Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When they went to school on Monday, the teacher checked the rolls they made at home on the weekends and was furious because the correct answers for the home assessment were at least two more difficult than before, causing many people to be on the edge of the pass line, failing to take up half of the places, and not even a full score.

The reason for not having a full score is that Qin Shiting submitted a blank volume.

Of course, the teacher doesn't dare to ask how Prince Qin, who is usually excellent and scores absolutely full on every roll, handed in a blank roll this week. He only asked about it in the after-school room, and only learned in the mouth of a teacher traveling abroad one weekend. He saw Qin Shiting at the airport in the early morning on Saturday. He should not be in Haicheng for two days on a weekend. He didn't take the time to write the roll. Qin Shiting also didn't explain a single word. He handed in a blank roll without even looking for a reason. This really made the teacher love and hate.

So the class spent the entire morning in the clouds of the teacher's face, even the gym class was occupied by the class director, and the students of the whole class sat together to analyze a single question.

It didn't take long to get to noon. The thought of singing was already blurred. She turned to Qin Shiting and saw that he was actually filling out the weekend roll. Ming Ming teacher had already told the whole roll in the morning class, and planned to leave another roll with the same pattern but different titles tonight. It was just necessary for everyone to remember these answers.

But what she saw was that Qin Shiting wrote two ways to solve the problem on the roll, and the final answer was the same, but both ways were correct.

She wondered, "Man, are you going to finish science all the way? Are you going straight to MIT after graduation...”

By the time she realized that she had just accidentally spoken the words of the male gods, Qin Shiting had stopped penning and turned to look at her.

There was no superfluous change in expression on the song, nor did he deliberately cover up the awkwardness of calling his male god by accident. He just naturally blinked at him and smiled at him even more.

“It doesn't matter what you learn. It's not all the way to you.” Qin Shiting retracted his gaze and continued to disintegrate. The black pen moved slightly in his hand, leaving a row of beautiful and smooth fonts. At the same time, he seemed to think of something and didn't lift his eyelids: “At most, I need to put up with you sitting next to me for another year. ”

When I read the song, I turned a white eye at the pen in his hand: "Of course not all the way. After all, I'm going to study medicine, save my life and save my wounds, understand? ”

Qin Shiting's pen stopped at this time and looked at her again.

The song was just disgusted by what he said and grabbed it before he asked: “You get caught up in this science thing of high physics and chemistry every day, and I'm waiting for you to run over to the hospital with your brain and beg me to treat you. ”

After that, the singer got up and left.

This is the first time she has been angry in nearly a month sitting next to Qin Shiting.

To put up with her sitting next to him for another year, and to say that not all the way with her later.

Is she that annoying?

I have never doubted my personality and personality appearance and all kinds of aspects. I have never considered what I am less than others or what others are less than myself. But today, I was really struck a little, which led me to eat in the school canteen at noon.

“Why are you being a little naughty today?” Zhao Xiaoqing tapped her plate with chopsticks: “What's wrong? ”

Singing single-handedly, sitting at the table with my chin in my hand, pulling the meal from the plate and saying, "Would you be happy if I changed seats with you and made the same table? ”

Zhao Xiaoqing's eyes widened: “Of course I'm happy. How long have you been in our class? Everyone loves you now. I'm a good friend to you. You can sit with me. I'm sure I'll be happy to die! ”

Got a positive pronouncement, nodded, stopped asking, lowered his head to continue eating.

She has made a decision in her heart.

Not that she has a problem.

Instead, Qin Shiting had no eyes.

Before class in the morning, there is half an hour to lie down on the table to sleep, while reading songs directly on the table with her eyes closed to want to sleep for a while, but she cannot sleep, especially when she can hear the people next to her writing, although it is quiet, but the same table is very close after all, in a quiet classroom, again in her ears that she does not want to put up and has to put up, she can hear extraordinarily true.

Can't you see she's mad at him?

There really isn't even any love at the table, you can't even say a nice word.

I couldn't sleep when I was reading the song. After a while, I realized that the people next to me were not writing anymore. It was very quiet.

Quiet till the moment she doesn't know if he's resting on the table, or what he's doing, but she doesn't seem to hear him getting up, so she should still be sitting there?

Another few minutes later, she turned her head with her eyes closed and carefully opened a stitch, which turned out to be unprotected against Qin Shiting's fourth eye.

I was surprised when I read the song.

Qin Shiting's eyes didn't escape either. He just looked at her like this, then slowly moved his gaze away and continued writing the roll on his desk.

It was as if nothing had just happened to him, but when he was singing, he jumped hundreds of times.

Was he looking at her?

Is he watching her sleep?

I was still a little angry in my heart. At this moment, it seemed like I had forgotten all about it for a moment. Only a clean and beautiful teenager sat there and looked at her quietly. Such a calm but not distant and indifferent look. I was not angry in my heart. My face was starting to get hot.

In this afternoon's experimental class, Zhao Xiaoqing shook his hand in front of the singing eyes and saw her lift her head before saying: “You are not normal this afternoon. It is like being abandoned at noon. Then the whole afternoon is refreshing. Why? ”

“Did you?” Keep your head down for experiments: “Didn't I enjoy myself every day? ”

“Vibrant flirting is not the same as beauty foolishness like stealing a bloody kitten.” Zhao Xiaoqing's sense of smell is very acute. "Did Qin God give you his number? ”

“No.”

“Then what have you been so silly about? ”

When I read the song, I looked in the direction of the other classmates around me. Then I cautiously clung to Zhao Xiaoqing's ear and whispered: “When I slept at noon, Qin Shiting looked at me. ”

“Ah? Why does the Qin God want to see you? ”

“Yeah, why would he look at me?” It's bigger when you're singing.

“How long have I seen you? ”

“Just a few seconds, huh? ”

“How many seconds do you have? Maybe you pressed your arm against his roll while you were sleeping. Is that why he looked at you? ”

“Whatever, he looked at me anyway.” The song is still very beautiful, the eyebrows bent, the eyes looked back like stars and looked in the direction behind, and saw that Qin Shiting was experimenting with the auxiliary teachers from the teacher's podium.

The white lab coat was worn on him. It was extraordinarily eye-catching. I wondered if I would ever see him in the doctor's white coat again. It was a dream!