I didn't feel angry. It's normal for young people to look in the mirror.
Qin Mo calmly put the small mirror with pink round edges into the drawer. Wen Xia glanced at him guiltily from the corner of her eye, reciting to herself: "Before the mulberry leaves fall, they are still green and lush. Alas, doves, do not eat mulberries! Alas, girls, do not indulge in love with men..."
"A man's obsession can still be talked about. But a woman's obsession cannot be talked about..." Qin Mo continued her words under Zhou Gang's gaze.
Wen Xia: “…”
She recited from "Mang" to "Li Sao": "I sigh deeply and wipe away my tears, mourning the hardships of people's lives..."
Qin Mo couldn't help laughing, imitating her slip of the tongue and reciting "Rogue" in a dance, "Qi River... Qi River surges, gradually wetting the carriage curtains..."
Zhou Gang stood there for a while before walking away.
…
No. 2 Middle School discussed it with Jiazhong Middle School, and finally sought Wen Xia's opinion, asking her to return to No. 2 Middle School to cheer on the senior students.
Boost morale.
Finally, someone was leaving school, and the students in the Rocket Class made a list and asked Wen Xia to help carry things. Wen Xia agreed. They had asked others to help carry things in the past.
This morning self-study
Pan Sen turned around and said, "Cousin, I'll add another bunch of sweet potato skins."
Wen Xia nodded, took a pen and wrote it down for him, then looked at Qin Mo and blinked, "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."
"casual."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and after morning self-study, he sent her to the school gate.
Wen Xia waved to him, "Bye, go have breakfast."
"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded.
Wen Xia stood next to the bus stop and took out her cell phone to see if Qin Mo had sent her a message. Well, she knew her husband too well.
Suddenly she felt a shadow approaching, and she turned her head subconsciously. Her eyes suddenly widened and she asked happily, "Why did you come out?"
"Guess?" Qin Mo looked at her phone page, which happened to be the chat box between the two of them. He smiled and pinched her face.
Wen Xia snorted, held his hand, and said coquettishly, "You're just a follower."
…
When the two arrived at No. 2 Middle School, the second class had already started.
Cao Jun had contacted Wen Xia a long time ago and was waiting for them in the office. When he saw them coming, he poured water for them and then looked at the tall and handsome boy, "Student Qin Mo is here too?"
He looked so kind that it seemed as if Qin Mo was a student from No. 2 Middle School.
No, a good student.
Qin Mo nodded and said politely, "Hello, Teacher Cao."
"That's all good. Just like this, come to No. 2 Middle School and hang out more with Wen Xia." Cao Jun said in a casual tone.
Wen Xia: “…”
Teacher Cao, are you sure? Qin Mo shamelessly agreed, "Well, I will come back with Xia Xia in the future."
It sounds a bit strange, as if the boy and girl are coming out together to meet their parents.
Well, Cao Jun quickly dispelled this improper feeling, "Okay, the two of you will come back together in the future, and the teacher will treat you to a meal when he is free."
…
The second class is physical exercise.
Wen Xia changed into the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School and stood next to the stage. Qin Mo also stood next to them, standing beside them openly as their cousin.
The principal and his colleagues were very happy to have him come, and they would chat with him from time to time to learn about his studies.
After the Dean of Studies spoke on the stage, he said, "Everyone be quiet. Next, I would like to invite Wen Xia to share her learning experience with everyone."
"Wen Xia's grades are very good. She has been ranked second in her grade many times in Jiazhong. This learning spirit is worth learning from."
Wen Xia stood on the stage holding the microphone. She was famous for her good looks in No. 2 Middle School. Now her facial features have become more fully developed than before, and her height can support the oversized school uniform of No. 2 Middle School. She is one of those pure and lively girls in the school.
There was a burst of applause from the audience, especially the boys, who clapped their hands above their heads.
Qin Mo's face couldn't be any darker. All of them had poor grades and were ugly.
Still fantasizing about his wife?
Fucking daydreaming.
Wen Xia waited for them to calm down and briefly introduced herself, "Hello everyone, I'm Wen Xia from Class 8 of Senior 3."
"You must have heard a lot of inspirational stories, so I won't share any inspirational stories with you."
"Let me tell you about the atmosphere I felt at Jiazhong. Before I went to Jiazhong, I thought they were the kind of nerds who stayed in the classroom all day long."
"Not at all, really not at all. They also play games, basketball, and surf the Internet. Whatever you play, they also play."
"But their grades are still very good. Is it because they are smart? Actually, no. They just study hard when they should. It is possible that you are smarter than them, but you just don't spend time studying."
"What I want to say is that since you are already in the classroom, you might as well try to learn. After the fulfillment in class, the joy after class is actually doubled."
"Are there any classmates who want to play but don't know what to play? Or do they feel that the games are boring and have no sense of purpose?"
This sentence resonated with the audience, and a male student shouted, "Yes."
Wen Xia smiled sweetly and said, "Then you should study."
“Start studying.”
"It's not too late now. There are still three months left. Try to work harder and be more tired. The results you get will definitely be different."
"Believe me, studying is more worthy of your time than playing. If you don't work hard in your youth, you will regret it in your old age."
"Come on, fellow students! Let's move forward together."
Unlike the usual lecture format, everyone actually became interested in learning.
The principal was very satisfied with Wen Xia's speech, and whispered to the dean next to him: "No. 2 Middle School is not even close to Jiazhong."
The dean thought this was an indisputable fact, but he did not say it out loud.
He also wants to be the dean of studies.
The class had been going on for five minutes when the lecture was over. Liu Anan and Jiang Yan took advantage of the break to run over and talk to Wen Xia. They held her arms on the left and right and said happily, "Xia Xia."
"Xia Xia."
Wen Xia blinked at them, "Do you want some milk tea?"
Liu Anan and Jiang Yan both said "yes" without hesitation.
The three of them burst into laughter for no apparent reason.
This is the synchronized laughter between good friends.
When Liu Anan and Jiang Yan took the milk tea that Wen Xia brought, there were not many students on campus, but they still wanted to see Wen Xia out of the school gate.
Wen Xia was touched and a little amused. She waved at them through the school gate, "Go to class quickly and listen carefully. We must work hard together and go to college together."
Liu Anan and Jiang Yan nodded with a smile, and after Wen Xia left, they ran towards the classroom as if they were being chased by a ghost.
When they were almost at the classroom door, the two hid the milk tea in their clothes. Jiang Yan bent down and Liu Anan supported her with skillful movements.
Liu Anan made a report: "Report."
The math teacher glanced at them, then looked up and motioned for them to come in.
Just after entering the classroom, Liu Anan's milk tea was not put away properly and suddenly rolled out of her clothes. With a "pop" sound, the whole class looked over.
Liu Anan: “…”
Her face immediately turned red, but she was actually glad that it wasn't broken.
She quickly grabbed the milk tea, sat back in her seat, and glanced at the math teacher guiltily.
The whole class burst into laughter.
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