Chapter 6 holding hands

When Bian Qian walked to the door of the class, there were still 7 minutes before class.

Some people went to the canteen to buy some snacks after running and walking, and chatted with the same table or the front and back tables while eating.

Bian Qian went in through the back door carrying the steamed buns.

Su Yitong recovered from the book and asked:

“Squad leader, why did you come back?”

“Going to buy food.”

Immediately, she stuffed the awesome meal and Oriolo pie in the pocket of her school uniform into a drawer, and asked:

“Auntie gave me a sauce pancake, do you want it?”

“I want it! It smells so good!”

Su Yitong took the cake with fierce eyes, suppressed the saliva secreted in his mouth and whispered:

“I still have spicy sticks in my schoolbag, would you like some?”

Before the words were finished, the spicy strips were already taken out.

Bian Qian stacked up the wall of books on the table, just enough to block the podium, and said casually:

“I can’t eat spicy food.”

The hand next door unpacking the bag paused and said with concern:

“Get angry? I saw several people in our class have this problem.”

Thinking of the pile of gastric medicines on the bedside table, Bian Qian whispered:

“more or less.”

The girl Lin Nuo who was leaning against the wall in front suddenly turned around and shouted angrily:

“Su Yitong, you’re eating spicy noodles again!”

“You were eating chicken legs just now, I didn’t think you were too tasteful!”

As soon as the class bell rang, the English teacher Wang Haixia walked in.

“Good morning students!”

“Good morning teacher!”

She opened the information book, raised her eyes, held the corner of the book with one hand and supported the podium with the other and asked:

“Have you finished writing the pages assigned in the last class?”

“I’m done writing—”

“Okay, now let’s talk to our classmates about the first question, Whocananswermyquestion?”

Wang Haixia looked down, looked at a few students who were still looking up at her and said:

“You? You? Or you?”

Even in the last row, the voice of the teacher writing on the blackboard is still very clear.

After half a class, Su Yitong next to him fell asleep early, with his arms crossed on the table, supporting his body to prevent falling, and nodding his head from time to time.

There was a sudden silence in the classroom, and I don’t know when it started.

Bian Qian was doing a problem, so she sat up straight and subconsciously glanced at the small window on the back door.

There is no head teacher or other teacher’s face on it.

Looking back into the classroom, Wang Haixia was walking slowly to a student who was lying on the table and fell asleep, her face expressionless.

The air pressure dropped significantly, and the few people around did not dare to make a sound, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

She elbowed Su Yitong, trying to wake him up.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground stopped abruptly, and the sleeping boy still had sweet dreams, and he didn’t feel the danger approaching at all.

Just as she was about to erupt, Wang Haixia took out her mobile phone from her pocket, pressed the volume button next to it a few times, and then pointed the end with the small speaker toward her classmate’s ear.

A loud voice familiar to everyone sounded:

“timi!”

The person who was still dreaming a moment ago immediately jumped up and said mentally:

“Which big brother! Walk in two rows…”

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Wang Haixia slapped the boy’s desk with a slap:

“Get up, get up, get up! Go out and stand up for me!”

“Hahahahaha…”

There was a burst of laughter.

Bian Qian followed the teacher’s footsteps to the podium, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Qi’s back from the corner of his eye.

The other party was looking at the blackboard in front, and his hands were still writing notes. The girl’s side profile was clean and indifferent, and her broken hair fell by her ears.

From this angle, Wen Qi’s eye ends are very special. If it is Danfeng eyes, it will make people feel unsatisfied. The upward arc makes the eyelashes long and dense, and outlines the already alienated expression even more indifferently.

It’s kind of **** good looking.

Bian Qian looked away angrily.

Do not look.

“dad……”

“Fuck!”

Su Yitong, the narrator, came over quietly at some point, and said something like a ghost, Bian Qian was so frightened that she almost didn’t jump up, she looked at Su Yitong in shock, and when she said it, she realized that her voice was actually quite loud .

“Who scolded? Ah! Who scolded!”

Wang Haixia was still angry, she turned around just in time to see Su Yitong’s sleepy eyes, and Bian Qian’s stunned and guilty expression, and immediately shouted:

“You two go out too! Isn’t Duke Zhou very handsome? Ah! Su Yitong, your saliva is all on the lightning rod on the roof of the teaching building!”

Bian Qian dragged the people beside him to escape from the classroom.

Su Yitong was still a little confused, and asked lightly:

“Dad, is school over? I still want to eat sauce pancakes, fried chicken is also fine…”

Bian Qian nailed him to the wall, with a frosty face, he raised the corners of his lips and said:

“Dad? I’m your uncle, Su Yitong. I won’t bring you sauce pancakes next time.”

Get through the English class, the next session is self-study.

If there was another ball game, Bian Qian suddenly remembered that they were gossiping before. Xu Qiushan will definitely let her watch the discipline, and then he will contact Wen Qi again.

I don’t want to talk to Wen Qi.

She is so fierce.

Bian Qian thought in annoyance.

There is a class schedule posted on her desk, and there are many unobvious checkmarks on it. Classes with checkmarks represent safety, which means that the head teacher will not come to check the class for this class.

Su Yitong and Lin Nuo came up with this thing in the first place.

The two of them were in the same class before they were divided into arts and sciences. After the division into classes, Su Yitong once bought a deck of playing cards in the cafeteria. Empty to learn from each other.

Of course, the risk is still very high. Lao Xu often comes to check shifts, and once he is caught, the consequences will be disastrous.

At noon when he was almost exposed, Su Yitong made a great decision.

That is to bring over the schedules of all the classes that Lao Xu substitutes for, and then fiddle with the schedules of class 22 for a long time, and finally use the method of elimination to mark the check mark.

But after that, the two of them seldom played poker, and the course progress of the second year of high school was too fast.

Wang Haixia began to talk about grammar and fill in the blanks. While reading the basic questions, she reached into her schoolbag.

There are 2 classes for Lao Xu in this lesson.

Just clicked on □□, a lot of little red dots rushed towards my face.

This account is a trumpet for fans and single owners.

During the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, Bian Qian registered an account on a painter website at random. It was only for learning, but someone added it along the number, asking for drafts. Later, there were more and more people, so I could only create A small number to contact.

Bian Qian changed back to a large size. She hadn’t received a manuscript for more than a year. She didn’t have enough time. The progress of high school studies was too fast, and she would fall out of the team if she didn’t pay attention.

It is still a striking little red dot, it was sent by a person named Mu Mu.

Mu Mu is a girl who often came to ask for drafts when Bian Qian was not very famous. They have known each other for almost two years. Usually very honest, only the time of sketching is long-winded, and she wants to chat with her.

But Mu Mu also knew that Bian Qian had withdrawn from the circle, so there must be something to contact her now.

“My god, my god! Please congratulate me, kid! It’s for my boyfriend!”

“Rouse, come out of the mountain, I miss you so much!”

“Let’s take a look at Little Mumu! It won’t take up much of Rouse’s time!”

It’s from the last two days.

Bian Qian looked at the phone screen, hesitated for a moment, then thought that there was nothing to do in the near future, and the lessons were almost previewed, so he replied:

“it is good.”

After exiting the chat interface, the only sticky one appeared in front of him.

Nicknamed Mantianxing, he is a very powerful painter.

As soon as she registered an account on the website, Mantianxing was already at the top of the list, and her popularity in the country was also very high. Generally, the contact information posted by painters is dedicated to receiving manuscripts or cooperation, but Bian Qian was shocked to find that this account should be used in daily life, and there are not many friends.

She asked some questions about painting before, and the other party replied very carefully and in a very gentle tone.

But since last year, she has never received any reply from Mantianxing.

The latest news still stops at the Happy New Year on the 30th of the Lunar New Year.

time flies.

After school, Bian Qian went downstairs with the team.

The sky outside the building was covered with dark clouds, and there were still people collecting quilts on the roof of the residential building in the distance.

When they walked to the door of the whole family, the phone rang.

She was busy looking at the road and didn’t read the notes carefully. As soon as she pressed the call button, a mean female voice came to her ears:

“Why are you answering the phone so slowly? Isn’t get out of class over at this point?”

“Is something wrong?”

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then forbearance said:

“A relative will come to the house tomorrow, and you will come back for lunch at noon.”

Bian Qian stopped in his tracks:

“If I don’t go back.”

“Then don’t come back again! Bian Qian, look at your attitude!”

She didn’t speak, and the other party said indifferently:

“I still have a meeting, I don’t have time to take care of your temper. Du, du, du…”

Bian Qian pushed open the door of the family’s store, walked around, was surrounded by a dazzling array of products, but forgot why she came in, so she took a packet of fudge and went to check out.

There are lots of little stickers on the back of the counter.

It took her a long time to realize that it said “Welcome”.

It seems that there is no plan to buy anything.

Bian Qian opened the candy casually and put it in his mouth, the taste of green apple spread in his mouth.

Thick clouds completely covered the sun, and the light was dark.

“This is too suffocating, it’s almost a day and I can’t take it down.”

During the second class break in the afternoon, Su Yitong lay down by the window and said with emotion.

Standing next to her, Meng Xun turned around and helped her straighten the collar of her school uniform.

Su Yitong: “Thank you dear!”

The other party patted her head lightly with the palm:

“Don’t be coquettish.”

Su Yitong pouted and said:

“Obviously you like it very much, but you still have to speak hard, huh, woman.”

Meng Xun was a little embarrassed, stood up straight and said solemnly:

“I do not have!”

“Hey, I can’t help you if you want to look like this.”

Lin Nuo in front turned around, the corners of his mouth twitching:

“Squad leader, how do you feel when you see these two mentally handicapped bickering every day?”

“Not bad, I feel ten years younger.”

Su Yitong pulled the subject back to the seat:

“I hope that the Jade Emperor will hold back for a while, and don’t go down. It’s hard to have a physical education class.”

Just when hope was about to run out, someone shouted at the door of the class:

“Go down to gym class!”

“Yo hoo—”

A group of people rushed out, afraid that they would run away with long legs on the playground.

There are quite a lot of physical education in this class. Judging from the numbers on the back of the school uniform, there is also a senior one class.

Dark clouds billowed in the sky.

“Is it Class 22?”

The physical education teacher walked over slowly, Bian Qian remembered that his name was Wan Jianguo, and many people in the older generation called him by this.

“Yes-”

He took the whistle hanging around his neck in his hand:

“Report the number.”

“1, 2, 3…”

The last man finished his report and shouted:

“One teacher is missing, and the sports committee has asked for leave!”

After warming up, Wan Jianguo said:

“The sports committee has asked for leave, so the monitor will go get the equipment, who is the monitor?”

Bian Qian raised his hand.

The teacher came over and took out a bunch of keys:

“The youngest one, go to the equipment room on the right.” He looked around and waved at Wen Qi, “You and Wen Qi are together, she knows where it is, if there are not enough people, call the boy to help.”

Bian Qian said with a toothache:

“it is good.”

The two walked side by side on the rubber track, passing by the lively basketball court, the noisy running team, and the wind blowing indiscriminately from the wilderness.

Bian Qian’s steps are not as big as Wen Qi’s, and he goes to the back as he walks.

Wen Qi silently slowed down.

There are two or three small rooms by the wall, and one door has an equipment room printed on it.

Bian Qian handed the key to the people around him, and said annoyedly:

“Go and open the door.”

She put her hand in the pocket of her school uniform and thought: Why does the equipment room look like this no matter in junior high school or high school, it looks like a must-choice location for shooting horror movies.

“Fear?”

Being poked at the pain point, Bian Qian was so angry that smoke came out of his throat, but he had no choice but to shut his mouth mournfully, pretending he didn’t hear anything.

Wen Qi didn’t care, and walked straight forward. When he reached the door, he turned around and found that figure was still standing ten steps away.

In fact, she had found out some things that Bian Qian experienced in junior high school, and remembered the **** past that was written in black and white in the materials. Wen Qi was silent for a while, and asked again, but his attitude was not as strong as before:

“Not coming?”

Bian Qian sighed, walked forward, his eyes kept looking elsewhere:

“I, how about…I don’t…”

I can’t even straighten my tongue, can you fight a bit, little brother.

Wen Qi opened the door with the key, and turned on the light in the room:

“You can continue outside, I will go inside to get it.”

Bian Qian stared blankly at the beautiful white figure and replied:

“it is good.”

The lights in the room were also turned on, showing the storage racks, basketballs and other supplies. The small space was filled with light, giving the illusion of the truth.

She turned around and closed her eyes as her heart beat wildly.

Calm, calm, it’s nothing.

After a while, a cool voice sounded from behind:

“Hold on to this rope, and be careful with your hands.”

Bian Qian turned her head, and there was a bag of badminton rackets at her feet.

She obediently pulled the end of the rope and dragged the bag outside.

Except for the first bag, they were handed over one by two from the back, and Bian Qian stretched out his hand to the back, and Wen Qi would put the ball or racket in her palm.

The fingertips of two people often touch.

It was a touch drier than today’s air.

After stretching out his hand for a while, there was nothing to hand over, Bian Qian scratched the air a few times in doubt.

My palm was suddenly wrapped in another warmth.

She turned around abruptly.

The orange light was shining from above, Wen Qi was standing on the steps holding her hand, looking lazily:

“What are you thinking?”

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Wen Qi: I want to tease my wife