Falling Heart

Chapter 13 Different from ordinary people's luck and brains
Shen Qing didn't dare to provoke him because of her sense of humor, as soon as he got up, she made room to move out of the way.

The students in No. [-] Middle School have three evening self-study sessions, and she finished all the test papers before the end of the last class.

"Huh, it's finally finished."

Shen Qing sorted out the test papers proudly, and was about to pack up her things and go home, when the person beside her called her: "Give me the test paper."

She paused in stuffing snacks and sketchbooks into her bag, then turned her head stiffly.

Xie Mingchao still had the same expression of being owed 800 million, and he repeated patiently: "Give me the test paper."

"Do you really want to read it?" Shen Qing held the paper hesitantly, he didn't look too happy today, what if he got high blood pressure after reading it?
"How do you know your level if you don't look at it?"

"You must not get angry when you read it." She carefully placed the paper on the edge of the dividing line, and slowly pushed it over. "Your body is important."

Xie Mingchao directly took it over, intending to take a look.

Shen Qing didn't care about the rule not to cross the demarcation line, quickly pressed the test paper, and said righteously: "Thank you, classmate, I am thinking of you."

He pulled it out calmly, "Thank you for your kindness."

But there was no trace of gratitude in his voice.

So she could only watch helplessly as Xie Mingchao opened the test paper regardless of obstruction.

Shen Qing watched his expression change from calm to bewildered to shocked, and finally nothing.

She often needs to observe people's subtle expressions when drawing on weekdays, and Xie Mingchao's last emotion was probably so angry that she lost her voice.

At this moment, the bell for the end of get out of class sounded like the sound of nature, Shen Qing got up quickly and left the seat without waiting for him to speak.

What Xie Mingchao casually flipped through was the big part of the physics problem, and only one gravity was drawn for the force analysis of each problem.The answer area is very clean, but the word "solution" is written on it.

No matter whether the formula has anything to do with the title or not, she even wrote only one [G=mg].

He thought that her level was not as good as that of the key class students, but he didn't expect that she could almost be said to have zero foundation.

How on earth did she get into high school?
Xie Mingchao pressed the center of his eyebrows and looked forward to the multiple-choice section.

There is obviously no trace of drafting on the questions, but they are all chosen correctly, and even a random option in the multiple-choice question happens to be one of the correct answers.

He finally understood what she relied on to get up, the brains that are different from ordinary people and luck are indispensable.

Xie Mingchao originally wanted her to torment her with the questions, but in the end it was he who was tortured.

But he promised in front of Zhang Jianshan that he would take Shen Qing to study, so he could only suffer in silence.

He folded Shen Qing's test paper and put it in his schoolbag, and left the classroom with one shoulder.

Just as he took a step, an impatient voice behind him stopped him.

"That... Xie Mingchao!"

This extremely beating voice knew who it was even without looking.

"Where's the pretty girl who followed you today?" Zhou Chen looked inside several times but didn't see her shadow. He clearly saw the ninth class where the two of them entered together.

Xie Mingchao could easily see the top of his head when he lowered his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "Shen Qing."

Zhou Chen was stunned: "What?"

Xie Mingchao looked downstairs, just in time to see Shen Qing happily running towards the school gate, her boredom dissipated for some reason. "Her name. I keep calling her a goddess, but I don't even know her name."

"As expected of a goddess, even the name is so nice!" Zhou Chen asked sincerely, "Which Qing?"

"Qingqing is interested in Qing," Xie Mingchao thought of a simple word, "Qingqing, my Qing."

"Good name!" Zhou Chen smirked and praised, and realized that he came to find Shen Qing, "What about her?"

"I've already gone back."

Xie Mingchao didn't want to talk to him anymore, and went straight to the stairs.

Zhou Chen chased after her unwillingly, "You know her so well, you must have contact information, can you push a WeChat QQ or something?"

Xie Mingchao kept walking, "Not familiar."

He had long legs, and he easily got rid of Zhou Chen with only a slight speed up.

Zhou Chen chased downstairs and Xie Mingchao was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help snorting coldly: "Hmph, how tall is 1.8 meters? I still have a chance to grow! Obviously I look like a younger brother and like to pretend to be cold!"

Xie Mingchao pushed open the door, and the strong smell of wine came to his face.

But he turned on the light in the living room as usual, and put his schoolbag on the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

A drunken woman was lying on the sofa, her long messy hair covering her face, holding an empty wine bottle in her hand, and the mobile phone on the coffee table was still on.

Xie Mingchao cleaned up the empty wine bottles lying on the ground first, and when he tried to take the one from her hand, she didn't know where the strength came from, and she held on tightly and refused to let it go.

He picked up his phone and it was the Weibo comment section.

【Why isn't Chen Ziwan dead yet?Still out to shoot commercials? 】

[How many people died of the milk powder she endorsed before, how can she still have the face to come back? 】

[That's right, it's really disgusting! 】

【Does anyone know her address? I'm going to kill her offline! 】

[Aside from other things, Chen Ziwan is really good at protecting her privacy. Last time I managed to squat down until she finished filming magazines and got off work, and followed her all the way. She was very vigilant and changed several cars and dumped me! 】

【Could you tell me where you saw it from above?You might be able to find it by doing some research nearby! 】

【Doesn't she have a child?At that time, Chen Ziwan was scolded so badly that she didn't quit the circle. She was willing to quit for the sake of her child. Why don't she go directly to her child? 】

[Pull it down, she doesn't know whether the child is a boy or a girl, how can I pick it up? 】

……

The emotions in Xie Mingchao's eyes were dim, and he blocked these people one by one.

He cleared his search history, and brushed up a few food and beauty blogs, overshadowing those related to Chen Ziwan.

After exiting Weibo, the desktop is a photo of Chen Ziwan and him when he was three years old.

Chen Ziwan in the photo is pure and charming, with a happy smile on her face.

Xie Mingchao looked at it for a while, then turned off the phone and put it back on the coffee table.

He went to the bathroom to soak a towel in hot water, returned to the living room, and squatted down in front of Chen Ziwan.

Pulling the hair out, there is a haggard face underneath, the eyebrows and eyes are no different from the desktop photo, but the expression will never return to the original.

Xie Mingchao wiped her face for her, straightened her body to lie down, pulled the blanket over her, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

After tidying up the living room, he made a cup of coffee before returning to his room.

He took out Shen Qing's test paper and started to review it from mathematics.

Unsurprisingly, all the multiple-choice questions are correct, and the fill-in-the-blank questions are either filled with 1 or 0, and occasionally a negative value appears.

Shen Qing even hit one of the answers to the fill-in-the-blank questions correctly, but the next big question, as always, only had the first solution.

Mathematics is different from physics. The latter may get a point for writing the correct formula, but the former has no formula at all.

Shen Qing wisely didn't write anything, and Xie Mingchao just finished correcting it.

70 points, even higher than many students in ordinary classes.

(End of this chapter)