About my hopeless brother and sister

However, the genius that you saw as an imaginary enemy, simply, didn't care about your challenge.

"Qin Lan... that... how do you usually... study ah..."

Wu Moxie gently pulled Qin Lan's corner and whispered.

There was a copy of David Copperfield spread out in front of her, and she was smiling awkwardly, perhaps sorting out the language. The pain of being pulled by Wu Moxie's corner was finally being felt by a second person as well.

"I haven't really studied hard, I guess... After all, I've got quite a lot on my plate, um... I have to put on makeup every morning and take care of my skin at night, so how could I possibly have time to study properly? "

Well, I can testify to that, to be reasonable, Qin Lan will study this though I believe it, but I definitely don't believe that she would have time to study properly on a regular basis, Qin Lan puts most of the effort on herself every day.

"Then... then how did you... take first place again Qin Lan..."

Wu Moxie looked at her unwillingly, her eyes looking straight at Qin Lan, who turned her head in embarrassment. A look of distress was sent to me.

Don't look at me, don't look at me, I've already been harassed by Wu Mo Xi in the morning, you're facing the same thing right now.

It would have been a good idea to have a little bit of a look at Xiang Zhe, but Xiang Zhe's appearance should be the most believable to Wu Moxi, Xiang Zhe daily games how can he study well, ask him how to study most likely will only answer a "ah, I don't know, I usually just play data ah, the day of the exam I still came back from the Internet café."

The first thing you need to know is how to get the right kind of data to be able to get the right kind of data to be able to get the right kind of data to be able to get the right kind of data.

And me, how am I supposed to have a good method...besides methods are something that varies from person to person, how can there be one method that fits everyone. And I'm a bit confused as to why Wu Moxie is in such a hurry, but reasonably speaking, seventh place isn't a bad result anymore.

"That... I'm not sure... I can only say that it's... luck."

Qin Lan smiled bitterly, looked at Wu Moxie, and replied.

Wu Moxie was stunned and gently let go of her grip on Qin Lan's corner, she shrank back to her seat and looked at the English book spread out in front of her, without saying a word.

"Yeah?... luck..."

Well...well...this kind of thing does have something to do with luck, but I also think that attributing all of your success to luck is an insult to someone like Wu Moxie who has been working hard? Are all their efforts no match for such misty luck? If it was a case of being completely crushed by strength, then perhaps it would still be comfortable to be discouraged, because who would feel resigned to the failure of something as ethereal as luck?

I looked at Wu Moxie who had her head down and gently raised her head to see Qin Lan looking at me as well. She looked at me and then looked at Wu Mo Xi.

Hey hey hey, don't push everything to me, okay, I'm not responsible for dealing with the aftermath for you, okay?

"Uh... that, how do I put it, Wu Moxie..."

Still, I spoke up.

"Learning this kind of thing, it's impossible for everyone to be the same. It's not like how to say that effort is completely useful for this kind of thing, but talent is also quite important. However, talent is not something that we can control, so there's no need to feel bad about it. Accomplishments are something that's pretty stupid in comparison."

Wu Moxie listened to my words, then raised her head and looked into my eyes, I met her eyes, and what I saw was not the shyness and fear that Wu Moxie used to have, this time I saw, instead, urgency and reluctance.

Does Wu Mo Xi also get anxious about one thing? Would she be upset about something too? Is she also anxious because she's not happy?

"So... then... Qin Feng, do you think that I... do I possess talent?!"

Wu Moxie's hand gripped mine fiercely and she looked at me and said in a higher tone than usual, nervously.

Of course you have a gift...your gift is to make it impossible for others to reject you...I don't know if you have a gift elsewhere, but I can say that you are too gifted when it comes to interpersonal relationships.

"Well...yes...I think Wu Moxie, too, is gifted."

That's the only way to say it at this point!

But I saw that there wasn't much belief in the way Wu Moxie looked at me.

Hey, hey, hey, I'm not very good at comforting people, don't you know that? That's about right, that's about right! And how could I know if you have a gift or not, I don't know you that well, and besides, this kind of gift can only be discovered by chance, right?

The preparatory bell for evening study finally rang, and Wu Mo Xi who was holding my hand finally let go of it. I let out a sigh of relief and stood up, packing up my backpack.

She also stood up and put her books back on the shelf, while Xiang Zhe, who hadn't finished a game, didn't move. Wu Moxie was a little embarrassed to hold the lock and looked at Xiang Zhe, who was wearing headphones, wondering if he should interrupt him. Of course, the current Xiang Zhe, even if you interrupt him, he won't care what you say.

I carried my backpack and said goodbye to Wu Moxie, just as Qin Lan also packed her bag and said goodbye.

The timing is a bit off, isn't it... reasonably, Qin Lan is usually faster than me....

Qin Lan and I walked out of the classroom side by side, Qin Lan didn't talk to me or make much eye contact with me. The pace didn't quicken to catch up with me, and soon we were able to lose the distance. It looked like it was really just a coincidence that Qin Lan was walking with me, leaving me a little disappointed....

Ahhhh! What am I disappointed about? My relationship with Qin Lan at school is fine as long as I don't get hated, and I'm very, very, very satisfied. The previous me...but there's no way I'm walking with Qin Lan.

The distance between me and Qin Lan was gradually thrown off, not that I was walking very fast, my gait speed should be considered slow among the boys in my class. It's because I'm lazy...so I can't speed up at all. However, there's another person waiting for me to go back and cook at home now, it was the chairman before, but now it's my cousin, so I have to speed up a bit.

Qin Lan, who was walking behind me, gradually couldn't hear her footsteps, and if I turned back, I probably wouldn't be able to see her face. It looks like today's Qin Lan is destined to be a mere coincidence.

Walking out of the school, I turned around and prepared to walk over towards home.

"Buzz..."

The mobile phone in the pocket vibrates violently, in fact, vibration of this kind of thing truly will not be felt, or, in the noisier times, can not be heard at all, this kind of vibration, answering the phone or reading text messages is really only depending on fate.

I picked up my phone, and it was a text message. At this time text messages are really rare, except for China Mobile will not be someone to send me a text message....

Does your chest hurt?

Only five words and a symbol.

But my chest is, really, a little achy....

The sender, Qin Lan....

This can't be a real curse...is it because I'm being held by Wu Moxie! Is that what this is about? What is this? Is this some kind of aboriginal or ghostly curse!

I felt goosebumps all over my body, and I suddenly somewhat understood that at that time, and at that time, because Wu Moxie was beside me, that weird, death-like stare, perhaps, really was... from... Qin Lan's bar....

Came to a supermarket near my home, well, there is no market near my home, only a large supermarket. After walking around inside, I felt something different, or rather, the atmosphere was a little different, and paid attention to the fact that the supermarket was hung with ribbons and pull-ups. The things sold nearest the entrance turned out to be chocolates, cookies, and the head of Santa Claus. The old man with the big nose in the hat looks at you and smiles.

The music that wasn't clear in the supermarket, at this point, can be heard, and it's a Merry Christmas song.

Ah...Christmas is less than a month away...It's time to get ready...Of course, to me, Christmas is meaningless, so it's time to get ready! Whatevs, I don't know what to prepare for. At school, Christmas is a holiday without much spirit, unless it's Christmas break.

For Xiang Zhe, Christmas is probably...game discounts....

I silently walked over to the freezer and looked at the vegetables and meat inside, for me, midterms and all, it really wasn't as interesting as these price tags in front of me.

Chapter 53 about the people around me who work hard and don't reciprocate (III)

"Cousin! Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

I put down my glass of milk, the cookies in it undulating up and down. After a pause, I looked at my cousin, who was yawning and ready to go back to bed, and said, "Didn't I tell you on Monday that I was going to the city gym tomorrow?"

"Ah...is that so? I forgot..." my cousin thought for a moment, then laughed and said, "Ahhh, well, since I remembered, you'll have to take me tomorrow, cousin."

"As long as you're up tomorrow." I turned my head and gripped the handle by the couch. The warrior on the screen continued to advance with his sword and shield in hand, a game worthy of Shakespeare's favorite game, where dying once required going back to the nearest resurrection point and losing all the souls on my body, and I was now in a state of running to pick up souls.

"Of course I can, even if it's tomorrow weekend, just as long as I can stay with my cousin!"