Chapter 18:

When his two lines of sight were accurately directed to Yan Qiu under the stage, Yan Qiu immediately felt bad.
Sure enough, after a few seconds, Ji Xinglan's gentle voice came from the station: "Student, you are Omega, please come up."
Yan Qiu was shocked. He knew that Ji Xinglan was going to clean up himself, but he never expected that he would come to this trick.
For a time, all the people around turned around and looked at Yan Qiu, and some good people applauded.
Yan Qiu is not used to this feeling of being watched by everyone. He laughed awkwardly and then turned his head to look around, pretending that Ji Xinglan was n’t talking about himself, but his clumsy performance failed to deceive anyone, and everyone ’s eyes were still staring at him directly, as if to say: Do n’t act, It's you.
In fact, Yan Qiu himself died and wanted to stand with Xie Yu. The standing team was arranged according to their height. Omega's body was relatively small, and they all stood in the front row. Yan Qiu followed Xie Yu in the back row to draw water. Ji Xinglan saw it. He is the only Omega in this direction.
Yan Qiu looked away, and even the headmaster looked over, so he went forward with a scalp. The students in the front row gave way to him and applauded spontaneously.
This short tens of meters seemed to Yanqiu as long as several thousand meters. The envious eyes of other Omegas were about to poke a hole in him, but Yanqiu did not want to receive this honor at all.
On the rostrum, he stood in front of Ji Xinglan and warned him not to mess with his eyes. Ji Xinglan didn't seem to see it.
Yanqiu noticed that he was wearing a uniform, his nose bridge was almost straight, and his blond hair was dazzling in the sun, like a gentleman.
But the next moment, this young master Ji was very gentleman, grabbed Yan Qiu's wrist, and immediately pushed him down on the rostrum table.
Yan Qiu dazzled Venus with his eyes. He looked up and saw Ji Xinglan smiling quite handsomely and politely. He didn't know who he was talking to the microphone:
"Then I started."
Ji Xinglan put his hand on Yan Qiu's side and leaned down to block him with his body.
Neither the principal nor the classmates could see his face clearly, nor could he see Yan Qiu's expression, but in such a rare scene, imagination alone was enough to make people blush and heartbeat and couldn't help but want to scream.
Ji Xinglan turned Yanqiu to himself, turned his head towards himself, grabbed his wrist joint with his hand, leaned over and leaned over.
"What are you doing." Qiu Qiu was inexplicably flustered, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"It's nothing. Let's cooperate with the teaching. Besides, if I ask someone to demonstrate that you will be jealous." Ji Xinglan smiled sensibly, but his eyes seemed to want to break him into the abdomen.
Yan Qiu was shocked by his brazenness.
"Whoever you like to find who is going, please don't touch me-hey!" Yan Qiu exclaimed, Ji Xinglan even tried to pull off his clothes.
"This time you provoke me first." Ji Xinglan whispered.
Yan Qiu was startled: "Brother, am I wrong?"
Ji Xinglan ripped off his clothes: "Late, you should have told me yesterday."
At the moment, there is only one thought in Qiu's mind, that is, he jumps up and runs, but suppressed by Ji Xinglan's pheromone, Yan Qiu feels that his legs are as soft as a pile of mud, and he can't move at all.
Ji Xinglan raised his head and calmly said to the classmates with the microphone: "Next I will tell you about the first aid knowledge about cardiopulmonary resuscitation."
The students in the audience listened very carefully while watching the school grass. The principal stood proudly, and all he wanted was this effect. He is not a cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but if he personally demonstrates, it is estimated that no one will take it seriously.
"After confirming that the patient has lost consciousness, stopped breathing and interrupted pulse, first lay his body flat on his back."
Yanqiu was forced to lie on his back on the table and lay flat, looking only at Ji Xinglan's face from top to bottom.
Ji Xinglan reached up and lifted Yan Qiu's chin, fingers pinched Yan Qiu's cheek, and squeezed his face frivolously, but no one could see.
"... remember to raise the patient's head to ensure that the blocked airway is clear."
"First loosen the button and trouser belt of the patient's collar—"
Yan Qiu listened to him and was shocked, and immediately went to protect his belts, but he couldn't help him.
In order to facilitate the operation, Ji Xinglan simply unbuttoned Yan Qiu's uniform. The thin shirt wrapped the thin and beautiful body of the teenager, and the silhouette could be seen faintly, and the chest kept undulating because of tension.
Yan Qiu's ears reached the neck, fearing that he would untie his belt again, and he would hold his waist tightly.
In the eyes of the teachers and students of the whole school, Ji Xinglan looked down at him quietly. The little beauty lay on her back on the table, staring at him with red eyes, as if to say, "If you dare to ruin my innocence, I will fight with you!".
Looking at the messy collar of the collar in front of him, Ji Xinglan was a little dry, and his voice was a little deeper, pursed his lips and continued: "... and then found the lower third of the patient's sternum, and pressed it closely to the base of the palm The patient ’s chest ... like this, with two hands overlapping and pressing hard for thirty times, the sternal depression should be at least five centimeters deep. "
Looking at Ji Xinglan's serious explanation, the position of his hand was no longer strange, and Yan Qiu did not dare to struggle.
Ji Xinglan put his hand on him without really pressing it down, Yan Qiu twisted his head, struggling to break free. Ji Xinglan then withdrew his hand, and said quickly:
"Heart compression and artificial respiration should be alternated, the ratio is thirty to two, and after five cycles, the patient's vital signs will be re-observed ..."
Yan Qiuse flinched. What did he say, what artificial respiration?
The audience immediately burst into cheers. The Omega on the stage was petite and beautiful. Except for Ji Xinglan ’s girlfriend, all the other students were in a state of emotional excitement. Fuck him!
But Ji Xinglan looked down at Yanqiu for two seconds, but then chuckled a little: "This little classmate is shy, so I will not show this part."
Hearing that he was finally willing to let himself go, the "little student" said Qiu suddenly relieved, but then turned his cheeks red again.
Damn ... shy you! They really Alpha never blush!
The classmates were moved by the gentleman and thoughtfulness of Ji Xiaocao.
There are people in the world who are so upright gentlemen. He was a far cry from the campus gangster who kissed Omega last night!
The same is the difference between people! Isn't that shameful rogue feeling ashamed!
Listening to the enthusiastic applause from the audience, Qiu simply wanted to die.
After the demonstration, Ji Xinglan pulled Yan Qiu from the table.
"Straight and gentleman" Master Ji gently scratched Yan Qiu's slender wrist with his fingertips, and said fakely, "You are working hard."
There was another round of applause from the audience.
In this way, Yan Qiu finally survived the most difficult ten minutes of his life.
After returning to the team, the temperature on Yan Qiu's face still failed to drop. The headmaster on the stage said something, but Yan Qiu couldn't hear a word.
The other students around him kept turning their heads, looking at Yanqiu with envious eyes, some of them even jealous.
Bai Yuanyuan grabbed Yan Qiu's sleeve with a excited face, and dangled and asked, "Baby Qiuqiu! Do you, you, do you smell what the school grass pheromone is! Good smell? Isn't it true? The pheromone perfume smells the same ?! "
Yan Qiu choked for a moment, and Zhizhi Wuwu said, "Well, it's almost ... almost."
Bai Yuanyuan is happily, with a blush: "I will buy two more bottles tomorrow. Why, Ji Xinglan did n’t choose me, and people would like to do artificial respiration with school grass-hey, Qiuqiu, do you have any stains Let him smell it, let me smell it! "
Yan Qiu firmly tightened his clothes, and finally sent Bai Yuanyuan away.
On the other side, Xie Yu looked anxiously at the handsome guy on the stage, pulled Yan Qiu's sleeve, and said to him secretly:
"Dad, how do I feel that the surname Ji is intentional."
Xie Yu knew that Yan Qiu and surname Ji had a holiday. He felt that Ji Xinglan's nomination made him go up.
Yan Qiu lowered his head and touched his nose to cover up the strangeness in his expression. He thought a little awkwardly, how could he not see that Xie Yu was so clever before.
But Yan Qiu still shook his head firmly and denied: "Shouldn't it? He couldn't recognize me."
Xie Yu nodded, thinking too. Then he seemed to think of something else in his brain, and hesitated for a moment, even more worried in his eyes.
"Then, is it possible that he is in love with you?"