temptation
After two months of uneventful days passed, the senior high school students finally faced their own midterm exams.
In the classroom, after moving the desks and chairs, the students gathered around the podium to look at their exam room numbers for tomorrow. After copying the exam numbers, Sheng Yao and Hu Chen walked together to Qi Wuchen's seat.
The girl sitting in front of Qi Wuchen gave up her seat to them as if she was familiar with the place, took her notebook and pen and went to find her little sister.
"Thanks." Sheng Yao smiled at the girl and turned around to ask, "Brother Chen, where are you going to sit after the exam?"
Qi Wuchen was writing something in his notebook at the moment, and without even looking up, he said, "Ask my deskmate."
Ling Jianghan, who was standing next to him, finished writing his exam number and turned to look at him: "Aren't you going to change your deskmate?"
"What is he changing?" Hu Chen, who was next to Sheng Yao, glanced at Qi Wuchen meaningfully.
"But doesn't Brother Chen's deskmate change after each exam?" Sheng Yao felt a little strange: "What's different this time?"
Hu Chen had just recently discovered that shocking secret with his keen observation skills, and his emotions were still a bit complicated. He just waved his hand and said, "Guess for yourself."
After he finished speaking, Sheng Yao really began to think about this problem seriously, frowning for a long time without saying a word.
Hu Chen, who was standing next to him, suddenly realized something. He stared at the notebook that Qi Wuchen had put aside after finishing writing and asked, "Brother Chen, what did you write?"
Aren’t test numbers and test rooms just numbers with two or three Chinese characters? Why are there only short texts on that page in Qi Wuchen’s notebook?
"Poetry." Qi Wuchen answered concisely.
"Which poem is this from?" Hu Chen was a little confused after seeing the words clearly: "Have we learned this before?"
When Ling Jianghan heard his words, he also turned his eyes to the page. After squinting his eyes to see the words clearly, he said decisively: "No, I have never learned it."
Hu Chen thought he had forgotten to memorize the poem before the exam, and he couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this.
"I forgot where I saw it." Qi Wuchen turned and stared at Ling Jianghan: "Have you seen it?"
"Pick the moon as a mirror to reflect your face..." Ling Jianghan stared at the notebook and read it once. He frowned at the line that seemed familiar to him: "I haven't seen it before."
Sure enough, I forgot everything, Qi Wuchen thought.
Before he could feel sad, Sheng Yao, that fool, suddenly slapped his head and said, "I know!"
Hu Chen was frightened by him and shuddered under his breath: "You know what, you know?"
"In this class, only Jiang Han can save Brother Chen's English, so Brother Chen will only sit with Jiang Han!" Sheng Yao said, looking at Qi Wuchen expectantly: "Brother Chen, am I right?"
Qi Wuchen was silent for a while, and finally nodded his aching head twice: "Yes, that's it."
"I told you so," Sheng Yao gave himself a thumbs up with some pride, "I'm really smart!"
"Oh." Ling Jianghan said calmly, "I'll sit here."
"Then I..."
"Excuse me," Hu Chen interrupted Qi Wuchen, looking at him and then at Ling Jianghan: "Your grades will definitely rank in the top three, but Jianghan is a bit biased... at best, he can only rank 20th, right?"
"I don't know," Ling Jianghan propped up his chin lazily, "We'll see when the time comes."
The few of them had become quite familiar with each other over the past two months. Sheng Yao now boldly reached out and patted Ling Jianghan on the shoulder: "Jianghan, if you two can't sit together, come find me, I will definitely..."
"Can you please stop hugging everyone?" Qi Wuchen slapped away Sheng Yao's hand that was on Ling Jianghan's shoulder with an unhappy look.
"oh."
"Hey," Hu Chen grabbed Sheng Yao's hand and said, "Don't hug me..."
“…”
When Cheng Yan learned that they had midterm exams, she personally delivered three days of meals, which made Sheng Yao and Hu Chen extremely jealous.
After the last exam, Qi Wuchen returned to the classroom with the test paper. As soon as he entered, he saw his deskmate surrounded by Sheng Yao and Hu Chen.
That idiot Sheng Yao even sat directly in his seat.
Seeing him come in, Hu Chen called out to Sheng Yao who was sitting on the stool.
"Brother Chen, you're here." Sheng Yao sat on the stool in front of Qi Wuchen again and asked him, "What's your total score this time?"
"I didn't count. I just know I'll lose two points on the Chinese dictation this time." Qi Wuchen glanced at Ling Jianghan, who was drinking water, then looked away and said listlessly, "That Liu Yuxi's 'Pipa Xing' is too difficult to memorize."
As soon as these words were spoken, Ling Jianghan, who was standing next to him, suddenly started coughing violently, apparently choking on the water.
"What's wrong with you?" Qi Wuchen reached out and patted his back, his mouth busy for a moment: "Will a dog chase you for drinking water?"
Hu Chen and Sheng Yao were wiping the table, one while the other was handing out paper, causing Jiang Han to cough heart-wrenchingly, his face gradually turning red.
"You chased me away," Ling Jianghan took the paper and coughed a few times before continuing, "Qi Wuchen, who told you that 'Pipa Xing' was written by Liu Yuxi?"
?
Hu Chen and Sheng Yao finally realized what was wrong: "......?"
"Brother Chen," Sheng Yao suddenly found it difficult to look directly at this top-ranked academic genius. He lowered his voice and said, "That was written by Bai Juyi."
Qi Wuchen: “?”
"God of learning," Hu Chen looked at him, unable to put it into words. "Do you think we should also recite the author?"
Qi Wuchen: “…”
After a while, he said expressionlessly: "Don't ask me, I don't know."
Ling Jianghan, who was standing next to him, coughed twice to hide his smile.
"Ling Jianghan," he turned to look at the person next to him, "Don't laugh."
"I didn't." Ling Jianghan put his hand on the corner of his mouth, "You saw it wrong."
"You clearly..."
"Hey, what's wrong with laughing?" Sheng Yao recovered and nudged Qi Wuchen with his elbow. Then he leaned over to Ling Jianghan and asked, "Have you decided where to go for National Day?"
"Huh?" Ling Jiang Han turned to look at Qi Wuchen. He forgot that the National Day would be after the monthly exam.
"You usually..." Qi Wuchen paused and asked again, "No, where do you want to go?"
Ling Jianghan said: "I don't know, I don't like going out, I just stay at home during holidays."
"That's too boring," Sheng Yao said quickly, "Why don't the four of us go out and play for one day, and you can divide the rest of the day among yourselves."
Hu Chen asked: "Where are you going?"
Ling Jiang Han also looked at Sheng Yao, waiting for an answer.
Sheng Yao counted on his fingers one by one: "Ride a bike in the morning, go to see a horror movie at noon, and go to..."
"Wait," Ling Jianghan asked first, "Why would you ride a bike in the morning instead of sleeping in?"
"Exercise," Sheng Yao stretched out his finger and made a number, "Just one day. For the remaining six days, you can sleep as long as you want."
"I'm too lazy..."
"Ling Jianghan," Qi Wuchen interrupted, "I can take you."
"Brother Chen," Sheng Yao looked at him strangely, "Are you so kind?"
"No." Qi Wuchen stared at Ling Jianghan: "So you buy my movie ticket."
"...Ha." Ling Jianghan raised his hand and made an international friendly gesture.
After all the homework for the National Day holiday was completed, everyone finally put on their backpacks and set off for home.
When Qi Wuchen followed Ling Jianghan out of the school gate, Sheng Yao happened to see him. Sheng Yao patted Hu Chen's arm twice and raised his chin towards their backs: "Brother Chen's facial injury has healed a long time ago, right? Why are you going back with Jiang Han?"
Hu Chen tutted his words: "Why are you asking so many questions? Just focus on your partner."
"What are you talking about?" Sheng Yao glared at him with a look of resentment. "Don't you know that the last time you were single was just a pretense?"
-
On the first morning of the National Day holiday, Ling Jianghan arrived at his destination and parked the car. He complained to the person next to him for the umpteenth time, "I'm so sleepy!"
Qi Wuchen also parked the car and looked at him with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Who told you to sit in the back with nowhere to put your long legs? Just bear with it."
This was the first time that Jiang Han suffered from the disadvantage of having long legs. He felt very uncomfortable and had to look around at the scenery to calm down.
This road was recently repaired. Some people have planted some vegetables on the roadside. There are some wastelands at the bend ahead. It looks like you are in the countryside.
As Ling Jianghan was looking, he suddenly saw a frame made of wooden sticks in front of him, which looked like a gate at first glance.
He couldn't see clearly, so he prepared to ride to the front to take a look.
Qi Wuchen was surprised at how this person suddenly became alert: "Where are you going?"
"In front." Ling Jianghan threw down these two words and rode away on his bike.
Jiang Han knew what it was when he got closer.
He had seen this thing when he was a child. Villagers often used it to grow vegetables, but the one in front of him was different. There was no wooden stick in the middle of it, and it looked a bit like a goal.
"I thought you found the bed." Qi Wuchen looked at the wooden rack with a few pieces of dry grass hanging on it, "What's so good about this?"
"Curious." Ling Jianghan glanced back, "Why haven't they arrived yet?"
"It's almost time." Qi Wuchen said, "How about you stand and lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while?"
"never mind."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sheng Yao's voice behind him: "Brother Chen——"
The two turned around and saw Sheng Yao and Hu Chen approaching them rapidly.
Seeing this, Jiang Han asked in confusion: "Hu Chen can't ride a bicycle?"
"Yes." Qi Wuchen said, "Maybe something unexpected happened."
As soon as these words were spoken, an accident really happened.
I saw Sheng Yao passing the two people next to him and riding smoothly into the wooden stick rack that looked like a goal.
The rack was quite sturdy and did not fall over even after all the tossing and turning. Only a few pieces of dry grass fell down.
The two people standing nearby who witnessed the whole process: "..."
Honestly, it was hard not to laugh.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you've entered the door.
Hu Chen was the first to stand up, spitting out the mud in his mouth while cursing, "Fuck you, Sheng Yao, do you know how to ride a bike?!"
"You don't know how to ride a bike!" Sheng Yao also stood up and yelled at him, "How would I know the brakes would suddenly fail?!"
By the time they came out of the wasteland with their bicycles, Jiang Han and Qi Wuchen were laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.
"Sheng Yao," Hu Chen glared at him, gritting his teeth. "You've completely embarrassed me!"
"Why blame me?" Sheng Yao kicked the bicycle: "Blame it!"
"Ahem," Ling Jianghan asked after he had laughed enough, "So why are you two riding the same bike?"
"It's because his old car broke down on the way," Sheng Yao raised his chin towards Hu Chen and said unhappily, "otherwise I would have been here earlier."
Qi Wuchen pointed at the wooden shelf and asked with a smile, "And then you embarrassed yourself alone?"
“…”
"My broken bike?" Hu Chen pointed at his bicycle. "Your bike isn't a broken bike anymore?"
Jiang Han lowered his head and started laughing again.
"It's better not to ride the bike," Qi Wuchen smiled and waved his hand, "After you two go home and pack up, let's go see a movie."
…
An hour later, the four of them gathered in the cinema again.
"Jiang Han!" Sheng Yao patted the empty seat next to him and waved to Jiang Han: "Sit here!"
"Okay." Ling Jianghan said and walked towards him.
Qi Wuchen grabbed his hand and said, "Don't."
Jiang Han looked at him in confusion: "Why?"
Hu Chen behind him also said very seriously: "No reason, just don't go."
Jiang Han didn't believe it, so he broke free and walked towards Sheng Yao: "It's just a horror movie, why are you two so serious?"
Five minutes later, Jiang Han understood.
He knew why Qi Wuchen asked him not to sit with Sheng Yao.
Because this person is afraid of ghosts.
Not only was she afraid of ghosts, she was also frightened. The moment the female ghost appeared in front of her, Sheng Yao's shout almost made Ling Jianghan's soul fly out.
It was at this moment that Jiang Han realized that humans could be scarier than ghosts.
But after Sheng Yao finished howling like an idiot, he turned around and looked at him: "Jiang Han, you're not afraid either?"
Ling Jianghan: "..."
Do you believe me when I say I'm afraid of you?
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