Lord, you must yearn for the light

345 Chapter 47 The Qin Shi Youxing [-]
Sheng Ge was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xing Jin, leaned back on the back of the seat, and turned sideways to make room for the questioner, the girl raised her chin to signal to the classmate over there: No, you ask him yourself?"

classmate:"……"

There was no sound for an instant.

Seeing that people stopped asking, Shengge sat up straight, then took out a Chinese book and put it on the table, stretched out a finger and tapped on Xingjin's table inside.

"What's the matter?" Xing Jin was digging out things in the desk hall, when he heard the sound, he raised his head, his brows and eyes were warm and picturesque, and a pair of beautiful eyes were raised.

"Operation."

Shengge put his hands on the table, tilted his head, and looked sluggishly, he took another hand and put it on his chin, moving his fingers boredly, and said: "There are still two compositions in Chinese, you didn't give them to me. Woolen cloth."

Xing Jin: "..."

Shengge stared at Xing Jin for a moment, and she followed suit, with a smile on her lips, faint, and her expression was also faint. When she looked at the delicate person in front of her, she couldn't help being obsessed: "No, I didn't write to me. Bar?"

Xing Jin: "..."

Shengge put down his hand and looked at the person seriously: "Really didn't write?"

After a while, the old class in their class would say that she didn't do her homework.

"How about I give it to you?"

Shengge smiled again and asked: "Your handwriting or mine?"

Xing Jin is a young master, although he is a young master, but this is an outstanding young master, he belongs to the type of chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, especially Xing Jin's good handwriting, and his Chinese paintings, among which the copying notes are also his. A big strength.

The reason why Shengge was so bold as to ask Xing Jin to do her homework for her was entirely because Xing Jin could copy her notes. Of course, for such a trivial matter, Sheng Ge felt that he could do nothing about it.

Xingjin replied: "Mine."

Shengge was amused by her two words, then turned over two pages of the language book and asked, "Then do you think the language teacher can't see it?"

"She can tell."

Sheng Ge casually flipped through two more pages and said, "Then don't give it to me."

Xing Jin took another look at Sheng Ge's casual posture, thinking that she would not worry about these two essays, but she felt bad about it.

After all, as her boyfriend, he didn't help her complete her homework. If she was scolded by the Chinese teacher because of this...

"Let me write it for you now."

Shengge turned her head and looked at the person.

Xing Jin is an actionist when it comes to Shengge, and he does what he says. He immediately took out two pieces of composition paper and started to write.

For a good student like Xing Jin, it is not difficult for her to write a good composition with a pen.

The morning reading time is 10 minutes, and writing two compositions, no matter how fast you can finish it, right?

"no need."

Shengge reached out and grabbed Xingjin's arm, put away the pen and paper in his hand, and then stuffed it into Zhuo's stomach casually.

"then you……"

Shengge shrugged his shoulders, and smiled a little casually, but also wantonly: "What does it matter?"

Xing Jin: "..."

That's right, Sheng Ge hasn't done any homework since the beginning of this semester, so, according to Sheng Ge's original words, it is: "It's not bad that I didn't write this time."

As a result, this is homework for the November holidays. Teachers who received Shengge's homework were a little skeptical of the world, and those who didn't receive Shengge's homework... It was just two essays in Chinese, and Shengge directly gave two words—"Forgot ', but I didn't see the Chinese teacher say anything else.

In the life of the third year of high school, the speed of lectures was faster than that of the previous two years. Almost at the end of the first semester of the third year of high school, all the teachers had finished teaching the books for the entire school year of the third year of high school.

During this semester, Sheng Ge was tied for No. 1 in grade with Xing Jin in almost every exam. Therefore, as a result, all the teachers believed that next year's college entrance examination might really have double yolks.

Listening to the teachers' words of encouragement, Shengge just smiled and didn't say anything else.

It's completely indifferent.

As a result, Xing Jin, seeing Sheng Ge's lazy appearance, would review for her every weekend when she came home from school.

No, it's Christmas tomorrow, today's Christmas Eve, the school grass received a lot of apples from female students in other classes and female students in their own class, and so did Sheng Ge.

Both of them received a box full of apples.

"I don't know whether to wash it or not. Can I eat it?" Shengge unwrapped one of the packages, threw a glowing red apple up, and was about to catch it, but was snatched away by another slender white hand .

"Ok?"

"I'm going to help you wash it." As Xingjin spoke, he stood up from his seat and motioned to Shengge to give way to her.

Shengge stood up and looked at the back of Xing Jin walking out of the classroom, because tomorrow Christmas, there will be a small party in the class in a certain clubhouse, so many people are discussing in the class today what to do tomorrow night .

"Qin Shengge."

Shengge was about to sit back when he heard a voice behind him.

She didn't need to look back, she knew who it was, and Sheng Ge sat down with her legs crossed, waiting for the person behind her to come by herself.

Jiang Haowen hasn't come to harass Shengge for a while, and now he is standing in front of Shengge's table, glaring at her, and speaking as if he is questioning her: "Are you with Xingjin now?"

Shengge didn't even raise her head, she didn't even bother to look at people, her faint expression fell on a pile of apples, she saw that there seemed to be letterheads in the packages of Xingjin's apples, with words written on them.

Shengge casually took out one and took a look at it, while casually answering Jiang Haowen's words: "What does it have to do with you, Master Jiang?"

Jiang Haowen was young and energetic. After such a period of time, he gradually started to care about Shengge. Thinking of how she treated him before and her indifferent face now, he was even jealous of Xingjin.

Jiang Haowen was sitting obliquely behind Shengge and Xingjin, so he could clearly see Shengge's every move towards Xingjin. Seeing that she was so kind to another boy, he couldn't help thinking that Shengge treated him like this before .

"Qin Shengge, at least we have been together before..."

"That's not me." That's the original owner.

Shengge interrupted Jiang Haowen's words, opened the letterhead, and the few lines printed in front of his eyes were nothing more than words like "Remember to eat apples on Christmas Eve" and "Merry Christmas". A girl's love for a boy is all written in those words.

Shengge was in the memory of the original owner, so it was natural that the former owner did the same to Jiang Haowen.

(End of this chapter)