As soon as Qi Muyang finished speaking, the dormitory suddenly fell into silence. His mind was running rapidly, wondering if the name should be made up, such as Zihan, Zihan, Zihan, etc., but he felt that such a rustic name was not suitable for his parents. Only names like Da Zhuang Chunhua, which were more consistent with their family's temperament.

"Do you two have anything to do?" The more you were silent, the more you became more and more panicked. Qi Muyang simply broke the silence, ignored Qi Weichen's faint gaze, and completely broke the can.

He Qi Muyang! Since he has reached this point, they must not discover his true identity! As long as he doesn't discover it for a day, his father will not be able to complete the sanctions on him justly!

A momentary blank appeared on Chu Qing's face: "Your father's name is Qi Dazhuang?"

"Yes." Qi Muyang was confident.

Chu Qing didn't control her expression and looked at him with a strange look: "I thought you were at least Qi Weichen's son, after all, you look so similar..."

"Ah, I have a distant uncle named this name. I noticed Qi Weichen at that time because he had the same name as my uncle. I wondered if he was my uncle's son for a few days." When Qi Muyang's mind came to use, the story was written very smoothly.

After a long time of silence, Chu Qing calmed down a little, looked at Qi Muyang again, and then nodded: "That's it, then everything makes sense." After that, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Qi Weichen, "Don't talk nonsense in the future. I am not married to you, nor do I understand?"

Qi Weichen was quiet for a moment and looked at Qi Muyang calmly: "What's your father's name?"

"…Qi Dazhuang." Qi Muyang swallowed.

Qi Weichen's voice did not fluctuate at all: "What's your dad's name?"

"Qi Dazhuang." Qi Muyang held the pillar beside the bed to prevent his legs from falling to the ground.

Qi Weichen didn't even have an expression: "What's your dad's name?"

"Qi Dazhuang!" Qi Muyang stubbornly held his neck, and he was extremely strong at this moment.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fall into an infinite cycle, Chu Qing stopped this mentally retarded conversation with a headache: "Okay, it's getting late. I'll go back and take a shower and change my clothes. You should wash up quickly. If you don't hurry up, you will be late. Today is English self-study. You know how strict the English teacher is."

"Chu Qing!" Qi Muyang hurriedly grabbed the corner of her clothes and looked at her with a begging look on her face, "Don't leave..."

"... Can I live here without leaving?" A trace of nervousness flashed in Chu Qing's eyes, and her hands clenched into fists unconsciously. The last thing she wanted to see was the two people here, and she wanted to return to her dormitory in one second.

Qi Muyang curled his mouth and wanted to show her on the spot, but doing so would be too destructive and it was too easy to see the flaws. After thinking about it, he could only let go of Chu Qing reluctantly: "Then, then you go."

Chu Qing pursed her dry lips and turned around and walked out. As soon as her right foot stepped out of the door, a white shirt suddenly fell on her head, covering her face firmly. She smelled the familiar faint smell of grass and trees, and she stiffened her whole body and subconsciously wanted to pull the clothes off, but she felt that her arm was being held.

"Don't lift it, I'll take you out." Qi Weichen's voice came from above his head.

Chu Qing took a deep breath without hesitation, calmed down and said slowly: "...I can leave myself."

Qi Weichen looked indifferently in the corridor. The boys wearing boxers were shaking around at this moment. After a moment of silence, he said lightly: "I'll take you out."

Chu Qing: "..."

In the end, because Chu Qing's brain was really painful and she didn't have the strength to be serious with him, so she could only follow him out like this and pulled her clothes downstairs.

"Okay, you go back." Chu Qing said, returning the clothes to him.

Qi Weichen took a look and didn't answer: "You believe in Qi Muyang."

"... Otherwise? Can he even admit his parents' mistake?" Chu Qing looked at him and quickly changed his gaze, "Okay, don't think too much. This kind of thing is easy to get stubborn. Although it is not a father and son, the relatives are also pretty good. At least there is a relative by his side, right?"

Qi Weichen was quiet for a moment: "I told you before that you should keep the time travel secret, do you remember?"

"Remember, otherwise I would be caught by the special research institute and be a guinea pig. I understand." Chu Qing answered seriously.

Qi Weichen looked at her: "Qi Muyang already knew about our time travel. If you believe that he is just my relative, why are you not worried about the secret being leaked at all?"

Chu Qing blinked: "Because he has a good personality, I don't think he will say it out."

"It's just that?" Qi Weichen asked.

Chu Qing looked at him: "What if it is?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Qi Weichen nodded slightly: "I understand."

"I'll go back first. I feel sore and painful. "Chu Qing turned around and ran away. After running back to the dormitory, she screamed silently, rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower. Her mind that had been terrified all night was finally a little clear-headed.

Qi Weichen waited until her back disappeared before turning back to the dormitory.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Qi Muyang had already washed up and walked out sneakily. When he saw him, he was shocked and said hello calmly: "You are back."

"Qi Dazhuang?" Qi Weichen looked at him quietly and walked past him with a step.

Qi Muyang tightened his scalp and ran away quickly. He ran to the classroom before he took a breath. He sat in his seat and stared at the table worriedly. Eight hundred ways of death flashed in his mind in an instant. Then he felt that he had no flaws in his acting just now, and even his name was so special that his father could not catch his handle.

Thinking of this, his heart calmed down a little, and he lay on the table and yawned. Last night, Qi Weichen didn't come back, and he was alone in the dormitory without anyone taking care of him. He accidentally played games until almost one o'clock in the morning. In the morning, Chu Qing woke him up in advance, which made him look like he was sleep-deprived.

He yawned again and fell asleep unknowingly. He didn't even know how Chu Qing squeezed into her and sat down from behind him. When he woke up, he had already finished half of the morning self-study session.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Chu Qing next to him as soon as possible. Seeing her eyes staring at the English book, paused for a moment and pushed her: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hmm? It's okay." Chu Qing looked at him and continued staring at Shu in a daze.

Qi Muyang touched his nose and wanted to say something else. The English teacher came in, the sound of memorizing in the class immediately disappeared, and the air became quiet in an instant.

"Everyone took out the notebook to write the words dictated. The class representative asked a few people to go out to write the words dictated," the English teacher said with his eyes and looked particularly strict. "I started to let you recite them last week. I have memorized a hundred words for so many days. According to the principle, none of them can be wrong, so I will be fined fifty times this time."

As soon as she said this, the students in the podium immediately lowered their heads nervously, fearing that they were the ones they were called out to write. They could at least copy each other or secretly read the textbooks. If they really went out, everyone would be one meter away and they could not bring anything except paper and pen. It would be a dead end.

The English teacher inspected the whole circle and started to order people to go out. It was different from the nervousness in the front and middle rows. The students in the back two rows didn’t feel anything. They all knew that the English teacher was always too lazy to care about them, so they didn’t have to worry about being called out, just wait and read the book and copy it.

Sure enough, the English teacher ticked more than ten people's names in a row, but there were no one in the back row. Just as she was about to finish the name, Qi Weichen's hand suddenly raised, and for a moment, the eyes of the two rows of people gathered on his slender fingers. Qi Muyang swallowed his saliva and somehow had an ominous premonition.

"What's wrong?" The English teacher naturally knew this only student with full marks, and he spoke with a little bit of gentleness that he was not often.

Qi Weichen said lightly: "I want to go out and write."

"Okay, you can go out too." The English teacher still responded to this little thing.

Qi Weichen did not move: "Qi Muyang wants to go out too."

Qi Muyang said that the premonition came true: "..." I am not, I don't have you. Don't talk nonsense.

"Hey, Shen Qi, don't harm the boss!" Chen Xiu lowered his voice.

Qi Weichen seemed to have not heard it. After Chen Xiu finished persuasion, he did not dare to persuade him anymore. He could only hope that the teacher would not cause trouble.

"Qi Muyang?" The English teacher looked at Qi Muyang in surprise.

Qi Muyang's mouth twitched. Before he could speak, Qi Weichen looked over casually. His skin tightened and he instantly looked at Chu Qing. Chu Qing accidentally looked at him, and quickly turned his head aside, pretending not to know him, for fear that Qi Weichen would twitch her again and even scream.

Qi Muyang: "..." The world is getting worse and worse, people's hearts are not as good as ever, and they are disgusting!

"Qi Muyang, are you going out?" the English teacher asked again, and Qi Weichen looked back at him again.

Qi Muyang was almost crying, with more than a hundred words. Even if he only wrote fifty words today, he would have to copy them 2,500 times. He could write them to death! However, when Qi Weichen stared at him, he did not dare to refuse. In the end, he could only nodded with hopelessness: "Yes, teacher, I have to go out too."

Now let alone the back row, the whole class looked over, and his eyes were nothing more than one meaning: Is Qi Muyang's brain broken?

"It is a good thing to be willing to come out and write dictation. We should encourage you. Everyone should learn from Qi Muyang. Okay, let's come out now." The English teacher smiled, and then the student's initiative made her feel good.

Qi Muyang couldn't say anything about his suffering, so he could only walk out silently with a notebook and a pen.

When he arrived in the corridor, he stood with Qi Weichen and asked in a low voice while others were not paying attention, "Do you still want to get along well? Why call me out?"

"What's your dad's name?" Qi Weichen looked at him calmly.

Qi Muyang paused for a moment and changed the topic stiffly: "I'll lend it to me later."

"Do you think it's possible?" Qi Weichen asked back.

Qi Muyang felt that he would be angry when he talked to him again, so he stood away from him with a tense face.

The final result was nothing unexpected. A total of fifty-three words were written dictated. According to the teacher's requirements, one mistake was fined 50 times. Qi Muyang fined a total of 2,650 words. The next day, he sat in his seat and copied it.

Seeing this, the treacherous minister was very dissatisfied and couldn't help but want to trouble Qi Weichen: "Qi Weichen, what do you mean today? My boss offended you?"

"Shut up!" Qi Muyang looked at him impatiently.

The treacherous minister was stunned for a moment: "Boss, I'm venting your anger for you."

"No need, be honest." Qi Muyang finished speaking, lowered his head and continued to write.

The treacherous minister had to go back to his seat, but was still very dissatisfied with Qi Weichen. Chu Qing, who was witnessing all this, felt her throat dry, and she couldn't help but drink a few sips of water, pretending that it had nothing to do with it.

Qi Muyang copied until the end of evening self-study, and his hand broke down, so he copied the punishment. After being tired all day, he was stubborn. After returning to the dormitory, he just wanted to lie down and rest. As soon as he lay down, Qi Weichen appeared in front of him.

"...What do you want to do?" Qi Muyang hugged the pillow vigilantly.

Qi Weichen's face was calm: "Clean the house."

"Why am I cleaning?" Although he was a little cowardly, Qi Muyang still plucked up the courage to ask.

Qi Weichen mentioned the old story again: "I used to clean it."

Qi Muyang: “…”

"Since your father is Qi Dazhuang, I have no obligation to take over everything." Qi Weichen said coldly.

Qi Muyang: "..." Yes, this guy who secretly stole his hatred was his own father.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and finally ended the confrontation with Qi Muyang getting up to sweep the floor and mopping the trash, cleaning inside and out. After finishing all the work, it was less than ten o'clock, but Qi Muyang was too lazy to lift his arms, so he took a simple shower and lay down. Before Qi Weichen could do anything to him, he was already asleep.

As soon as he fell asleep, the whole dormitory became quiet. Qi Weichen looked at him quietly for a moment, but still walked up to him to tuck the corner of the quilt. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw Qi Muyang turning over so much that he was shocked, and then said in a daze: "Dad, stop bullying me, hug me..."

Qi Weichen moved his fingertips and stopped in place. He looked at Qi Muyang's slightly messy black hair, and his eyes slightly relaxed.

Qi Weichen reached out and gently helped Qi Muyang smooth his hair. His fingertips faintly slashed his eyebrows like a knife and a sword, and his high nose bridge finally stopped on his clearly contoured cheeks, pinching his face without hesitation.

Qi Muyang woke up and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?!"

"Pretending to talk to my sleep, I want me to feel soft?" Qi Weichen looked at him calmly, as if he had seen through his thoughts.
To be continued...