But he calls me baby [campus]

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At [-]:[-], there were gradually sounds of walking and talking in the corridor.

Mu Yangcheng quickly packed the things on the table, and before getting up, he bumped Qi Sibai with his elbow, "I'm leaving, I have to go back to the cabinet to get the books."

Qi Sibai let out a "hmm", and heard the Chinese teacher at the desk call to Mu Yangcheng: "You're going to read very fast next morning, can you be so active next time you come to Chinese class?"

Mu Yangcheng has already retreated to the back door of the classroom in a hurry, with a look of burning his ass: "Teacher! My locker is on the fourth floor, and the first class is on the first floor. I still want to go to the toilet. It is extremely urgent."

Like a goldfish spitting bubbles in the classroom, a few laughs burst out sparsely.The language teacher waved to Mu Yangcheng out of sight and out of mind, and once Mu Yangcheng got the order, he disappeared after rubbing it.

Everyone in the class packed their things one after another.Qi Sibai's first chemistry class was on the same floor. He glanced at the door where people entered and exited, and moved slowly.

Jiang Yusheng hasn't come yet.

Of course, the morning reading was over, so Jiang Yusheng might have gone directly to the classroom of the first class.

Qi Sibai felt that he didn't expect Jiang Yusheng to come.he just...

Yesterday afternoon at 307, when Jiang Yusheng approached his ear and talked, he realized for the first time that Jiang Yusheng's voice was... nice.

Although we have known each other for a week, I don't know if it's because he just cared about others before, or he left a bad impression when he heard Jiang Yusheng's cold voice for the first time, so he realized it later, until Only now can Jiang Yuesheng's voice be objectively evaluated.

The texture of the human voice is different when it is heard directly in life, and it is transmitted from headphones or speakers through a microphone.

In reality, Qi Sibai had hardly heard Jiang Yuesheng's voice, but he had heard it a few times on the Internet, such as Xiao J, or an Internet male singer he had accidentally heard on the Internet when he was in elementary school.

Everyone has their own aesthetic preferences.Many boys around like girls' pure or gorgeous looks, and like the soft and melodious voice of a nightingale.

And Qi Sibai's preference is the kind of male voice that is cold and indifferent, with a bewitching hoarseness at the end, deep and magnetic.

Nothing to do with choosing a spouse.Of course he doesn't like boys.

Just simply prefer this voice.Inexplicable, unreasonable.

So he, a person who never discloses his personal contact information to fans, made an exception and added Xiao J last week.

After adding Little J, he actually regretted it a few times.It's just that I can't say whether it was because I made an exception on impulse, or because... Xiao J hardly uttered any more voices afterwards.However, after accidentally learning that Xiao J also studied math competition, he felt a little indescribable intimacy with the other party, so he never thought about deleting friends.

Qi Sibai put away his things, and when he went out from the front door of the classroom, Jiang Yuesheng also hurried in by the front door, as if he didn't see him, he went straight to the teacher.

Qi Sibai vaguely heard Jiang Yusheng explain "I got up late".

When he came to the door of the chemistry classroom, Qi Sibai was suddenly stopped by Jiang Yue who came behind him.

"Qi Shen." Jiang Yu smiled, his voice was hoarse and nasal.

"I promise you." He handed over the answer sheet.

Qi Sibai took it subconsciously, looked down, and saw that it had been corrected with pens of different colors, and also summarized the idea of ​​answering the question.

The two walked into the chemistry classroom one after the other, Qi Sibai turned around and asked Jiang Yusheng: "Are you having a cold?"

Jiang Yusheng hoarse voice: "No, it's a little cold in the morning, and I have a rhinitis."

Qi Sibai looked at him suspiciously, but said nothing.

Before the second self-study class started, Qi Sibai had already taken out Jiang Yusheng's answer sheet and began to read it carefully.In the beginning, there was a little intention of challenging Jiang Yuesheng.But as he watched, his attention shifted.

Jiang Yusheng's problem-solving steps have a distinct and unique style.

Compared with a flash of inspiration, a different approach, or a mistake, Jiang Yuesheng's problem-solving ideas are very regular, very typical, and very clear and sharp.There was no redundant elaboration or probing, and each line was straight to the point, which made Qi Sibai a little tongue-tied.

Qi Sibai is an inspired player. He has always disliked a rigid style, but Jiang Yusheng has some exceptions.

He was so engrossed that he didn't react until the get out of class bell rang for three or four minutes. He got up in a hurry, took a few answer sheets and draft paper from the table, picked up his schoolbag with the other hand, and moved to the Chinese classroom next door.

When choosing the study classroom, he deliberately chose a classroom that was close to the next class.

There were not many people in the Chinese classroom, Qi Sibai was about to walk to the back of the classroom when he was stopped by a gentle voice.

"Qi Sibai," Sang Yun, the Chinese class representative, shook some homework in his hand at him, with a slight dimple on his cheek, "Remember to hand in your homework."

Qi Sibai raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, struggling to find his homework from his schoolbag.

Sang Yun helped Qi Sibai take the messy stack of papers in his hand, and when he saw the paper Qi Sibai had brought out, he couldn't help but whispered: "The teacher said it on purpose when leaving homework, and it's the last one. The questions must be done... Do you want to make up for it?"

Qi Sibai looked at his empty lower half of the paper, and then turned his head to look at the Chinese teacher He who was still at the desk preparing for the lesson.

I said it on purpose.

Although he was a little too lazy to make up his homework, he didn't want to be really angry with the teacher.

"Can you let me read the next question? It's the second-to-last question." Qi Sibai had already placed the paper on Sang Yun's neat table, followed Sang Yun's signature pen, tilted his head and looked at her seriously, "Please ask me this afternoon." You drink milk tea with your friends."

"...I don't need milk tea, hurry up."

Sang Yun seemed to be very helpless and handed over her article, but her eyes fell lightly and randomly on other places, a little smile on the side of her cheek made the pair of pear dimples very cute.

After Qi Sibai finished his homework and returned to his seat, he saw Mu Yangcheng twisted himself almost 180 degrees, chatting with Jiang Yusheng who was behind him.

"...No one with a discerning eye can see that our class representative likes him, and borrows him to copy homework every three days. He is the only one who thinks that he and he are just good friends."

"He... doesn't like it?" Qi Sibai heard Jiang Yu ask in a low voice.

"You mean Qi Sibai?" Muyang Chengle made a sound, and then put his hand over his mouth in a pretentious manner.

"No, no, no, this young master is not enlightened at all. Not only the class representative, but also the school girls and school girls, covering the entire Ninth Middle School. He is a good buddy and a good friend with every girl."

Mu Yangcheng looked like someone who came here, and sighed seriously, "I want to scold him for other girls, who wants to be good buddies with him, really."

Qi Sibai glanced at Jiang Yusheng's calm and indifferent face, and raised his hand to pinch the back of Mu Yangcheng's fateful neck, "Who do you want to scold?"

"Hey, when did you come... Is that the point? My brother," Mu Yangcheng pulled Qi Sibai's arm twice, and said angrily, "Who was flirting with our Goddess Sang just now?"

Qi Sibai looked puzzled, "Didn't you see that I'm making up my homework? Don't gossip about girls all the time."

"... Tsk, do you know the general circumstances under which a boy will have a rock-solid revolutionary friendship with a girl?" Mu Yangcheng raised his eyebrows at Qi Sibai exaggeratedly, "When his sexual orientation is male .”

Qi Sibai saw that Mu Yangcheng was full of teasing, so he knew that his skin was itchy again.He leaned forward, strangled Muyang Cheng's neck with his arms, "Your father, I, Tiezhi, understand?"

Jiang Yusheng said suddenly: "Qi Sibai, return the answer sheet to me."

The nasal sound in his voice was still very strong, which inexplicably gave people the illusion of being wronged.

Qi Sibai paused for a moment, and said "Oh" inexplicably and dryly.

He let go of Mu Yangcheng, and handed over his own and the other's.

Jiang Yusheng raised his eyes and looked over.

"...Oh, I thought you wanted to reciprocate courtesy, you can forget it if you don't read it."

As Qi Sibai said, just as he was about to pick out his answer sheets, Jiang Yusheng had already stretched out his hand and pulled all four answer sheets out of his hand.

"Except for you at these tables, everyone has finished their homework."

Jiang Yusheng looked down at Qi Sibai's second problem-solving idea that had just been copied with a blue pen on the answer sheet, and the handwriting was not yet dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "If you don't copy the ones that are close, you have to copy them." A girl from another family?"

Qi Sibai frowned lightly.

For the first second, he didn't understand what Jiang Yuesheng meant.

In the second second, he came up angrily.

"Oh, why did I forget to do my homework last week? Because I was halfway done, I was called by Mr. Chen to take someone to the classroom... Give me back my answer sheet!"

Jiang Yusheng held down the answer sheet and did not let go, reminding calmly: "Reciprocity is the norm, God Qi."

Mu Yangcheng was already used to the way the two big bosses bickered in a strange way. After turning around and taking out the Chinese textbook, he sent Xue Yuan a WeChat message.

Cheng: [Yuan, let's have hot pot with Mr. Jiang at noon today! ! ]

Xue Yuan: [Didn't we just eat together yesterday, Jiang Shen won't bother us]

Cheng: [No way, I think Jiang Shen is fighting with us for nothing! ]

Cheng: [I will ask Jiang Shen later]

Xue Yuan: [? ?It is true]

Xue Yuan: [I'm ok]

So, thanks to Mu Yangcheng, Qi Sibai and Jiang Yusheng went from the Chinese classroom to the physics classroom, and finally argued all the way to the canteen on the second floor.

The hot pot in the middle of the table was gurgling and boiling, and Mu Yangcheng and Xue Yuan used the chopsticks to pick up the delicious and hot mutton piece by piece into the bowls of Qi Sibai and Jiang Yuesheng.

And the two being served, facing a steaming iron pot with a tangy aroma, actually competed for an atmosphere of verbal confrontation among scholars.

The groups of schoolboys and schoolgirls passing by forgot that they were going to pour out their food, and surrounded them not too close or far away, as if they were watching two old masters playing chess on the street.

"Brute force solving is a basic skill. Not every seemingly ingenious and simple method is really simpler, or it may just be a dead end."

"Although some textbooks are really badly written and long-winded, the essence of the solution is correct, and those few auxiliary lines must be connected."

"It doesn't matter if you look far away, but unconventional methods require special attention to many details. If the equivalence is not established, what's the point of doing it later?"

"The auxiliary line you insist on deleting is indeed not necessary in Menelaus or Sevan, but in the next step, it is essential to find the supplementary corner of the small corner of BDE."

Mu Yangcheng and Xue Yuan were stunned aside.

"That's what you said... hot fight?"

"..."

"Mu Yangcheng, I really believed in your evil."

"...Isn't this a fight?"

"I don't understand your numbers, but I'm shocked. You all have pictures in your mind and thoughts out of thin air? Can you point at a cauldron and scold Fang Qiu?"

"...The number competition is not so mysterious, it should be these two mysterious people."

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The author has something to say:

(To explain for Qi Sibai, he is either Hai, or simply - stupid. After enlightenment, he will know how to keep a distance.