She praised: "Except for a few mistakes in vocabulary, the sentences in Wen Xia's composition are very well written. You can copy it down and use it as a model. I have corrected the mistakes with a red pen."

Staring at the neatly written English composition on the projector, the tip of the ballpoint pen in Zhou Qing's hand bent. She bit her lower lip. In the past, her English composition was used as a model for the whole class.

She didn't believe that Wen Xia didn't cheat. She couldn't write such a good composition.

Suddenly a male voice sounded in the classroom, "Teacher, I can't see clearly."

The whole class looked over and it was Jiang Xu.

Due to his height, Jiang Xu still sat in the last row, but this time he was in the same row with Wen Xia. All the classmates understood the little tricks behind this.

Afterwards, they looked at Wen Xia in tacit understanding and laughed in unison.

Wen Xia: “…”

She unintentionally met Liu Anan's wink, and without looking at Jiang Yan, she knew that her expression was the same as Liu Anan's.

Looking at the energetic students, Zhao Jing smiled, pretending not to know why they were making a fuss. She pushed her glasses and said, "Come up and get the test paper. After you've copied it, let me check it." Then she activated the multimedia and froze the image of the test paper.

Jiang Xu went up to get the test paper, showing his big white teeth and said: "Thank you, teacher."

He returned to his seat and looked at the name "Wen Xia" on the test paper. He glanced at the girl with a ponytail in front of him and his heart skipped a beat.

Then he took an uncovered pen from the drawer and drew twice. No color appeared. He shook it twice, blew hot air onto the tip of the pen, drew twice more, and color appeared.

He copied it properly and couldn't help but smile.

When the get out of class was over, Zhao Jing looked at the essay he copied and said, "You copied it well. Go down and try to understand the meaning of the essay. If you don't understand, you can ask Wen Xia."

"Okay." Jiang Xu touched the back of his head.

…

It rained heavily at night and continued into the next day.

Because it was raining, the students didn’t have to go out for exercises in the second class. They went to the toilet with umbrellas and then returned to the classroom to do their homework.

Only the second class on Fridays would be so quiet, because the teachers assigned homework for the first and second classes, and everyone would rush to do their homework in order to have less to do when they get home.

A cool breeze blew in from the front and back doors. Wen Xia shivered, wrapped herself tightly in her yellow coat, and continued to do her homework.

"Wen Xia, can you... tell me about the composition?" A stuttering voice sounded.

It’s Jiang Xu.

Wen Xia looked at his dark red face, hesitated for a moment and nodded. It happened that He Sheng was not there, so Jiang Xu sat in his seat.

Looking at Wen Xia's fair face, his heart beat faster. The next second, their eyes met and Jiang Xu quickly looked away.

Many students in the classroom looked at the two and started whispering to each other.

"Are Wen Xia and Jiang Xu friends? They've been so close lately."

"They look about 80% similar. I think they are a good match. They are both good-looking."

"I think Wen Xia's cousin is very handsome. I didn't know at first and thought he was Wen Xia's boyfriend."

"I want to ask what cousin Wen Xia's QQ number is?"

"+1."

The topic shifted from Wen Xia and Jiang Xu to Qin Mo.

…

Wen Xia went back to the dormitory to pack up at noon. After listening to Liu Anan and Jiang Yan's gossip, she took out her cell phone and sent a message to Qin Xueba.

Qin Xueba, a girl in your class wants your QQ number, will you give it to her? Ever since she knew that Qin Mo could get 700 points in the exam, she gave Qin Mo a nickname - Qin Xueba.

Qin Xueba was probably busy and didn't reply to her letter for several minutes, so she stuffed it back into the bag of her coat. Suddenly, she thought of something, took out her cell phone and made a call.

Winder, who was in a meeting, looked at his vibrating phone. He was originally angry, but his expression softened and he made a gesture to the heads of various departments to shut up.

"Hello."

Wen Xia's voice came over the phone, "Dad, are you free today? Can you come pick me up? Our class is over at 2:50."

"I'm free. I'm doing some work at No. 2 Middle School." As Winder spoke, he looked at his watch. It was 1:07.

After hanging up the phone, Winder looked at the various departments and said angrily, "This time a large number of goods failed the quality inspection, and we lost tens of thousands of dollars. You'd better give me an explanation! Also, you have to work overtime to get this batch of goods out in the right quality and quantity! We will stop here today, get off."

After everyone left, Winder took the car keys and drove from the factory to No. 2 Middle School. It would probably take about forty minutes to get there.

…

After school, Qin Mo saw the message sent by Wen Xia. He did not reply to her and took a taxi to No. 2 Middle School.

It was already 2:26 when he arrived at No. 2 Middle School. There were still more than 20 minutes left, so he went to Aihe to buy a cup of milk tea, and stood at the school gate waiting with it.

He glanced at the white car next to him and sent a message to Wen Xia.

I was next to the white car at the school gate.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car window falling down. He subconsciously looked over and met Winder's serious face which remained the same for ten years.

“…”

"Uncle Wen."

"Um."

Winder glanced at his phone, then looked at the milk tea in his hand, and finally looked at his face.

After more than ten seconds, he looked away and subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette box in the car, but he remembered something and held back.

He opened Baidu on his phone and typed: "My daughter is in love in her second year of high school. How should I deal with it as a parent?" Answer 1: Just give her a beating.

Answer 2: Good people come from under the golden stick.

He pursed his lips and clicked on the third answer. High school is the time when youth begins to emerge, and this emergence must be guided and handled correctly. Parents must not take extreme actions that may easily stimulate children's rebellious psychology.

The following one cannot be opened.

The red font shows that six points are required to read the full text.

Wend recharged six yuan without hesitation, and then read on. There are the following ways to deal with it. First, communicate with the child, but be careful not to show opposition to premature love...

Qin Mo's eyesight was very good. He clearly saw the contents of Wend's phone. His eyebrows twitched, "..."

…

With ten minutes left before the end of get out of class, Wen Xia secretly checked her phone and saw a message from Qin Mo: He was coming, in a white car.

She thought of Wendell, looked at Cao Jun, who was talking about safety, with a guilty conscience, and quickly typed a line of words and sent it out.

Dad is coming to pick me up, you should go quickly so as not to bump into him.

She forgot to tell Qin Mo that Wend was coming to pick her up.

Her eyes widened. A white car!!! She had a ridiculous thought: could it be Wend's?

She sent another message, you walked to the back and saw if it was six circles.

The other party replied quickly.

It has already happened. The father is searching on his mobile phone, "My daughter is in a premature relationship. How should adults deal with it?"

Soon he sent another message, and Dad spent six dollars to read the full text.

“…”

Wen Xia suddenly didn't want to leave school.

I always felt that these ten minutes were very long, but this time they passed very quickly.

…

After school, Jiang Yan knew that Wen De was coming to pick up Wen Xia, and she firmly rejected Wen Xia's kindness of stopping by.

Wen Xia breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see Qin Mo next to the white car. She walked over, knocked on the car window, and said happily, "Dad."

Winder glanced at her and turned off the screen of his phone. "Get in the car."

Wen Xia sat in the passenger seat and boasted proudly, "Dad, I scored over 480 this time. What reward do you plan to give me?"

A rewritten chapter. I felt the previous one was not good, so I rewrote it.