Falling Heart

Chapter 11 Not too smart

As if aware of her gaze, Xie Mingchao stopped his movements and looked over, those clear eyes always expressed his emotions clearly.

So Shen Qing clearly saw the contempt and mockery in his eyes.

"Stop, I know what you want to say." Seeing that he was about to condemn him in the next second, she preemptively said, "Good looks are for being admired."

Shen Qing pointed to the girls who turned their heads to peek at him from time to time, and turned their heads guiltily when they were discovered.

"You can stop me from watching, but you can't stop them from watching. It doesn't matter if one more or one less."

Xie Mingchao: ...

The emotion in his eyes fluctuated, and he turned back to continue writing the question.

Shen Qing flipped through the test papers, but decided to start writing in Chinese, at least she could understand Chinese.

Xie Mingchao glanced at her paper unintentionally during the break after finishing the math problems.

Shen Qing confidently wrote down the second half of the sentence of [Stars Falling Plain and Wild], [Jiang Ruo Da Huang Liu] on the dictation question.

He corrected it aloud: "It's [Moon Chung Da Jiang Liu]."

Xie Mingchao never thought that someone would create new sentences in the silent writing questions, but if it was Shen Qing, it would be understandable.

"Which 'month' is it?" She blinked, with a clear curiosity in her eyes, "Is it Yue who escaped from prison?"

Xie Mingchao was silent for a while, "...the moon of the moon."

Shen Qing suddenly nodded, "Oh, thank you."

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and the female hooligan was quite polite.

Xie Mingchao read the questions she had answered. It was very good. I have never seen a genius who can answer non-questioned questions in reading comprehension and can break a long paragraph.

Her handwriting is beautiful, and her delicate plum blossom lowercase script is as stunning as her appearance.

But it doesn't look very smart.

Shen Qing knew that she couldn't understand the class, so she simply used the class time to write the test paper.

The last class in the morning was the Chinese class of the head teacher Zhang Jianshan. The lecture ended 5 minutes before get out of class ended and Shen Qing was called out.

He took out a card, "This is the school's meal card. There is [-] in it. The fee is included in the tuition fee. If the balance is not enough, you can go to the window to top up."

"You don't need to go back to the classroom, go to the cafeteria first," Zhang Jianshan suddenly lowered his voice, and glanced into the classroom, "All the students in our school are cooks, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch them."

She actually wanted to say that someone at home cooks and doesn't plan to go to the cafeteria, but seeing his good intentions, she can only take it solemnly.

"Thank you, teacher. I will not disappoint your expectations. I will be the first to eat."

Zhang Jianshan nodded affirmatively at her, "Okay, let's go."

Li Qinglu invited her an aunt who was in charge of taking care of her daily life. She started work today, and I heard that she was a senior chef.

Shen Qing could only temporarily give up the opportunity to have a big meal and rush to the cafeteria.

The campus was very quiet, and she was the only one walking around under the signs at each intersection.

She even forgot to ask where the cafeteria was.

Shen Qing had already made plans to go home and eat if she couldn't grab the food, she turned around and almost bumped into the person behind her.

Xie Mingchao took a step back in disgust to widen the distance, she lost her balance and began to sway.

He obviously had no intention of helping her at all, and he watched Shen Qing bump into the road sign pole indifferently.

She clutched her forehead in pain, "Hiss—"

"Why didn't you pull me?" Shen Qing's fair forehead had a red mark, "I feel like knowledge is flying out of my mind."

"What kind of knowledge can you have in your mind," he snorted coldly, "it's just a paste made of water and flour."

Now her mind is buzzing, she didn't listen to his sarcastic words at all, it went in one ear and out the other.

"Can I leave early if I'm a good student?" Shen Qing straightened her back, trying to overwhelm him with arrogance, but his stature overwhelmed her, and her confidence was instantly weakened by half, "I... want to report you to the head teacher."

"My old class asked me to come out." Xie Mingchao raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "There is still half a minute before get out of class ends. If you don't hurry up, you will be surrounded."

When Shen Qing recovered from the buzzing, the bell for the end of get out of class rang, followed by a movement like the earth shaking and mountains shaking.

She froze in a daze, "An earthquake?"

"It's the big troops coming downstairs."

"How do I get to the cafeteria?" Shen Qing deeply felt the horror of the cook, and eagerly grabbed his wrist without waiting for his answer, "Let's go first."

Xie Mingchao broke away from her easily, and his understanding of her shamelessness deepened, "Don't make any moves."

"Go out of this road and go to the right." He didn't intend to run, his voice was indifferent and alienated, "Go by yourself."

Shen Qing had already walked for a while, she looked back at him, "Aren't you in a hurry to eat?"

Xie Mingchao took his time in his pocket, "No hurry."

She saw a group of students pouring out of the teaching building, almost sprinting towards the cafeteria at a speed of [-] meters.

Shen Qing deeply felt the importance of cooking to them, and she was glad that she was almost at the entrance of the cafeteria.

She randomly chose the window in the middle of the first floor, and the aunt in the cafeteria gave her a glance, "What do you eat?"

"This, and this, please add a little more."

The aunt in the cafeteria skillfully copied the big spoon, shaking her wrist a few times when she put it on the dinner plate.

Shen Qing watched helplessly as there was still a large spoonful when the dish was served, but there was not much left on the plate.

The aunt in the cafeteria didn't show any guilty conscience, and said in a business-like tone, "Eight yuan, swipe the card."

Shen Qing swiped the card in a daze, and walked to the corner with the dinner plate.

Does the current aunt have Parkinson's at such a young age? Her hands are shaking really badly.

As soon as he sat down, a bunch of students poured into the cafeteria, and Shen Qing felt the whole cafeteria tremble.

Sitting by the window, she happened to see Xie Mingchao slowly following in from the back of the crowd.

But he didn't stay on the first floor, and went straight to the second floor.

Shen Qing quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice and stood up.

Great, now's your chance to get your sketchbook back!

She rushed back to the classroom as fast as she could.

Xie Mingchao's place is very tidy, with no gaps at the edges of the books, even the test papers in the drawer are neatly stacked.

"Has he quit before? How can he hold back that the test papers are so neat!"

Shen Qing didn't dare to rummage easily, she was afraid that if she couldn't restore the original appearance, he would find out.

But where I can see it, there is no shadow of the sketchbook.

She got under the table and searched, "Where did he hide?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Shen Qing rummaged through her drawer full of snacks again, and even found a note.

Qing Jun's three words: [Don't look for it]

It was obviously written by Xie Mingchao.

She clenched the note angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Damn Xie Mingchao!"

He actually predicted that she would come to find the sketchbook.

Shen Qing could only give up, decided to turn grief and anger into motivation, and unwillingly opened a bag of potato chips.

Gong Xiaoxiao commented that her stomach is different from ordinary people: "Your stomach is divided into two parts, one is for meals, and the other is for snacks."

(End of this chapter)