Xiao Qi rode the drum and turned around a few times.
Steven swallowed his words with the wine, and did not mention leaving again. He looked at Xiao Shengzhou with very eager eyes.
Xiao Shengzhou also laughed.
I posted a circle of friends in a rare good mood.
This is the photo I just took of the girl on horseback, with the girl's figure parallel to the ground and beating drums and stepping on the waves under the sunset.
In front of me is a golden sunset.
There is no text to accompany it, just a single painting.
In fact, he wanted to say that it smelled really good, but he was worried that his parents would misunderstand. He was a senior in college and still hadn't been in a relationship, but his parents kept asking him about it.
If he said "really fragrant", his father might think he was talking about a horse, but his mother would definitely think he was talking about a girl on horseback...
Xiao Yu was the first to see his nephew’s circle of friends.
He beat his chest and stamped his feet, and his nephew with thick eyebrows and big eyes started to pay attention to girls.
He also regretted that the little girl went to the horse farm today, but he didn't go.
Xiaoqi had dinner with equestrian coach Steven and the president at the club.
Steven greatly admired Xiaoqi's big appetite. He said that an excellent rider needs a healthy body and cannot lose weight just to be slim and look sickly.
Xiao Shengzhou smiled and said, "Steven, you don't understand your student. Once you add her on WeChat, you'll know. From now on, the number one position in your WeChat step count will always belong to one person."
Steven didn't understand what it meant, so Xiao Shengzhou opened the step count function on WeChat on his phone.
The people who see the daily champion display are all the same people.
More than 30,000 steps every day.
Steven was surprised. Thirty thousand steps was not a small number. When he trained riders, he also asked them to warm up first. A strong physique was a basic quality for a rider. He didn't expect that the little girl in front of him could run so many steps every day.
"Are you a long-distance runner?" Steven asked in surprise.
Xiao Qi shook his head. "I signed up for the full marathon, so I've been running all the time. Of course, I also like running."
Xiao Shengzhou wanted to show off.
He also opened the photo of Xiaoqi, the 200-meter swimming champion of Jingnan Province this year.
Steven was stunned. At first he thought he had a good eye for talent, but he didn't expect that the girl herself was so outstanding.
"The world belongs to the young." He sighed and swallowed a piece of bloody steak in big mouthfuls.
Xiaoqi still prefers the meals made by the Chinese chefs here. He eats Western food occasionally, but mostly orders Chinese food.
The few of them discussed food for a while, communicating in English throughout.
Xiao Shengzhou was secretly surprised. He didn't expect Xiaoqi's English to be so good and his pronunciation was very authentic.
He thought he was already outstanding among his peers, but he didn't expect that the girl in front of him was no less outstanding.
Xiaoqi thought about the speech contest she would participate in on Friday, so she consulted the president about the content of her speech.
They both spoke Chinese.
Steven is Chinese and can understand Chinese, but he hasn't spoken Chinese for a long time, so his speech is not very natural.
Xiao Shengzhou is the president of the student union. He has given speeches on too many occasions and has some insights.
"I think the first thing a speech should do is to be generous and confident in front of everyone so that no one will question you. Secondly, your content should be able to move yourself. Human emotions are mostly the same. Only when you can move yourself can you move others. Finally, the content of your speech should allow the audience to feel involved and empathize with you, only then can it be a successful speech," Xiao Shengzhou concluded.
Xiao Qi listened very carefully, nodded seriously, and thought about what topics he could choose.
The meal was neither too fast nor too slow, and overall it was quite enjoyable.
Steven drinks and talks a lot, and he likes girls who eat a lot.
Xiao Shengzhou is very pragmatic and likes people who have substance.
The two cooks were at the back, listening to the people chattering in English, and they admired the little girl very much.
Chef Xiao Luo, who cooks Western food, doesn't speak English. The most he can ask is whether the eggs should be fried on one side or on the other, and how the steak should be done. There is nothing more to say.
The meal took quite a long time. After returning to the old area, Xiaoqi did not go back to the dormitory but went directly to the Japanese elective class.
There were still few people in the class, but it was very quiet. Xiaoqi used his mobile phone to record the lectures and took notes at the same time. Diligence can make up for lack of talent. There were some things he didn’t understand, but by studying and listening more, he gradually understood and it was easy to master the language.
When the get out of class was over and school was over, Xiaoqi still greeted Teacher Yamamoto.
There was no mechanical sound prompt today. Maybe Mr. Yamamoto has gotten used to me. Xiaoqi thinks it’s pretty good.
Xiaoqi returned to the dormitory.
None of the roommates mentioned that they had spent the entire afternoon arguing with Xiao Qi on the school forum, and even the nagging Mi Er didn't come to take credit for it.
I just wanted to ask Xiaoqi what he thought about the content of the speech and whether he needed help.
If it weren't for the system prompt, Xiaoqi would have no idea. She just checked the forum on the way back, and sure enough, the topic had changed.
"I have some preliminary ideas. Once I finish writing them, you can help me take a look at them." Xiao Qi said.
Before lights out, Xiao Qi took a shower. Although it was autumn, Meng City was still very hot and stuffy at times. He was sweating all over and felt very uncomfortable.
In the dormitory, although Yunshu is addicted to reading novels, he is quite good at computers. Weicheng is easily satisfied and sentimental, but her writing style is very good. You can often see her writing articles and essays. Mier is very lively and cheerful, has a good brain, dares to speak, and is very good at socializing.
Xiaoqi has been in the dormitory for so long that he has basically figured out the strengths of his roommates, but what about himself?
After thinking about it, it seems that I am not outstanding in any way. The only thing that can be praised is my persistence and patience.
In terms of talent, I don't have any special talents. Whether it's computers, writing, math or English, I'm just average. I make up for my shortcomings through persistence and spending more time studying.
Thinking of this, Xiaoqi corrected his attitude towards learning even more.
After taking a shower and tidying up, Xiaoqi practiced calligraphy for a while.
Now practicing calligraphy in the morning, noon and evening has become a habit, needless to say.
My roommates have gotten used to it and try not to make too much noise.
Xiaoqi practiced writing for half an hour before he felt a little calmer. In fact, giving help to others and accepting help from others are two completely different feelings.
Xiaoqi is very happy and enjoys giving. The giver is in a high position.
When accepting it, I felt very nervous and guilty, because the recipient was of a low position.
She had not expected her roommates to do this. In fact, she herself was a rather cold-hearted person, who was always trying to protect herself and had deep-rooted petty-bourgeois and peasant ideas. If it were not for the system, she thought she would not have changed and would not have tried her best to help others, because sometimes in this world, malice comes so suddenly and violently that it is enough to cover up kindness.
She had taken a look at the content in the forum before. It wasn't that she didn't care. When she read it, she felt her blood solidify, her hands and feet stiffened, and something in her heart seemed to collapse, as if she really saw a bunch of people coming up to scold her, pointing at her forehead, and she was really a piece of trash.
If it weren't for the changes during the summer vacation, she felt that she might really be, perhaps just like those people said, she couldn't resist temptation because she had too little, so if the other party took out a little thing, let alone a bag of fruit, even in high school, just because of a cup of milk tea, she would be easily moved and fall in love with someone.
She was so barren that all temptations came easily to her.
She felt that these keyboard warriors' insults were terrible, but they actually touched upon the most vulnerable part of their hearts. This was probably why some people really couldn't stand this kind of online violence and committed suicide.
Because people are sometimes really fragile.
She ran, practiced calligraphy, studied, and tried hard to forget all that.
She was really grateful at this moment, thankful that she had such a good roommate who helped her.
After practicing calligraphy, she climbed onto the bed and suddenly asked, "What gift do you want most now?"
Mi'er was the most proactive, but after thinking for a long time, she still hadn't made up her mind: "You guys tell me first, I'll think about it."
Wei Cheng was the most honest. She said, "I want a computer. After all, we are in the computer department, so I think it would be better for me to be familiar with computers." But she was reluctant to ask her parents for it. A computer was a big item for her, and the money she earned from working part-time could only cover her living expenses.
Yunshu has almost everything. She recently started learning tea art. She was a little embarrassed to make a choice and said, "I want a new tea set so that I can make tea for you in the future."
Mi'er mumbled and thought for a long time before saying, "Oh, I want everything, but recently I want a camera. Let me tell you, the senior in the photography club is very handsome. Although he is in the mathematics department, he doesn't look dull at all. He is very stylish and very tall. He even asked me to take pictures with him. It's a pity that I don't even have a camera. It's too unprofessional to go with a mobile phone. If I had a camera, I could carry a camera to take pictures of our student union activities and external liaison activities in the future. I feel that this position is very promising. I don't have to sit quietly during meetings. I can take the opportunity to stroll around with a camera. What do you want most, Xiaoqi?"
Xiaoqi remembered what her roommates wanted, but when she was suddenly asked what she wanted, her mind went blank, as if there was nothing in particular she wanted?
Well, I still want to buy an apartment. Xiaoqi bought a house in Lushan City last time and felt very safe.
I feel that since she is studying at Enhua, she can also buy an apartment. She likes the lakeside apartment in the new district.
But she didn't say it. This idea might be a bit strange among students. She basically didn't touch the money in the interface recently. It was 24,000 yuan a day, and it had accumulated to more than 600,000 yuan.
Feeling like a happy miser.
She asked Jin Jae-yeon to help inquire about apartments. She thought that once there was a result, she might be able to afford it. She didn't need a big one at first, a small one would be fine, like Jin Jae-yeon's small apartment, which would be very nice and cozy.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do. Go to bed early."
Xiao Qi's breathing was steady, and he was not actually asleep. However, soon the dormitory was filled with the snoring sounds of Mi'er and Wei Cheng, one after another.
At first I thought it was a bit noisy, but now I’m used to it. It seems that listening to the little snoring makes it easier to fall asleep, and Xiaoqi also fell asleep.
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