Lin Shanshan's eyes gleamed with admiration as she looked at Mo Xiaoqing with a mixture of envy and admiration.
Mo Xiaoqing's movements just now were absolutely incredibly cool.
"Momo, you've completely overturned all my previous opinions about you. I thought you were a delicate and cute little girl who needed someone to protect you, but who knew you were a soft girl with a fierce side!"
Mo Xiaoqing was not ashamed at all; on the contrary, she was proud and grinned, her smile brighter than any flower.
“My family was worried that I would be bullied outside, so they taught me a few self-defense techniques, which came in handy today.”
The main problem was that Lin Shanshan looked at her with the eyes of a martial arts master, which made her feel both amused and exasperated.
"Those were just a few self-defense moves, and they were incredibly cool! You were really amazing. You beat them to a pulp with just a few words, leaving them in a terrible state."
Mo Xiaoqing paused for a moment, then said, "..."
So that's how these two idioms are used?
Besides, if she remembered correctly, she only kicked a water bottle from beginning to end; she didn't seem to have hit them at all, right?
What else is there to die or come back to life?
It would be more normal to say that they were scared out of their wits, but how could the phrase "dying and coming back to life" be used here?
Mo Xiaoqing winked playfully at her, and her soft, sweet voice made everyone's heart melt involuntarily, "Please stop praising me. If you keep praising me, I'll fly to the heavens!"
"I'm not praising you, I'm just flattering you!"
"..."
Mo Xiaoqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
You really can't blame her for this; it's more likely that Lin Shanshan's Chinese was taught by a PE teacher...
Is there any difference between the two?
oh,
There is a difference. Praise is very likely to be sincere, but flattery is definitely not sincere...
Mo Xiaoqing pressed down on the corner of her mouth, "What did you study in college?"
But the words she spoke still couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile.
Fortunately, Lin Shanshan was oblivious to the sarcasm in Mo Xiaoqing's words, "Ancient Literature Department, huh!"
Mo Xiaoqing nodded with a slight smile, adding in her heart rather unkindly, "I really didn't realize she looked like someone majoring in ancient literature..."
Seeing how happy she was all by herself, and how quickly she had reacted, Lin Shanshan gave her a reproachful look, feeling both embarrassed and angry.
But she was concerned about something else now: "Let me see your hands."
"It's nothing serious, it just hurt a little at first, but it's much better now."
Lin Shanshan wasn't so easily fooled. No matter how much better it was, how could it be healed if scalding hot water was poured on her hand?
Lin Shanshan insisted on seeing it, and Mo Xiaoqing couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she had no choice but to take it out for her to see.
It would have been better if I hadn't looked, because once I did, I was almost shocked!
Rolling up the sleeves of Mo Xiaoqing's long shirt, one could see that her arm was burned bright red, which terrified her and made her want to take her to the hospital immediately.
"It's nothing serious. I was burned once before when I was at home, and it was even scarier than this. Don't worry, I'll put some medicine on it when I get back, and it'll be fine in a few days!"
Lin Shanshan was deeply moved. Looking into Mo Xiaoqing's eyes, it was as if she had seen a long-lost relative. Her eyes were brimming with tears. "Thank you so much for what you did just now!"
Mo Xiaoqing didn't take it to heart.
Actually, she didn't take those people's sarcastic remarks to heart. She had heard countless similar things since she was a child, whether at school or elsewhere!
She'd heard this kind of talk so many times that she'd long since mastered the art of being invulnerable to swords and spears.
"I have some burn ointment in my office. Wait here, I'll apply some ointment for you first, then we'll go eat."
Mo Xiaoqing did not refuse her kindness. She knew that if she didn't let Shanshan help her apply the medicine, Shanshan would definitely keep chasing after her.
*
Mo Xiaoqing originally planned to take the subway home that night, but her gaze inadvertently fell on her scalded arm, and she felt a headache coming on.
If I take the subway, I'll definitely have to squeeze with other people, so I'll just take a taxi back later.
It's rush hour, and I'm worried I'll have to wait a long time for a bus.
When she was having a terrible headache, Qiao Qian'an sent her a WeChat message.
I'm in the underground parking lot. Come over here, and I'll take you home!
Mo Xiaoqing wasn't the type to be pretentious. Since he was willing to give her a gift, and it was a bit inconvenient for her, she thought about it and agreed.
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