I am also someone they can’t hope for

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

I am also someone they can’t hope for

Although Shen Qing and Xie Mingchao had progressed from classmates to each other, and the books on the dividing line between their desks had been removed, she didn't notice any changes in him.

He was still cold when he should be, but he wasn't as sarcastic as he was at first.

Shen Qing was used to the different looks he received when he sat at the same table, but usually the two of them hardly spoke, and those girls only had lingering glances.

She rarely leaves the classroom except to go to the bathroom. The main reason is that there is always a Zhou Chen holding a rose in his mouth waiting for her to appear in the corridor.

Class 9 is the only key class that happens to be assigned to the third floor. The principal has strictly prohibited irrelevant personnel from making noises at the entrance of the key class, causing commotion and affecting students' learning. Even Zhou Chen, who is known as the "Yunhe Little Bully", must abide by the rules. , we can only wait for the opportunity and wait for Shen Qing to appear.

At first she could still use the previous reasons to reject him, but then Zhou Chen's face became thicker and thicker, and his words became more shameless.

"Classmate Shen Qing, I am your little Xuanmai, super sweet, clingy and long-lasting."

"Those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to you are sweet."

"What do you belong to? You belong to me."

"Classmate Shen Qing, how can I impress you?"

After a week of harassment, Shen Qing couldn't bear it anymore and said expressionlessly: "Do you have to give up if I tell you the truth?"

Zhou Chen looked at her blankly, "What truth?"

Shen Qing casually pulled over a girl and took her hand, "I like girls."

Xie Mingchao just came out of the classroom and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard her words.

The rest of the spectators were shocked on the spot, and the entire corridor fell into an eerie silence.

The girl she was holding twisted around shyly, "Classmate, although you are quite beautiful, I don't have this idea yet. Can I wait until graduation?"

Facing Zhou Chen's surprised look, Shen Qing nodded slowly, "Okay."

"No wonder someone of Xie Mingchao's level is unmoved when you are at your desk. It turns out..." Zhou Chen shook his hands and backed away, shaking his head in disbelief.

The younger brother on the side had heard Zhou Chen's heroic words about not giving up until he pursued Shen Qing, so he comforted him with sincere words: "It's okay, brother, the gender reassignment surgery in T country is very advanced now, why don't you try it?"

Zhou Chen became angry from embarrassment: "Change your mother! My mother only has a son like me, so get out of here!"

His voice was so loud that it could even be heard in the office at the end of the corridor.

Wang Linmei was organizing the lesson plan to prepare for the next class. When she heard Zhou Chen's foul language, she couldn't help but frown: "You really have no quality."

"There's nothing we can do about it, since he's the school director's nephew, so we can just let it go."

"Didn't I hear that he was chasing that beautiful transfer student from Class 9 recently?"

When Zhang Jianshan heard that it was related to the students in his class, he put down the enamel jar and came over curiously.

"Shen Qing?"

"Yes, he's the one who got perfect marks for his essay," the teacher sighed, "I've never seen him be so interested in a girl before."

"You can't be serious, right? The prodigal son is turning back?"

"Why are you so boring?" Wang Linmei glanced at them with disdain, "High school students have only one task, and that is to study!"

"Shen Qing, that kid looks good and won't fall in love prematurely." Zhang Jianshan felt reassured about Shen Qing and took another leisurely sip of tea, "Xie Mingchao and I can withstand temptation at the same table."

A student passing by the office did not stop his voice and said, "Shen Qing said she doesn't like boys!"

Zhang Jianshan spit out a mouthful of tea and looked at the other teachers awkwardly, "It's all rumors, rumors."

He hurriedly stopped Wang Linmei, who was about to get up, "Teacher Wang, I'll give you a few minutes while I go to the classroom first."

"Oh, you want to find Shen Qing?" She kept moving, "It's okay, she won't attend the class anyway, you can just ask her to leave."

"Don't listen to the class?" Zhang Jianshan pulled out the report card of the school entrance examination. Although Shen Qing was not included in the ranking, he added her score to it, "But I think her score is not bad, but she is not as good as most students in our class."

"That was her fault," said the physics teacher who had the most say on this. "I asked her to answer questions several times in class, and she got them all right. When I asked her how she got there, she couldn't answer."

"That's right," the English teacher also agreed, "Her English composition is completely wrong, but the multiple-choice questions are perfectly correct."

"Students like this are born to take exams," said the teacher at the next table with envy in his eyes. "If I had answered one more multiple-choice question, I would be a professor at a key university now."

"You can pull her down. What's the use of relying on luck without strength? Studying is to pave the way for a better future. Her foundation is hollow, and the houses built in the future will collapse sooner or later."

"Don't speak too early," Zhang Jianshan knew that Shen Qing was independent and confidently spoke for her, "Achievements are never the only way out."

Wang Linmei urged: "Class is about to start, Teacher Zhang, do you still want to go?"

"Let's go, let's go."

He asked the teachers next to him to get up and left the position with difficulty.

Ever since Shen Qing returned to her position, people in the class looked at her with more complicated eyes.

Some boys boldly stepped forward and asked, "Classmate Shen Qing, is what you said in the corridor true?"

Xie Mingchao stopped turning his pen. Although his eyes stayed on the title, his peripheral vision had already fallen on Shen Qing.

She always kept a cold face in front of outsiders, and her answers were concise and concise: "No."

But Shen Qing's psychological activities are quite rich: He's a boss, does anyone really believe his excuse to fool Zhou Chen?

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

Seeing the boy return to his seat, Xie Mingchao turned his pen and tilted his head and sneered: "In order to get rid of Zhou Chen, you really dare to say anything."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Qing opened the sketchbook and started to draw the protagonist's character from memory. "The more exaggerated the publicity about me is, the more no one dares to approach me."

He turned his index finger and tapped the pen tip on the table with a dull sound, "But you seem to be afraid of spreading rumors with me."

The tip of her pen paused and she said truthfully: "I don't want you to be troubled. After all, you stand at the top of Yunhe's students and are a person on the altar."

Xie Mingchao chuckled speciously and looked up at her, "You think so too?"

"I don't think so," Shen Qing said inexplicably proudly, "because I am also someone they can't hope for."

Xie Mingchao: ...I thought she would say something profound, but it turned out that she was just complimenting herself.

"Classmate Shen Qing, please come out for a moment."

Before Wang Linmei entered the classroom, Zhang Jianshan waved to Shen Qing at the door.

She put down her pencil and stood up and went out.

Xie Mingchao caught a glimpse of the characters drawn in the sketchbook she had not closed in time, and the tear mole at the end of the eye of the ancient-style boy was clearly visible.

His eyes suddenly trembled.
Chapter completed!