Falling Heart

Immediately afterwards, there was a throbbing pain in the abdomen, and Lin Lin covered her stomach in pain.

Shen Qing asked with concern: "Student Lin Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Lin straightened up with difficulty, "It's nothing..."

"If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you send the rest of the note." Shen Qing smiled slightly, "I won't miss your place either."

Listening to the lines just uttered from her mouth again, Lin Lin not only felt uncomfortable in her stomach, but also felt irritated like iron being stuffed in her heart.

She looked at Shen Qing in disbelief, "You... how come nothing happened?"

Shen Qing asked blankly: "Should I have something to do?"

Lin Lin was in a state of distress, endured the discomfort and threw the note on their desk, handed out the rest while limping, and went straight to the door of the classroom.

Although she didn't let her blew herself up, Shen Qing was able to take revenge in her way.

Shen Qing opened the note in her hand, number 8 happened to be her lucky number.

She moved closer to Xie Mingchao, "What's your number?"

He unfolded the note, "No. 5."

Shen Qing sighed in frustration: "That's over, I don't think we can be chosen."

Xie Ming raised his eyebrows lightly, "What do you mean by these two numbers?"

She patted the table angrily, "58 sinks together!"

He crumpled the note and threw it aside, "It doesn't matter, if you can't choose, you can spend more time studying."

Lin Lin's tablemate said something to the class monitor, but she didn't announce the start of the lottery immediately after the serial numbers were issued, and she didn't say until Lin Lin returned to the classroom: "The lottery starts now."

Shen Qing glanced at Lin Lin's face, and thought of an idiom to describe it: her face is ashen-colored, to the extent that she can't even see her face buried in the loess.

She gloated and couldn't help laughing.

Xie Mingchao reminded coldly: "Take your pride away, and be careful not to be heard."

"Even if Lin Lin heard it, she didn't question me."

Shen Qing is in a very good mood now, subconsciously took out the sketchbook and planned to draw, but only realized that the drawing was finished when she saw the ending date on the last page.

She aimed at Xie Mingchao, "Good deskmate, can you lend me a piece of paper?"

Apart from snacks, Shen Qing often relies on his talents to maintain stationery.

Xie Mingchao was no stranger to this, and directly gave her an English homework book.

"Forget it, it's just paper."

His original intention was to let her tear one up, but she didn't expect her to turn to the last page and start drawing.

"Now draw the number of the heroine Romeo." The squad leader fished out a piece of paper from the cardboard box, "Number 8."

Shen Qing looked up in astonishment when she heard the serial number.

The squad leader didn't see anyone responding for a long time, and asked repeatedly: "Who is No. 8?"

Shen Qing held up the note, "Me."

The squad leader's face darkened, but the lottery was open, so he could only secretly scold Shen Qing for his shit luck.

Xie Mingchao snapped his pen shut and looked at Shen Qing with deep eyes.

"you are happy?"

"Why are you unhappy?" She didn't know why, "It's my honor to be able to act in my favorite drama."

Of course he knew that she was happy for this, but what he cared about was the setting of the story, which included kissing the back of the hand.

When Xie Mingchao thought of the scene of a certain boy in his class holding up the back of Shen Qing's hand and kissing him reverently, he felt unhappy for a while.

He lost the desire to write questions, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at the blackboard indifferently.

Shen Qing's name has been written on it, and next is the hero Romeo.

"Squad leader, operate in the dark! Slap me! I am number 16!"

"Smack me! I'll help you on duty for a week!"

"Then half a month!"

"I am a month!"

"one semester!"

When the boys heard that the heroine had chosen Shen Qing, they all raised their hands to express their desire to be shady.

The squad leader already had a grudge against Shen Qing because of Xie Mingchao's eccentricity, but when he heard that they all turned towards her in unison, his mood became even worse.

"Shut up, the lottery is fair and open, and I will not bend the law for personal gain."

With such a voice, the booing boys all fell silent, but they still looked forward to the lucky one she would draw next.

"Because the lottery is drawn randomly, the male lead may not necessarily be a boy, maybe a girl may also have a chance," the squad leader tried to dampen their enthusiasm, "so don't have too much expectation."

She said that she had pulled out a note and opened it, "No. 5, who is No. 5?"

Shen Qing froze in astonishment, looked sideways at Xie Mingchao, "You?"

He said unhurriedly: "It's me."

Hearing Xie Mingchao's voice, the whole class was in an uproar.

"God, what is their fate?"

"Heavenly Chosen CP!"

"My eldest son and my eldest daughter-in-law have another chance to be in the same frame!"

"I really want to soul wear Xie Mingchao!"

"Who knows, the CP I knocked is going to be sugared!"

Shen Qing was still in a daze, "You...you want to play against me?"

Xie Mingchao sat relaxed, raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Why, the hero is me, you are not satisfied?"

She shook her head honestly: "Don't dare."

That was the dream of thousands of girls in Yunhe, how dare she say no.

Shen Qing is no longer in the mood to listen to the next character lottery, she is now so nervous that it is difficult to breathe.

It was a romantic drama. When Shen Qing thought of looking at Xie Mingchao affectionately, her heart beat violently, and even intensified.

She felt that she was going to die suddenly in a heartbeat in the next second.

Shen Qing took several deep breaths before she could forcefully suppress the hotness in her heart.

When sneaking a glance at Xie Mingchao, he was particularly calm, and his speed of brushing the questions increased.

This person doesn't take performing with her seriously at all, isn't he afraid that she will reappear from the perverted persona and do whatever she wants during the performance?

As soon as the evil thoughts popped up, Shen Qing pinched him out again seeing his concentration on studying, followed by a strong sense of guilt.

She kept hinting to herself: Shen Qing, you are a good young man, you can't have unreasonable thoughts about your friends!

Then she thought again, three good things, which three good things?Eat, sleep, and have fun?
The more Shen Qing thought about it, the more she felt that she was not a serious person, so she turned her attention to the painting just now.

She drew Lin Lin's portrait as a prank, and marked the word "clown" beside it.

Where she didn't notice, Xie Mingchao's ears were light pink.

Unexpectedly, he made a lot of mistakes when answering. Normally, he would only start writing after confirming the correct answer, but just now he only wanted to write down.

Xie Mingchao breathed a sigh of relief, and silently wrote "Li Sao" several times before he calmed down.

Throughout the night, Shen Qing felt jealous eyes from all directions.

As soon as the bell rang at the end of evening self-study, she quickly picked up her schoolbag and ran out the door.

Lin Lin just stood up to go to Shen Qing's seat, but found that she had run away without a trace.

Xie Mingchao packed up his things and was about to go home after finishing the questions, but Zhou Chen stopped him as soon as he reached the stairs.