Chapter 79

Xu Qichen found that since he went to high school, time has become particularly fast. In retrospect, military training seems like yesterday, but now, the Ginkgo biloba leaves on campus suddenly become golden. From the classroom window, it looks like the golden leaf tree in Nordic mythology, dazzling.

"Xia Zhi Xu -"

"you are on duty today, clean the blackboard quickly!"

Hearing the health committee's urging, Xu Qichen, who was looking down at the blackboard, looked up at the chalk words, then turned his head and saw Xia Zhixu sleeping on the table.

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

If you don't go to the health committee, you'll curse. Xu Qichen pushed Xia Zhixu's elbow under his head with his hand, "Hey, go to clean the blackboard."

Xia Zhixu suddenly raised his head, and there was a red seal on his face. He looked silly and funny.

Seeing that Xia Zhixu wanted to go out, she stood up to give way to him and laughed mercilessly, "Oh, the health commissioner can't wake you up after calling you three times, but I can't wake you up after calling you three times. You'll wake up when Xu Qichen says it."

Xia Zhixu rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist. "It's just seven times to wake up the dragon." Poor mouth, he walked to the podium, took two blackboard erasers, slowly wipe the blackboard, chalk ash everywhere, front row students with textbooks cover their noses and keep fanning.

Chen Fang happened to come back from the canteen. As soon as he entered the classroom, he was choked. "Oh, I'll go. Who's doing this?" He stretched out his hand to fan the ash in front of him. Seeing Xia Zhixu's staring and sleeping mark on his face, he laughed and said, "it's our Lord Xia. Look at the magic mark on your face." he stretched out his hand to pinch Xia Zhixu's face. "Let me lift the seal for you."

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

"Lying trough, cough Xia Zhixu, you are heartbroken! " Chen Fang walked down the platform with his nose in his hand, took out a packet of sugar from his school uniform pocket, and called Xu Qichen when he passed his seat. As soon as Xu Qichen looked up, he saw a packet of things flying in front of him, and he subconsciously reached for it.

A packet of fruit candy.

He raised his head suspiciously. Chen Fang's chin raised to Xia Zhixu on the platform. "He heard that I was going to the store and asked me to bring it to you."

The next class is physical education.

Prepare for a rainy day.

Xu Qichen looked at the sugar in his hand in a daze. His deskmate came in from outside the classroom and saw the sugar in his hand? This brand of sugar is delicious. It has juice sandwiches She sat down and gave a smile to Xu Qichen, "give me one, just one ~"

"Oh, good." Xu Qichen tore open the packing bag and handed it to his deskmate, "take it yourself."

My deskmate said thank you with a smile, and picked a strawberry flavor from it.

Xia Zhixu, who finished cleaning the blackboard, turned around and happened to see that he gave his sugar to his deskmate. He was a little upset, so he took the snow-white blackboard eraser to the outside of the corridor and put out his hand. He took two blackboard erasers and patted them fiercely.

Yummy guy, yummy guy, forget it.

Thinking about this, he patted the blackboard eraser harder.

It's very generous of you to just give.

The white chalk went down the stairs.

"Who's shooting the eraser in the corridor again! How many times have I said I can't shoot in the hallway! You don't listen, do you? I have to catch a model today

It's director Wang's voice.

Xia Zhixu quickly slipped back to the classroom, threw the blackboard eraser on the desk, clapped his hands casually, went to his seat and sat down. He suddenly opened the three-year simulation of the five-year college entrance examination, and bowed his head to make a false question.

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

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

Xu Qichen secretly glanced at director Wang. He still had dust on his head. It was estimated that Xia Zhixu got it when he passed downstairs just now.

When everyone was silent, Chen Fang raised his hand with a smile.

"That's you?" Director Wang, with his hands behind his back, walked quickly to Chen Fang's seat and pulled him out, "you say! How many times have I stressed that you are not allowed to pat the eraser in the corridor! "

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

"Report what! You go to my office and write a review! "

Chen Fang was wronged and died. He threw his arms and legs at director Wang. "It's not me, it's Xia Zhixu! It's really him

Director Wang took a look at Xia Zhixu, and Xu Qichen also looked back. Who knows that this guy raised his head hypocritically, showing a detached expression of a good student's standard, "hmm?"

Xu Qichen almost laughed, this guy is too good to pretend.

"Oh, by the way, director Wang, I went back to tell my father about the provincial Olympiad mathematical contest you said last time. He asked me to have a try. I'll come to your office to get the name list later."Director Wang, who was originally unhappy, immediately laughed: "no, I'll ask the students to bring it to you later. You should be well prepared to win glory for our quiet and frugal life."

"Well." Xia Zhixu smiles falsely.

With that, director Wang took Chen Fang out of the classroom, "you mean to frame it! Why don't you learn from others and get out of the office for me! "

"It's not me! Don't believe you ask them! "

As Chen Fang, the pot man, was taken away like this, the painful excuse came to the stairway, and the whole class burst into a burst of laughter. Especially Xia Zhixu, who successfully threw the pot, could not stand up straight on the table.

In PE class, Chen Fang came back and walked to the playground with a gloomy face. When the class saw him, they began to laugh.

"What are you laughing at! It's not enough to run 800 meters just now. " P.E. teachers teach.

Students this just a little convergence, holding a secret smile.

Xu Qichen is in a daze at a dog on the track. He suddenly feels that his school uniform coat has been pulled by the people behind him.

He was a little slow. After a while, he turned his head in a daze. He didn't want the man behind him to think that he didn't pay attention to him, so he directly stepped forward.

This turn, Xu Qichen's lips almost skimmed Xia Zhixu's chin tip.

Just a little bit.

Both of them were startled, one turned his head suddenly, the other stepped back quickly and quickly recovered in the noisy class queue.

Xu Qichen's heart beat badly, and his fingertips were numb, as if there was a faint current running through him. For a moment, he even thought he was guilty of hypoglycemia.

He didn't understand what it was like. He just felt abnormal and uncomfortable.

The lips pursed involuntarily.

The PE teacher standing in front of the team got to the point, "the preliminary basketball match will begin at the end of this month."

"Basketball game?"

"The whole school or the whole grade?"

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

The man behind seems to have given up body language and whispered in the crowd.

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

What happened just now made Xu Qichen shrink, not physically, but psychologically. He had to lie, "I didn't bring it."

"You cheat." Xia Zhixu opened it straightforwardly, his voice with a smile, "the packaging bags are exposed from your pocket, stingy."

Xu Qichen looked down. Sure enough, a corner of the fancy Candy Bag appeared on the edge of his coat pocket.

No way, Xu Qichen reached in and took one at random. Without looking at it, he put his hand around his back and spread out his palm to the people behind him.

"Thank you."

Feel fingertips from his palm to take away the sugar, leaving the crisp itchy touch, and he himself as dull, half a day does not dissipate. Xu Qichen took his hand back and rubbed the palm hard.

"If you know how to play basketball, raise your hand. I'll register. Come to the basketball court with me after you disband. I'll choose the players."

Xu Qichen can play a little basketball, but he didn't raise his hand. His health has always been bad. Even if he is elected, it will only drag everyone down. After dissolving in situ, he took a look at the boy who was picked away by the physical education teacher. Chen Fang finally kicked Xia Zhixu several feet with his head and legs, and they were fighting.

I always feel a little envious.

It would be nice if he could make noise and laugh with his friends just like Chen Fang.

This idea was soon rejected by Xu Qichen himself. He can never be as cheerful as Chen Fang.

What's more, Xia Zhixu never treated himself as recklessly as he did Chen Fang.

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

The autumn basketball match of Jingjian middle school is an important activity. Senior three students are faced with the college entrance examination, and their schoolwork is heavy, which is basically a one-day tour of the preliminary competition. The firepower is concentrated in senior one and senior two, especially the freshmen. There are many dark horse classes every year.

Zhang Zhengxin, the head teacher, is not a rigid teacher who only pays attention to learning. He always advocates the combination of work and rest and all-round development, so he also supports the autumn basketball match very much. He also specially allows them to be half an hour late for self-study and Practice for half an hour more a week before the preliminary match.

In addition to the basketball match, there is another big event, that is, the "gold inkstone Cup" composition competition held throughout the province. As a representative of Chinese class, Xu Qichen was called to the office by Zhang Zhengxin.

"This composition contest is very important. If you win an important award, you can use it as an application material for self recruitment in the future. For the students who have signed up in the class, I've printed the admission card here, and you can send it then. " Zhang Zhengxin handed Xu Qichen a stack of admission cards in his hand, "and this time our policy in Jingzhong is that the top 100 children in the whole grade must take part, unless their Chinese scores in the last monthly exam were lower than 100."

"Therefore, those who have not signed up within 100 students, as long as the language score is qualified, also have the entrance examination certificate?"Zhang Zhengxin nodded and took out the ranking table from the drawer. "I saw that Xia Zhixu was the only one in our class who had been" forced to sign up ", and the others who were less than 100 registered."

Xu Qichen bowed his head and turned over the entrance examination certificate. Xia Zhixu and the school were so excellent that he even came up with this move.

"Well, you can go back and send out the admission certificate for self-study later. If the students who participate in the competition have any needs or questions, let them come to my office at any time."

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

After passing the stadium at dinner, Xu Qichen looked at the basketball court intentionally or unintentionally. In the crowd, he saw Xia Zhixu's figure at a glance. He was wearing a dark blue T-shirt. He took off his black-and-white school uniform coat and tied it to his waist. He was able to move the ball flexibly with both hands. His posture was neat and beautiful.

The smile after the goal is more dazzling than the sunshine.

From small to large, Xu Qichen didn't like sunny people very much. They were full of self-confidence and enthusiastic about the coming day. They felt that their good mood came so easily that it was not worth mentioning. Seeing such a person, he always feels uneasy, wondering where he has so many bad emotions and so many negative aspects.

He was afraid of setting off everything, and he didn't want to.

But Xia Zhixu is an alien.

In fact, he does not have so much enthusiasm to embrace every detail of life, he will also be loose, will also be tired of communication, will also feel dull boring. But in the face of their own time, his enthusiasm and sunshine poured out, all poured in their own body.

As soon as Xu Qichen met him, he felt overwhelmed by the caramel popcorn falling from the sky.

Hua La, emitting a strong sweet aroma.

At a loss, but a little happy.

After the evening self-study began, Xu Qichen took out the admission card of the composition contest in the drawer and handed it to each person according to the name above. Fortunately, the admission card had the photos of each of them when they entered the school. Otherwise, for Xu Qichen, it's not a simple job to send the answer card only by his name.

Most of the students are doing their homework, only those from the basketball team have not come back. One by one, he put the admission tickets on the top right corner of their table. Several students raised their heads and said thank you to him with a smile, which made him a little flattered.

I don't know if it's because of Xia Zhixu, who was not willing to contact anyone, now he will be moved by other people's small actions.

How to describe the experience.

It's like He himself was a strange child, hiding in a dark room, his body tightly against the door, with all his strength, not to let anyone open it.

But Xia Zhixu appeared. He saw the closed door. He didn't know what the purpose was. He pushed hard and whispered a fascinating fairy tale to himself hiding behind the door. In this way, while he was fascinated, he squeezed the door open, and the long lost light came in, making Xu Qichen at a loss.

This is not over. Xia Zhixu, standing at the door, looks back and waves to many children standing behind him.

[come on, there's a lonely child here. ]

that's how it feels.

Xu Qichen was just about to go to the last group and put Xia Zhixu's admission card in his seat when he heard the noise outside the door.

The basketball team is back.

Chen Fang took the lead and entered the classroom. He was sweating all over. After putting the basketball 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, carrying his arm to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and asked softly, "what are you doing here?"

Xu Qichen handed him the admission certificate in his hand. "This is the admission certificate of the" gold inkstone Cup "composition contest. Mr. Zhang asked me to give it to you."

Behind a boy to the past, Xia Zhixu let, and said: "I did not register ah."

"Mr. Zhang said that Jingjian forced the top 100 students to participate in the competition this time. As long as the Chinese score is above 100, they can't refuse." Xu explained, "well You are the only one in our class who has been forcibly arrested. " With that, he handed the admission card to him again.

Xia Zhixu frowned and looked at his hands, which were gray and sweaty, and sighed.

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

Xu Qichen was stunned for half a second.

From his lips touching the edge of the admission ticket, to his carrying this little piece of paper away from his fingertips.

Half a second of short, slow shot, accelerated heartbeat.

Unable to speak, Xia Zhixu raises his chin towards the window and opens his hand to him.

I'm going to wash my hands.Xu Qichen, oh, hurried back to his seat.

All night studying, he felt dizzy, as if he had some unknown disease.

After school, the two people still go home by car according to the usual practice. Xia Zhixu first complains that he doesn't want to participate in the composition competition, and then tells him the interesting stories of the basketball team in practice. Xu Qichen listens to half of them, and the other half doesn't know which cloud in the sky with his thoughts.

Until Xia Zhixu bumped into his shoulder, "you say, should I buy a sports hair band? When I was training, my sweat flowed straight into my eyes, all over my eyelashes, which was uncomfortable."

That's because your eyelashes are too long and too tight. Xu Qichen secretly make complaints about him.

However, when he heard Xia Zhixu say this sentence, the scene of Xia Zhixu holding the entrance examination certificate in his mouth appeared in his mind for the first time.

There were tiny drops of water in his wet hair tip, and his thick eyelashes were fascinated by sweat, which made his black and white pupils covered with water vapor. The sweat drops on his chin slowly slid down the line of his neck and disappeared in the dark blue cotton collar.

"What's the matter?" Xia Zhixu stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes.

Xu Qichen shook his head, "nothing."

Xia Zhixu thought that he was just 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 shop alone, quietly turned inside for several times, and found a small area with several hair bands, most of which were black and white and gray, with different logos.

Xu Qichen stood there looking for a while and chose a white one with the logo of the sports brand on it.

I always think he should look good with a white hair band.

Take your hair to the counter.

"158 yuan."

Xu Qichen took out 200 yuan from his schoolbag. This is the money he saved to buy books. For a high school student, this can be regarded as a large sum.

You can buy at least four books.

"Two hundred only. Anything else?"

"No more."

"OK, here is the change. Thank you for your patronage."

Finally can return his favor, out of the shop door Xu Qichen said to himself.

At noon when he went to school, he wanted to give it to him. As a result, there were too many people on the bus and he could not stand steadily. He was afraid of the last time, so he could only hold the post tightly and didn't take out the hair band he bought. Along the way, his heart was like this rickety body, which didn't stop for a second.

He had to wait until he went to school. Xia Zhixu, who has no psychological burden, is still the same. He tells him with a smile about the interesting things that happened at home this noon, especially the big golden hair in his family. Xu Qichen listens on the surface and walks into the classroom side by side.

When he got back to his seat, his deskmate didn't come yet. He hesitated to take off his schoolbag, zipped it open and put his hand in.

Just at this time, Chen Fang glides from the corridor to Xia Zhixu's seat. Before he opens his mouth, Xia Zhixu cuts off the conversation first. He pulls out a hairband from the side of the bag and shakes it in front of Chen Fang. "How about it, isn't it good-looking?"

Chen Fang snatched the hair band in his hand. "Yes, cool. I'll take it with me for two days." Said to want to head cover, Xia Zhixu stretched out his hand to grab back, "side son to go, I haven't worn."

Xu Qichen's eyes dropped down and took his hand out of his bag.

Get up and leave your seat.

"Where are you going?" Xia Zhixu holds the gray hair band in his hand and looks at Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen light way: "wash a hand." Then he walked out of the classroom.

Xia Zhixu always feels that Xu Qichen's mood is not right, but he doesn't know what's wrong. Chen Fang, who is nervous, doesn't find it at all. Holding his desk with Xia Zhixu, he asks excitedly, "Hey, did you watch the game last night? The one between the Lakers and the Spurs

Xia Zhixu took the bag down and put it on the chair, "no, I went through my brother's wardrobe with my mother yesterday."

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

"Hide your uncle." Xia Zhixu gave him a glance. "I told my mother that I wanted to buy a hairband. When I played, my sweat always flowed into my eyes. My mother said that my brother had it. Then we went through the wardrobe all night and finally found it in a corner. It was pretty good. I just tried to put it on."

"Your brother is good at basketball. Maybe he can pass you some luck."

"Don't you come."

After a whole afternoon, Xu Qichen did not speak to Xia Zhixu.

At first, Xia Zhixu teased him as usual, but he was always in a low mood. Even when he came home from self-study in the evening, Xia Zhixu tried to borrow his composition book, but Xu Qichen just said nothing, so he felt a little aggrieved.It's depressing.

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