The image of the lonely figure of the man leaning helplessly on her flashed through her mind.
Tang Qiqi hesitated a second before clicking the mouse.
After staring at the name on the screen for a while, he finally clicked the X in the upper right corner.
After browsing other web pages for a while, a job posting for a milk tea shop suddenly caught her attention.
The next day when I arrived at school, I unexpectedly found that there was someone sitting in the seat that had been empty for a few days.
Tang Qiqi put down her schoolbag. The bell for class had already rung and the Chinese teacher walked in from outside.
"Is it cooked?" Tang Qiqi asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Qi Yan nodded.
"Um...where's the homework?" Tang Qiqi didn't expect Qi Yan to be able to hand it in today.
It was just a tentative question, but Qi Yan directly took out the exercises from his schoolbag.
It was filled up completely, even the composition was written on it.
Tang Qiqi was about to take the exercises from Qi Yan's hand, but just as she reached out, a hand suddenly got there first.
When they looked up, they saw the Chinese teacher who had walked up to them at some point. He was holding the exercises in his hand and looking down at them seriously.
When he saw the name on the exercise, he couldn't hide his surprise. "Did Qi write this? It's very well done."
Tang Qiqi could guess how well the teacher did from his expression.
But Qi Yan's face did not show any joy for getting the performance. Instead, he pursed his lips, and there was a chill in his eyes.
Perhaps seeing someone who never picked up a pen in an exam write such a high-level composition, the Chinese teacher was excited and hurriedly handed the test paper at the bottom to Qi Yan, "Student Qi, try to see if these can..."
Qi Yan didn't even raise his head. He took the test paper from the teacher's hand and stuffed it directly under the table under the gazes of several people.
Tang Qiqi felt that the person in front of him seemed to have returned to the time when they were in the alley. He was surrounded by a cold chill, and his face showed an indifferent and distant look.
The thin lips pressed into a line make the face look more distant.
The sudden drop in temperature made the people standing at the table stunned for a few seconds.
Realizing that he was too excited just now, the Chinese teacher hurriedly smiled and said, "If Qi Yan is unwilling to do it, the teacher will definitely not force it."
Mingming was chatting and laughing with the transfer student.
As a result, her face fell as soon as she took it.
Is she being targeted?
Thinking of this, the Chinese teacher quickly put the exercises back on the table, smiled awkwardly, and glanced at the person with lowered eyes before leaving.
As expected, bad students are bad students, and they are hopeless.
She is really confused. How could someone who doesn't even want to pick up a pen for an exam write an essay of that level?
Catching the contemptuous look of the person before he left, Tang Qiqi felt uncomfortable all over and frowned unconsciously.
Suddenly, several exercises were handed to her.
Tang Qiqi lowered her head. This was what Qi Yan was going to give her at the beginning.
"Seventh Brother." Qi Yan called out.
This voice brought Tang Qiqi back to her senses. When she looked up again, the coldness in the pair of black eyes looking at her was gone, the curve of his lips and even his stern facial features became soft.
Tang Qiqi smiled slightly, completely forgetting that it was still class time, and took the exercise book and began to look at it carefully.
When he saw the composition, a hint of surprise flashed in Tang Qiqi's eyes.
With this level, not to mention her, even Yu Luoxi, who always ranks in the top 10 in the school no matter where she goes, may not be able to write it.
Unlike the teacher's skeptical look, Tang Qiqi was certain at a glance that this was written by Qi Yan himself.
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