Falling Heart

Chapter 14 What a Talent
She seems to focus all her skills on painting and multiple-choice questions, and she is all right on the multiple-choice questions in English.But in the composition part, the sentence structure is only subject-verb-object, but the last line was written eloquently.

Xie Mingchao tried to use the simplest thinking to understand what she wanted to express, and concluded that the motherland is prosperous and prosperous, and she has a promising future.

But Shen Qing used adjectives like strong and good.

He looked at the composition part for a long time before giving an evaluation: "What a talent."

Her English fonts are full and round, standard Hengshui style.

Xie Mingchao finally gave her five sympathy points, for the sake of clean writing.

He purposely left the language at the end, covered the name and just read the paper, most teachers would probably think that this was a top student in the key class.But looking at the answer, it has nothing to do with the question.

Xie Mingchao never felt that Chinese was a headache subject, and now for him, it is tormenting him on the edge of a knife.

Turning to the composition, the topic is to write an argumentative essay on "Being willing and gaining".

He thought that Shen Qing would make up things again, but after reading the standard format and classic quotations, his spirit, which had been tortured to the point of depression, regained consciousness a lot.

The writing is fluent, without spreading or branching. If you haven't read enough, you can't write such concise words and sentences.

The last full stop just stopped on the [-]-character logo.

Xie Mingchao wrote for a while and still didn't give a mark, so he decided to give Zhang Jianshan a correction tomorrow.

He closed his pen and got up, massaged the sore back of his neck, and opened the wardrobe to wash up.

Suddenly there was a huge movement upstairs, like the sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground.

Xie Mingchao stopped brushing his teeth, looked up at the ceiling, the sound didn't stop, it was still dragging on the ground.

There was no one living upstairs for a long time before, but there was movement since midnight yesterday, probably from a new resident.

But that person's work and rest time was about the same as him, and when he was about to go to sleep, the movement would stop again.

Xie Mingchao didn't have the energy to deal with the noisy person upstairs for the time being. After washing up, he went back to the living room to take a look. The person on the sofa was still soundly asleep.

He looked away and entered the room.

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As soon as Shen Qing got home, she saw the courier box at the door, and she dragged the box inside in surprise.

Just as he was about to take it apart, the phone on the table rang.

The caller ID is Gong Xiaoxiao.

As soon as I picked it up, I heard a voice on the other side of the phone that almost pierced the eardrum: "Qingqing!"

Shen Qing took the phone away, "You look like a lady, why are you so loud?"

"You have the nerve to talk about me, obviously you have a cold face, but you are an idiot beauty," Gong Xiaoxiao tilted her head and clamped her phone between her shoulders and her face, delicately painting her nails, "The first day you transfer to another school How is life?"

As soon as Shen Qing mentioned this, she became excited.

"The boy we met last night turned out to be in the same class as me!" She gritted her molars angrily, "In order to get revenge, I let me be his deskmate, and what was even more frenzied was that he threatened me with a sketchbook to make a set." examination paper!"

Gong Xiaoxiao was so excited that she stopped all the movements of her hands, and asked gossipingly, "Then and then?"

She recalled the scene of herself waking up with Xie Mingchao, her scalp was numb, "When I took a nap, the old problem happened again."

"Yo yo, so you posted with him?"

Although Shen Qing couldn't see Gong Xiaoxiao's expression, she could imagine the corners of her mouth frantically raised now.

"That's why he was very angry. The air pressure was low all day, and I almost felt that there was going to be a heavy rain next to me." Shen Qing regretted, "Why does such a sunny face keep drooping every day?"

"There should be other interesting things, right?" Gong Xiaoxiao understood the lethality of Shen Qing's face very well, "I don't believe that no one is chasing you."

Shen Qing thought of Zhou Chen with the tattoo of Peppa Pig, her brows twitched, and she fell into a rare silence.

Gong Xiaoxiao sat up straight, "Hurry up and talk!"

She roughly described Zhou Chen's bewildering behavior since seeing her for the first time.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Gong Xiaoxiao laughed until tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, "I never thought that one day you would encounter such a strange thing!"

She wiped her eyes and smirked again: "I think you two have an inexplicable fate. Could it be that you two are the kind that the master of marriage said... destined?"

Shen Qing's desire to complain was choked, "How is it possible? It's too late for him to hate me."

"Qingqing, you have to remember Hongniang Gong Xiaoxiao's famous saying: Anything is possible."

"Don't steal other people's famous sayings." Although Shen Qing really likes Xie Mingchao's appearance, but it's not superficial enough to just look at it directly, "I just want to spend these two years in peace."

"If you look more ordinary, maybe you can really calm down." Gong Xiaoxiao glanced at the time, "Okay, I have class tomorrow, go to bed early."

"Good night."

Shen Qing hung up the phone and suddenly felt hungry again.She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, which was filled with all kinds of desserts she liked.

My aunt asked her preferences and bought them specially.

Regardless of the fact that it was already 10:30, she took a piece of strawberry cake.

After eating the cake, Shen Qing stretched contentedly.

She dragged the courier box at the door into the room. This box was the last batch of comic books sent over.

After sorting out the comics, Shen Qing was already bent over, and pressed her waist to go to the bathroom to wash up.

She came out of the bathroom and went straight to the bed, rolled comfortably twice, "The quilt is my forever love."

Shen Qing likes to live alone, and the aunt Li Qinglu invited her lives opposite.

Li Xin opened the door with the backup key on time at six o'clock in the morning, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

At 06:30 there was a knock on Shen Qing's door.

"Qingqing, get up."

Shen Qing sat up with difficulty, her whole body was sore.

"It shouldn't be, it's just packing a box." She twisted her waist as if she had been broken, and opened the door with the help of the wall, "Morning, Aunt Li."

"Hey, Qingqing, what's the matter with your pants?" Li Xin had a kind face, and saw the marks on her pants when Shen Qing passed by, "You go and change it first."

Li Xin lifted the quilt, and as expected, it got stuck on the quilt, "You silly boy, why don't you remember your menstrual period?"

"Ah..." Shen Qing glanced back, blushing in embarrassment, "Maybe it's not normal to stay up too late recently, or should I collect it?"

"It's okay, I will take care of you, this is what I should do," Li Xin smiled nonchalantly, "Breakfast is on the table, you bring your mobile phone today, if you feel uncomfortable, remember to ask for leave, I will pick you up from school .”

Shen Qing's reluctance to get up early dissipated in Li Xin's gentleness, she bent her eyes and smiled lightly: "Okay, thank you Aunt Li."

It seems that she lacks exercise too much, she looks like she was run over just by moving something, plus the untimely menstruation, she might not be able to straighten up today.

(End of this chapter)