Chapter 15 Midterm Exams

Zhang Qi did not refute Yang Xue's words, but rubbed his nose with his hand, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

Zhang Qi couldn't do it if he got cheap and behaved, he saw what he shouldn't see, and it was nothing to be said, but the girls who saw Zhang Qi's reflection on the side were stunned for a moment, staring at Zhang Qi with some playfulness.

"Little brother, your invoice is for you." Just when Zhang Qi was a little hairy, the lobby manager behind him had already walked over, holding a stack of change and an invoice in his hand, with a little smile on his face.

"Huh? Isn't it six hundred? Zhang Qi, who got off the donkey, turned his head, took the change in his hand and counted it, and then took the invoice and asked in surprise.

"I just asked, this kind of wine bottle can't be returned, just pay 50 yuan for cleaning." The lobby manager had a 'I'm a good talker' look on his face.

"Okay, we'll leave if it's nothing?" Zhang Qi glanced at the desk of the invoice, stuffed it in his pocket and asked.

"There are taxis outside the hall, so you can get on directly when you go out." Nodding, the lobby manager glanced at the girls behind Zhang Qi and said.

Five people, two cars, Zhang Qi went home alone, Qi Weiwei and a few girls took another car, but agreed to send a message to report safety after arriving home.

Zhang Qi was the last one to arrive home, looking at the three text messages in the mobile phone, and replied one by one, the most reluctant looked at a string of numbers on the mobile phone, hesitated for a moment and dialed over.

"Hey, who's that?" The phone rang and was connected, and Yang Xue's voice was a little tired.

"Are you home?" Zhang Qi rolled her eyes, this girl really didn't seem to be drinking.

"It's here, it's all shower, why do you have my phone?" Lying on the bed tilting her head to watch TV, Yang Xue asked in surprise.

"You gave it to me before, don't do it in the future, and I don't remember anything without much wine." Shaking his head, Zhang Qi turned on the computer and said to Yang Xue.

"Who said I don't remember, don't think I don't know what you did!" Hearing Zhang Qi say this, Yang Xue immediately became a little unhappy, pouting and her tone was a little unkind.

Zhang Qi paused for a moment and didn't dare to speak, in the end, he looked at the place where he shouldn't be, and now when he closes his eyes, it is still Yang Xue's smooth lower abdomen and the unobstructed stream between his legs.

In fact, Yang Xue really didn't remember what happened, only that he fell asleep in the toilet, and then someone put on his pants and carried himself out.

At that time, she was conscious, but she was incapacitated, and she was also worried that she would be taken away by the bad guys, until she heard the voices of several sisters around her.

"Zhang Qi, you should be kind to Wu'er, I will treat this incident as if it didn't happen, otherwise hum!" Yang Xue snorted lightly, then hung up the phone directly, and the next moment the whole person had already gotten into the bed, holding her chest and not daring to gasp.

The heart was pounding badly, although Yang Xue threatened to say, but hearing Zhang Qi's acquiescence, she also understood that she was finally looked down upon by this man.

Inexplicably hung up the phone, Zhang Qi smiled bitterly, and then turned on the computer to search the environment near the school, this time it was not a shortcut at the intersection, but some hiding places.

As a special soldier, although Zhang Qi's individual combat ability is second to none in the Blade Battalion, his ability to strategize is not bad, which is also because everyone, including the colonel, must obey his command.

Since it is to protect Qi Weiwei, it is necessary to understand the nearby traffic arteries, and the second is to find some places where you can hide and make assumptions.

Tossing and turning until one o'clock in the night, Zhang Qi took a hot bath before lying down with a tired face......

After what happened last time, the relationship between Yang Xue and Zhang Qi has obviously improved a lot, although they quarrel on weekdays, they will no longer be angry, while Qin Wuer was bluffed by several girls, and her face turned red when she saw Zhang Qi.

Even when the two of them were alone, they were too shy to speak, and their twisted appearance made Zhang Qi a little embarrassed.

Today is the day of the midterm exam, and for Qin Wu'er's midterm exam that has been preparing for a week, Zhang Qi walked directly to the classroom with a pen.

"Zhang Qi, will you take the exam?" Wang Peng, who was sitting behind Zhang Qi, asked with a wink.

"The multiple-choice questions are given to you, fill in the blanks by yourself, and it will definitely be no problem to pass." Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Qi smiled.

"Well, I'm just waiting for your words!" The big chubby hand patted Zhang Qi's shoulder, and Wang Peng's heart suddenly felt a lot more steady.

Two months after the start of school, Zhang Qi was a good friend of Wang Peng, who usually walked together after dinner, and Xu Jie also specially divided the two of them into a group on duty.

Zhang Qi called Wang Peng 'Big Ball', a fat man with 200 pounds up, Rao has a physique of nearly 1.8 meters, and he still looks too fat, like a meat ball.

Standing with Wang Peng, he can almost be so small that he can't see a human figure.

"Students, put away the textbooks, the first math test, two hours of time, you can hand in the papers half an hour in advance." Zhang Qi still wanted to chat with Wang Peng, but saw Zhang Xuewan at the door walk in, and immediately turned his head and sat down.

Zhang Xuewan is a Chinese teacher in Class 3, a girl who has just graduated from college, with a height of 1.6 meters and a sportswear, she can't see the teacher at all when she throws it in the pile of students.

Supporting her eyes, Zhang Xuewan glanced at Zhang Qi's position, and then put the scroll down, her eyes narrowed together, with a bright smile.

Zhang Xuewan just came to Zhongshan High School for half a year, as a senior graduate of the Chinese Department, this girl can stay in the university as a lecturer but resolutely returned to her former high school to teach, and so far, the person who impressed her the most was Zhang Qi in the third class.

It's not the performance in class and test scores, but every time Zhang Xuewan takes a writing class, she can see a text that amazes her, the flowing writing and impassioned text, Zhang Xuewan sometimes wonders if that guy is a senior in high school.

Zhang Qi also glanced at Zhang Xuewan, and then spread out the paper in his hand to look at the question, and as the bell rang, all the students focused their attention on the test paper with solemn faces.

At the same time, when all the students in the third year of high school were struggling to write, Zhao Quan in the office tied his tie in front of the mirror, sniffed under his armpits, picked up a bouquet of flowers from the table, and walked straight towards the corridor.

"Zhang Xuewan, I see how you run this time...... With a smile on his face, Zhao Quan walked directly to the door of the third class and knocked on the door.

"Teacher Zhang, please come out and ......"

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