Yao's seat.
Don't say why, just follow you like this, Qi Hao really wanted to ask this kid if he was so familiar with someone, but he felt that it would hurt his self-esteem, he thought about it, and chose to ask directly: "You follow me?" What am I doing?"
Song Ming immediately showed a sad expression upon hearing this, "Senior, do you think I'm annoying?" He was already fidgeting just by asking, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and his big eyes were looking at you eagerly.
Qi Hao saw him like this, if it was true, Song Ming would be able to shed a few tears on the spot, and quickly said: "No, I don't think you are annoying."
"But you must have a reason, right?"
Song Ming lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then said softly, "I don't want to go back to the classroom."
"And then?" Qi Hao asked.
Song Ming shook his head and did not speak.
Before Qi Hao could react, he just said that he didn't want to go back to the classroom, no more, and he asked: "Then you don't want to go home?"
Song Ming said, "I don't want to go back."
It’s not that it’s inconvenient to go back if you can’t, it’s that you don’t want to, Qi Hao didn’t ask him the reason, he doesn’t want to go home, there’s no need to ask so many questions.It is estimated that the elementary school boy has a bad relationship with the classmates in the class, and no one else can help, so he came to him.
Qi Hao lowered his voice and asked, "Did you get bullied by the people in your class?"
As if he didn't expect to be asked this way, Song Ming stared at him blankly, and then stopped talking. Qi Hao tapped his forehead with his index finger, "Speak up, little brother."
Song Ming pretended not to hear, blinked her eyes, and said, "Senior, I'm a little sleepy." Then she tugged on the sleeves of her school uniform, turned her head and lay down on the table to sleep.Not saying a word.
It looks good, but there is a feeling that can't be said.
Hey, this reaction... Qi Hao doesn't know what to say, if he is simply bullied and wronged, maybe he can help him find a place to come back.But this... what is it? He neither acquiesced nor denied it.
The author has something to say:
Qi Hao: You baby is a little too familiar...
Song Ming: I don’t care. I just have no place to go and I’m bullied every day. I can only see my seniors (._.)