TTCTT Ch33part1
by cinnaroll005Chapter 33 – You Can Praise Him, Why Can’t You Praise Me?
Zhu Chi found that the recent Song Chenyi was a little strange. He won’t come to ask him about his homework.
When the class was over, suddenly there was no Song Chenyi next to him, and he didn’t take the trouble to ask him questions.
Zhu Chi felt a little unaccustomed.
And in the evening, when they are sitting together doing their homework, Song Chenyi will suddenly say, “The questions assigned by the teacher yesterday, I got all the answers right today.”
After that, he looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for something.
Zhu Chi can only look puzzled and say, “Well, not bad.”
Song Chenyi: “…”
Hmm?
No?
No?
Why was his praising vocabulary suddenly falling short, but when he praised Liu Wen, he was full of words and tricks!
Song Chenyi couldn’t do it, he has a small temper!
Looking at Song Chenyi put down his pen, he looked very angry. Zhu Chi was puzzled and had no idea how he stepped on his tail.
He can’t even find a starting point where to comfort him.
In the evening, an irritated Song Chenyi was determined to get cheaper from Zhu Chi.
So when he was sleeping, Song Chenyi wished Xiaochi goodnight and uncharacteristically held him very tightly.
Zhu Chi’s cheek sank into the soft pillow, was held by Song Chenyi, blinked and wondered, “Is it very cold today?”
Song Chenyi gritted his teeth and hated him for being a piece of wood.
Can’t he see that he is doing this to make him care more about him? !
Song Chenyi feels that he is more wronged than an empty nester.
He curled his lips and said, “Yes, I am very cold today.”
The kind of cold that is disheartened
When he said this, Zhu Chi’s eyebrows wrinkled, and he reached out and touched Song Chenyi’s forehead worriedly. He was so confused as he said, “You don’t have any fever either.”
Zhu Chi’s body temperature is low, and it feels cold when it is placed on Song Chenyi’s forehead.
Seeing Xioachi caring about him, Song Chenyi’s mood was uplifted at once.
Yes, so what if Xiaochi praises that person? Will Xiaochi care if he is sick? Will Xiaochu sleep with him every night?
Of course not.
His anger came and went quickly, and he quickly became proud. He also lied to Zhu Chi in a serious way: “I’m not sick. If you hug me more at night, it won’t be very cold.”
Zhu Chi nodded and believed his story.
Song Chenyi, who was holding Zhu Chi for a night’s sleep as he wished, stretched early and was in a great mood.
…
After school the next afternoon, Zhu Chi and Liu Wen were on duty in the health area outside the teaching building.
Because of yesterday’s exaggeration, the relationship between Liu Wen and Zhu Chi has taken a big step.
After getting familiar with each other, Liu Wen is not so cold anymore as usual to Zhu Chi.
When Zhu Chi talked about the recent popular games, Liu Wen could also answer the words quickly, and his eyes could not hide his excitement.
But he realized that he is showing to be too interested, and with a slight cough, he turned to sweep the floor silently in an attempt to hide his ears.
Zhu Chi doesn’t know much about the game, but Song Chenyi likes it very much, and often pulls him to play with the rest.
Zhu Chi never touched these things before being transmigrated into the book, and he was not very interested, but he found that it was quite interesting to play with Song Chenyi.
However, why did Liu Wen even hide his joy?
After cleaning for a while, they saw that the sanitary area was almost clean, so they picked up the broom and prepared to call it a day.
At this time, Liu Wen’s movements suddenly stopped.
Zhu Chi looked forward along his eyes and happened to bump into a cold line of sight.
It’s Liu Ziwu from the next class.
Seeing Liu Ziwu in the afternoon, Zhu Chi knows why Liu Wen usually deliberately pretends to be so cold.
He should be imitating his brother.
Liu Ziwu is very different from Liu Wen. His coldness is revealed in his bones, even with a little meanness of learning hegemony.
Being watched by him, Zhu Chi tightened his hold of the broom unconsciously.
Liu Ziwu glanced at them, said nothing, and left with a cold face, but Zhu Chi still felt a sense of oppression.
….
On weekends, Zhu Chi closed his books and rested his chin on his exercise book, feeling a little bored.
Because Zhu Chi, a junior high school student, has basically learned about it, what he has now is not a challenge to him, and he is almost tired of reading the information on the market.
Suddenly, Zhu Chi had a brainwave of idea
He is sure he can find an Olympiad problem he is interested in on the internet.
It’s a pity that Zhu Chi doesn’t have a computer at home.
So twenty minutes later, Zhu Chi came out at the door of the nearest Internet cafe.
The management of internet cafes here is not strict, even if there is no adult and ID card, you can fish in troubled waters.
The boss who opened the Internet cafe saw Zhu Chi grow so well-behaved and looked young, so he asked, “Minors are not recommended to enter the Internet cafe. Do you have to come in?”
Zhu Chi nodded with a positive expression.
The boss sighed and thought, this should be a good-looking boy, but his heart is actually very rebellious.
After the boss let him go, Zhu Chi said thank you politely and walked in happily.
However, Zhu Chi didn’t know that when he walked into the Internet cafe, he was clearly seen by Liu Ziwu who had just come out of the bookstore.
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