Seventeen Forbidden Boys

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Soon, the new transfer student got the attention of the school leaders, and because he was not required to take the college entrance examination, his management was relaxed a lot.

Like a runaway wild horse, Qi Ji seldom appears in the classroom. At the same time, he gets along well with the juniors and juniors in the first and second grades. Basketball, football, badminton, etc., all sports involving sports See the figure of this active big boy.

Although the students in the third year of high school are envious, the study that should be studied and the questions that should be done have not been affected too much. After all, I don’t have much hope for the recommendation, and it is better to take the college entrance examination steadily.

"Senior..." The first-year high school girl with a ponytail blushed and handed over an envelope.

"Oh~~~" The students around me winked and booed.

"It's not mine, it is, it was handed over to me by someone else, let me, let me hand it to Senior Qi." The school girl stammered as she explained, intending to hide it.

Qi Ji took the envelope very gentlemanly and put it in his jacket pocket, not intending to open it to have a look on the spot, acquiescing to the booing from the surrounding students, and said softly to the girl: "Thank you, I will read it."

"Hahahaha..." The juniors laughed even louder, the girl blushed the color of a ripe tomato, she glanced at Qi Ji with a coquettish look and ran away.

Such small episodes have been staged almost every four or five days since Qi Ji and his juniors played together. It is not surprising that they continued to play as brothers after the girl left.

At 11:30 that night, in the small woods behind the teaching building.

Qi Ji leaned against the thick sycamore tree trunk with one hand in his pocket, and kept crushing the stones under his feet with his toes. With a lollipop in his mouth, he imitated smoking from time to time and spit out smoke rings that could not exist. It's fun to entertain yourself.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance, Qi Ji gnawed the lollipop into pieces, squinted his eyes and stared at the gradually approaching figure, it was Zhang Qiu!

Qi Ji pursed his upturned lips, threw away the candy stick in his hand, and warmly greeted the visitor: "Hey, it turns out that you are the one who has been secretly in love with me. Why did you bother to write a love letter to meet me?" Xiao Shulin, wouldn't it be easy to pass a note in the classroom?"

Zhang Qiu sneered: "You have a thick skin, but you have a crush on you? Pooh, I wish I could stab you to death."

Qi Ji rolled his eyes, thought of something and coughed in embarrassment: "Are you sure you didn't mean the same thing as me?"

"Stupid X!" Zhang Qiu scolded.

Qi Ji shrugged regretfully: "It's a pity, I wanted to promise you to come, but after a closer look, you are quite handsome."

Zhang Qiu ignored his nonsense at all, and stared at him coldly: "Qi Ji, do you know why I came here?"

Qi Ji nodded his lips in a pensive manner: "You didn't come to confess to me, I really can't think of anything else... Ah, wait, you should hate me, right, so you came to fight with me? "

Zhang Qiu snorted coldly: "You still remember that I hate you. Is it because you have been so frightened these days that you don't even know your last name?"

"My surname is Qi." Qi Ji smiled, "I don't want to change my name if I'm going, and I don't want to change my surname when I'm sitting down. My surname is Qi. There's only one taboo word for a single name, taboo taboo."

Like punching cotton in the stomach, Qi Ji didn't respond to Zhang Qiu's anger at all, he was still smiling, causing Zhang Qiu's adrenaline to soar, and he rushed towards Zhang Qiu like an enraged bullfighting bull.

Zhang Qiu grabbed Qi Ji by the neck, dragged him and pressed him against the tree trunk with his elbows, glared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Ji, don't blame me, blame me if you want You yourself, you stood in my way, you made me a laughing stock with your cross-cutting, it's all your fault, it's your fault!"

Qi Ji's throat was oppressed by Zhang Qiu's strength, and his hands and feet did not show any intention of struggling, but he still said indifferently: "So what do you want, haha, cough cough, you want to kill me?" I, cough, is this the way you came up with?"

"Yes, kill you, I can get recommended places again, kill you, I will not have to continue to study hard. Only when you die, my life will be easier, you die, you go die..."

Zhang Qiu's strength became more and more ferocious, Qi Ji rolled his eyes, his purple lips were drawn upwards, and he let out an old hoarse hooting sound, terrifying and frightening like a demon about to die.

Zhang Qiu, who lost his mind, didn't care about these things. At this moment, he only thought that Qi Ji was about to die, and he was about to get the coveted admission spot, and his parents could be proud again, and he didn't have to study day and night anymore. Wait for the beautiful fantasy.

At twelve o'clock in the night, the person leaning on the tree trunk stopped making a sound, his warm body temperature dropped rapidly, and he stared at him with wide open eyes, Zhang Qiu let go of his arms, and the person slipped down and fell to a sitting position. On the grass, he tilted his head and looked forward in a daze, the corner of his mouth was so terrifying that the smile never faded from the beginning to the end.

Zhang Qiu took two steps back, even though he had made full mental preparations, the fear of killing someone with his own hands still spread all over his body, especially this was his first time killing someone, his body was shaking like chaff, and cold sweat burst like rain.

There was no one around, Zhang Qiu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with trembling hands, turned around tremblingly like an old man suffering from Parkinson's, his brain was muddled, for example, cleaning up the scene and burying the dead had already been done. Forget it all.

Leave, go back to the dormitory, sleep, tomorrow will be different.

Zhang Qiu comforted himself, lying on the bed in the dormitory, closed his eyes and waited for the good day tomorrow.

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The next day was sunny and sunny.

During the morning reading time, there is still the sound of reading in the classroom of Class A of the third year of senior high school. The students recite their own content selflessly, and they are isolated from the world.

Zhang Qiu appeared at the door of the classroom with a pale face and a weak appearance. He did not attract the attention of the students who were concentrating on it, but after sitting down, Wang Zhan patted him on the shoulder and asked Qi Ji why he hadn't come yet.

Zhang Qiu was very nervous immediately, tried his best to restrain the shaking of his whole body, and said impatiently: "How do I know, I'm not familiar with him."

Wang Zhan curled his lips and did not continue to ask.

In the first class, when Zhang Qiu was still worried about how he would deal with Qi Ji's body when he was found, a person who should have disappeared from this world appeared at the door——Qi Ji.

Why is he still alive?He was obviously dead, and he died in front of me.

Is he a man or a ghost?