The short recess ended quickly, the class bell rang, and the teacher continued to lecture. Xia Hanqing had already cleaned up here, she thought about it, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong, and in the end, she could only suppress her mind and concentrate on listening to the class. As a result, within two minutes, the phone was buzzing.

Nowadays, everyone basically ignores the so-called mobile phone bag and holds the mobile phone in their hands during class. Even if you don't play, you have to touch it once in a while to feel at ease.

During class, everyone's mobile phones are set to silent, and in order not to miss important messages, they will set the vibration status. At this moment, Xia Hanqing's mobile phone rang, and several people next to him touched their mobile phones and came out to look.

Only Wang Tiehammer is very calm, because ......

Because her phone is always in her hands.

It was obvious that Xia Hanqing's mobile phone was ringing, but she realized it later. After everyone else finished reading the phone, and the buzzing continued, she took out the mobile phone from her pocket and saw that it was actually a QQ phone, and the caller was the head of the propaganda department of the hospital.

Choosing to refuse, Xia Hanqing planned to type to ask the minister what was going on, but after the QQ phone interface disappeared, she saw that there were more than ten lines of words in the chat box with the minister. asked her if she was not there, and said the key point directly: "Xia Hanqing, your handiwork hasn't been handed in yet?"

Handmade pieces?

Thinking of the handiwork that was still in the dormitory, Xia Hanqing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly typed: "Not yet, are you going to hand it in?"

"It's going to be over!" the minister replied very quickly, "If you don't pay it again, you won't be able to catch up with the evaluation!"

Then, the minister asked very uneasily, "Haven't you done it yet?"

"No!" Xia Hanqing hurriedly explained: "It's already been done, where will I deliver it?" ”

"You go back to the dormitory at noon, and I'll get it at the door of your dormitory station. After speaking, the minister also forwarded a screenshot to Xia Hanqing, which clearly indicated that the deadline for submitting works was 12 noon today.

Xia Hanqing suddenly felt embarrassed: "I'm sorry to ......"

Then she told the minister that there were only the first two classes this morning, and that she could go over and deliver the works herself.

"Oh well. The minister sent the address to Xia Hanqing, and added a sentence with confidence: "You must remember to send it!"

After the two classes, Xia Hanqing said hello to Wang Tiezhu and the others, and then rushed back to the dormitory in a hurry, grabbed his handiwork and ran out.

At this time, the lunar calendar has not yet come out of March, but Xia Hanqing is sweating on the tip of his nose.

Finally came to the designated place, Xia Hanqing stood at the door, took a few deep breaths, and then knocked on the door.

A voice came from the house: "Come in." ”

Pushing open the door, Xia Hanqing walked in and saw that the table against the west wall was full of various handmade works, each with its own label. In the corner of the table, there is also a notebook for registering the type of work, the name, and the name of the maker's class.

Put down the handmade work made of paper, tear a post-it note from the wall, write your simple information on it, and then glue it to the work, bend down again, and carefully write down the name of the work and other information on the registration book, Xia Hanqing took one last look at his work and turned to leave.

Perhaps, this time we can win a big prize!

Xia Hanqing thought of the handmade works of other people he had seen before, and smiled secretly.

I wanted to compete for the rankings before, but now my mind is clearer. After all, the opponents are too weak, and if they can win the prize, it is not uncommon at all!

After Xia Hanqing left, the people in the room slowly raised their heads, and it was actually Zhao Gen's girlfriend Xue Yang. She stood up and went to the table where the handicrafts were placed, her eyes glancing over the pieces, and finally stopped when she saw the boy and the cat.

"It's so beautiful, it's so exquisite!"

Xue Yang sighed sincerely, and then, she stretched out her hand and pulled the kitten's head off!

Although this was just a fake cat made of paper, after seeing the kitten's head separated from its body, Xue Yang's heart still felt a burst of darkness.

The next moment, she stretched out her claws to the little boy, and her hand tightly grasped the head made of paper, and tightened it hard.

"Hiss......"

Taking her hand back, Xue Yang saw a very small wound in the palm of her hand, she didn't care, she let go of the paper that had been pinched and deformed, and the boy who was good and decent could no longer see his original appearance at this time.

When I left before, I made an appointment with everyone to meet in the library, and Xia Hanqing came to the library soon after handing in his works, and before he went upstairs, he saw that several tents had been set up in the library to promote World Book Day.

Wang Tiezhu, Wang Jinmiao and Wang Yanqiu chose a private room to sit in, and at this moment they were pulling Tang Zheng to fight the landlord.

The cards are smoother, plus the luck is better, several people are out of the cards are very neat, as a result, Xia Hanqing came in a few minutes, you come and I have finished the cards in your hand, all to Xia Hanqing's side: "Hanqing, come, fight the landlord." ”

Xia Hanqing refused: "Don't play, you can play, isn't it just four people." ”

"Five people are fun, and they can also play the landlord in light and dark. Wang Yanqiu pulled Xia Hanqing to sit down, and Xia Hanqing was forced to start his career as a landlord.

Different from the three-person game of Happy Fighting Landlord, this kind of light and dark fighting landlord is more complicated. First of all, there are two landlords in it, the person who receives the landlord's card is in the Ming, and the person who has the same size and suit as the landlord's card is the dark landlord, lurking in the peasants and quietly helping his real companions to win. In the end, as long as one of the light and dark landlords wins, the landlord wins.

Of course, there is a more interesting situation, that is, the landlord himself received the landlord's card of the same size suit, in this way, to be calm, quiet, do not be found out by everyone that the landlord is the same person, quietly provide false information to others, interfere with the judgment of other students, and finally take advantage of the chaos to win......

Here, probably Xia Hanqing was lucky, she came up and caught the landlord's card of hearts, became a Ming landlord, and fought against four farmers - in fact, three farmers and one landlord.

The landlord had several more cards than others, and Xia Hanqing grabbed them and stuffed them into the cards in his hand in turn. Every time she stuffed it, she had to smile mysteriously, faintly making people feel bad.

"Is Xia Hanqing a good card?" Tang Zheng asked tentatively.

Xia Hanqing shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

"It seems to be very good. Wang Tiezhu and the others regarded Xia Hanqing as a person who had just arrived and needed to guide and observe the visitors, and observed carefully, and found that there was no difference.

The landlord and the farmer took turns to play cards, and the cards in Xia Hanqing's hand gradually became fewer, and victory was just around the corner.

"To three. ”

"To five. ”

"To seven. ”

It's like counting, people here played cards, and Xia Hanqing immediately shot: "Right nine." ”

Looking at the two hearts on the table, everyone sitting around had an epiphany: it turned out that there was no secret landlord!

Xia Hanqing reacted when he noticed that other people's eyes were wrong: he played his cards too easily, and forgot about hiding his identity.