Sylvie and Her New Owner

At this time, the subway is probably going to be crowded.

Seeing that Sikongqing had no intention of going out, Hill was embarrassed to mention it. He hid in the bed, kicked left and right on the ground, making a rustling sound, and when he got out of the bed, his pajamas had changed to school uniforms.

When they walked out of the room, the house was quiet. Before Grandpa, Grandma and Sister Ying got up, they walked into the washroom in a low voice and started brushing their teeth one by one by the washbasin.

uh... sharing a mirror again...

Hill took a sip of water, gurgling echoing in his mouth, without the ambiguous atmosphere when blowing his hair, and now he has a whole old-fashioned wife pattern-of course, this is just Hill's imagination.

Last night... nothing happened.

Hill really didn't know whether he was happy or regretful.Maybe subconsciously, she really hoped what Si Kongqing did to her last night, and she didn't have to bear the almost breathless pressure.But if this idea shows up a little, she will be severely suppressed by herself. Such a selfish and despicable idea, leaving everything to Si Kongqing to bear, even if she finally gets her wish, she will feel that she is not worthy of this relationship.

Just think she is conceited - Hill doesn't want to lose her confidence because of her transformation, let alone lose her responsibility because of being loved. If she has to confess her heart, she has countless reasons to stand in front of Si Kongqing.

She must never be criticized for herself.

The two went out, squeezed the subway for a while, and finally reached the door of the school.Still empty, Hill pointed to the powder shop on the side of the road and suggested, "How about eating powder?"

Si Kongqing looked at the students coming and going, eating noodles in front of so many people... It was a little different from the cafeteria.Although she was more inclined to skip breakfast, she nodded in the end.

Small shop, but there are many students.Everyone hurriedly ate breakfast, but also noticed the extra beauty in the store.The two girls with one long and one short hair sat together and chatted and laughed affectionately. Even the noodles in their bowls became a lot delicious. They buried their heads and took a bite. Then they looked up at the beauty. Hey, they ate so fast.

Then the boys drank soup.

It's just that the long-haired girl didn't know what to say, and the short-haired girl almost dropped her chopsticks, took a few bites, and then dragged her companion away in a hurry.

What Si Kongqing said at the time was:

"Have you written your homework?"

Hill almost choked, she forgot she still had homework!It's all because of the overstimulation last night, how can I care about homework.

"I didn't write it..." Hill wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Si Kongqing hopefully, "Did you write it?"

"Write it down." Si Kongqing took out a piece of paper and wiped the oil from his mouth, but there was no more text.

"Lend me to copy it!" Hill was overjoyed and saved!

"No." Si Kongqing's mouth twitched, as if he had a bargaining chip.

"I can't help you!" Hill wailed. The teachers in the key classes couldn't be more strict. If she dared not hand in your homework and pointed you out to the public, she wouldn't want to be so embarrassed.But Sikongqing refused to lend her, presumably he was brewing up an idea to play tricks on her, how could he be so passive all the time!Suddenly, Hill had an idea, pretending to be in a low voice, but muttering in a way that Si Kongqing could hear:

"Then I'll ask Xia Yingzhen to borrow..."

Sikongqing's brows twitched, Hill seems to have become smarter?Things didn't go the way she thought.She thought about it and added:

"She is the squad leader and will lead by example. You should not expect her to be better."

"Then I'll ask Mu Ci to borrow..." Hill threw out Wang Zhan.

have to.

This time, Si Kongqing conceded defeat.

"I'll borrow you." She took a deep breath and looked at the girl in front of her, Hill... It seems that it's not the same.Less bunny-like air, more cunning like a little fox, like quietly adding a rock candy to milk, the surprising sweetness made Si Kongqing like it very much.

"Hehe." Hill smiled smugly and dragged Sikong Qing to the school. Time was running out, so she had to finish her homework in the early morning.

When they arrived in the classroom, there were already diligent classmates who ran morning exercises, nibbled bread and started morning reading, in stark contrast to Hill, who asked Si Kongqing for homework with a shy face.Although he has only been in this class for a few days, Hill's popularity is surprisingly high - the specific expression is that everyone, whether boys or girls, is willing to greet her.Hill sat down and started writing, Mu Ci poured instant noodles into her mouth, wondering:

"Whose homework did you copy?"

The delicate handwriting is pleasing to the eye, and it can even be copied. Only then did Hill notice that Sikongqing had a good handwriting - understandable, after all, growing up with such a high-quality grandfather, even if Sikongqing said she could write Oracle, Hill would believe it. .

"I won't tell you." Hill pressed the homework under his own notebook. After all, Sikongqing was a study committee member. It would be bad to borrow the homework from his classmates and pass it on to the teacher's ears. Don't want to resign.

"Che, who can't guess," Mu Ci guessed with determination that he was bound to win, "Si Kongqing."

"I know and ask."

Hill gave him a roll of eyes.

"Hey, what's your relationship with her?" Mu Ci pretended to open the book and asked curiously in a low voice, "I heard that you two go home together every day."

Hill was expressionless, tilted his head and looked at his tablemate, "You guys are so gossipy."

She said, but suddenly stopped - bah bah, what you boys!

Hill was inexplicably sad, while Mu Ci was confused, and was a little embarrassed to be told gossip.It's true that boys don't usually gossip, but that's because they usually discuss games, games, and games.Really at night, especially when talking about girls, one is definitely more excited than one.

So many male paparazzi, not without reason.

Mu Ci is also a victim of boys' gossip. When school started, everyone laughed at him for not having the same table. As a result, when this Monday arrived, the brothers turned their faces and denounced him for having bad luck.Then the lights in the bedroom were turned off, and everyone started a discussion that was higher than their enthusiasm for learning—

"Hey, who do you think is the prettiest girl in the class?"

"XXX, who do you like? Say it, we promise not to tell anyone else."

Believe you are a ghost.

His new roommate was like a little white flower, and few boys would not be tempted.However, everyone is the top of the school carefully selected, and learning is always the first task. Everyone knows that, so there is still no sign of puppy love.

Even if there was, they were strangled to death in the cradle by themselves.

However, the number of boys who couldn't stand the other classes suddenly passed the back door more often.

Copying the homework is not too much trouble, Hill pondered, and did not intend to avoid Mu Ci's question. Someone would always ask about her relationship with Si Kongqing.

"Si Kongqing is my sister."

She answered succinctly.

Mu Ci's hand paused, sister?He was surprised because they both had different surnames.One has the surname Sikong, the other is simply more strange.

——It seems that it may be a reorganization of the family.

Everyone knows that Sikong's family is rich, and Sikong Ruoshui's name is still written on the door of the laboratory he donated.So... his roommate is the ex-husband's child brought by the divorced mother?

It's a really complicated family, Mu Ci sighed, and it's rare for them to have such a good relationship as sisters.

But what they see may only be superficial.

What kind of rich and powerful families have a lot of right and wrong, scramble for property, sisters turn against each other... Even he couldn't help sweating for Hill, how could this girl be Sikongqing's opponent?

Hey, I just hope... Si Kongqing won't be the kind of cold-blooded and ruthless person.

Chapter 51：活动室

"Speaking of which," Mu Ci looked at the time, and it was about time to collect homework. The teachers would take advantage of the morning to finish the homework, and then hand it out during class to talk about difficult problems, while Hill's progress was worrying. "You didn't do your homework, so you were busy updating last night, right?"

Hill hurriedly made a "shh" gesture. There was a boy in front of her. She didn't want to be discovered by her classmates to write a book again.Although a little ashamed, because she didn't update at all last night, she still nodded cheekily:

"Yeah, Calvin was last night."

"No wonder," Mu Ci thought for a while, "but learning is more important."

"Yes……"

"But why did you write that Nalan Yanran likes Yun Yun?" Mu Ci's eyes were full of curiosity, "I thought she would also be brought into the harem by Xiao Yan."

In response to him, Hill made the gesture of silence again and more forcefully, and stared at him fiercely——

Can we stop talking about this topic?

It's just that which pot is not opened and which pot is raised.

Did you tell him that he had replaced Nalan Yanran and wanted to break the Yun Yun, who was Si Kongqing's incarnation?Just look at the lily and it's exciting, don't ask, it's just nonsense.

Fortunately, Ban Yun entered the classroom in time to help her out.

"Classmates," Ban Yun habitually pushed his glasses, and his calm and arrogant aura made the class quickly quiet down, "the school will hold an art festival before the National Day holiday at the end of this month, if you have any program recommendations, please let me know what you think. Literary and art committee members, let's make a decision these days, and then hurry up to rehearse."

Arts festival!

These three words made the whole class excited.

Although many people have experienced it in junior high school, it is nothing more than that each class puts on a show and performs on the stage in turn. The Spring Festival Gala with higher gold content is now disliked by everyone, but the art festival is different - this kind of activity mixed with the sense of honor of the class makes every Everyone is in high spirits.Are they watching the show?No - well still watch it, but more important is the class comparisons and the familiar faces on stage or funny, or brilliant performances.

Who wouldn't look forward to the thought that the buddies who used to flirt with each other or the goddess and goddess whom you had a crush on and longed for might perform on stage?

And the rival class next door has never lost in military training and tug-of-war, let alone this time!

While the teacher explained the rules, Hill quickly copied the homework.She still misses the art festival very much. After all, after arriving at the university, the class management is loose, and such activities will hardly happen again. The only thing that makes her uneasy is that she may not be able to escape the fate of performing on stage.

After all, neither teacher nor classmate will let the most beautiful girl in the class sit down and waste resources.[-]% of Sikongqing would not participate, so the pressure came to her.

Sure enough, as soon as the self-study started, the art committee came to Hill's desk and looked at her eagerly:

"Sylvie classmate..."

Hill felt chills all over, did the show find her before it was confirmed?

The art committee member was a girl named Tang Guo. She sang a song on the podium when she was running for election, and was elected with high votes after killing all the rhetoric of the previous candidates. Obviously, she was not a simple person.

Tang Guo's thinking is very clear. As a very competitive literary committee member, her responsibility is to make the second class achieve good results in the art festival.As for what is a good grade?It's not the exact ranking of first or second, but a better grade than the first class is called a good grade.

If you want to make an analogy, it's like the so-called "team battle can be lost, XX must die".

Tang Guo knew very well that for this kind of team activity, there must be not many students who took the initiative to sign up for such a top class like them.Rehearsal takes a lot of time for self-study, and when you think about your own rehearsal, the Xueba is still studying, and you will be extremely terrified.Therefore, the selection of candidates basically depends on the teacher's face-to-face hand-picking and the class cadres who visit the cottage.Xia Yingzhen can't count on it. The woman who is the president of the student union will appear as the host. In Tang Guo's plan, Hill will be able to participate in any program. Even just being a vase can raise the judges' ratings. .

"Can you tell me about our show..." Hill sighed, avoiding the first day of the first day but not the fifteenth day. Instead of letting Ban Yun persuade her, it's better to enjoy the event.

Tang Guo's eyes lit up. I didn't expect this beautiful new classmate to be so easy to invite. Seeing that she is usually very lively, she must be very talented in acting, right?

"At the moment, we are considering dramas, sketches, folk dances..." She counted with her fingers, what poetry recitation, chorus and other low-level programs were all knocked out, making the judges fall asleep and still want to win the award? "There are a lot of shows, but we tentatively scheduled a costume drama, "Assassin Nie Yinniang"."

Tang Guo has a lot of careful thinking. "The Assassin Nie Yinniang" is an elective text for their language. Since it is not included in the college entrance examination syllabus, the teachers have not taught it. As long as it is used as a program, first of all, the judges and the principal of the Education Bureau will be obtained. Their impression score - well, the students in this class put what they have learned into practice, and integrate the content of the textbook into their lives... What, or an experimental class?That must be a high score!

"So..." Hill was shocked, "Want me to play Nie Yinniang?!"

Although I'm ready to star in the vase, isn't it too exciting to be the protagonist?

"Come on!" Tang Guo patted Hill on the shoulder, she believed that Hill could support the beauty of ancient costumes, "You can!"

She looked up and down. Hill was not tall, but she seemed to have a thin waist and long legs. Her soft face was full of expressions, not like Sikongqing's iceberg. She had no burden of being an assassin on her chest, and her cheerful disposition had a hint of boyishness. What's more, Hill doesn't wear glasses!

How can there be glasses for acting in ancient costumes!

"Come on, Silvi, we are optimistic about you!" Tang Guo dropped these words and walked away, and Hill sat in his seat for a long time without revival.

"You want to play the heroine?" Mu Ci, who witnessed the whole process, said abruptly, "Congratulations."

"...Thank you," Hill said coldly, hearing the schadenfreude, "I will recommend you to Tang Guo to play the assassinated corrupt official."