A different kind of love of the dumb scholar

Chapter 12 Saturday Playground
[Thank you, no, no, no, no need. 】

Thank you, congratulations, I didn't think too much about it, I didn't think she was jealous, I don't need to be happy for her, I don't need to ask her questions that I don't understand?

It took a long time for Bei Lele and Xiang Su to understand what Shui Qianqian wanted to express.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he spoke concisely, killing with one blow.

high!
The key is Qianqian's memory, tsk...

Well, they can understand what she said, which means that their memory is not bad, although they don't understand why their memory is so good all of a sudden, they can remember what Meng Qin just said so clearly.

Both of them understood it, how could Meng Qin, the person involved, not understand it?
The smile on his face couldn't hold back any longer.

"Student Shui Qianqian, what do you mean?" The voice was almost squeezed out between teeth.

Shui Qianqian became a little impatient. In fact, she didn't want to talk to Meng Qin at first, but after seeing Bei Lele and Xiang Su help her out several times, she was accused of being nosy by her classmates, so she wanted to solve the problem once and for all. Bei Lele and Xiang Su bothered.

Only then did he decide to answer Meng Qin's question well and tell her not to bother her anymore.

But Meng Qin's reaction made her a little dissatisfied.

She has expressed her meaning seriously, and even made an exception to talk to someone who is very disliked from the bottom of her heart, what else?

Not only Meng Qin, but the three people nearby felt that Shui Qianqian's eyes seemed to sink, and they all kept quiet.

Xu was frightened by Shui Qianqian's eyes, and perhaps something else. Anyway, Qian Wan didn't intend to speak for Meng Qin this time.

Meng Qin was startled when she saw Shang Shui Qianqian's eyes suddenly sinking.

She felt that Shui Qianqian looked at her as if she was looking at a dead person.

As soon as this realization came out, cold sweat broke out in her palms.

I want to return to my seat quickly, and I don't want to be scared back by a look and be ashamed, but standing here and being stared at by Shui Qianqian like this always feels creepy.

Just when she didn't know what to do, Shui Qianqian looked away, as if looking out the window, and then continued to write in the notebook.

[Do you have a problem with understanding?I heard that you were the number one in the class before, so logically speaking, you shouldn’t even be able to understand this, so I need to explain it carefully again? 】

So not only Xiang Su and Bei Lele, but even the corners of Qian Wan's mouth twitched.

Shui Qianqian is a stalker, right?
Xiang Su and Bei Lele looked at each other, and they saw endless surprise in each other's eyes.

Oh My God!Qianqian can actually hate people!

The way Qian Wan looked at Shui Qianqian also changed.

Meng Qin's face was livid, and finally she said "Sorry to bother you" with a distorted expression, and returned to her seat in embarrassment.

Seeing the other students looking at each other, they all wondered what Shui Qianqian wrote to make Meng Qin so angry. The students with good eyesight saw it clearly, and spread the word in a low voice in the classroom.

Then the way everyone looked at Shui Qianqian changed again.

Is Shui Qianqian really dull and weird?

If so, why is she willing to get along with Bei Lele Xiangsu?If she is really weird and unpopular, why is she so pissed off?
Not a single swear word, but it left people speechless.

Convinced!

As for why Shui Qianqian suddenly suppressed her impatience just now and wrote such a long sentence in a close-up, it was because she heard the voice from the playground.

In fact, the playground is not close, whether it is in the corridor or downstairs, it is a bit noisy between classes, but she still heard the shouts from the playground, because she is particularly sensitive to a certain name.

Someone called Bai Jing on the playground. She didn't hear what she said clearly, but when she turned her head to look, she happened to see the boy holding a basketball and preparing to walk to the classroom with his classmates.

The mood suddenly improved.

She was thinking that during the 10 minutes between classes, they should either go to play basketball, or go to get the basketball. Generally, it is not uncommon for students to borrow basketball to play in school.

With this thought, I don't have any extra thoughts to care about others, I just want to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Meng Qin is sensible, otherwise...

Otherwise, Shui Qianqian didn't know what would happen.

After so many years, few people dared to push her to the point of anger.

Anger can be tolerated, and it is mostly just to look at people, although no matter who they look at every time, the other party will never dare to look at her again.

but angry...

I still remember the first time I got angry, she was abandoned.If there is nothing wrong in the future, no one will take her home, even the holidays are no exception.

Of course, she rarely troubles anyone.

From the age of nine to the present, in the past eight years, she only visited them twice.

The first time, Grandpa's funeral.

The second time, I transferred to No. [-] Middle School.

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In a blink of an eye the weekend.

A key school like Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School advocates the self-consciousness of students. Sometimes students may not have a good effect in class, so the first and second grades of No. [-] Middle School have no classes on weekends, and only the third grade is on Saturdays. Yes, but also empty on Sundays.

In fact, there are not many schools that have a weekend in the third year of senior high school, and No. [-] Middle School happens to be one of them.

On Saturdays, Shui Qianqian never sleeps in, and insists on getting up at six o'clock.

When she doesn't need to work overtime to do the quizzes, with her efficiency of doing the quizzes and reading books, she basically goes to bed at [-] o'clock in the evening, wakes up at [-] o'clock in the morning, and returns to the dormitory at noon to take a half-hour nap.Sleep time is considered too much among other high school students.

But if you want to brush the question, it's another matter.

When she used to brush the questions hard, she slept for three hours for three consecutive days.Later, I was afraid that my body would not be able to bear it, so I gradually shortened the time for doing the questions.

It's just that even if it is shortened, it only sleeps about six hours.

Well, before she transferred to No. [-] Middle School, she found out that Bai Jing was an unsurpassed student god in the second grade of No. [-] Middle School.

After washing up and having breakfast in the cafeteria, she went directly to the classroom.

Before 06:30, there were already a dozen students in the classroom.

No academic master is born.

The classroom was very quiet, so I walked in slowly.

Seeing her come in, several students looked up, then lowered their heads and continued to do their own thing.

It's normal, it's critical learning time.Although everyone gossips about Shui Qianqian, it is only when they are free or between classes, and they will never waste time in the early morning on these things that have no meaning other than entertainment.

Walked to the last row and sat down in her own seat. Shui Qianqian didn't brush up the questions, memorize the books, and didn't do the homework. The weekend homework assigned on Friday, she basically finished it around ten o'clock on Friday night, and then went back to the dormitory. .

Shui Qianqian took out a collection of modern poetry and was reading.

It is said that genius is 90.00% talent plus [-]% sweat.Maybe Shui Qianqian belongs to this kind of people with [-]% talent.

Her memorization speed is relatively fast. Even if she reads poetry anthologies, she can memorize a modern poem after silently reading it about five times.

Of course, this may also have something to do with her engrossed attention every time she reads a book.

If you do something with your heart, there is nothing wrong with it, it's just that it takes time sooner or later.

Use your heart, but also be patient, and you can't act too hastily.Whether it is for learning or for other things.

Shui Qianqian has always understood this truth, so she obviously transferred to No. [-] Middle School for Bai Jing, but she has never really met Bai Jing until now.

She was waiting for a suitable time, or an opportunity to meet.

After silently reading a poem five times, she memorized it.Look up to the window, this time the eyes need to rest.

She still cherishes this part of her body.

She is a top student, but she doesn't wear thick glasses like other top students, not because she reads few books, but because she has a good method.

I just didn't expect that when I looked up, I saw a teenager wearing a tracksuit running on the track, and was called by a few boys playing basketball on the basketball court to form a team.

Most of the students in No. [-] Middle School rely on learning to speak, but there are also a few who don't like learning. Of course, there are sports students and art students.

So it is not uncommon to play basketball on the basketball court early in the morning.

And not every top student doesn't like sports, otherwise how would those school girls maintain their figure.

Just like a handsome boy who was called to form a team to play basketball while running.He was thin, but not that skinny.

He is thin and healthy because he insists on exercising for half an hour every morning.

Someone called him over. He took off his sportswear jacket and hung it on the pull-up iron railing next to the basketball court. He was wearing a white T-shirt.

With a height of 180, he didn't need to jump, he just hung up his clothes with a slight lift of his hand.

Then he took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and wiped the sweat from running on his face. He put the used tissue in the trash can before running towards the basketball court.

The morning in November is not too cold, and the leaves start to adjust to zero, but it is not sad.

After hesitating for nearly ten seconds, Shui Qianqian quickly walked out of the classroom and downstairs with the poetry collection in her hand. When she was running to the basketball court, she made a detour to the commissary to buy a bottle of mineral water.

The sky was slightly cold, and he was sweating from running. He should have run for a long time. He went to play basketball without drinking water. After several half-courts of basketball, he would probably be even thirstier.

He gave her warmth when she was most helpless, and such a small matter as buying a bottle of mineral water was just a matter of convenience for her.

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　　See you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)