Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 17
It is said that Huaqiao High School is the best high school in Luocheng, and this only refers to its teaching staff.After coming here for a month, Cheng Moqiong fully saw the true face of Huaqiao Middle School.

The cement road at the school gate is still under construction, and every time I take the bus, I am unbearably bumped by the bumpy dirt road, so I have to take the dangerous and expensive "Flying motorcycle".In addition, the dormitory and teaching areas are also without water from time to time.

No, today, there was a power outage in the teaching area.

More than 50 people are crowded in a classroom, even if the doors and windows are wide open, it is impossible for people to calm down and concentrate on listening to the class.As soon as the get out of class bell rang, almost everyone got up at the same time and walked out of the classroom corridor to enjoy the shade.

The two stood in the corridor with their backs leaning against the railing. He Xin asked, "Xiao Qiong, it's time to prepare for the National Day. How are you going to spend it?"

"I don't have any plans, I should be at home." Cheng Moqiong frowned, thought for a while, and said.

"Aren't you going out with your family?"

"Yeah." Cheng Moqiong shook her head.He turned around, leaned on the railing, propped his head on his hands, and stared at the classroom on the opposite building.I also want to hang out with my family.

"Why don't you come to Shicheng to find me?" He Xin also turned around and warmly invited.

"When the time comes, let's call."

"Yeah, okay. I'll show you my home." He Xin said with a smile.

Cheng Moqiong nodded, then looked at the high school classroom opposite, and counted the positions of each class one by one.Class [-] is probably in the third classroom on the second floor.

Cheng Haoqiong watched it for a long time, wondering if that senior with a sharp tongue was in that classroom?

His legs are so long, how can they be stuffed under the table?
His legs are so long, and the bed in the dormitory is only two meters long. After putting down the pillow, do his feet stick out of the bed?

Or do you bend your feet when you sleep?

Does he bump his head when going down the stairs?
The door is so short, does he have to lower his head when entering the dormitory...

Cheng Haoqiong was in a daze between classes, thinking about these questions all the time.It is estimated that for a small person like her, it is impossible to understand the "suffering" of a tall person.

Suddenly, with her good eyesight, she saw a tall figure appearing in the classroom on the second floor opposite.

"Sure enough, that's the classroom of Class Eight!"

He Xin followed her joyful gaze, and saw a figure appearing by the window in the classroom on the second floor opposite, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Xiao Qiong, I said you are boring enough. The other day, you even complained about her vicious tongue. So, today I’m spying on people again.”

"I'm not peeping, we're obviously looking at it openly, okay! Besides, his venomous tongue doesn't affect his appearance. I still appreciate beautiful things with a discerning eye."

"Haven't you heard that gold and jade are outside, but failure is inside?"

"I've heard it, but it's good to look at it comfortably with my eyes. I don't look at it with my heart now, so I don't mind."

"You are the number one fan of the Appearance Association!"

"Bingo! The one who knows me is Mo Xinxin." Cheng Moqiong said while resting her head on He Xin's shoulder.

"Hey, you're so disgusting!" He Xin moved her head away in disgust.

"I just like to disgust you." Cheng Moqiong, who was pushed away, hugged He Xin's arm again, and rubbed his head on her shoulder.

When the class bell rang, He Xin quickly ran back to the classroom, away from this "disgusting" guy.Cheng Moqiong looked at her fleeing figure and smiled happily.He glanced back at the figure in the opposite building, looked away reluctantly, and walked back to the classroom.

Later, Cheng Moqiong would stand in the corridor every day between classes, sometimes chatting with others, sometimes in a daze by herself, and most of the time, watching a person's life from the sidelines.

Occasionally, the person opposite will feel a fiery gaze, and will look at the world outside the window suspiciously.At this time, Cheng Moqiong would turn her head hastily and shift her gaze to other places.

When he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that the person had rejoined his circle, he returned his sight and continued to wait and see.

He Xin often stood by her side, jokingly said, "Xiao Qiong, you are a husband-wife again."

"Wrong, I'm looking at the statue of God." Every time, Cheng Zhuoqiong would correct He Xin seriously.

(End of this chapter)