Nonlinear Love

"I see you, ancient poetry and classical Chinese are mostly empty. You are not playing well, or you are not memorizing." Li Guoqing insisted that he was a serious subject, and persuaded bitterly, "It is not enough to be good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, and language is also not enough. It's very important, you have to work harder."

"Well, I know." Su Lian nodded, saying what to say.

Li Guoqing turned his eyes and fixed on the person who was hanging next to him: "Chi Huang, you too, in fact, you have a foundation in Chinese, but you are unwilling to memorize it. As long as you recite everything correctly, you will pass."

I don't know why the knife was inserted, and Chi Huang reluctantly tilted his head: "Teacher, I can't remember."

"How come you can't remember when you have a long brain. In this way, you set up a gang-by-study group to memorize textbooks together. I will check it once a week."

Li Guoqing has not given up on Chi Li so far. He touched his bald forehead, and asked carefully, "Su Lian, you have good grades in other subjects, and you can help him with his homework by the way, okay?"

One by one counseling, or Ku Ge personally went into battle, Chi Wang listened to his head a little exploded.

This little fellow at the table has a bad temper. Maybe a question won't be smashed with a fist, not half disabled, but also seriously injured.

Subconsciously wanting to refuse, he heard Su Lian respond: "Okay."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Li Guoqing didn't keep it any longer. He took out the mobile phone confiscated that day from the drawer and put it in Su Lian's hand: "Okay, return the mobile phone to you, you can go to dinner."

"Thank you, teacher." Su Lian clenched his fingers and turned his head out of the office.

Chi Wang lazily put his pockets in and followed behind, not knowing what kind of kindness this fellow at the same table was saying: "Do you really want to help me?"

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket, clicked on the WeChat QR code, and was about to say that since he was back, he would add a friend first.

However, Su Lian's footsteps were fast, without turning his head, he strode downstairs, terribly anxious.

From a distance, he said, "I will respond casually, I'm afraid that the braised pork will be gone again later."

Chi Li stared at Su Lian's back, and when he was about to walk, the corner of his shirt flew up, revealing a waist that was white.

He turned the phone around and threw it back into his trousers pocket, pressing the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

He looks so cool, with such a greedy mouth, he looks cute.

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At 10:30 in the evening, the door of 403 was half closed, accompanied by impassioned background music, mixed with a very strange dialogue.

"Left hand, higher, not straight."

"Right leg out, squat, squat again."

"No, no, you don't look like you have any spirit at all."

"Strength, force, put your fingers together."

Chi Wang stood in the center of the room, staring at the iPad screen in front of him, and followed the spirit of the young man on the screen to study inter-class exercises.

There are four people standing or sitting next to them, watching the monkeys perform, pointing and pointing from time to time.

Su Lian took a sip of water while holding the thermos cup, and said with a little disgust, "Just like you, how do you lead the exercise?"

"Come and try?" Chi Wang was so angry that he had never felt so aggrieved in his life.

But the stakes were there, and had to give in.

Su Lian took two steps forward, pinched his wrist and lifted it up: "It's only standard here, do you understand."

Chi Li grabbed his hand with a backhand, and suddenly pulled it to the top of his head, shameless: "How about you practice with me?"

Su Lian's fingers were completely wrapped in the warm palm, and his skin was hot, he wanted to hide.

But this man was so strong that he couldn't break free: "What's wrong with you? It's not that I lost."

"Turn around and dance here." Gu Anjiu chomped on a wind claw, "Don't say it, it's pretty eye-catching if you two really stand together to lead the exercise."

The two 1.8-meter-high handsome men stand on the stage and are definitely eye-catching.

"Stop, it's impossible." Su Lian turned his wrists, "Let me go."

"Do it together. I stayed up all night with you that day, so you can accompany me to practice aerobics. Sharing weal and woe, right?"

Chi Wang slightly hooked his neck, and his hair was wet with sweat for a few strands, and was pushed to his forehead at will. His brows were low and pleasing to the eyes, like a docile golden retriever, how could he have the usual frightening energy.

Su Lian thought of the school uniform he wore that day, and paused inexplicably, before he had time to react.

Chi Huang seized the second gap, quickly grabbed his shoulders with his eyes, put the people next to him, pointed to the screen and said, "Okay, let's start with the first quarter."

Su Lian's face was dazed, who am I, where am I, and what am I doing.

"Come here, brothers, accompany the grand master to practice, don't let him go out and be ashamed." Gu Anjiu pulled a tissue to clean his hands, and consciously stood in a pit beside him.

"Okay, okay, Brother Yan, come together." Song Jiaci stood up obediently and dragged Lin Yan into the queue.

The dormitory that is not wide becomes crowded in an instant, and it is quite fatal to stretch an arm and beat someone.

Doing exercises alone, accompany the whole bed, those who see it are moved, and those who hear it cry.

Forced to join the organization, Su Lian stretched his arms expressionlessly: "..."

What the hell did he do? The attribute of low intelligence is probably a phenomenon that is passed down from person to person.

Fortunately, no one saw this magical scene. When he woke up the next day, Su Lian automatically deleted this brain-damaged memory.

After washing up, he performed daily divination. He threw the toothbrush into the mouth of the cup and pointed to the direction of nearly nine o'clock.

Three quadrants don't look very lucky.