Falling Heart

Chapter 27 What do you like

Xie Mingchao looked at the painting with only the face and hair for a long time before closing the sketchbook.

She really plotted against herself.

Shen Qing folded her hands in front of her body and stood upright. Although her expression was calm, she was very peaceful.

The words that Zhang Jianshan had thought up choked up again the moment he was about to speak, he tried to cover up his embarrassment with a cough.

"Cough, student Shen Qing, what happened in the corridor...is it true?"

Why does anyone have to ask such a sentence!

"Teacher, it's just an excuse to reject Zhou Chen." She knew what high school teachers cared about, and assured her righteously, "I must study hard and not fall in love early!"

Zhang Jianshan: Forget the first half of the sentence.

He smiled, "Teacher believes in you."

Zhang Jianshan was fat and had a round face. When he smiled, there was only a slit in his invisible eyes, which reminded Shen Qing of the kind Leshan Giant Buddha.

"Go back to class first."

Shen Qing went out from the main entrance. After the conversation, the class had already started, so she could only bite the bullet and shout a report.

The voice was as cold as a leader inspecting, Wang Linmei subconsciously tensed up, and couldn't help frowning when she saw the person at the door.

"Come in."

Can't you be more respectful when calling for the report? She thought the leader was here.

Shen Qing returned to her seat and found that her sketchbook had been closed.When looking at Xie Mingchao, his side face was buried in the shadow cast from the window, half-light and half-dark, with unknown emotions in his half-down eyes.

Hearing the sound of the seat beside him being pulled open, he seemed to come back to his senses, and gave her a dull look.

Shen Qing didn't understand why he felt so complicated in his eyes?
She opened the sketchbook again, remembering that the last thing she drew before leaving her seat was the tear mole at the end of the male protagonist's eye, she was horrified.

He wouldn't think she was painting him, would he?

"That..." Shen Qing thought for a moment, then whispered, "Actually, what I drew was a manga hero."

The person beside him took his attention away from the state of listening to the class, and looked over casually, "Oh."

His reaction was too calm, Shen Qing hesitated instead, "That's it?"

He raised his eyes, "Then what do you want, let him take me as the prototype?"

"No, I'm afraid you misunderstood..." Shen Qing was eager to get rid of herself, "I have no other thoughts about you, and you are not my type."

Xie Mingchao stopped tapping his index finger on the table, and his voice sank: "Really, then what do you like?"

In fact, she doesn't have a fixed favorite type. In the comics she has read, she sees one and loves the other. Recently, the male protagonist she likes especially looks like Xie Mingchao.

But facing his unexpected questioning, Shen Qing couldn't think of adjectives for a moment.

Xie Mingchao turned his gaze back to the blackboard, and said calmly, "I'm going to attend the class."

The atmosphere became inexplicably stiff.

Shen Qing still wanted to explain, but feeling the displeasure in Wang Linmei's eyes on the podium, she sat back silently.

By the time of the last class in the afternoon, Shen Qing, who had been sluggish all day, immediately regained her energy.

The oden that she didn't eat last time, she's going to rush this time!

Xie Mingchao just closed the pen cap, and Shen Qing beside him had already reached the back door of the classroom.

He took out his phone from the drawer, and the lock screen popped up a message from Chen Ziwan.

[Chao Chao, I may not be going home tonight, I'm going to be a resident singer at the bar, don't worry, it's clear, I don't need to show my face]

Xie Mingchao scrolled through, and she accepted the transfer of [-] yuan, but she was still stubborn to earn money.

He frowned, and the depression in his heart made him a little out of breath.

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Shen Qing was sitting at the small table behind the stall with an oden in his hands, and was about to take a bite when something bumped into him, and the table was overturned.

She looked at the soup and skewers spilled on the floor with heartache, and when she was about to raise her head to reprimand the person who bumped into it recklessly, her eyes froze.

"It's you again." Seeing her, Chen Ziwan raised her voice joyfully, "I'm sorry, I was hiding from people just now, and I didn't notice that there is still a table here."

She squatted down, helped the fallen table up, and moved around while looking around.

Chen Ziwan didn't wear sunglasses this time, when she raised her eyes to look at Shen Qing, she clearly saw those bright eyes.

The familiar sense of clarity and innocence is very much like Xie Mingchao.

"I'll pay you a share."

"Ah?" Shen Qing was pulled back from her thoughts by her words, and waved her hands, "No need."

Chen Ziwan took out her mobile phone and pressed the screen a few times before realizing that it was turned off. She fumbled in her pocket again and took out a brand new 20 yuan note.

She used the low table to cover her figure, and stuffed the banknotes into Shen Qing's arms.

"Is it enough?"

Shen Qing stared at her blankly, while Chen Ziwan was still looking around nervously.

Probably because the person she was looking for was out of sight, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned her attention back to Shen Qing.

Chen Ziwan sat down directly at the low table, "Are you also Yunhe's student?"

Shen Qing has not fully recovered from the dazed state, "Ah... yes."

She bought two copies of Oden again, and pushed one of them in front of Chen Ziwan, "Sister, are you hiding from someone?"

"Sister?" Chen Ziwan seemed a little surprised by this address, and then moved closer to Shen Qing in surprise, "Do I really look so young?"

"Isn't it?" Shen Qing took a bite of the beef balls, and the hot soup made her fan the wind non-stop, "You look like you are only in your 20s?"

"Damn it, kids just know how to talk!" Chen Ziwan chuckled, "Actually, I have a child who is about your age."

Shen Qing paused, then looked at her again in disbelief, "You're not kidding, are you?"

"Of course it's true, he also..." Chen Ziwan subconsciously wanted to continue, but finally stopped abruptly, "It's nothing."

Shen Qing asked in confusion: "Why do you act like you are hiding every time I see you?"

Chen Ziwan looked greedy at the oden in front of her, but she didn't dare to show her face outside easily.

"Me," she lowered her voice mysteriously, "I dumped a rich second generation before, and he sent people everywhere to arrest me!"

Shen Qing was dubious, "Really?"

It's more like hiding from creditors.

"In short, my whereabouts can't be known by their people, please keep it a secret for me," Chen Ziwan folded her hands together, the only eye that was exposed was pleading, "Is it okay?"

The tofu skewers that Shen Qing handed to her mouth stopped, and she looked at her blankly.

So... so cute.

She replied subconsciously: "Okay."

"Thank you little sister," Chen Ziwan's eyes sparkled, "What's your name?"

"Shen Qing, Qingqing is interested."

Chen Ziwan smiled and rolled her eyes, "A good name, as beautiful as a person."

"Sister, do you also live in Taoyuan District?"

The last time Shen Qing bumped into her was downstairs.

Chen Ziwan didn't answer, but raised her wrist to glance at the time, then stood up.

"I'm sorry, little sister, I have to go first, see you by fate."

"Hey, I haven't got the oden yet..."

Shen Qing could only watch as Chen Ziwan left in a hurry, while the oden next to her was still steaming.

"Then I have to eat two servings."

(End of this chapter)