The matter of giving Zhong Mingxue tuition fees was still treated as a joke.

Jing Qingxia still found a middle way, got a book card from Book City, bound it to the bank card, and handed it to Zhong Mingxue.

There are three chapters in the contract, and she will help you choose the tutoring exercises you want to use in the future, but at the same time Zhong Mingxue has to use the same amount of money in this card to buy the books you need.

Zhong Mingxue stared at Jing Qingxia with the card for a long time, finally sighed softly, and reluctantly agreed.

Turning around the next day, Jing Qingxia received a big gift pack of exercise books.

Frowning, she wanted to complain to Zhong Mingxue, but when she passed by Zhong Mingxue's room, she saw several economics books on her desk.

The corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.

The big gift package is the big gift package, economics professional books are quite expensive.

Everything is developing satisfactorily, the only headache is——

After autumn, the weather is still sweltering, and there are all kinds of "tributes" on the table every day, which is annoying.

"Can you keep people from other classes from coming in? We have to deal with these things every day." Jing Qingxia rubbed his forehead, "If these people have the perseverance to study, they would have become top students."

"That's too Versailles." The students in the front row couldn't help turning their heads and said, "And how do you know that there are no masters among these things?"

Jing Qingxia let out a sigh, and stretched out her hands to grandly introduce her deskmate: "Isn't Xueba here, Xueba Benba, do you think Zhong Mingxue is someone who is interested in giving gifts?"

"Boss, what are you talking about? Wow, there are a lot of snacks today, I like this, I will help you eat." Yuan Leshan jumped over.

This foodie has already developed a habit, and now she doesn't even bring her own breakfast in the morning!

Jing Qingxia sighed: "Why are they all snacks? You can't give some flowers and plants."

"Do you like flowers and plants?" Zhong Mingxue couldn't help but look up.

"No, it's just that some snacks are all cheap in Leshan. I can pass on the flowers and plants to the teacher, maybe I can give me two more points when I wait for the midterm exam." Jing Qingxia said "I'm so witty" all over his face.

Zhong Mingxue looked at the things on the table, and quickly classified them: "These can also be given to the teacher. I think the history teacher likes desserts."

"That makes sense! I really need to curry favor with the history teacher." Jing Qingxia put away the dessert as she spoke.

"Also, the physics teacher likes to eat..." Zhong Mingxue continued.

Yuan Leshan has already stretched out his hand to stop him: "Oh! Stop talking! Sister-in-law, you hurt me!"

Jing Qingxia: "..."

Zhong Mingxue: "..."

"Ah, no, I mean, Sister Xue..." Yuan Leshan quickly changed their names when they saw the sudden silence of the two.

In class ten, Jing Qingxia, the little overlord, and the class teacher were both intimidating, and a great harmony in the class had long been formed.

Even though Zhong Mingxue had a lot of criticism in the school forum, there was no controversy within the class anyway.

There were even a lot of people who were silently talking about CP, the school bully x the god of learning, and the two of them were locked up.

Who doesn't like to see two beautiful women with different styles in the same frame?

As a CP fan, Yuan Leshan suffers the most from holding back. Apart from eating snacks every day, he most wants to see if the relationship between the two has progressed.

Jing Qingxia glanced at her and said nothing.

Yuan Leshan stuck out his tongue, then ran away obediently with the snacks in his arms.

Jing Qingxia didn't even know where to start to explain to Zhong Mingxue.

From the corner of the eye, I saw the little birds on the tree branches outside the window who were frightened by something, and they all flew up, circling high and low in the air, and Jing Qingxia's thoughts were all carried away.

After a long silence, Zhong Mingxue took the initiative to say, "I've seen the forum a long time ago."

"Ah?!" Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue and opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The birds did not come back, and there was silence outside the window.

Jing Qingxia only felt that she was not as nervous as she is now when she was facing a hail of bullets when she was on a mission before.

Zhong Mingxue didn't feel anything, the expression on her face was not even indifference, but an emotion that Jing Qingxia didn't quite understand.

"Actually, I am very grateful to you. You have blocked many troubles, haven't you?"

It turned out that Zhong Mingxue knew about it.

Also.

Zhong Mingxue just looked indifferent. During this period of time, she also made a few friends in the class, and she would definitely know some of them when chatting.

Now her attitude is tacit approval.It must be the result of weighing the pros and cons.

Maybe I can be more relaxed with Zhong Mingxue.

"After all, I am a school bully now, I have to be a little self-conscious about being a school bully—this way." Jing Qingxia stepped on the beam of the desk with one foot, and leaned on the back of Zhong Mingxue's chair with the other hand.

Looking at it from the side, it was like forcibly invading the territory of the same table.

Especially in Yuanle Mountain, which is a special viewing position, she cracked sunflower seeds much more vigorously.

The faint fragrance of Zhong Mingxue's body was indeed floating on the tip of her nose.

This is undoubtedly already a close distance.

Even though they are using the same shower gel, why does Zhong Mingxue smell better?

Jing Qingxia couldn't find the answer.

"The scene of the school bully bullying the god of learning seems quite interesting, doesn't it?" Jing Qingxia grinned, if you are willing to cooperate.

Zhong Mingxue's hand holding the pen was tight, her fingertips turned white, and she laughed helplessly.

This isn't bullying, it's clearly protection in disguise.

From Jing Qingxia's point of view, Zhong Mingxue not only smiled, but also let out a chuckle, which fluttered past her ears, making her whole body itchy.

It felt a little strange, but she was in a good mood, and Jing Qingxia also smiled more happily.

The author has something to say:

Yuan Leshan: Got it

Jing Qingxia: ...

Yuan Leshan: I mean melon seeds

Zhong Mingxue: ...

感谢在2021-12-2420:00:00~2021-12-2520:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Misaka Kuroko; 6 bottles of Silent Cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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