Chapter 11 Not very smart

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 11 Not very smart

As if aware of her gaze, Xie Mingchao stopped and looked over, his clear eyes always showing his emotions clearly.

Then Shen Qing clearly saw the contempt and ridicule in his eyes.

"Stop, I know what you want to say." Seeing that he was about to condemn him in the next second, she preemptively said, "You are good-looking just to be admired."

Shen Qing pointed at a few girls who looked back at him from time to time, and when they saw they were discovered, they all turned their heads away with guilt.

"You can stop me from watching, but you can't stop them from watching. It doesn't make any difference if one is more or less."

Xie Mingchao:……

The emotions in his eyes fluctuated for a moment, then he went back to writing the question.

Shen Qing flipped through the test paper and decided to start writing from Chinese. At least she could understand Chinese.

Xie Mingchao finished studying the math problems and accidentally glanced at her paper during the break.

Shen Qing confidently wrote the second half of the sentence "The stars fall down on the plains and the fields are wide" on the silent question, "The river flows into the wilderness".

He corrected him aloud: "It's [Yueyang River]."

Xie Mingchao never thought that someone would create a new sentence in the silent writing question, but if it was Shen Qing, it would be understandable.

"Which 'moon' is it?" She blinked, with a clear desire for knowledge in her eyes, "Is it better to escape from prison?"

Xie Mingchao was silent for a long time, "...the moon of the moon."

Shen Qing nodded suddenly, "Oh, thank you."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, the female gangster was quite polite.

Xie Mingchao read along the questions she had answered. It was very good. He had never seen a genius who could write a long paragraph when answering questions in reading comprehension.

Her calligraphy is very beautiful, and her delicate plum-blossom regular script is as stunning as her appearance.

But he just doesn't seem very smart.

Shen Qing knew that she could not understand the class, so she simply used class time to write test papers.

The last class in the morning was the Chinese class taught by the head teacher Zhang Jianshan. The lecture ended five minutes before the end of get out of class and Shen Qing was called out.

He took out a card and said, "This is the school's meal card. There is one hundred in it. The fee is included in the tuition. If the balance is not enough, you can go to the window to top up."

"You don't have to go back to the classroom. Let's go to the cafeteria first." Zhang Jianshan suddenly lowered his voice and glanced into the classroom. "All the students in our school are breadwinners. I'm afraid you won't be able to steal them."

She actually wanted to say that someone at home was cooking and she didn't plan to go to the canteen, but seeing his good intentions, she could only take it solemnly.

"Thank you, teacher. I will not let you down. I will be the first to eat."

Zhang Jianshan nodded affirmatively to her, "Okay, let's go."

Li Qinglu hired an aunt to take care of her daily life. She started working today and I heard she was a senior chef.

Shen Qing could only temporarily give up the opportunity to have a big meal and rush to the canteen.

The campus was extremely quiet, and she was the only one walking around under the signs at each intersection.

She actually forgot to ask where the canteen was.

Shen Qing had already made plans to go home and eat if she couldn't get any food. When she turned around, she almost bumped into the person behind her.

Xie Mingchao took a step back in disgust and distanced herself. She lost her balance and began to stagger.

He obviously had no intention of helping her, and watched indifferently as Shen Qing hit the road sign pole.

She covered her forehead in pain, "Hiss—"

"Why don't you hold me?" Shen Qing had a clear red mark on her fair forehead, "I feel like all the knowledge has flown out of my head."

"What kind of knowledge can you have in your head?" He snorted coldly, "it's just a paste made of water and flour."

Her head was buzzing now, and she didn't listen to his sarcastic words at all, which went in one ear and out the other.

"Does being a good student mean you can leave early?" Shen Qing straightened her back and tried to overwhelm him with her momentum, but he was taller than her, and her confidence was instantly reduced by half, "I... want to report you to the class teacher."

"It was my old classmate who asked me to come out," Xie Mingchao raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "get out of class ends in half a minute. If I don't hurry up, I will be surrounded."

When Shen Qing came back from the buzz, the bell rang, followed by a sound like the earth was shaking.

She froze in shock, "There was an earthquake?"

"The troops are coming downstairs."

"How to get to the cafeteria?" Shen Qing deeply felt the fear of the cook. She didn't wait for his answer and eagerly grabbed his wrist, "Let's go first."

Xie Mingchao easily broke away from her, and his understanding of her shamelessness deepened, "Don't touch her."

"Go to the right after exiting this road," he said without any intention of running, his voice was cold and distant, "You can go there by yourself."

Shen Qing had already walked for a while and looked back at him, "Aren't you in a hurry to eat?"

Xie Mingchao held his pocket and said, "No hurry."

She saw a group of students pouring out of the teaching building, sprinting towards the cafeteria at a speed of almost 100 meters.

Shen Qing deeply felt the importance of cooking for them, and was glad that she was almost at the door of the cafeteria.

She randomly selected the window in the middle of the first floor. The cafeteria aunt looked at her and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"This, and this, please add more."

The cafeteria aunt skillfully took the big spoon and put it on the plate. Her wrist shook a few times.

Shen Qing watched helplessly as the dish was served with a large spoonful, but there was not much left on the plate.

The cafeteria aunt showed no signs of guilt at all, and her tone was businesslike, "Eight eight dollars, swipe your card."

Shen Qing swiped the card in a daze and walked to the corner with the dinner plate.

Does my current aunt have Parkinson's disease at such a young age? Her hands are shaking really badly.

As soon as she sat down, a crowd of students poured into the cafeteria, and Shen Qing felt that the entire cafeteria was shaking.

She was sitting by the window and happened to see Xie Mingchao slowly coming in from the back of the crowd.

But he didn't stop on the first floor and went straight to the second floor.

Shen Qing quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice and stood up.

Great, now's your chance to get your sketchbook back!

She rushed back to the classroom as quickly as possible.

Xie Mingchao's place is very neat, there are no gaps at the edges of the books, and even the test papers in the drawer are neatly stacked.

"Has he ever quit? How could he bear to keep his test papers so neat?"

Shen Qing did not dare to search easily, she was afraid that he would not be able to restore it to its original appearance and he would discover it.

But there is no sketchbook anywhere that can be seen.

She got under the table and searched, "Where is he hiding?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Shen Qing rummaged through her drawer filled with snacks again and even found a note.

Qingjun’s three words: [Stop looking for it]

It was obviously written by Xie Mingchao.

She clenched the note angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Damn Xie Mingchao!"

He actually predicted that she would come looking for the sketchbook.

Shen Qing could only give up, decided to turn her grief and anger into motivation, and reluctantly opened a bag of potato chips.

Gong Xiaoxiao commented on her unusual stomach: "Your stomach is divided into two parts, one is for food, and the other is for snacks."
Chapter completed!