Falling Heart

Chapter 58 Nothing to say, it's all luck

Shen Qing suppressed the crazily surging impulse in her heart to call him, and moved the corner of her mouth before she said: "It's amazing."

Before the railing was heated, someone in the crowd in front shouted "Shen Qing is there", and a group of people rushed towards her excitedly, and the battle was comparable to a herd of galloping horses.

She subconsciously wanted to run away, but the people around her were a step faster than her. After closing the booklet, she climbed up the railing and jumped down, and stopped firmly on the platform.

Shen Qing was stunned, "Hey, Xie Mingchao..."

But the man turned the brochure leisurely and entered the cafeteria without looking back.

Feeling the warm gaze, she turned around stiffly.

"Student Shen Qing! Not only did you break the record, but you also surpassed the record high by a full three meters! What do you want to say about this? What efforts have you made to get this result? Can you share with us?"

Shen Qing, the girl who rushed to the front and held the microphone, has seen her before. She is the director of the school's news department. It is said that she has been recommended by the Communication University in Kyoto, so she devoted herself to news interviews.

Facing Du Qingdai's wolf-like eyes, Shen Qing swallowed subconsciously, her tense expression cracked.

"Nothing to say, pure luck."

Under everyone's gaze, Shen Qing gently held the corner of her mouth, and slowly opened her mouth in a tugging and cold gesture.

The onlookers were quiet for a while, and when she thought she was being too aggressive, Du Qingdai's eyes became brighter.

"As expected of the cold-faced goddess in the rumors, not only is she strong, she even speaks with a forceful style!"

Shen Qing's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly, a cold-faced goddess?When was it called?
She looked at the dark crowd, her eyes were half dark, and she was most afraid of facing a crowded place.

Du Qingdai then asked: "I heard that Shen Qing's grades are not good in class nine, so may I ask if you will consider taking the route of being an athlete in the future?
"Shen Qing, Lao Ban asked you to help him prepare a meal."

A cold voice came from the door of the cafeteria behind him.

Shen Qing seemed to be pardoned, and moved two steps towards the stairs on the right, "Sorry, I have to leave beforehand."

She turned around and quickly walked towards Xie Mingchao who was at the bottom of the steps.

Except for the people in the news department, everyone else left in a self-defeating manner.

Du Qingdai hurriedly directed the subordinates who were carrying the camera behind him, "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and take a picture!"

She smiled inscrutablely: "The relationship between these two seems to be not simple."

Sensing the dazzling flash, Xie Mingchao turned sideways and glanced at the person taking the photo indifferently.

"Delete."

The boy was so startled that his hands shook, and the heavy drop of the camera pulled his neck, and he was belatedly glad that he hung it up.

"Taking photos without the person's permission is an invasion of privacy. As the head of the Information Department, you should know that, right?" Xie Mingchao raised his eyes coolly.

Du Qingdai coughed unnaturally twice, "Sorry, I'll delete it now."

Xie Mingchao watched the boy delete the photo before turning around.

Shen Qing had already ran all over the first floor, but none of the windows were open.

Seeing him coming over, he panted slightly and complained: "There is no window open at this hour, how can Lao Ban eat at this hour?"

"That's just to let you come over," Xie Mingchao sat down at the table, "Lao Ban is not like you, he can still eat after a meal."

Shen Qing recalled Zhang Jianshan's big belly and always cheerful smiling face, very much like the Leshan Giant Buddha.

"That's right, because the digestion is not good, so the fat is accumulated on the stomach."

"Don't let Lao Ban hear this, he doesn't like others to say that he is fat."

"That means he doesn't have a clear self-cognition ability," Shen Qing snorted contemptuously, "unlike me, who knows his own position."

"Well, indeed," Xie Mingchao listed her self-defeating actions, "not very smart, and loves to eat."

(End of this chapter)