Chapter 43 He is He Heng

The boy next to the acne-prone boy was quite tall, about 1.80 meters, with a few smooth bangs on his forehead and bright eyes. Many little girls around him were secretly looking at him.

He Heng raised his eyes casually and saw Tang Qi leaning lazily against the wall of the aisle with her arms folded. His eyes froze instantly.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen you for a few days. Did the school beauty have plastic surgery? She looks so damn beautiful." The acne-pocked boy's eyes were shining.

He Heng whispered, "Shut up!" Then he put away his phone and squeezed towards Tang Qi.

"Tang Qi." He walked to Tang Qi's side, one hand on the roof of the car, one hand in his pocket, looking indescribably elegant and graceful. The group of little girls who were watching him murmured in amazement.

“So handsome…”

"It's He Heng, the school hunk in the senior year. His family is super rich."

Tang Qi squinted his eyes and thought for two seconds, and finally found it from his memory, "Ah, it's you."

To be honest, He Heng has quite good conditions. He is rich, handsome, and generous. He can give a necklace worth at least 50,000 yuan to someone without any hesitation.

"I haven't seen you these two days. Did you take a leave?" He Heng asked with a smile.

"I didn't ask for leave. To be more precise, I mean I skipped school?"

He Heng looked at her in surprise, "You skipped classes for two days?" He had been waiting for Tang Qi's reply for the past two days, but he didn't even see her. He even wondered if she was deliberately avoiding him.

Tang Qi looked indifferent and said nothing.

"If you miss classes for more than three days, you will be expelled. Are you in any trouble?" he asked with concern.

"There is such a rule." Tang Qi was surprised.

So, if she doesn't go to school today, she will be automatically expelled?

She was somewhat tempted. If she was expelled, wouldn't she have to go to school forever? However, her grandmother probably couldn't accept her being expelled from school, right?

Seeing that she was looking down and not talking, He Heng said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry too much. I'll go to the dean to plead for you. You can write a note and it should be fine."

The acne-prone boy also squeezed over and looked at Tang Qi with a smile, "Hey, school beauty, you are also taking this subway. I have never seen you before."

Tang Qi couldn't find the corresponding impression in his memory, "Who are you?"

Zhang Yu had a hurt expression on his face.

"He is in my class, Zhang Yu, you should have seen him." He Heng introduced.

Tang Qi nodded and said nothing more.

Zhang Yu quickly recovered her spirits and spoke sweetly, "As expected of a school belle. The school uniforms of our school are tacky in style and old-fashioned in color. Only a school belle can wear them to look so classy, ​​comparable to international brands!"

Tang Qi curled her lips and smiled. Would she tell the other person that she wore a school uniform because she had never attended high school and didn't know how to dress?

The school uniform of Xi'an Vocational and Technical College is a three-piece suit, sports style, short sleeves, sports jacket and casual pants. The girls wear a leather pink base with white stripes. It is a very traditional sports school uniform. Compared with the popular tie shirt and plaid miniskirt uniform style, it is very inferior.

The management at West District Vocational High School is lax, and students are not required to wear school uniforms except on Mondays.

There were quite a few students from West District Vocational High School in the carriage, but only Tang Qi was wearing a school uniform.

After getting off the train at the stop, exiting the subway, and going to school, Tang Qi touched the jewelry box in her school uniform pocket and asked He Heng, "Are you free? I have something to talk about."

He Heng looked at her tenderly, "Is lunch okay?"

Tang Qi nodded indifferently and turned to walk towards the second-year teaching building. He Heng was in the third-year preparatory class and would be directly admitted to the B City Art College as a freshman next semester.

Facing the amazed or surprised looks along the way, I found the classroom of Class 1, English for Grade 12.

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There were already quite a few people sitting in the classroom, some eating breakfast, some playing with their phones, some putting on makeup, some whispering to each other, it was very noisy. Tang Qi frowned and walked in, and the atmosphere gradually became quiet.

I saw a young girl walking towards me. She had long, straight black hair as thick as seaweed, tied up high behind her head, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Her small face, which was the size of a palm, was delicate and beautiful, and her black glass eyes were tinged with ice, distant and indifferent.

"It's Tang Qi..."

"Oh my god, did she have plastic surgery? How come she has changed so much?"

"That's good now. I'm afraid Yang Ya's position as the school beauty will be unstable, right?"

"Tsk, you haven't been sitting still yet, okay? Tang Qi has always been beautiful, but she was just low-key before."

"That's called being low-key? She didn't even dare to raise her head before, and she was always timid as if someone had bullied her."

"Don't you guys just like that tune?"

Ignoring the discussions around him, Tang Qi walked to the place he remembered and stood still.

The tables and benches were covered with footprints and dust, and the desks were turned upside down. She knocked on the desk of the girl who was eating bread at the back table and said, "Classmate, can I borrow a tissue? Do you have one?"

(End of this chapter)