The school notified Li Jinghe about Qin Qing's fainting due to heatstroke, and Li Jinghe, who was out of town, informed Grandma Qin, which frightened Grandma Qin.
Especially after seeing Qin Qing's untreated wounds that were hidden under her military training trousers, Grandma Qin went into a semi-violent state.
—
"Is heat stroke a small thing? Tiantian almost fainted! If it develops into heat stroke, something big will happen!"
Grandma Qin was so angry that her voice doubled in volume.
"What's the point of training - you have to make problems before you regret it, right?! No more training!"
In the end, under Grandma Qin's tough attitude, Li Jinghe had no choice but to call the school and directly asked for a week's leave for Qin Qing.
Since Qin Qing did show signs of fainting during training before, the teacher was too embarrassed to say anything and had no choice but to agree.
Therefore, when Qin Qing returned to No. 1 Middle School, it was already after the military training.
She was almost a completely unfamiliar new classmate, and after a week of estrangement, when Qin Qing returned to Class 15, she felt like a complete outsider.
Fortunately, among these new classmates, there is someone who is different.
"You are finally back!"
Zhuo An saw that Qin Qing sat on her seat without saying a word after entering the classroom in the morning, and immediately got up and ran over, "How is it? Did you have a good rest at home??"
Qin Qing was obviously not used to this very familiar girl.
She blinked her eyelashes twice, and then nodded, with a soft smile on her lips.
"Um."
The corners of her beautiful almond-shaped eyes also drooped slightly.
Zhuo Anke was stunned for a second, and when he came back to his senses, he sighed sadly -
"My background is far inferior to yours, but after going through the hell week of military training, the difference between our skin colors is almost cross-racial."
“…”
Qin Qing wanted to say something to comfort him, but looking at Zhuo Anke's skin color, which was a few shades different from a week ago, she couldn't say anything against her will.
The small face with delicate features wrinkled up a little depressed.
Zhuo Anke was amused by her little expression: "Xiao Qing, you are so cute, no wonder you are missed by that person."
"… ah?"
The topic changed too quickly. Before Qin Qing could figure out what issue Zhuo Anke was talking about, she was led astray again—
"Did you know?" Zhuo Anke winked at Qin Qing, "Wen Yufeng was punished with a demerit and was criticized by the whole school because of his conflict with the instructor that day."
“…”
Qin Qing was stunned.
Zhuo Anke continued: "A few days ago, many sophomores and even seniors came to our grade building, asking about you, the little beauty who made Wen Yufeng fight with the instructor."
Qin Qing choked at Zhuo Anke's words. After a few seconds, her ears turned red like white jade, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she repeated: "...'Little Beauty'?"
"Hahaha, that's not what I said."
Zhuo Anke smiled and clapped his hands, "They said it themselves in the second year of high school - if they say that Wen Yufeng can make Wen Yufeng dump his school beauty girlfriend, she must be a well-hidden little beauty."
Qin Qing's delicate eyebrows furrowed and she hesitated before asking.
"What does 'dumping the school beauty girlfriend' mean?"
"Don't you know?" Zhuo Anke's eyes widened, "During the last school year, there was a rumor in the high school that our school beauty Ling Yu was Wen Yufeng's girlfriend."
Qin Qing still frowned and shook her head lightly.
"I'm really not familiar with him."
“…”
Zhuo Anke was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and stared at Qin Qing's facial expression without blinking, refusing to let go of any change.
After staring like this for nearly half a minute, she was finally sure that the girl was telling the truth.
—Or, at least Qin Qing thinks that they are not familiar with each other at all.
After a few more seconds, Zhuo Anke asked with a difficult smile.
"Then what did you think after you heard that Ling Yu was his girlfriend?"
"some."
Qin Qing nodded affirmatively.
Zhuo Anke's eyes lit up and he thought, "I knew it", and quickly asked, "How does it feel?"
Qin Qing answered honestly, with pure and pure curiosity in her black and white eyes -
"Who is Ling Yu? Is she beautiful?"
Zhuo Anke: "..."
Somehow, she suddenly sympathized with Senior Wen.
- Facts have proved that the boss's emotional path may also be full of twists and turns, especially when he falls in love with a girl who is not very emotionally sensitive.
Out of a humanitarian spirit, Zhuo Anke decided to give Qin Qing a heads up, but before she could speak, the front door of the classroom was pushed open.
Teacher Xiaolin, the head teacher of Class 15, walked in.
"Qin Qing."
Teacher Xiao Lin stood beside the podium and waved to Qin Qing with a smile. "You come."
Qin Qing met Teacher Xiaolin's eyes and had a premonition in her heart.
She stood up and prepared to pack her schoolbag.
Teacher Xiao Lin waved his hand: "No need to get paper and pen, they are already prepared for you over there."
Qin Qing nodded and left her seat in front of everyone's confused eyes.
Before leaving, she glanced at Zhuo Anke apologetically and regretfully.
—
I wonder if there will be a girl with such a good personality who is willing to take the initiative to be friends with me in the new class of high school
… …
After being called away by the class teacher before the first class in the morning, Qin Qing did not show up for the whole day.
The students in the class couldn't help but talk about this "little talented girl" who had a very different daily life. It was not until the second class on the afternoon of the next day that Qin Qing finally appeared at the door of the classroom of Class 15 accompanied by Teacher Xiao Lin. outside.
It was the Chinese class time for Class 15 of Senior High School. Teacher Xiao Lin knocked on the door. The Chinese teacher in the class noticed and walked over.
The two teachers whispered, and the Chinese teacher looked at Qin Qing who was walking back to her seat in surprise.
Qin Qing, who returned to her seat, did not sit down, but directly started packing her schoolbag.
By this time, the class could no longer suppress it, and there was a burst of whispers.
She hesitated for a moment before Qin Qing packed up her things silently and walked out.
Then Qin Qing turned back and glanced at Zhuo Anke, who was not far away from her.
Zhuo Anke obviously didn't understand what was going on, and was looking at her blankly.
After only struggling for two seconds, Qin Qing's face showed a soft and peaceful smile.
She walked to Zhuo Anke's side.
"I'm going to be a sophomore in high school, but I don't know which class I am in yet, so I can't tell you."
As she spoke, Qin Qing bent down and wrote a series of numbers on the calculation paper for Zhuo Anke. Then she straightened up, bent her almond-shaped eyes and smiled lightly, "You are the first friend I made here. I want you to Keep in touch.”
“…”
Zhuo Anke was still confused, but he was bewitched by that bright smile and nodded instinctively.
Teacher Xiao Lin urged, and Qin Qing didn't waste any more time. She put down her pen and waved to Zhuo Anke, then turned and walked towards the classroom door.
Teacher Xiao Lin held Qin Qing's shoulders and looked at the class who were still discussing in low voices.
"Okay, stop talking."
Teacher Xiao Lin glanced at him and said, "That's right, our classmate Qin Qing, because of her excellent academic performance, has passed the aptitude test in all subjects of the first grade of high school and was promoted to the second grade of high school. After today, Qin Qing will be yours." She’s a senior, you all have to learn from her in the future.”
Speaking of this, Teacher Xiaolin laughed first.
He patted Qin Qing on the shoulder and whispered: "Qin Qing, say goodbye to your classmates."
Qin Qing responded, took a step forward, and bowed toward the center of the classroom.
"Thank you for taking care of me these days."
After saying this, Qin Qing blushed slightly and stepped back.
"Is this the end?" Teacher Xiao Lin didn't react and looked at Qin Qing in surprise.
“…”
Qin Qing looked back at him with the tips of her ears slightly red.
"Teacher Lin, we, Qin Qing, are the most introverted. It's not like you don't know that."
In the classroom, a female voice spoke, with a kind smile in her voice.
Qin Qing turned around and looked over, and it was Zhuo Anke who spoke, who was smiling at her and mouthing -
"Wait until I find you."
Qin Qing also had a soft smile on her face.
… …
Ten minutes later, Qin Qing was taken to the second-grade mathematics group by Teacher Xiaolin.
—In front of Fu Zhengnan's desk.
"Qin Qing, you know Teacher Fu. He will be your new class teacher from now on."
"..."
Qin Qing looked at Fu Zhengnan, who looked quite kind in front of her, and was stunned.
If she remembered it well, that person... was in Teacher Fu's class, right
…
At the same time, Class 6 of the second grade of high school was in the classroom.
"Brother Yu, you said you came so early again, and you are idle."
Li Xiang was sitting in the back row, holding the basketball on the tip of his index finger, spinning it quickly while looking at Wen Yufeng distractedly, "Let's go out and play basketball?"
Wen Yufeng said nothing and glanced at Li Xiang lazily.
Seeing that there was something going on, Li Xiang moved forward even more enthusiastically.
"Besides, Brother Yu, you've been at school for so long these past two days, so you probably haven't gone to the fighting arena much, right? Go down and play basketball, just to stretch your muscles?"
Wen Yufeng looked at Zhao Zirui behind Li Xiang, and when he saw that he was also eager to try, he raised the corners of his lips.
"Then let's go."
The boy stood up and put his hands in his pockets.
"Go call someone."
With that said, he walked directly to the back door.
"Wen Yufeng!"
On the podium, the geography teacher who turned around saw the figures in the back row who were about to reach the classroom door. He was so angry that he threw away his teaching books.
"Where are you going!?"
The boy walking at the front paused, turned his upper body sideways, and leaned slightly toward the podium.
After standing up straight again, the smile on the boy's lips was languid—
"I slept too much. Go out and wake up. Teacher, please continue."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the back door of the classroom.