Chinese Goddess Chronicle

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"The Chronicle of the Goddess of the Chinese Department" Author: Feng Ren Zuoshu

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Chapter 1 Help

"Starting today, we will start one-on-one assistance for the 'difficult people'." Lao Wang knocked on the blackboard and adjusted his glasses. He glared at me. "Especially for those who only passed the general literature class last semester, you have to know that the sixty points are not your efforts, but the teacher's efforts."

One of the difficult people in Lao Wang's mouth is me.

Arriving at class earlier than anyone else, always sitting in the first row closest to the podium, this is a standard for a good student.

However, I am not.

He ran faster than anyone after class, and sat under the teacher's nose just because he was closest to the door.

I think back then in the examination room, I put down the paper and walked gracefully past Lao Wang without even looking at him.Lao Wang, who has always been literary and artistic, wrote a diary, in which there is a sentence "just leave like this, um, it's good to forget each other in the rivers and lakes".

But we couldn't forget the rivers and lakes after all, and started the first class of the new semester with big eyes and small eyes.

Lao Wang, who has now been promoted to the head of the department, assigned tasks in the department at the beginning, reading books, writing essays, and reciting poems, which he said were the characteristics of the Chinese Department of Y University.

"You didn't go to college, but you were admitted by college." Xia Xia said in high school, honestly don't lie to me.

"Cheng Ling, you will follow Sheng Yan from now on." Lao Wang suddenly called my name, and he continued, "As for the flower-seeing holiday, we will wait until you can complete the tasks for this semester."

As soon as Lao Wang mentioned it, I just remembered that there was not a single word in the essay book I handed over, except for a note: Looking at the stream and up the mountain from a distance, a wisp of smoke is picturesque.It is said that the spring letter from Jiangnan has passed the swing frame.Tried on Chun shirts several times, wanting to ride a green horse.Pretending to be an amorous You Yelang, please take a vacation.

It's a pity that Lao Wang is a stubborn young man who doesn't understand us.

Y majors are not allowed to rent out rooms, there are two-person, four-person and even eight-person rooms, I was lucky, I arrived at school early, so I chose a two-person room.It is said that there are three women in one drama, and when there are too many people, there will be hustle and bustle, and of course there will be endless sitcoms. I am afraid that when I meet a certain type of people, I will not be able to control my temper and let their The face is perfectly embedded in the footbath.

My only roommate is Sheng Yan, the goddess in everyone's eyes, and privately said that she is beautiful and prosperous.Almost every day, I can hear people in the dormitory building across from her calling her name to express their love, but this one sits like a bell, keeping her ears shut and only reading sage books.

Many people envy me for occupying the goddess' night. To be honest, I also feel proud.

It's a pity that she really hasn't spoken to me since I annoyed her by picking her chin with a fan a week ago.

Asking classmates to pass on messages and pass small notes... If she really doesn't want to talk to me, she doesn't even need to do these things.Now, he looks like an angry child, innocent and naive.

But I also enjoy it, without it, I am deceived by the beauty.

After Lao Wang said this, my first reaction was to look at Sheng Yan in the back row. I didn't know that she was buried in writing, as if she didn't hear anything.

It's fine if she really ignores me, after all, there are some moths in the department.

An essay, a reading note, and ten poems recited every week are really killing me.

Chapter 2 Meal Chronicle

English class dictation, this is something worse than memorizing poems.

Xiao Ye passed me a note. I thought she had copied all the words, and I opened the crumpled note with joy, but there was only one line: the teacher who used the test note to tie the hearts of the students It's like a mistress who keeps a man with her child.

I really like how sharp she is when she complains about people, but now what I need is her to tell me how to write those words silently!I stole a glance at her, and the fellow was writing like a book, with no regard for poor me.

Sheng Yan is in Class A. Although she doesn't like these behaviors, she always copies homework papers for me every time.It's a pity that I'm in class B, and my English scum can't keep up with her, and I can't even see her back.

Xiao Ye has a very strange personality, sometimes she is slow like a turtle, and sometimes she is swift and resolute like lightning. I heard that she was the first to arrive at the cafeteria, and finally waited until everyone had left before she slowly let go. tableware.

There is also a male god in Xiao Ye, who is a big boss in the history department, and he can open his mouth for 5000 years.Our English class room is opposite his door, and when the bell rang, Xiaoye was like a wild horse running wild, and finally squatted at the door like a thief, watching the proud male god with his head raised, walking gracefully from his side walked by.

Of course the male god didn't know Xiao Ye, he didn't even bother to give him a glance.

When Xiaoye and I arrived at the cafeteria, there was already a long queue inside.If you have money, you can order takeaway as you like, but I can only accept my fate and wait for the cold yellow cauliflower.

"What's so good about Zhang Weize? Isn't he tall and handsome? Look at the virtues of you nympho girls."

"I don't like to hear your words anymore." The little girl was not happy, "Then what's so good about your goddess?"

"My goddess is better than your male god in everything!"

"Bah, can your goddess play ball? Can your goddess race cars? Your goddess--"

I really don't know what Shengyan will do.

Glancing at Xiao Ye, I replied, "My goddess doesn't need to know anything, as long as she looks good!"

"Wow, you----" Xiao Ye suddenly yelled strangely, "Do you mean that Sheng Yan is a vase who knows nothing?"

We usually refer to that as a goddess, but it must be a fraud to suddenly change it to a name, Xiaoye is a bad guy.I hurriedly changed my words: "Don't slander me, you bastard, when did I say that? My goddess is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea! Not only is she good-looking, but she also takes first place every year."

As she spoke, Sheng Yan walked past me like a gust of fragrant wind.

She kept her eyes fixed just like Zhang Weize just now.

"You said it wrong!" Xiao Ye stretched out his finger and shook it in front of my eyes, and smiled triumphantly, "I was the number one in last semester, and your goddess is the second!"

That's right, Xiaoya is also a top student, she hangs out with me on weekdays, and on the eve of the exam, she wishes she could live in the study room, unlike me who still read some idle books and play games to pass the time.

If you can't do it, you don't bother to do it!

My arrogance and stubbornness were actually a joke. In the eyes of my later self, it was just an excuse for my cowardice and incompetence.

But so what?I am unwilling and unwilling to force myself, everyone chooses their own way.And I would rather go on leisurely.Listen to me singing: Fame and wealth are like floating clouds!Exam results are like floating clouds!

Chapter 3 Lost

"Baby, I'm lost again. I'm at the statue of Sun Yat-sen. Come and save me."

The school is very big, I'm lazy, and I have a bad memory, so I often can't find my way, especially in the west area, which I basically don't go to.When I need help from others, I act cute and pretend to be obedient. I looked at the message I sent with satisfaction, and it took me a long time to realize that the person with a white face is Xiaoye?No, that was clearly my good roommate Sheng Yan.