Qi Zhengli wouldn't be so nice to me.

From the day I broke into the bun shop, until Qi Zhengzhe and I went to the passage to pick up my father and set up a bed in Qi Zhengzhe's newly built unfinished house, I didn't see Qi Zhengli, and I thought that my uncle and aunt only had one child.

It wasn't until it was getting dark, the bun shop had been collected, the fried vegetables had been served, and a little boy appeared in front of the hall with a schoolbag on his back. He threw his bag on the ground, knelt on one knee on the high stool, and used his hands to eat the vegetables.

Qi Hechun, who was sitting on the upper room and chatting with his father, grabbed chopsticks and hit the little boy's hand.

"Daddy—" the little boy cried out aggrievedly. Very magnetic sound.

"Still called Daddy? Where did you come back from? Hurry up and wash your hands and see two guests," Qi Hechun said.

"Guest?" It was only then that the boy noticed that there were two people in front of the hall that he was not familiar with. His eyes swept nonchalantly.

"I've seen Uncle Hao, Sister Hao."

"I don't know them, how do I know if they're good?" The little boy grunted.

I laughed, "Do you think I'm a bad sister?" Our surname is Hao, let me introduce myself, my name is Hao Junqi, you are ......"

Unexpectedly, the little boy ignored it and went straight to the pot (the people of Qijiatun County call the kitchen the pot heel, which means the front of the pot, that is, the place where the rice is cooked)

This was the first impression that Qi Zhengli left on me. Maybe it was my presence that gave him a beating, and he was very unkind to me.

He was twelve years old, a year younger than me, and half a head shorter than me. Who knew that in the next two years, he jumped up, and when he was in the fifth grade, he had grown to 1.75 meters, taller than his brother Qi Zhengzhe, a head taller than me, and became the number one male god in our primary school, Qijiatun No. 2 Primary School.

Qi Zhengli is really handsome. His face is slightly narrower than Qi Zhengzhe's, but it is still in the shape of a national character. is also thick eyebrows and big eyes, his brother has a single eyelid, and he has double eyelids. Qi Zhengzhe's mouth is wide, and his mouth is centered, neither big nor small. These are not surprising, what is strange is his skin, Qi Zhengli is a very sports-loving person, but his skin can't tan no matter how much he is exposed to the sun, even the skin of ordinary girls is not as white as his, not as smooth as his.

Therefore, Qi Zhengli does not lack the masculinity of a man, but also has the beauty of a woman's beauty.

Qi Zhengli is very athletic, since I was transferred to his class, I can't count how many big and small events he has participated in, and I can't count how many large and small awards he has received.

He likes and is good at all sports, table tennis, badminton, basketball, sprints, middle and long distance running, and marathon running, he has excellent performances.

Such a person is very popular with girls, but it would be very sad if such a person had a parent who cared about grades very much.

Qi Hechun and his wife grew up in a small county town, running a steamed bun shop early and late at night, and they can realize the importance of learning better than ordinary people.

It was an era when commercial food was very important. In the eyes of many ordinary people, eating commercial grain is the supreme honor. People who eat commercial grain, work eight hours a day, sit in the office every day, don't have to be exposed to the sun and rain, how comfortable, how comfortable, and the days of the gods are like this.

So the couple pinned all their hopes on the younger son after the eldest son dropped out of school.

Qi Zhengli's sorrow, brother, you can imagine it.

But, brother, how sad Qi Zhengli is, how sad I am.

Why? Because my uncle and aunt entrusted me with the arduous and glorious mission of supervising Qi Zhengli's study.

Not to mention the expectant eyes of my uncle and aunt that I couldn't refuse, but I would not hesitate to accept this mission even if they kindly took me and my father in.

I remember that when my father and aunt took me to transfer to the class, my aunt and the head teacher said, "Let Junqi and my son share the table", at that time, I was thinking that my aunt was afraid that I was not familiar with my life, so let me sit down with her son and take care of it.

Later, I occasionally wondered if my aunt would have thought about it at that time: Junqi is so sensible, and it would be a good thing for her to urge her youngest son to study.

A strong love of sports definitely has an impact on learning. Qi Zhengli participated in so many sports competitions (and often delayed class time training before this), and at the same time, he was able to achieve the middle and upper grades in the class, which was objectively good, but his parents were not satisfied with this.

Because I'm a contrast to him.

In terms of results alone, how can Qi Zhengli compare with me? I was "a single-minded reader of the sages." I gave up almost all my hobbies, and I sacrificed almost all of my leisure time just to read well.

As I said, the only thing I can close the gap with my brother is reading.

That's why Qi Zhengli hates me.

"You say it's okay? You even said you could take such a score? When I asked you to get up at three o'clock in the middle of the night to hand out flour, I don't think you would say that such a score was okay. Look at Kiki, isn't she in the same class as you? Did the teacher who taught her not teach you the same? Why did she get such a high score? Son, learning is the right way. Those games like this and that can't be eaten. ”

I think that when Qi Zhengli listened to this kind of lesson, he must have the idea of beating me up, maybe he had the idea of killing me, not to mention that this person always had to report to the teacher when he was copying his homework, waiting for him to write love letters to other girls, and when he was tired of playing ball or doing other sports.

Could he not hate her?

Qi Zhengli always had to copy his homework several times during his training and competitions, perhaps because training and competitions squeezed out his study time, and he always used my homework as a model every time.

I had already taken the first place in the third grade in the final exam of the semester when I transferred to the class, and in the future, as long as there was a ranking exam, I never dropped out of the top five in the grade, from this point of view, it was natural for Qi Zhengli to use my homework as a template, but what I didn't understand was that I was the supervisor of his studies, how could he be so dead-headed.

Of course, another reason is that I am his tablemate, and in terms of access to it, it is most convenient to get my homework, but he obviously drew 38 lines with me.

Once, when I was in the fifth grade, Qi Zhengli copied my math homework, and in order to teach him a profound lesson, I raised my hand when the math teacher, the class teacher, announced the list of students with excellent homework.

"Hao Junqi, what's the matter?" The head teacher said.

"Qi Zhengli's homework can't be rated excellent," I said.

"Why?"

Qi Zhengli tugged at my sleeve.

I slapped his hand away, "Qi Zhengli copied me." ”

Qi Zhengli stood up, "I didn't." Why do you say I copy your homework? ”

"My math homework book disappeared last night for no reason, and it reappeared in my bag this morning, can you explain to me what's going on?"

A lot of people laughed. The head teacher stopped them. Then the head teacher told us to sit down and said that after class investigation. This is the style of an experienced class teacher.

Qi Zhengli had his back to me and supported his head with his right hand.

After class, we went to the head teacher's office, and Qi Zhengli confessed. Xu is Qi Zhengli is the hero of the class, and the head teacher just criticized him euphemistically, asked him to make a verbal guarantee, and then settled the matter.

Before, I exposed Qi Zhengli's behavior of copying homework only as a private warning or secretly reported to my aunt, and I have never been so public. Actually, I was forced to do so.

Auntie is a person who has never read any books, and she has no concept of copying homework, Qi Zhengli said that she can't do it and take a look, she also understands that her son is studious, so she won't put any pressure on Qi Zhengli.

And my private warning, Qi Zhengli, ignored it. But if this development continues, Qi Zhengli's studies will definitely be affected, and I will not be able to complete the glorious mission entrusted to me by my uncle and aunt. Therefore, I have to give Qi Zhengli a real time.

But I ignored Qi Zhengli's ability to bear it. His perfect image was ruined by my public revelations, which made him very shameless. After all, not to mention the class, even in school, Qi Zhengli can be regarded as a celebrity.

So I was punished.

In one of the sub-classes, I stood up to answer questions, Qi Zhengli secretly removed the bench I was sitting on, and when I sat down after answering the questions, I sat down directly on the floor, my chin slammed on the corner of the table, and my upper teeth bit my lower lip.

Tears of pain rolled in my eyes.

Qi Zhengli stood up in surprise, "What's the matter, Hao Junqi, how did you sit on the ground?" ”

Several classmates who saw him making small movements couldn't help but laugh.

I raised my eyes and glared at him.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? It's like I'm hurting you. I tell you, everyone can testify, you ask him, and he, and him. Do you want me to give you a hand? Qi Zhengli pretended to care about me, and said that he wanted to help me, but his body did not move.

The teacher may have reminded him because he talked too much.

"Teacher, I'm really wronged." Qi Zhengli looked very aggrieved.

I didn't say anything, I got up silently and continued to listen to the teacher's lecture.