Actually likes idiots

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Actually likes idiots

Shen Qing was a little frightened, and the words he used unconsciously became modern, "Please tell me clearly, teacher."

Chen Dahong looked at her with his hands behind his back, "I checked Monday's surveillance this morning and found that you and Xie Mingchao sneaked into the office after the evening self-study. You must know that the next monthly exam is around the corner, and all the questions asked by the teachers are included. This is serious. Any violation of discipline needs to be reported to the whole school for criticism.”

"Teacher, I can explain this matter."

She could imagine the scene of being watched and reviewed by the whole school. If the news reached Li Qinglu's ears, her pocket money would be lost.

Fortunately, Chen Dahong was reasonable and gave her time to explain, "You say."

Shen Qing didn't dare to say directly that he was looking for lottery tickets, but he just changed things.

"Do you think any teacher will care about your one hundred yuan?" Chen Dahong sneered coldly, "What's the difference if I get it the next day?"

She had no choice but to move out of Xie Mingchao, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Xie Mingchao."

Chen Dahong didn't give them a chance to collude, "You wait here first, I'll call him out alone."

Xie Mingchao glanced at Shen Qing when he came out, and she kept winking at him.

He probably understood what she meant. She lied to Chen Dahong.

Chen Dahong stood between the two of them, blocking Shen Qing's sight, "Classmate Xie, please tell me the purpose of going to the office after the self-study on Monday night."

Xie Mingchao said calmly: "Shen Qing put the money into her homework book. It was the money her mother told her to buy medicine. It was very urgent, so she had to do this."

Chen Dahong had not completely given up his suspicion, "How much is it?"

Shen Qing quietly stretched out a finger from behind him and shook it vigorously towards Xie Mingchao.

Xie Mingchao glanced at it and said, "One hundred."

"Okay, I believe you for the time being," Chen Dahong turned around, and Shen Qing immediately lowered her head calmly and looked at the ground, "If I find anything unusual about Shen Qing's monthly exam results, you will both be punished."

It wasn't until Chen Dahong went downstairs that Shen Qing's tense nerves relaxed.

"I thought that what happened that day was over, but I didn't expect that someone would check the surveillance."

Xie Mingchao walked into the classroom with his pocket in his pocket, "Yunhe is very strict, so you have to be careful when dealing with things."

She thought of Zhou Chen and sighed with unknown meaning, "But in the face of absolute status, rules are worthless."

He paused and said in a low voice, "Well, I think so too."

Shen Qing recognized the sense of the story, but was too sensible to ask any further questions.

After lunch break, many students came into the classroom one after another.

They all glanced at the two people in the corner in tacit understanding and started talking quietly.

"The two of them went to the cafeteria to eat together at noon today. Their relationship is really not simple, right?"

"Normally, they don't talk to each other. It doesn't look like that kind of relationship."

"Is it going underground? Yunhe is very strict in this regard."

"Let's talk about it. I don't think it's possible. They both look like it's hard to chase."

"What do you know, so they digested it internally!"

Most students in Class 9 gossip, especially after Xie Mingchao's girlfriend Fen Hengkong was born, this behavior became more common.

Shen Qing felt the malicious gaze directed at him and raised his eyes to look.

However, when they received Shen Qing's look back at them, their vicious eyes just now turned back in resignation the next second, their expressions still panicked.

Sure enough, there are benefits to being fierce-looking.

She continued to draw with satisfaction. The character design of the male protagonist has been revised and refined a lot. She will probably be able to complete the first episode tonight.

Shen Qing began to look forward to it when she thought that her work could be seen by others.

*

As soon as the bell rang for the evening self-study get out of class, Xie Mingchao felt a gust of wind blowing beside him. When he looked up again, Shen Qing had disappeared.

In her words, she was not active after class and had problems with her thinking.

He unhurriedly packed up his things and went downstairs, stopping when he passed the security room at the school gate.

Xie Mingchao knocked on the glass window and said, "Uncle Wang, I have something to tell you."

When Wang Jianguo saw it was him, he opened the window with a smile, "Xiao Xie, what's wrong?"

"Can you please stop targeting Shen Qing in the future?"

"Shen Qing?" Wang Jianguo recalled the name blankly, "Who is it?"

"That girl," Xie Mingchao thought of Shen Qing's weak and pale appearance, and his eyebrows twitched slightly, "she caught a cold this morning."

"Sorry," Wang Jianguo coughed awkwardly, "I just wanted to vent your anger."

He spoke calmly, "It's my problem that caused you to misunderstand her."

Wang Jianguo looked at Xie Mingchao complicatedly and sighed, "You hated her so much at first, but I didn't expect that you would change your opinion of her so much in just half a month."

He had a distressed expression as if his cabbage had been eaten by a pig, "I know, Xiao Xie, I will love anyone who is good to me."

Xie Mingchao nodded gently and lifted up the shoulder strap of his backpack, "Thank you, Uncle Wang, for your understanding."

Wang Jianguo looked at his leaving figure and shook his head regretfully: "Oh, what a smart kid, he actually likes idiots."

*

Shen Qing sent the manuscript of the first episode to the three people.

Master Hu: [Please take a look at it]

Paper Tiger: [This screenwriter is very satisfied and decided to hire you as my royal painter]

Tigger: [Yes, yes, by the way, Qingqing, have you thought of a pen name? 】

She really hadn't thought about the pen name.

Master Tiger: [Not yet, do you have any ideas? 】

Paper Tiger: [How about just calling me Qingqing?]

Tigger: [It’s so earthy, it’s better to be more poetic and make Qingqing interested]

Master Tiger: [Do you have to bring my name? 】

Paper Tiger: [You don’t need to use it, after all, it will be easier to identify you if you bring your original name]

Shen Qing thought for a long time and typed a reply: [I want to call Mr. Q]

Paper Tiger: [Doesn’t Mr refer to men? Although Shen Qing is not very smart, he shouldn’t know this common sense, right?]

Master Hu: [I just want people to think I’m a man!]

Tigger: [Okay, okay, my baby Qingqing still knows how to name it, so let’s call it this! 】

So a comic called "Leng Palace Live Broadcasting Strategy" was released on the platform.

Shen Qing was excited all night and didn't fall asleep until late at night.

Before the alarm clock rang at 6:30, she woke up and opened the platform app immediately.

Unfailingly good reviews.

[Oh my god, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen a comic with this kind of plot and style that I love!]

[There has been no update for eight hours. If the author is not exhausted, get up and update quickly. Thank you. No one in the production team is as lazy as you.]

[Update soon! Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you!]

[Click on the main writer’s and screenwriter’s homepages, they seem to be newbies, they’re so awesome]

【Collect it, I’ll blow it up!】

【Anyone who doesn’t read this comic will make me sad, OK?】

Shen Qing rolled around on the bed happily several times. The joy of being recognized spread from the bottom of her heart, and even the fatigue of only three hours of sleep was swept away.
Chapter completed!