Female supremacist: Love is OK, but you have to pay extra

Chapter 100 The whole world is asking her to give up [Part ]

Gu Qing pretended to wipe the blackboard, with his back to the class, a smile on his face rising uncontrollably.

It turns out that Song Qinya was also pretending to learn.

That's fine.

Abandon.

A magical word.

Not only is it the first word in many dictionaries, it also means "to give up."

After all, if you open a book and start at the first page every time, it means that you haven't read the book at all.

Gu Qing was certainly not mocking Song Qinya. Given her family background, it didn't matter how many points she got in the exam. Her mother had a hundred ways to get her into the best universities in various countries.

One hundred kinds!

Damn, why am I getting angrier the more I think about it?

Anyway, this is the Song Qinya that he is familiar with.

Right!

Gu Qing was about to put the blackboard eraser back to its place when he saw the chalk between the gaps of the blackboard. After hesitating for a moment, he picked it up.

Gu Qing returned to his seat.

Footsteps sounded behind Song Qinya, and she almost resisted the urge to turn around and look at Gu Qing.

Song Qinya's low recitation suddenly stopped, and her thoughts began to wander.

The scene of last night is still clearly recalled in my mind at this moment.

"I'm not Gu Qing's client."

Song Qinya suddenly exerted force with both hands holding the English book, and the knuckles of her slender fingers bulged slightly, as if she was trying to tear dozens of pages of paper into pieces.

Until now, Song Qinya still finds it difficult to accept this fact.

Gu Qing's kindness to Xiao Yuzhu was not brought about by an agreement, and was not mixed with any money or interests. It was pure...

Want to be nice to her.

Why?
How am I inferior to Xiao Yuzhu?

This is not envy, nor jealousy, nor hatred.

But it was Song Qinya's genuine confusion.

Just like two similar flowers, Gu Qing chose Xiao Yuzhu's one.

It's not a 50% chance, but no matter how many times he has to choose her, he will definitely choose her.

Because there is no so-called agreement between them.

Song Qinya stayed awake all night last night, tossing and turning in her thoughts, but could only get one conclusion.

Gu Qing's father likes her father's Xiao Yuzhu...

Song Qinya said this in her heart, but she clenched her teeth unconsciously.

Only in this way can you control the itch deep in your tooth roots.

But this brings us back to the same question.

Why does Gu Qing like Xiao Yuzhu?
Song Qinya believes that there is not much difference between herself and Xiao Yuzhu.

Well... grades count as one.

But it's just cultural knowledge. Her sports performance is better than Xiao Yuzhu's, and she can kill ten men with long black hair with one punch.

Moreover, she can also study hard and strive to surpass Xiao Yuzhu.

from now on.

Oh, and hair.

Song Qinya turned her head slightly, and her eyes drifted towards Xiao Yuzhu. Her soft, straight black hair, even though it was the same old black, was still so eye-catching.

If Gu Qing really likes black hair, she can dye it back...

The moment this thought came to her mind, a bitter feeling filled Song Qinya's eyes, causing her to quickly look away, lower her head and no longer look at anyone.

How many times has Gu Qing made her cry?

What a shame.

At this time, a figure slowly stepped onto the podium from the door. A gentle face appeared in front of everyone, with a signature little bee hanging around his waist.

He coughed lightly into the microphone and smiled faintly.

"You did well in the last exam and are the top student in the grade again. You can review yourselves in a targeted manner. If you want to review Chinese, then Chinese. If you want to review math, then math. Just recite and memorize English during breaks." Then, the English teacher's gaze inevitably fell on Song Qinya. He glanced at her with a slight smile, "Hey, isn't this our sleepyhead? Why are you sitting here? Did the head teacher punish you?"

The remark was full of sarcasm but without any malice, yet no one in the class laughed.

Just kidding, it’s not Mid-Autumn Festival yet, no one is missing each other.

Song Qinya only had one sentence to say after breaking up with Gu Qing.

Flammable and explosive!

English teacher: “…”

What a stabilizing force.

He shook his head slightly, glanced back, and saw a string of powerful words on the blackboard.

"Abandon." The English teacher said softly, landing on the English book in front of Song Qinya, "You are already a senior in high school. If you still need to review from the beginning, then you can really give up."

His tone was serious, no longer teasing.

"Teacher, seriously, sometimes giving up is a better choice."

Although he didn't know why Song Qinya suddenly wanted to study seriously, because firstly she didn't need to, and secondly it was too late now.

But precisely because of this, he could offer suggestions without being so disappointed, and calmly let Song Qinya focus on other subjects.

Song Qinya tilted her head and stared at the string of English words in a daze. She didn't know whether it existed before Gu Qing came up. It was just that Gu Qing wiped the blackboard when he came up, but the string of English words still appeared here, which meant that it was left by Gu Qing.

Abandon, give up.

At first, it was her younger sisters who asked her to give up, saying that there was no need to give up the whole forest for a tree and that the next one would be better.

She chose to scold the heroes and gave each of them a slap in the face.

Last night, Song Ruoli asked her to give up, saying that her good sister and Gu Qing had a wrong start, which eventually led to this result.

She chose to remain silent and went back to her dormitory to digest it alone for the whole night.

At this moment, it was Gu Qing, her English teacher, and even the English book that were making her give up.

Song Qinya was shaken.

Yes.

As long as you give up Gu Qing, all these things will disappear.

The troubles, sadness, anger, and grief he gave her...will all disappear like the wind and become a thing of the past.

It’s just adding an “-ed” to the end of her and Gu Qing’s story.

Song Qinya lowered her head and looked at her chest. The necklace carried her body temperature, hidden in the shadows, but still radiated a gorgeous blue color unstoppably, like the moon reflected in the sea, stained with its luster by the sea water.

If I really want to give up Gu Qing, does it mean I have to return the necklace to him?
Because whenever she saw this necklace, she would remember that night, under the starry sky, when Gu Qing wished her a happy birthday with a serious expression.

Objects hold memories.

If you want to give up on someone completely, the things should be returned.

Song Qinya was silent for a long time.

She slowly stretched out a hand, grasped the necklace, and then pulled it down.

There was a slight pain in the back of her neck, and the pain gradually intensified with Song Qinya's movements.

But she remained calm and continued the action, as if pain was inevitable.

click!
Finally, with a crisp sound, the necklace broke.

Song Qinya breathed slightly, ignoring the red marks on her neck that looked like blood lines, and looked down at the necklace. At the bottom, in the crystal diamonds, there was a teardrop-shaped sapphire that looked like the sea.

Like her unshed tears.

Song Qinya lowered her eyes and said nothing, her tail drooping limply behind her.

She is going to give up Gu Qing.

……

Huahai Airport, as the largest airport in the country, is a torture whether waiting for a flight or picking up passengers.

However, Secretary Wang was not anxious at all, but was full of seriousness and earnestness.

Because she knew that the next task was related to whether she could rise to the top after Mr. Li took over the position!
Wang Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, and after a search that was so painful that it almost made her cry, she finally saw her target in the crowd.

Looking at the face that was wearing a mask but still showed a certain indifference to the world, Secretary Wang suppressed his excitement and spoke in a calm tone.

"Mr. Sun, here."

(End of this chapter)