My wife is a sword fairy

The third class ended soon, and it was time to go home from school.

Meng Qiaoqiao walked up to Zhao Qingzheng's side and asked, "Your notebook is very interesting, can you lend it to me for a night? I'll return it to you tomorrow morning."

Zhao Qingzheng's notebook records the books he has read and the deciphering of the deep meaning in the books, such as "Legend of Chu Liuxiang & #8226; Midnight Orchid", which is a mysterious story, but he wrote his own unique The introduction, and the analysis of the ending of the story by citing Gu Long's consistent writing techniques, as well as some analysis and opinions of Lu Xun's novels.It's hard to imagine that this notebook was written by a high school student!

Meng Qiaoqiao was shocked. If Zhao Qingzheng hadn't memorized the "Book of Changes" in class just now, and could even explain it, she would definitely think that these analysis and views were copied from some master.The impression of Zhao Qingzheng has changed a lot, and I really admire it.

Zhao Qingzheng nodded, took his test paper, and said, "Yes."

Meng Qiaoqiao said, "Did you write all those notes by yourself?"

Zhao Qingzheng said: "Of course, I don't have the diligence to copy other people's work."

After Meng Qiaoqiao heard this, she still felt a little unbelievable, Zhao Qingzheng must have read too many books!

Zhao Qingzheng said: "I'm going home, do you want to go together?"

Meng Qiaoqiao said: "Okay, I happen to have some questions to ask you."

The two walked out of the school side by side, attracting many people's attention. One is a top student in the school, even a school beauty, and the other is the most famous poor student in the school. How could these two be together?Is this a flower stuck in cow dung?It's just unbelievable...

Seeing this scene, Wu Wentao couldn't help frowning, the fire of jealousy was burning in his heart.

Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't help asking: "Why have you read so many books? It's amazing, it seems that you have an opinion on every book."

Zhao Qingzheng said: "When reading a book, it is natural to read it carefully. Once you read it, you will naturally have insights. When a hundred people read the same book, they will have a hundred different ideas. However, some ideas are rubbish. Some ideas are the essence. What you need to do is to extract the essence of your ideas, polish them, and then turn them into your own knowledge.”

Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't help but nodded, and asked again: "Did you love reading since you were a child?"

Zhao Qingzheng said: "That's not true, it's because my grandfather pressured me to read, memorize, write and so on since I was a child. After a long time, these things have been integrated into my bones, and I can't get rid of them even if I shake them."

Meng Qiaoqiao said: "Then why have you been deliberately doing so badly in the exam for the past three years?"

Zhao Qingzheng put his hands behind his head, and said lightly: "That's because I'm lazy, too lazy to take the exam, and I'm dissatisfied with Huaxia's education."

Meng Qiaoqiao didn't find it strange after hearing this. Geniuses usually have some eccentricities.

Meng Qiaoqiao asked strangely, "Then why do you suddenly want to study again?"

Zhao Qingzheng suddenly smiled and said: "Because of you, your study is so good, and you are so high above, it is not easy to get close to you!"

"Pooh!"

Meng Qiaoqiao blushed slightly, and said: "You can talk nonsense, if you talk like that again, I will ignore you."

Zhao Qingzheng smiled, and did not continue to tease Meng Qiaoqiao, but spoke honestly.

Meng Qiaoqiao seemed to be very curious about this suddenly rising genius, so there were always a lot of questions, and Zhao Qingzheng answered them honestly.

"Hey, today the bike was crashed and almost got into an accident. I don't ride a bike anymore, I'll just take the bus." Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't help but feel lingering fear when thinking about what happened at noon.

"You just say it's over if it's stolen? You have to tell the truth." Zhao Qingzheng smiled.

"Yeah!" Meng Qiaoqiao nodded, "It's better to tell a lie, otherwise, you'll definitely be talked about."

"Which bus do you take?" Meng Qiaoqiao asked.

"I don't need to go home, I rented a house nearby for the convenience of studying, hehe!"

"Oh! Then work hard, and see you at the evening self-study." A [-]th Road just stopped, and Meng Qiaoqiao said hello and got on the car and left.

Zhao Qingzheng was touching his chin, thinking: "It seems that I am very attractive, but I have been diving for too long, so that others have forgotten me. Come on, go home and read a book, today is the history self-study late, history I can't afford to offend Mr. Miejue Shitai...Hurry up and go home to cook for Lord Sword Immortal, and then learn the technique of holding the body."

Back at the residence, Ming Xiyue was watching TV on the sofa. She leaned on the back of the sofa and stepped on the sofa with both feet.

Her feet were delicate, delicate, attractive and sexy, and she was so engrossed in watching TV that Zhao Qingzheng couldn't help but want to pounce on her and kiss her.But Zhao Qingzheng knew that these impulsive things were absolutely unacceptable, and if Lord Sword Immortal got annoyed, any trick would make him want to die.

"You're back." Ming Xiyue said without turning her head, still watching the TV.

"Well, you're hungry, I'm going to cook." Zhao Qingzheng said.

With that said, he walked into the kitchen and started making troubles.

Zhao Qingzheng sighed secretly: "Grandma, when I was young, I cooked for the slacker old man, and now I finally fell in love with a beautiful woman, but I still want to cook for this beautiful woman... Sigh, to lock a woman's heart, Still have to lock her stomach? It's a bit embarrassing for a big man like me to cook for women every day!"

Thinking about it, Ming Xiyue also walked into the kitchen and said, "I'll help you choose dishes."

Saying that, he took a bag of peas from Zhao Qingzheng's hand, took the plate and walked out.

Zhao Qingzheng secretly smiled, and said in his heart: "Hehe, it seems that Xiyue still loves me! It's always good to have a good beginning."

During the meal, Zhao Qingzheng put some vegetables into Ming Xiyue's bowl, and Ming Xiyue didn't resist.

What he has to do now is to let Ming Xiyue gradually get used to his presence and his considerate care, and by then, she will not be able to do without Zhao Qingzheng.

Ming Xiyue asked: "Do you still have classes tonight?"

Zhao Qingzheng said: "Yes, there are two and a half hours of evening self-study at night, and you will be back at about ten o'clock. If you feel sleepy, go to bed first, there is no need to wait for me."

Ming Xiyue nodded, then suddenly smiled and said, "I won't wait for you!"

Zhao Qingzheng cried out sadly, and said, "You are really so heartless! At least make me a bowl of supper to thank me for taking care of me for so long!"

Ming Xiyue pinched her chin and said, "Well...you can consider it."

Zhao Qingzheng laughed, but didn't take it seriously, the two of them chatted and finished their meal.

"After I finish washing the dishes, I'll take you out for a stroll." Zhao Qing said as he was packing up the dishes.

"Okay. It's good to go out and have a look." Ming Xiyue said softly.

Zhao Qingzheng quickly packed the dishes, changed his clothes, and said, "Let's go, let's go shopping."

For shopping, Ming Xiyue seems to like it a little bit, it seems that women can't escape this magic obstacle, they all love shopping in shopping malls.

Ming Xiyue put on a pair of cropped jeans, a pair of sneakers on her feet, a vest on her upper body, and a plaid shirt on the outside.

This kind of her doesn't look like a fairy from the fairy world at all, but rather looks like a young beauty who can dress up very well.