I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 51 Full Score Composition
Chen Jinzhi always seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking at a glance.

When Chu Qingmian was playing tricks, he would occasionally show a cunning expression like a fox.

But at best it was just a young, unintelligent, stupid little fox, the kind that would dive into the snow to find food.

But Chen Jinzhi is definitely a vixen who has been practicing for thousands of years. He has at least eight hundred tricks.

After coughing dryly, Su Chengyi still asked:
"...You didn't eat anything, did you throw it all away?"

Chen Jinzhi nodded and shook the coffee cup in his hand that was still one-third full.

"I don't eat anything in the morning. I drink a glass of iced Americano to reduce swelling."

"Wouldn't it hurt your stomach?"

Su Chengyi asked knowingly.

Because in his previous life, he suffered from stomach problems like this every day, and even the type of coffee was iced American.

"Of course it hurts, and it tastes terrible. Do you know what tastes worse than an iced Americano?"

“Hot Americano.”

Su Chengyi said this answer without even a second's hesitation.

Chen Jinzhi nodded approvingly.

Obviously everyone is a victim of hot American food. Not to mention the taste, it tastes more like Chinese medicine than Chinese medicine.

But the reason why I insist on drinking American style is because it is unpleasant and refreshing.

Chen Jinzhi just talked about reducing swelling. Is he already so focused on image management before he became an artist?

Su Chengyi just frowned, and Chen Jinzhi seemed to know what he was thinking again, and smiled at him reassuringly.

“The lens will distort a person’s face. It may look just right to the naked eye, but it will look swollen and ugly on camera.

Although I eat very little, my basic nutrition is still guaranteed. "

It must have been too hard. Su Chengyi couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

"After all, how can you have the energy to practice dancing if you don't eat enough?"

Speaking of this, Chen Jinzhi seemed to be lost in memories, with a hint of nostalgia in his expression.

Su Chengyi looked at the shadow cast by her thick eyelashes on her face, and vaguely guessed that she should still be the same trainee in her previous life when she was in Korea.

It's just that something happened midway, which prevented her from debuting in South Korea, but returned to China to take the art exam.

After a long time, Chen Jinzhi realized that he was distracted.

In a panic, she tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and cleared her throat, as if she wanted to find a new topic.

Su Chengyi saw all this and didn't ask any more questions, just nodded to her.

The other party was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, returning to his usual invulnerable look.

The two of them did seem to have some kind of silent understanding. Su Cheng thought that maybe they really knew each other somewhere.

If we don’t know each other from past lives, then let’s go to past lives.

On the other side, Zou Lian was surrounded by a group of people and was forced to act until he became very distracted.

Just when he was about to have an attack, the fat man in the front row suddenly came over with something as if he had made up his mind.

He took these few steps to show off the momentum of a superhero saving the world, and then showed everyone the treasure in his hand:
Half-eaten the remaining steamed bun.

"I'm going to save this for you to eat between classes."

Zou Lian looked at the white-faced steamed bun that had been chewed a few times. There were even residual teeth marks on it. This damn fat man was actually planning to feed himself such a thing?

It was so disgusting that he suddenly felt nauseous.

The girl next to him saw that he was so serious that he started retching, so she stamped her feet anxiously.

"Squad leader, what should we do? Let's take him to the infirmary?"

Chu Qingmian's expression also became serious, and she nodded.

"Wang Hu, please send classmate Zou Lian to the infirmary first. I'll go tell Teacher Li and ask her to contact her parents." Wang Hu is the name of the little fat man who just gave the steamed buns as a friendly gift. He readily agreed. When he got down, he reached out to help Zou Lian, who was lying on the table.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Zou Lian, he threw it away with disgust on his face. Wang Hu's hand suddenly froze in mid-air in embarrassment.

Su Chengyi folded his hands and looked at it now, and he had roughly guessed that Zou Lian was just acting.

Is this a drama queen?
It's okay to pretend to have stomach problems, but be careful if you really get sick.

Su Chengyi cherishes the healthy intestines and stomach in his body and will never joke about it.

Feeling the somewhat frozen atmosphere around him, Zou Lian realized that his subconscious actions had exposed his true inner thoughts.

He quickly put on a smile to smooth things over:

"I'm sorry, classmate Wang Hu, I just did it unintentionally.

It's been hurting for so long that my mind is a little confused. Now it seems that the pain is over and it's okay. Don't worry, I'll just drink some hot water and it'll be fine. "

Wang Hu shook his head and said he didn't mind.

Others saw that he was about to die just now, and for a short period of time he acted like a normal person. Although they felt a little strange in their hearts, no one thought much about it and they all dispersed.

Poor acting.

Su Chengyi finished watching the scene and just took out a chemistry paper when Wang Tingting walked in with a stack of papers in her arms.

She seemed to be in a good mood. Different from her usual smiling tiger temperament, her smile today seemed sincere.

"Students, stop whatever you are doing."

She inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and called up the Chinese test paper from the last placement test on the big screen.

“The students sitting here now all did very well in the last Chinese language exam.

Students who usually have good grades have maintained their previous level this time and even made some progress.”

At this point, Wang Tingting's encouraging eyes naturally went to Chu Qingmian.

Su Chengyi's eyes also followed Wang Tingting to the back of Chu Qingmian. Although she failed in science and comprehensive this time, she still ranked first in the grade in the strong subject Chinese, which was higher than her own extraordinary performance.

Wang Tingting Zhuangruo accidentally glanced at the cup of milk tea that Chu Qingmian was holding in her hand. She had been holding this cup of milk tea for a long time, and it was impossible for anyone to ignore it.

Hmm, it looks familiar.

She glanced at Su Chengyi in the back row again, who quickly looked away as soon as he looked at her.

Today's children still say "I want to drink milk tea so much", which is really good.

Su Chengyi secretly complained in his heart, now it's better, one more person knows the truth.

Fortunately, Wang Tingting did not use her usual insinuations to tease herself. She just pushed up her glasses and continued talking about the serious topic.

".And there are some students who perform exceptionally well. This time there is a student in our class who has perfect scores in composition. Do you know who they are?"

"do not know--"

The students replied in a long voice.

Is there anything you don’t know about this, Chu Qingmian.

Su Chengyi held her chin and thought, her score was so high, it would only make sense if she got a perfect score for her essay.

Even if you copy reading comprehension questions according to the standard answers, it is impossible to deduct only a few points.

Obviously he was not the only one who had this idea. Wang Hu quickly raised his hands and asked loudly:
"Teacher, are you the monitor?"

Wang Tingting squinted her eyes and smiled,
"That's right, Chu Qingmian got perfect marks. Please give my class representative a round of applause to show your support."

Chu Qingmian lowered her head in embarrassment. This was strange. When she was praised by Wang Tingting in the past, she always held her head high and looked like she would give her up.

"But, this time there are two people in our class who got perfect marks in their essays? There is another one, guess who it is?"

　We are already halfway successful, come on, come on, I wish all the candidates good luck in the exam!

　　(Pep talk from Mianmian(=ω)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)