My Bamboo Horse is so hard to fuck

As soon as Qi Lelei entered the classroom, he lay down on the table in a daze, unaware that he was now the center of the topic, and everyone was looking at him.

It turned out that local newspapers and online media reported the garden construction of the Fifth Middle School early this morning, and their Fifth Middle School was awarded the honor of "Most Wanted High School".

A few students with more lively personalities approached Qi Lelei on their own initiative, winked and joked: "Brother Lei! The garden you built for our school is covered in newspapers, and the newspapers say that the design fee alone costs tens of thousands, which is a waste of money!"

Qi Lelei said listlessly: "Not much."

"Look! Brother Lei is still domineering and treats money like dirt."

"This is what is often said on the Internet to just inherit [-] million at home, right?"

"I really want to be a child who can inherit hundreds of millions of property at will."

The students' emotions were not malicious, they were sincere and purely envious, but what shocked them even more now was that after they had said so much, Qi Lelei still remained calm.

How did they know that Qi Lelei, who was "not surprised by favor or humiliation", was actually sad.

Qi Lelei heard them say "[-] million" from the left and "[-] million" from the right, and felt even more depressed. He sighed and said, "What's the use of having money, money doesn't make you happy."

The students looked at each other in blank dismay, they really couldn't empathize with the unhappiness of the rich.

After the KTV event last time, Gong Liping and Qi Lelei hadn't gotten along very well, but he only dared to come secretly, now that he heard him pretending to be so aggressive, he said in a strange way: "You mortals, don't disturb Master Qi to think about life's major issues. "

Class monitor Fan Sijie heard Gong Liping insulting Qi Lelei, and immediately chimed in, "I think Qi is right!"

As soon as she said that, the classmates all looked at her again, but after a few seconds of serious thinking, Fan Sister gave up and said, "Forget it, I don't understand the troubles of being rich and not being happy."

The students laughed and booed in unison: "Squad leader, don't be ridiculous."

Just when a group of students in Class [-] were laughing and laughing, a cold voice sounded from the back door.

"Qi Lelei."

Everyone was attracted by the sound and followed the sound to look over.

It was Li Jia, who was thin and tall, wearing a blue and white school uniform, youthful and handsome.

His arrival was like a swallow's tail feathers gliding through the pool of clear water in Class [-], causing ripples.A few girls in class seven who had a crush on him blushed, covered their faces with their textbooks, and scrutinized him quietly.

Seeing that Qi Lelei was not moving, Li Jia called out again: "Qi Lelei."

Qi Lelei moved his ears, but he didn't want to talk to Li Jia, so he lay down on the desk and continued to pretend to be dead.

Then the students in Class [-] saw Li Jia enter their class majestically as if entering and exiting no one's land. It was like entering their own class!

Li Jia knocked on Qi Lelei's desk: "The school radio station asked you to come over."

"No, I'm at a low point in my life right now." Qi Lelei was in a bad mood, and didn't even have the energy to hate Li Jia.

Listening to his muffled complaints, Li Jia couldn't help smiling, returning to the trough of life.

But he buried himself so that only the back of his furry head was exposed, which showed that he was really sad.

"You don't want to broadcast your experience?"

Qi Lelei's shoulders were stiff, and he stood up in disbelief, and was instantly revived on the spot full of blood and blue. He looked at Li Jia with sparkling eyes: "Are you serious?"

"It's raining today so we can't hold the morning meeting, but the school radio station is still in operation, let you go over there to share your experience."

"Damn it, how do you speak so slowly on such an important matter!" Qi Lelei thumped Li Jia's shoulder.

"I'll go right away! I'll go right away!" Qi Lelei hurriedly opened his schoolbag and took out the manuscript that he had been grinding for two days. It hurts."

"Oh." Li Jia felt that Qi Lelei should be out of his mind.

Although Qi Lelei was complaining about backing the manuscript, he was still very happy in his heart. He asked strangely: "Why did they notify you and not me?"

"I guess I thought it was me on stage."

Qi Lelei snorted softly, expressing his slight dissatisfaction, then picked up the manuscript and rushed out: "I have to hurry up, the school broadcast is only until 45:[-]."

Li Jia followed behind him: "Yes."

At the gate of class seven, Qi Lelei bumped into Director Zha who was patrolling the hall.

"Qi Lelei?! Why is it you again!" Director Zha looked at Qi Lelei who ran away like the wind, "It's raining, the ground is slippery! Don't run around in the corridor!"

"Got it!" Qi Lelei raised his hand and waved at Director Zha.

"Hey! This kid!" Director Zha had just finished feeling, when he saw Li Jia walking out of class seven with steady steps.

"Morning Director Zha." Li Jia greeted Director Zha politely.

Director Zha immediately looked happy, and nodded lovingly, and then he saw Li Jia following Qi Lelei unhurriedly, his composure and self-restraint, in stark contrast to Qi Lelei in the distance, really... oh...

Five minutes later, all the students in the school heard Qi Lelei's breathless, excited and happy voice on the radio—"Hi everyone, I'm Qi Lelei, Class 5, Grade [-]..."

Outside the broadcasting room, a girl with ponytails was smiling and chatting with Li Jia. She is a sophomore in high school this year and is the stationmaster of the school's radio station. Qi Lelei could only enter the radio room to broadcast with her approval.

Weng Jing smiled and said, "I thought you guys would be late."

"The high school classroom is near the broadcasting room." Although Li Jia was talking to her, most of her attention was on the broadcasting room.

The wall on one side of the radio room is made of glass, Li Jia can see Qi Lelei even standing outside.He was sweating profusely, his cheeks were naturally flushed after exercise, like two pink clouds, and his beautiful eyes were shining with joy.

Weng Jing thought that he was worried about Qi Lelei, so she said, "Junior Qi is pretty good. In fact, just use the school radio to tell him to come, why don't you go in person."

"He won't come." Li Jia understood Qi Lelei's temper too well.

At that time, Qi Lelei was immersed in the sadness of "the trough of life", not to mention the school broadcast, even if the king called him, he would not move, so Li Jia had to go in person and tell Qi Lelei the purpose, Qi Lelei would move .

Weng Jing shrugged, she didn't know why Li Jia said that, but it didn't matter, because her goal was not Qi Lelei, but Li Jia.

"Student, let's make an agreement, remember to arrive at school at 10:[-] next week. Although our school broadcast starts at [-]:[-], we have to prepare [-] minutes in advance."

Li Jia: "Okay."

"Except for urgent notices, other manuscripts will be prepared a day or two in advance."

For example, today's Monday morning draft was already arranged last Friday, it was Li Jia who came to ask Weng Jing for help, and she let Qi Lelei join the team.In exchange, Li Jia helped her broadcast for a week.

Li Jia: "Okay."

"You will be broadcasting in English at that time, so you must familiarize yourself with the script in advance." Weng Jing fell in love with Li Jia's voice and speaking skills when she first started school. Unfortunately, when she invited Li Jia to join the broadcasting group, he refused up.

Li Jia: "Okay."

Seeing that he was indifferent, Weng Jing was afraid that he would get angry, so she said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't doubt your ability, I just remind you first."

Li Jia's answer finally added two words: "I understand."

"..." Weng Jing thought that she was a very active person, but when she met Li Jia, who was as concise as she was, she also felt troubled.

Compared to their silence, Qi Lelei's voice on the radio was full of enthusiasm.

"Finally, I wish every student can work hard and realize their ideals! Now we are the flowers of the motherland, and tomorrow we will be the pillars of the motherland!" Qi Lelei read the manuscript with joy and emotion.

Li Jia looked at him amusedly through the glass, feeling that his expressions were too rich.

When he was looking at Qi Lelei, Weng Jing was also looking at him.

Originally, she thought that Li Jia was a cold and arrogant person, but now it seems that she is not...

After finishing the work, Qi Lelei put away the manuscript contentedly, looked up and saw Li Jia was still outside, and was staring at him intently.He felt that Li Jia must have been shocked by his handsomeness, so he opened the door beamingly, and shouted excitedly at Li Jia: "Son, is Dad handsome!!!"

Immediately afterwards, this sentence spread to the ears of teachers and students in the school through the radio—"Son, is Dad handsome!!!"

Qi Lelei: "..."

Li Jia: "..."

Weng Jing: "..."

Director Zha, who had just visited the third floor of the high school, heard the broadcast, his face darkened quickly, and then he carried a 50-meter machete and walked towards the school broadcast station with a murderous look.