Falling Heart

Chapter 10 Xie Mingchao still has mother fans?

Zhang Jianshan smiled more sincerely, "That's great, students should help each other."

He noticed that Xie Mingchao's eyes lingered on the tea-stained test paper for a moment, coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, "Is there any problem with Xie coming to the office?"

Xie Mingchao's slender index finger stroked the cover of the sketchbook, and knocked lightly, which made Shen Qing's heart tremble.

"Student Shen came a week late and missed the start of the term. Why don't you give her a set of papers to feel the difficulty, and I can also help her check for gaps."

Shen Qing knew how much she weighed, and seeing that Zhang Jianshan was about to agree, she stopped in time: "No teacher, Xie's time is precious, it should be used for study, not wasted on me."

Xie Ming smiled coolly in his eyes, "Helping the class improve its average score is not a waste of time."

Shen Qing: You have to torture me, right?
Now that it's all said and done, she can't find a reason to refuse.Not only made him a helpful character, but also took this opportunity to torture her.

Although Shen Qing could feel Xie Mingchao's undisguised targeting, she still couldn't hate his face.

Because his face is so much like the male lead of the manga she has been chasing recently, and she just likes this male lead especially.

Shen Qing thought sadly, this is probably Ai Wu Ji Wu.

So she could only accept a set of test papers handed over by Zhang Jianshan with tears in her eyes.

When she divided subjects, she chose science. It wasn't because she had a bad memory and couldn't memorize those complicated theories. It was because Gong Xiaoxiao told her with a serious face: there are many boys in the science class, and there are also many handsome guys, so it is convenient for you to draw materials.

Gong Xiaoxiao was half right, there were indeed many boys, but what Shen Qing saw, let alone handsome guys, there were no normal people with good facial features.

Especially the Puxin man with the pink hair dryer tattooed on his hand who confidently stopped her in the corridor.

Shen Qing held the thick test paper and left the office with her head down.

She kept her position with Xie Mingchao the whole time, until she was about to reach the gate of Class No. [-], she quickly followed him, almost walking close to him.

Xie Mingchao took a step sideways in disgust, "You really don't know how to repent."

Shen Qing tried to rely on his slender figure to block herself, "Shh, don't talk."

While covering her face with the test paper, she quietly looked at the door of class ten.

Xie Mingchao followed her gaze and saw Zhou Chen leaning against the door and basking in the sun with his eyes closed.

Like him, Zhou Chen was promoted from the junior high school of Yunhe No. [-] Middle School.

Xie Mingchao understands his style very well, he likes pretty girls and loves to stalk them.

He glanced sideways at Shen Qing. It was indeed a stunning face, but it was a pervert.

When meeting an idiot like Zhou Chen, it's not certain who is disgusting.

The moment Shen Qing was about to pass by the door of Class Ten, Xie Mingchao coughed and lifted Shen Qing's half-hearted mind.

Sure enough, the person by the door opened his eyes, and immediately looked at Xie Mingchao impatiently.

Shen Qing thought that he, a bully, would teach Xie Mingchao a bad boy, but when the former saw him, he loosened his frown and turned his eyes away.

Not only the people in Class Nine are afraid of Xie Mingchao, but also the school bully?
In a blink of an eye, Zhou Chen noticed that the corner of Xie Mingchao's goose-yellow clothes was the blouse that Shen Qing wore before.

His eyes lit up, he straightened up and leaned forward, "Goddess?"

Shen Qing immediately blocked herself with the test paper, squeezed her throat and said loudly: "You admitted your mistake."

Zhou Chen's voice couldn't hide his excitement, "It's impossible to admit your mistake, I will know you even if you turn into ashes!"

Shen Qing: Thank you.

She simply couldn't stop her, with a cold expression on her face, "I have to hurry back to study, do you have anything to do?"

His eyes were bright: "What did you think about what I said before?"

Xie Mingchao stopped and leaned against the wall, as if intending to watch the excitement.

He was holding her precious sketchbook in his hand, and his knuckles were beating rhythmically, like the bell before Hades' trial.

If Shen Qing was not afraid that he would lose the sketchbook, she would have left Zhou Chen behind and went back.

Right now, she can only be forced to face Zhou Chen.

"Sorry, as I said, I don't like living."

Xie Ming twitched his eyelids.

Sure enough, he is a pervert, not only likes to peep, but also has special hobbies.

Zhou Chen stepped forward despite the difficulties: "It's okay, you can treat me as dead!"

Shen Qing had never seen such a straightforward request, and when she was thinking about how to answer, Xie Mingchao said lazily: "Okay, you can go on the sidelines."

He turned around slowly, pressed the back of his neck, and the tear mole jumped slightly with the end of his eyes, "Shen Qing, go back."

Every time Xie Mingchao called her name, Shen Qing felt chills down her spine for no reason.

She straightened her back and nodded stiffly, "Okay."

Seeing that they got along naturally, Zhou Chen asked with gusto, "...you two know each other very well?"

"Unfamiliar."

"Unfamiliar."

One gritted his teeth, and the other was calm.

Xie Mingchao threw the sketchbook into the air, and caught it accurately without looking at where it landed.

Shen Qing was terrified and followed quickly.

The students in Class [-] hardly moved around even after class, and stayed quietly in their seats to study.

Hearing the sound of entering the door, they raised their heads as if they had the same tacit understanding.

Most of the eyes stayed on Shen Qing.

There are two types of girls, one is envious and jealous, and the other is the gratifying eyes of an old mother.

Shen Qing: The former is fine, but what about the latter?Xie Mingchao still has mother fans?
Shen Qing actually quite likes Xie Mingchao's position, it's remote and nobody cares about it, and it's not easy to be found out doing bad things secretly.

After all, it is said that the back row is by the window, Wang's hometown.

"Your book hasn't been released yet, let's do this set of papers first."

She looked at the sketchbook in his hand eagerly, "Can you return it to me first?"

Xie Mingchao pressed the notebook into the pile of books, "I will return this set of test papers to you."

Shen Qing unscrewed the cap of the pen and prepared to answer the Chinese first. As soon as she wrote the first stroke of the name, the ink smeared on the paper, and the three dots of water became a black dot.

The ball on the tip of the pen fell off at some point, and she only brought this pen.

She turned sideways to Xie Mingchao, cleared her throat, "Thank you, classmate."

He paused when he picked up the pen to write, and turned around with his brows furrowed.

"Speak as you speak, don't pinch."

Shen Qing: You just spoke in a soft voice, why did you get caught?
But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Can you lend me a pen?"

Xie Mingchao casually threw the one in his hand to her, "Use this."

The fountain pen rolled across the dividing line between the two tables and stopped in front of her.

Shen Qing picked it up, the body of the pen carried the remaining warmth from his fingertips, it was a little hot.

She tilted her head subconsciously. Xie Mingchao had already changed a pen, and focused on the questions with half-down eyes.

His eyelashes are very long, casting a shadow under the shadow of the light, and even his skin has a warm orange tone.Moles of tears are placidly dotted around the corners of her eyes, and her thin lips are pursed lightly, as if she is bothered by the topic.

Shen Qing looked a little absent-minded for a while.

(End of this chapter)