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Chapter 554 Lin Qingyou: "How can I have a knife?"
Chapter 554 Lin Qingyou: "How can I have a knife?"
Old Xu's weather forecast is very accurate.
On Monday, Xiangzhou City ushered in the first snow this winter.
The snow in the south is not as heavy as that in the north. The wind is gentle, the rain is gentle, and even the snow is gentle. However, Xiangzhou is near the sea and there are many rivers in the city. When it snows, it cannot stop for a few days.
This year's snow lasted longer than usual, falling intermittently from mid-December to Christmas Eve.
Jing Xing looked out through the window, the sky was gloomy, dark clouds covered the sky, the rivers and seas in the distance were filled with mist, and the air was full of damp and bitter atmosphere.
The world is in a dark twilight.
Another year of cold winter.
Lin Qingyou wrapped herself up like a bear about to hibernate, covering her whole body tightly, except for her two eyes for seeing the way.
Winter in the south is far more difficult than in the north.
Although the temperature in Lecheng is low, every household has heaters. When I’m at home, it’s so hot that I only wear short sleeves.
It's different here in Xiangzhou. Winter's attacks on people have their own magical attributes.
The damp and cold air drilled into the bone crevices along every pore, like an ice crystal suddenly exploded on the surface of the skin, and each piece of flying debris penetrated deep into the bottom layer of the skin.
Putting on the scarf, Lin Qingyou stood up from her seat and called Jing Xing back: "Jing Xing, shall we go?"
Jing Xing responded, picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair, and followed her to the outside of the classroom.
The corridors of the No. [-] Middle School are also equipped with central air conditioners with automatic temperature control. The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the classrooms is not large, but after leaving the teaching building, the temperature dropped immediately.
Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao were already waiting at the side entrance of the teaching building.
Seeing them coming down, Du Mingyu waved to them, and then walked to the school gate side by side.
"By the way, monitor, did Lao Xu say how many apples he bought?" Xu Changhao asked.
Jing Xing said casually, "One for each person, including the teachers of various subjects, there are about fifty or sixty."
Du Mingyu answered, "Buy more. If you have more, you can distribute them to others. If you don't have less, it will be bad."
Old Xu is really a strange person.
He's very, very ritualistic.
Whenever there is a holiday, he must give the students in the class a holiday, and he must also give them small gifts.
Whether it is a big festival or a small festival, gifts and red envelopes will definitely be sent.
Lin Qingyou has been studying for more than ten years since she was a child, but she has never seen such a ritualistic teacher.
Even on Ching Ming Festival, Lao Xu gave them a broom and reminded them gently to remember to sweep the grave.
Oh, and he gave everyone a tree on Arbor Day.
No, today was Christmas Eve, and Lao Xu paid out of his own pocket again, asking them to buy some apples, and then everyone "loved each other" and ate them together in the self-study class.
Obviously it was a trick to coax children, but Lao Xu never tired of playing it.
It seems that he really treats them all as his own children.
After leaving the school gate, there is a bus stop opposite.
While waiting for the bus, Lin Qingyou and Jing Xing went shopping at the nearby drink shop.
Du Mingyu recalled inappropriately last year, when his dear monitor brought him back a huge ice cream cup, but out of fear of the school bully, he could only smash his teeth and swallow blood in his stomach.
In the bleak wind and cold rain, he swallowed ice cream in his stomach mouthful, and his whole body was frozen like a fool.
Not wanting to experience this nightmare memory again, Du Mingyu shuddered and stopped Jing Xing with a strong desire to survive: "Squad leader!"
Jing Xing turned around.
Du Mingyu's voice directly yelled out the tragedy of a strong man breaking his wrist.
"Squad leader, can I..." Du Mingyu swallowed, and bravely put forward his request, "No more ice cream?"
Jing Xing raised his eyes slightly: "Didn't you like to eat last year?"
He ate so vigorously that his lips turned white from the cold and he refused to throw it away. He even took a big mouthful of it as if showing off.
At that moment, Jing Xing really felt that his mind was not working well.
"Actually, that's not the case." Du Mingyu carefully considered his words, racking his brains to think of what he should say to make Jing Xing more acceptable and reduce his chances of being beaten, "The reason why I ate so hard last year , because...well, because I'm afraid of being beaten."
Jing Xing: "?"
Du Mingyu rubbed his head, and said honestly: "Because you bought that ice cream cup, I'm afraid that if I can't finish it, you will be upset, and then you will push me to the ground and beat me up."
Jing Xing: "..."
Well, at least this fact proves that Du Mingyu is not really mentally ill.
There is a big supermarket not far from No. [-] Middle School, and it is only four stops away by bus.
After getting off the car, the four of them split up. Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao went to the supermarket to buy apples, while Jing Xing Lin Qingyou went to the dessert shop to buy cakes.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and they will have a holiday for the weekend, so Lao Xu will give them Christmas in advance, so this time, in addition to buying Ping An fruit, there is also a task of buying cakes.
Du Mingyu stood at the entrance of the supermarket and chatted with Jing Xing. Lin Qingyou was afraid of the cold, so after talking to Jing Xing, she walked towards a dessert shop ten steps away.
Pushing open the door of the dessert shop, the heat from the air conditioner came in, dispelling the chill in the whole body in an instant, and the voice-activated doll hanging at the door shouted a welcome in time.
The boy in the clerk's uniform heard the voice, glanced towards the door, quickly put down the tray in his hand, and came up to him.
Lin Qingyou glanced into the house, before taking two steps, she was stopped by the boy: "Beauty, I'm sorry, you can't come in."
Lin Qingyou: "?"
The first time I entered a dessert shop, I was stopped by someone.
What, seeing her in school uniform, so you think she can't afford it?
Lin Qingyou stopped where she was, and looked up at him.
The boy didn't look very old, only about fifteen or sixteen years old, he was born delicate and delicate, with a bit of childishness in his eyes, but there was an inexplicable naughty smile in his raised smile. mean.
While Lin Qingyou looked at him, she made a comment on him - a young boy in the second stage of middle school.
"Why can't I come in?" she asked.
The boy replied solemnly: "Because you have controlled knives, it is easy to hurt people."
After hearing this, a question mark slowly appeared in Lin Qingyou's head.
WTF?
knives?
When did she bring a knife?
"I don't have a knife." She said in a daze.
The boy has a serious expression: "Because of your beauty, you will become a knife that stabs others."
"..."
(End of this chapter)
Old Xu's weather forecast is very accurate.
On Monday, Xiangzhou City ushered in the first snow this winter.
The snow in the south is not as heavy as that in the north. The wind is gentle, the rain is gentle, and even the snow is gentle. However, Xiangzhou is near the sea and there are many rivers in the city. When it snows, it cannot stop for a few days.
This year's snow lasted longer than usual, falling intermittently from mid-December to Christmas Eve.
Jing Xing looked out through the window, the sky was gloomy, dark clouds covered the sky, the rivers and seas in the distance were filled with mist, and the air was full of damp and bitter atmosphere.
The world is in a dark twilight.
Another year of cold winter.
Lin Qingyou wrapped herself up like a bear about to hibernate, covering her whole body tightly, except for her two eyes for seeing the way.
Winter in the south is far more difficult than in the north.
Although the temperature in Lecheng is low, every household has heaters. When I’m at home, it’s so hot that I only wear short sleeves.
It's different here in Xiangzhou. Winter's attacks on people have their own magical attributes.
The damp and cold air drilled into the bone crevices along every pore, like an ice crystal suddenly exploded on the surface of the skin, and each piece of flying debris penetrated deep into the bottom layer of the skin.
Putting on the scarf, Lin Qingyou stood up from her seat and called Jing Xing back: "Jing Xing, shall we go?"
Jing Xing responded, picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair, and followed her to the outside of the classroom.
The corridors of the No. [-] Middle School are also equipped with central air conditioners with automatic temperature control. The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the classrooms is not large, but after leaving the teaching building, the temperature dropped immediately.
Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao were already waiting at the side entrance of the teaching building.
Seeing them coming down, Du Mingyu waved to them, and then walked to the school gate side by side.
"By the way, monitor, did Lao Xu say how many apples he bought?" Xu Changhao asked.
Jing Xing said casually, "One for each person, including the teachers of various subjects, there are about fifty or sixty."
Du Mingyu answered, "Buy more. If you have more, you can distribute them to others. If you don't have less, it will be bad."
Old Xu is really a strange person.
He's very, very ritualistic.
Whenever there is a holiday, he must give the students in the class a holiday, and he must also give them small gifts.
Whether it is a big festival or a small festival, gifts and red envelopes will definitely be sent.
Lin Qingyou has been studying for more than ten years since she was a child, but she has never seen such a ritualistic teacher.
Even on Ching Ming Festival, Lao Xu gave them a broom and reminded them gently to remember to sweep the grave.
Oh, and he gave everyone a tree on Arbor Day.
No, today was Christmas Eve, and Lao Xu paid out of his own pocket again, asking them to buy some apples, and then everyone "loved each other" and ate them together in the self-study class.
Obviously it was a trick to coax children, but Lao Xu never tired of playing it.
It seems that he really treats them all as his own children.
After leaving the school gate, there is a bus stop opposite.
While waiting for the bus, Lin Qingyou and Jing Xing went shopping at the nearby drink shop.
Du Mingyu recalled inappropriately last year, when his dear monitor brought him back a huge ice cream cup, but out of fear of the school bully, he could only smash his teeth and swallow blood in his stomach.
In the bleak wind and cold rain, he swallowed ice cream in his stomach mouthful, and his whole body was frozen like a fool.
Not wanting to experience this nightmare memory again, Du Mingyu shuddered and stopped Jing Xing with a strong desire to survive: "Squad leader!"
Jing Xing turned around.
Du Mingyu's voice directly yelled out the tragedy of a strong man breaking his wrist.
"Squad leader, can I..." Du Mingyu swallowed, and bravely put forward his request, "No more ice cream?"
Jing Xing raised his eyes slightly: "Didn't you like to eat last year?"
He ate so vigorously that his lips turned white from the cold and he refused to throw it away. He even took a big mouthful of it as if showing off.
At that moment, Jing Xing really felt that his mind was not working well.
"Actually, that's not the case." Du Mingyu carefully considered his words, racking his brains to think of what he should say to make Jing Xing more acceptable and reduce his chances of being beaten, "The reason why I ate so hard last year , because...well, because I'm afraid of being beaten."
Jing Xing: "?"
Du Mingyu rubbed his head, and said honestly: "Because you bought that ice cream cup, I'm afraid that if I can't finish it, you will be upset, and then you will push me to the ground and beat me up."
Jing Xing: "..."
Well, at least this fact proves that Du Mingyu is not really mentally ill.
There is a big supermarket not far from No. [-] Middle School, and it is only four stops away by bus.
After getting off the car, the four of them split up. Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao went to the supermarket to buy apples, while Jing Xing Lin Qingyou went to the dessert shop to buy cakes.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and they will have a holiday for the weekend, so Lao Xu will give them Christmas in advance, so this time, in addition to buying Ping An fruit, there is also a task of buying cakes.
Du Mingyu stood at the entrance of the supermarket and chatted with Jing Xing. Lin Qingyou was afraid of the cold, so after talking to Jing Xing, she walked towards a dessert shop ten steps away.
Pushing open the door of the dessert shop, the heat from the air conditioner came in, dispelling the chill in the whole body in an instant, and the voice-activated doll hanging at the door shouted a welcome in time.
The boy in the clerk's uniform heard the voice, glanced towards the door, quickly put down the tray in his hand, and came up to him.
Lin Qingyou glanced into the house, before taking two steps, she was stopped by the boy: "Beauty, I'm sorry, you can't come in."
Lin Qingyou: "?"
The first time I entered a dessert shop, I was stopped by someone.
What, seeing her in school uniform, so you think she can't afford it?
Lin Qingyou stopped where she was, and looked up at him.
The boy didn't look very old, only about fifteen or sixteen years old, he was born delicate and delicate, with a bit of childishness in his eyes, but there was an inexplicable naughty smile in his raised smile. mean.
While Lin Qingyou looked at him, she made a comment on him - a young boy in the second stage of middle school.
"Why can't I come in?" she asked.
The boy replied solemnly: "Because you have controlled knives, it is easy to hurt people."
After hearing this, a question mark slowly appeared in Lin Qingyou's head.
WTF?
knives?
When did she bring a knife?
"I don't have a knife." She said in a daze.
The boy has a serious expression: "Because of your beauty, you will become a knife that stabs others."
"..."
(End of this chapter)
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