The god of learning, he blew up

Chapter 202 She Is My First Love
Luo Qing didn't want to do this either. Exams used to be like this. Every time I took the exam, my mind went blank. No matter how good my grades are, it's useless once the exam comes.

So Luo Qing didn't like exams very much, and he didn't even like studying. Later, he simply gave up on himself and thought about how to play every day. After entering high school, he didn't even bother to come to school.

If Luo Qing really wanted to play professionally, she wouldn't suddenly want to study now.

Su Kui frowned, then put away Luo Qing's test paper and gave her a set of practice questions.

"Have time to do whatever you want."

"Oh." Luo Qing nodded without refusing.

It just so happens that she hasn't done these homework for a long time, and there are no practice questions at home, so take it home and see if she can do it.

"Also, do it in advance and memorize all of these." Su Kui took a thick notebook from the desk again. The cover is very cartoony, and it looks like it has been outdated for a long time.

Seeing such a notebook that is obviously only used by children, Luo Qing looked surprised and looked at Su Shi in disbelief.

"You still use this kind of notebook?"

Facing Luo Qing's surprise, Su Kui didn't respond at all, and his tone was flat.

"My neighbor's sister gave it to me when I was young."

I used to keep it at home and keep it well. This time I transferred to another school and brought it with me.

Seeing that Luo Qing's grades were really bad, Su Kui had always planned to help her improve. During this time, Su Kui came to sort out his high school notes when he was free. The notebook that had been blank was also covered with his handwriting. The home page remains the same as before, nothing has changed.

The name of Su Kui was written crookedly on the front page, and the word "Qi" was written very wide, forming "San Gu" abruptly.

"Su Sangu?" Luo Qing blinked, "Did you write so ugly before?"

Su Ku was expressionless: "It was written by the neighbor's sister."

"Wow~" Luo Qing laughed suddenly, squinted at Su Yu, and raised his brows, "The plot of childhood sweetheart? It feels like a story!"

Su Kui stared at Luo Qing's eyes, which were so dark that it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

In the silence, Luo Qing gradually became nervous.

There's no real story, is there?

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't need to ask, if...

When Luo Qing's thoughts were racing, Su Yu finally opened his mouth and said what Luo Qing didn't want to hear the most.

"She was my first love."

Su Shi's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of nostalgia. When he recalled how the little girl protected him back then, his brows and eyes softened instantly.

The smile on Luo Qing's face froze, and when he heard Su Kui's words, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

It turns out... Su Kui had a first love...

There is no goddess, but there is a neighbor's sister's first love.

It feels more uncomfortable than Su Ku having a goddess...

My childhood sweetheart, I hate it the most...

Su Ku was very sensitive to the changes in Luo Qing's mood, and knew what Luo Qing had misunderstood, but he didn't explain.

Between the two, because of Su Kui's words, there was silence.

Luo Qing propped his chin and held the pen in his hand, poked twice on the exercise book from time to time, and couldn't help but think about Su Kui.

Su Kui's first love...my childhood sweetheart's neighbor sister, how can she fight for this...

Are the two of them still in touch?
Will they still be together now?
The more Luo Qing thought about it, the more outrageous he became. In order to restrain his various thoughts, he could only force himself to answer the questions.

The effect of answering the question was unexpectedly much better, and his mind was not as blank as before.

Whenever she concentrated her energy and tried to answer the questions well, but she didn't answer well, she felt much better when she relaxed.

Su Kui also noticed that when Luo Qing was doing the questions, it was much easier to be inattentive than concentrated.

(End of this chapter)