Don't run after school

Because they stayed on the road for too long, the three of them were late again when they arrived at the cram school.

Master Kun stood at the door and looked at the three of them with his hands behind his back. When they entered the classroom, he shouted, "Congratulations to the three of you for successfully contracting this week's duty. Everyone applaud."

After finishing speaking, Lord Kun himself took the lead and applauded.

The three of them walked to their seats expressionlessly, especially Zhou Baoshan with a cold face and a frighteningly low aura.

Cheng Jin's book was still on the table in front of Xingbei, so he sat down directly.

When he sat down, the door was pushed open again.

Master Kun frowned, thinking that everyone in the class was already there, so who the hell, he must have left the wrong class.

The one who opened the door came in a handsome female classmate with a backpack on her back and asked, "Excuse me, is this the class taught by Teacher Lin?"

"I am." Master Kun looked at her familiarly, "Are you that..."

"Yes, I am Song Qiran. Uncle has already explained the situation to you clearly." Song Qiran noticed that the whole class was looking at her, so she stroked her hair behind her ears and lowered her head shyly. .

The girl's originally fair neck and earlobes turned red, glowing with luster, very cute.

"Well. You pick a seat and sit down."

After Master Kun finished speaking, Song Qiran took a look down the podium, and saw Zhou Baoshan at first glance.

She pointed in Zhou Baoshan's direction and said, "There is an empty seat next to him, can I sit there?"

Before Master Kun could answer, Zhou Boshan and Cheng Jin said in unison, "No."

In an instant, Song Qiran blushed in embarrassment.

There is also a vacant seat next to Mr. Chicken, and he raised his hand to invite warmly: "There is no one here, please sit here."

So Song Qiran had no choice but to lower her head, look at her toes, and walked to the row of chicken boss.

As soon as he was seated, Boss Ji asked Song Qiran in a voice so loud that everyone in the back rows could hear, "Ah, are you wearing makeup?"

The corner of Song Qiran's mouth twitched, "I... I only put on some BB cream."

"Really, you have painted your eyebrows too, and you also put on orange lipstick..." Boss Ji stared at her lipstick for a while and asked, "Where did you buy this lipstick? It looks very attractive." .”

Zhou Boshan was sitting right in front, so she must have heard it clearly.

Song Qiran strongly denied, "I don't wear much makeup, I don't know, my lips are born with this color."

Without further ado, Mr. Ji took out his makeup bag from the drawer and showed her, "Look at my newly bought MAC lipstick."

Song Qiran put down her schoolbag and politely refused, "No more..."

Zhou Baoshan also took a lot of seriousness in class, staring at the teacher and the blackboard intently, and occasionally distracted by seeing the back of Cheng Jin's head.

After class, he stood up from his seat, knocked on Song Qiran's desk behind him and said, "Come out."

Song Qiran's eyes lit up instantly, and when she raised her head to look at him, she curled her lips and smiled.

She walked briskly with Zhou Baoshan to the corridor of the cram school, and when Zhou Baoshan stopped, she tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Can you stop being so nonsense." Zhou Baoshan said.

"I...I'm not very satisfied with my score, can't I go to a better school?" Song Qiran said, "Don't think that I am here to review with you..."

"That's good." Zhou Boshan looked at her coldly, "Don't bother me from now on."

Song Qiran was unhappy today, but he almost cried because of his harsh words.

When she walked back from the corridor with Zhou Baoshan with red eyes, many gossiping classmates couldn't help but speculate.

"Is this new beauty Zhou Baoshan's girlfriend?"

"It looks very familiar, tsk, there must be a story."

"People's eyes are red."

"It is estimated that the young lovers are having trouble."

"Looking at this girl, it looks like she's upside down..."

Cheng Jin, who was working on a question, paused at the tip of his pen, his train of thought was interrupted.

When school was over, Zhou Baoshan walked with them on the road, and asked casually, "Didn't you say you want to get glasses? Let's go get them on weekends."

"Ah, I have had my eyesight tested. I'm not short-sighted. I just have a bit of astigmatism, but it's not serious." Cheng Jin himself was quite puzzled. He was right.

"Then what's going on here, don't you have cataracts."

"roll."

"Don't worry about cataracts, drop potassium permanganate in your eyes."

"Is it okay to get lost?" Cheng Jin rubbed his eyes, frowning and feeling a little irritable.

"Don't forget to get up early tomorrow." Zhou Boshan said, "I've booked all my tickets."

"You haven't told me where you're going."

"Playground." Zhou Baoshan snapped his fingers, "Take our Xueba to relax."

There are a lot of people in the playground on weekends, most of them are student couples and some children.

Cheng Jin felt that the atmosphere was not right when he was on the bus, a dozen or so couples had already floated in front of him, all dressed in couple outfits, holding each other stickily.

There was a couple who looked like high school students in the front row, wearing the same middle school uniform. The girl was asleep with her head turned sideways. The boy gently removed the earphone from her left ear, and then moved her head to the side. on his shoulders.

After doing all this silently, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, satisfied and pampered.

Cheng Jin turned his head and whispered to Zhou Baoshan, "Cover your mouth as hard as you can to prevent yourself from barking."

"Woof!" Zhou Boshan said, "I'm sorry, I still yelled, it's embarrassing."

Both of them smiled, but didn't make a sound.

At this time, Cheng Jin looked through the calendar, only to find that today is Qixi Festival.

He has been obsessed with studying recently and can't extricate himself, even forgetting the time.

Zhou Baoshan also suddenly realized, "Oh, let me tell you, no wonder there are so many couples."

When we arrived at the gate of the playground, many couples held hands and lined up to check tickets.

Zhou Boshan suggested: "Why don't we hold hands too..."

Cheng Jin: "...it's too gay."

He still handed him his hand.

The aunt who checked the ticket took a look at Zhou Baoshan's student ID card and ID card and asked, "Student, how old are you?"

Zhou Boshan blurted out, "Ah, I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm not gay."

The aunt stared at him with the eyes of a fool.

Cheng Jin restrained himself from speaking, and replied for him: "Senior year."

"Enter here." The aunt pointed to the direction on the right and said, "There is an event today. With the photo of the couple in front, you can get a Coke set meal for two."

The two looked in the direction she pointed, and many couples were taking pictures to receive gifts.

"Emmmm, why don't we take a picture too? If you don't get paid, you don't get paid." Cheng Jin looked at the big cup of Coke and hamburger, and couldn't help but feel a little greedy. He likes to eat these junk foods the most.

The hamburgers around the playground are extremely expensive. If you can get one for free, you will be extremely happy.

"Then let's go." Zhou Baoshan copied his pocket and went to the photoshoot site with him.

They followed the team and stood in line for a long time before registering their names.

A reporter holding a microphone suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and picked out a few couples who were taking photos for interviews.

Cheng Jin and Zhou Baoshan pretended to turn their backs to look at the scenery, hoping that this person would ignore them and interview others.

It's a pity that the gender and appearance of the two are too abrupt, so the reporter still put the microphone in front of Cheng Jin.

"Hello, we are reporters from Carrot TV. We are doing a street interview." The reporter smiled and said, "As a special broadcast for the Qixi Festival, we will meet the audience through a live webcast."

When Cheng Jin thought that his face might be seen by more than 9 million or 8 million netizens in the country, no matter how many millions of netizens he had, he stuttered and asked, "I...can I...refuse the interview?"

"Just to put it simply, what you usually want to say to your partner but can't say it." The reporter guided him with a smile, "Or you can ask the other party a small question."

Zhou Baoshan propped his chin with his hand and coughed, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

Cheng Jin thought for a while, and said to Zhou Baoshan, "It's good...it's good to study, the sky...the sky is up."

The reporter said, "Then do you have any questions?"

Cheng Jin thought to himself, I eat, drink and sleep with him every day, and I know exactly how many hairs grow on his dick, so I can ask anything.

He hummed for a long time, but couldn't speak out.

The reporter held a few reminder cards in his hand, and showed them to him.

When Cheng Jin saw these cards, it was as if he suddenly saw the correct answer written by his deskmate when he couldn't answer a question in class, and he read it reflexively.

"Which pose do you like best?"

After reading, he saw Zhou Baoshan's face was very red, as if it had been scalded by an electric iron.