Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

"Xiao Xie is the number one in the age list all year round. Sleeping in occasionally helps to relax the body and mind," the security guard knocked on the table in warning, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you paper and pen, write now."

The small table was probably a few years old. He knocked it so hard that the legs of the table, which were one section short, shook. There were graffiti on the table top, and there were five large characters that had been traced countless times and could not be erased by time. :I don’t want to study.

It was even bolded and highlighted in red, it was exactly what she was thinking right now.

Shen Qing reluctantly wanted to pull Xie Mingchao into the water, and continued to ask through gritted teeth: "Then he's not wearing a school uniform?"

"I washed it last night," Xie Mingchao put one hand on the handlebar of the mountain bike and looked at her lazily with interest, "What else do you want to find trouble with?"

"Don't waste Xiao Xie's precious study time," the security guard clicked his tongue in displeasure, his initial impression of her diminishing a bit, "Hurry up and write your review."

When he turned to Xie Mingchao, Shen Qing had a profound experience of what it meant to change his face and turn the page quickly.

"Xiao Xie, please go in quickly. I'll keep an eye on this little girl."

Xie Mingchao stepped on the pedal with his long legs casually, "Goodbye, Uncle Wang."

Shen Qing watched him riding into the school gate with resentment, and the tabletop was knocked hard again.

"If you don't want to leave a worse image in front of teachers and classmates, just write it quickly."

She finally succumbed to the evil snobbery and picked up the pen with resentment.

Wang Jianguo shook his cattail leaf fan, and when he caught a glimpse of her handwriting from the corner of his eye, he said "yo" in surprise.

"It is said that words are a person's second face. I see that both of your faces look good. Why can't you think of being a bad student?"

Shen Qing: "Uncle, your starting point is wrong. I am not a bad student."

He obviously didn't believe it, thinking that she was still being stubborn, "Then Xiao Xie will slander you, a little girl, for nothing?"

She knew that she was at fault for going to the wrong toilet, so she decided to concentrate on writing her self-reflection and leave.

Wang Jianguo seemed to have caught her, and he hummed proudly: "Humph, I'm guilty of acquiescence."

Shen Qing finished writing eloquently, slapped the review on the table, and stood up neatly.

"It's finished."

He glanced at the time in disbelief, "So fast? It's only been fifteen minutes!"

She wiped the remaining chalk dust on her sleeves and raised her lips confidently, "I'm not good at anything else, but I'm good at making up nonsense."

Wang Jianguo counted the words with difficulty, and only when he reached the end did he realize that she had not written her name at all.

He folded the review and put it in his pocket, "I can remember you even if you don't write your name."

Shen Qing is a road addict. Although he followed the signs along the way, he still got lost in the huge campus.

After walking around the same tree three times, she finally gave up.

She had heard that Yunhe No. 1 Middle School was very big, but she didn't expect that she couldn't even find a landmark complex.

Shen Qing misses the small school in City A a little bit. Although the educational resources are not as good as here and the management is comparable to Huangfu Military Academy, with Gong Xiaoxiao and Chen Qian by his side, he can still enjoy the hardships.

She sat in front of the steps of an unused low-rise building, looking up at the sky in despair.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the first period that the long-overdue guilt brought her back from her immersed sadness.

Shen Qing remembered Li Qinglu's gentle praise: "I believe Qingqing is a good, self-disciplined child."

She finally found the Academic Affairs Office of the Comprehensive Building by counting sheep.

Sun Bingchun was drinking tea leisurely when the door was suddenly pushed open and the hot wind blew in.

He frowned and criticized seriously: "Student, do you know that you have to knock on the door before coming in next time?"

"I'm sorry, teacher, I just knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me."

Shen Qing caught a glimpse of the Bluetooth headset plugged into his ears, and felt suspicious but did not reveal it.

Sun Bingchun raised his eyes and was stunned for a moment when he saw what she looked like.

He has been teaching for thirty years and has never seen a female student who could be described as stunning.

Sun Bingchun smiled awkwardly and said, "It doesn't matter. It's because the teacher's ears are hard to use because he is old. Is there something wrong?"

"I'm here to go through the transfer procedures."

Shen Qing has a special habit of subconsciously removing all expressions when facing strangers, so her cold face looks paralyzed and arrogant.

"Oh, what's your name?"

"Shen Qing."

Sun Bingchun paused while rummaging through the files, "Shen Qing?"

She didn't know why, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, teacher?"

"nothing."

He was glad that he didn't criticize her just now. If he offended this young lady, he would probably lose his job.

"Classmate, your class is in Class 9, Grade 2," he smiled slightly, his posture no longer impatient, "Do you need me to take you there?"

Although Shen Qing was confused as to why his attitudes were so different before and after, thinking that he didn't know his way around, he still nodded and thanked him.

"Then thank you, teacher."

She was in the second period of class now. When passing under the teaching building, Shen Qing could still clearly hear the passionate lectures of teachers coming from several classrooms.

Sun Bingchun led her to a stop at the door of Class 9, Grade 2, and knocked on the classroom door.
Chapter completed!