your boyfriend

The classroom was only quiet for a while when the bell was ringing, and then there was even more unbridled and noisy laughter, like raging waves sweeping in, which could be heard clearly from miles away.

Qin Jin was in a bad mood. After all, he had just discovered the amazing fact that Meng Qinshi would be his classmate for three years, and he still needed to digest it.

Is there a chance for liberation when you are divided into arts and sciences?It doesn't exist. With Meng Qinshi's poor grades, regardless of the results in arts and sciences, Qin Jin must choose whatever he chooses.

The new book hadn't been distributed yet, and the head teacher hadn't entered the classroom yet. With earphones plugged into his ears, he lay down facing the window and closed his eyes to rest.The sunlight refracted through the transparent glass windows into the classroom and spread out on the desks, coating Qin Jin's fair face with a layer of warm color.

Meng Qinshi poked his head out quietly, looking over Qin Jin's thin body to see his peaceful sleeping face.

His black hair, like charcoal, is fluffy and dry, his slightly frowned and delicate eyebrows are covered by his fine bangs, his long and thick eyelashes cast mottled shadows on his eyelids, his thin lips are slightly pursed under his straight nose, and there is a small small smile on the tip of his nose. Meng Qin's throat tightened when he saw the small cinnabar mole, and he swallowed unconsciously.

Meng Qinshi often wondered what it would be like to kiss Qin Jin's thin and soft lips. This kind of thinking became more and more frequent since his puberty.For example, when the other party looked up at him coldly, raised his voice and called him Meng Dou Bao, closed his eyes and lightly slept like this moment.

Thinking of this, Meng Qinshi's heart suddenly beat faster.The Adam's apple twitched inappropriately, and the malicious school bully looked around from the corner of his eye. No one noticed this corner, so it shouldn't matter if it touches it a little, right?

The air that was close at hand was mixed with a faint fragrance of green grass, Meng Qinshi bent down, and the tip of his nose had already touched the tender and fair skin of the young man, making his breathing quicken.

The next second, those cold Danfeng eyes opened, and Qin Jin quietly looked at Meng Qinshi's face that was close at hand: "Do you want to die?"

thump—

There was a loud noise, and the students' attention was focused on Meng Qinshi in an instant.Handsome and handsome, the boss of Nanchuan No. [-] Middle School, who has dozens of younger brothers, squatted firmly, with no image at all.

The people present were all freshmen in high school, and they were still in awe of the rumored Meng Qinshi. After all, this person can become a school bully in the sixth middle school where the little gangsters are everywhere. He must not be a good student.

But now it seems that the reserve male god beside him, who is like a flower in the mountains, seems to be even better.

"Oh, it hurts!" Meng Qinshi yelled in dissatisfaction.

Qin Jin gave him a cold look without saying a word.

"Xiaojin~~!" Meng Qinshi prolonged the ending and sat on the ground and winked at the person, as if he had no intention of standing up at all.

The intentional or unintentional gazes around him were like rays of light, hitting Qin Jin's face fiercely, and he could guess what those people were talking about quietly without listening to him.

Qin Jin couldn't hold back anymore, he frowned, and said coldly: "Stand up."

"I don't," Meng Qin said like a child under five years old, his cheeks bulged when he spoke, more like a round and plump bean bag: "You kicked my ass|ass into two pieces, you have to be responsible! "

Qin Jin sneered, and said to him with a contemptuous expression: "Do you think you are a Pixiu? Your ass is originally two petals."

"I don't care!" Meng Qinshi tugged at his trouser legs, squeezed his throat under the eyes of everyone, and said, "I fell, and I need a kiss from a male god to stand up~!"

"Cough cough cough cough——!!!" The brother at the front table shook his body and nearly choked himself to death with a sip of water. He turned his head while clutching his chest, raising and lowering his thick eyebrows like Crayon Shin-chan: " Two classmates, please pay attention to the occasion, it is immoral to flirt and insult single dogs in public."

Qin Jin raised his eyelids, and a cold light made the big brother shrink his neck immediately, made a zipper gesture around his mouth, and then turned his head obediently.

"Then don't get up, just sit on the floor." Qin Jin calmly pulled out his trouser legs from his claws, and when he looked up and saw the young man entering the classroom, he took off the earphones and stuffed them back into the charging box.

The young man on the podium was about twenty years old, with an overly handsome baby face, he didn't look like a person who could hold the stage.Wearing a clean white shirt, he cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "Hello, students, I am your class teacher, my name is Lin Ran, Shuangmu Lin, Ran who is rising slowly."

He turned his back and wrote the word Lin Ran on the blackboard. The handwriting was beautiful and powerful.

"Teacher, are you an adult?" Qin Jin's big brother at the front desk asked in a sly manner, with a sly attitude.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately stirred up a thousand waves. Surprised that the class teacher was too young, the students found their place at the speed of light, and started joking one after another.

"Teacher, how old are you?"

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Mr. Lin, what type do you like? Do you accept teacher-student love?"

"If not, do you have a boyfriend?"

Qin Jin saw many girls in the front, back, left, and left silently raised their mobile phones, aimed at Teacher Lin who was looking down at a large stack of white papers, and pressed the shutter without any scruples, without even making a sound. close.

Meng Qin, who didn't know when to sit back on the chair again, lay lazily on the table, looked up at Lin Ran who was blushing from being molested by a group of students on the podium, then turned his head to look at Qin Jin, smashed Zui commented: "Well...our Xiaojin is better looking."

"Sit upright, don't you have any bones?" Qin Jin didn't even bother to look at him without squinting.

"Xiao Jin, you are so white." Meng Qin turned his head to look at Qin Jin, his eyes flicked around his fair and almost transparent face: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat candy?"

"Don't eat!" Qin Jin replied heavily.

"Where's the big white rabbit toffee!" Meng Qinshi took out a toffee from his pocket and shook it in front of Qin Jin: "How about I peel it for you to eat?"

Qin Jin paused every word: "No! Yes!"

Lin Ran on the podium was molested by the students, and forgot all the opening speeches he had prepared. Now he was stuttering and confused, and the students in the audience were even less interested in listening, chattering into a mess.

This crappy school, read a fart——

Qin Jin frowned impatiently, chewing the white rabbit toffee in his mouth, his eyes stayed on Lin Ran's fair and clean face, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the head teacher was unreliable.

Sure enough, in the next second he heard Lin Ran say: "Let's take a look...hey? Where's my roster?"

Qin Jin: "......" Is it too late for him to go back and reread it now?

With the unscrupulous laughter of the students, Lin Ran's face turned even redder. He scratched his hair and stood on the podium at a loss, completely looking like a college student.

bang——

A fist hit the door of the classroom, knocking out all the sounds.Qin Jin and Meng Qin raised their heads together, and their eyes stayed on the tall figure at the door.The visitor had a cold and handsome face, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of his nose, and his whole body was like a moving volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Aren't you going to turn the world upside down?!" As soon as the man opened his mouth, the menacing momentum caused all the freshmen to shrink their necks.

Meng Qinshi gasped: "Fuck, the big devil is here!"

"Who?" Qin Jin asked him in a low voice.

Meng Qinshi muttered in a low voice: "Fang Jingwen, director of the political and educational department, the legendary..."

"Meng Qinshi!" Fang Jingwen yelled, "What are you talking about there? You are the only one with a mouth, and you keep talking all day long!"

For Fang Jingwen, director of the Politics and Education Department, even if he couldn't remember all the students in the school, it was impossible not to remember Meng Qinshi.The well-known prickly head in the school, a good fighter in fights, squats in the political and educational office twice for three days to write inspections, and then goes out to continue having fun around after finishing writing.

"I haven't." Meng Qinshi looked innocent: "I'm talking about our school with my new deskmate. After all, it's his first time in the first year of high school."

Fang Jingwen walked into the classroom, still holding a thin folder in his hand, and asked mercilessly, "Isn't it an honor for you to be in the first year of high school for the second time?"

There was a burst of laughter under the podium, Qin Jin lowered his head and pulled the corners of his lips, a brisk smile quickly flashed across his eyes, and soon disappeared.Meng Qin opened his mouth and was about to say something, but found that Qin Jin who was beside him quickly tugged his sleeve and mouthed to warn him to shut up.

"The roster!" Fang Jingwen patted the folder on Lin Ran's chest, glanced coldly at the students sitting under the podium, and then returned to Lin Ran: "Let's find some boys and go to the office of the first year of high school to get the books. Receive it, then roll call and introduce yourself, run for class cadres, and finally do the cleaning.”

Lin Ran, who came back to his senses, nodded again and again: "Okay, thank you, brother!"

"That... let me take a look," Lin Ran held the folder in his hand, and after opening it, he went back and forth on the student list, trying to identify men and women by their names.

Fang Jingwen looked at him motionless, and seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he really couldn't stand it any longer. His eyes flicked among the boys in the class, and then he said casually: "You, you, you, and Meng Qinshi and his tablemate, follow me to move books!"

After saying this, Fang Jingwen walked out of the classroom with one long leg.

Meng Qinshi's deskmate: "......" The weather is so hot, he doesn't want to move at all.

As soon as Qin Jin got up, he was pushed back by Meng Qinshi, who smiled at him: "Don't go, just sit here and wait."

"Okay." Qin Jin agreed very readily, and it happened that he didn't want to move either.

Meng Qinshi blinked at him quickly, then grabbed the sloppy big brother in the front row by the collar, hooked his shoulders and dragged him out: "Let's go big brother, move the books!"

"Damn!" The big brother who was suddenly dragged a few meters away only had time to let out an exclamation, and then Meng Qinshi strangled his neck and dragged him away.

After the textbooks were distributed, Qin Jin wrote his name on the title page of each book, and then conveniently put the books into the spliced ​​file racks and stacked them neatly.Seeing this, Meng Qin pressed the Chinese document with his fingertips and pushed it in front of him, smiling brightly under his puzzled eyes.

"Xiao Jin...can you write a name for me?" Meng Qinshi blinked at him desperately.

Qin Jin coldly refused, "No."

"Help me write it."

"You have degenerated to the point where you can't even write your name after one year of high school?" Qin Jin frowned and looked at him.

Meng Qinshi chuckled: "Your handwriting is more beautiful."

Qin Jin stopped talking. He picked up the pen again and wrote a few words on the Chinese book. After finishing writing, he took a closer look and found that he had made a mistake.

On the title page of that book was written - Qin Jin.

"Hey! Don't cross it out!" Meng Qinshi stopped Qin Jin, who was about to cross out and rewrite, and pointed to the open space behind: "Just write a new one here."

"En." Qin Jin replied, and wrote Meng Qinshi on the back.

As if he had found a treasure, Meng Qin took back the Chinese language book and read it again and again. He rummaged through the schoolbag for a long time, took out his only pen and added a stroke to the title page while sneaking a glance at Qin Jin.

Sensing the other party's gaze, Qin Jin suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Meng Doubao, what are you doing with such a mischievous eyebrow?"

"Ah?" Meng Qinshi responded, and triumphantly spread out the Chinese document on the title page: "Look! Am I very smart!"

Qin Jin looked down, and suddenly burst into anger.

There is an incomparably standard heart between the two names side by side on the title page, which makes the original serious Chinese document have a few more strings of pink bubbles, dangling around the two names.

bang——

There was another loud noise, and the girl who was standing on the podium introducing herself was taken aback. Lin Ran turned to this side with a blank expression, and saw Meng Qinshi sitting on the ground, still holding the language paper tightly in his hand.

"Wait a minute, two students, talk well if you have something to say, don't fight!" Lin Ran, a newly graduated people's teacher, hurried forward and started his first conflict mediation as a class teacher.