My girl is cute

Chapter 715
foreigner?
Zhu Xiaomeng took a closer look, he looked a bit like a native of country E.But they are somewhat like Chinese people.

It seems that it should be of mixed race!

Looking at the books in his hand, Zhu Xiaomeng turned and walked towards the next row.

After walking a few more rows, I finally picked up a book about knowledge of ink painting.

Returning to his seat, he opened the book and read it carefully.

Stretch out your white fingers, place them next to the pages of the book, and gently turn to the next page.

Suddenly there was light footsteps on the opposite side, Zhu Xiaomeng didn't pay much attention.

After a few seconds, the sound of footsteps suddenly stopped in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a chair being gently pulled.

Zhu Xiaomeng looked up and saw the boy he just met.

Seeing Zhu Xiaomeng looking at him, the boy smiled kindly, "Can I sit here?" It was very standard Mandarin.

Zhu Xiaomeng, "..." She had already sat down and asked her what she was doing?
"Anything." He spit out these two words lightly, then looked down at the book in his hand again.

Seeing this, the boy smiled lightly, and opened the text in Chinese that he just took to read.

The library is very quiet, but this kind of quiet is only limited to language.

Countless eyes fell on Zhu Xiaomeng like knives, and she couldn't ignore it.

Looking up, I saw all the girls at the tables around me staring at me coldly, as if I had committed some heinous crime.

With lowered eyes, he continued to flip through the book, as if he didn't see it.

The boy sitting opposite looked up and looked around, and saw a group of boys sitting not far away, all staring at him with envious eyes.

He glanced at Zhu Xiaomeng thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, the boy lowered his head as if he didn't see it.

After reading for a long time, Zhu Xiaomeng closed the book and took out the picture book.

The hand that picked up the pen thought that there was a person sitting opposite, who could see what he was drawing at any time, so Zhu Xiaomeng stopped his movements involuntarily.

After thinking about it, I prepared to pack my things and leave, and sat down in another seat.

As soon as his hand touched the book, there was a voice from the opposite side, with the meaning of humbly asking for advice.

"Does Huaxia really have the technology to carve things on peach pits?" The boy said, pointing to the book in his hand and looking at Zhu Xiaomeng.

Zhu Xiaomeng has excellent eyesight, so even if she didn't put the book in front of her, she could still see it very clearly.

nuclear boat?
Seeing the boy's excited appearance, Zhu Xiaomeng said lightly, "Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and there are many things you don't know."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the drawing book and left directly.

The boy was meditating with a book in his hand. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "Hey, wait a minute."

After the words fell, Zhu Xiaomeng had already walked into the rows of bookshelves, and soon disappeared.

Seeing this, the boy looked at the classical Chinese book in his hand, feeling a little regretful, "I wanted to show it to her."

After Zhu Xiaomeng put the book about ink painting knowledge back on the shelf, she walked towards the cafeteria.

It's almost noon.

After eating, as soon as I sat down, I heard a voice behind me, "Sister."

The voice was a little familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

Zhu Xiaomeng turned her head and saw Ji Mingyu walking over with food.

Blinking, "Senior."

Ji Mingyu sat down opposite her, with a sunny smile, and said, "How is it? Are you still used to school? How are you getting along with your roommates?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xiaomeng lowered her eyes slightly, "It's pretty good."

(End of this chapter)