Chapter 7: Opportunities

The opportunity that Chen Xueqian expected soon after, as he remembered, came on New Year's Eve.

On this day, Chen Xueqian's homeroom teacher and English teacher walked into the classroom together.

Everyone who had been busy with each other quieted down at the same time.

Chen Xueqian's English teacher is a woman in her thirties, surnamed Zhu, and most of the time, Chen Xueqian will call her a third sister-in-law. That's right, she is the wife of Chen Xueqian's cousin Chen Xuebin.

At this time, the head teacher took the lead to walk to the podium and looked at the crowd and announced: "I have just received a notice that the city will hold a middle school students' style contest in the near future, and the content of the competition is to require everyone to conduct a speech contest in English. The top three in this competition will be rewarded with 20 points for the high school entrance examination. And the school will reward an additional 500 yuan. After the school's research and decision, two students from our class will be selected to participate in this competition. The specific selection method will be explained by Mr. Zhu for you. ”

With that, the homeroom teacher stepped aside and gave up the podium to the English teacher.

Teacher Zhu glanced at the students in the audience, and said with an excited expression: "I am going to arrange a small test, let everyone write a self-introduction in English, and then everyone will read aloud on stage." We will select the best two of them to participate in this competition. ”

Chen Xueqian, who was sitting below, heard the words and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A qiē is really like the development in memory.

For this competition, Chen Xueqian has long been prepared. In his previous life, he naturally did not have the opportunity to participate in this competition with his English scores. But this time, Chen Xueqian is determined to win this competition. His first pot of gold after being reborn relied on this.

Since the announcement, the enthusiasm for learning English in the class has suddenly increased. Some people even read English books in other classes.

Chen Xueqian still maintains his own inherent rhythm. There is no doubt that his English level at this time is superior to his peers. There's no need for an impromptu reinforcement effort.

Just when Chen Xueqian was enriching himself step by step, Gu Qingying had been in a hurry recently.

Originally, there was supposed to be a composition class a few days ago, but because of the English speech competition, the school asked her and the English teacher to give everyone a speech tutoring class.

This made Gu Qingying, who was looking forward to seeing Chen Xueqian's new story, almost hold back a mouthful of blood.

I finally waited until this week, and after a long wait, it was finally time to collect essays again.

When Gu Qingying got Chen Xueqian's composition text, she almost couldn't help but read it directly in class, and in the end, it was the teacher's sense of responsibility. Let her resist that impulse and patiently teach everyone a lesson, but every minute and every second of this class is like a torment for her at this time.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of class, Gu Qingying announced the end of class more anxiously than the students for the first time. The representative of the Chinese class followed her back to the office with the text, Gu Qingying looked at a few teachers in the office, she couldn't stand it, and said to a familiar teacher: "I'll go back to the dormitory first, if someone looks for me, go to the dormitory and call me." ”

After speaking, he ignored the teacher's somewhat surprised eyes, and ran to his dormitory with a stack of texts. The somewhat cheerful back actually looks like a female college student. The excitement almost erupted, and it couldn't be hidden.

At this time, Gu Qingying couldn't care about these at all, she only had the text of Chen Xueqian in her arms, and only the stories written in this book.

Back in the dormitory, Gu Qingying couldn't wait to take out Chen Xueqian's composition text and opened it excitedly.

However, there was nothing in the book that she was expecting.

There was only one poem there. A seven-character quatrain with only four lines!

"I have been writing for three years, and now I can't read books. If you know that the book ruins the future, it is not as good as when the fisherman does not know. ”

When Gu Qingying saw this poem, the whole person froze on the spot.

She couldn't figure out Chen Xueqian's intention in writing this poem for a while. Looking at the literal meaning, it seems to be lamenting that the future has been ruined because of the love of reading.

But what book ruined the future? Is this what he and he write to each other? Or was it a euphemism for him to cut off text communication with himself?

Almost instantly, Gu Qingying suddenly seemed to have lost her spirit.

At this moment, the phone that Gu Qingying had placed on the table rang.

Gu Qingying knew who was calling from this call. But she was in no mood to answer the phone at this time. She lay on her side on her bed with a hint of sorrow. Faintly, there seemed to be crystal tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.

From this day on, Gu Qingying began to be haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Chen Xueqian inadvertently looked up in an early reading class, he was shocked when he saw her sitting on the podium with empty eyes, revealing a sense of haggardness.

Almost instantly, he thought of his own poem!

The reason why he wrote that poem to Gu Qingying was to persuade her to read less sad youth literature and face life positively and optimistically.

But it was obvious that Gu Qingying seemed to have misunderstood something. The reason why he was sure of Gu Qingying was because that poem became like this, because in the memory of his previous life, Gu Qingying had never looked like this. In Gu Qingying's life in this life, the only thing that has changed is probably herself.

And if you think about it, that poem is really misleading. It is also said that he was negligent.

Thinking of this, he looked at Gu Qingying's haggard appearance. For a while, Chen Xueqian felt a little self-reproach in his heart.

After a little hesitation, Chen Xueqian took out a notebook and began to bury his head in writing and drawing on the notebook.

For his chatter during this time, the same table is no longer strange. At this time, seeing that he suddenly began to bury his head in writing again, his table mate didn't even turn his head to look at him.

In such an early reading class, Chen Xueqian wrote nearly 1,000 words freely.

When the morning reading class was over, Gu Qingying walked out of the classroom with some despair, Chen Xueqian hurriedly followed.

When Chen Xueqian chased him out, Gu Qingying happened to walk in front of the classroom of the third (1) class of junior high school. Chen Xueqian glanced around. Lots of classmates! But Gu Qingying will be in the office again, and it will undoubtedly be even more inconvenient there. Chen Xueqian groaned slightly, and chased after him in a few big strides.

While Gu Qingying was still in despair, Chen Xueqian had quickly stuffed a folded note into her hand.

By the time she reacted, Chen Xueqian had already run away with only a shadow left. Gu Qingying wanted to call him back, so she threw away the note in her hand in front of him.

But in the end, she didn't do anything, and there was a fierce ideological struggle in her heart: Aren't you going to cut ties with me? Don't you think I'm ruining your future? Why are you teasing me now? Stuff me with a note again! What the hell am I? Do you play with the dolls? Is it talented? I don't want you to care!

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't throw the note away.

In the end, Gu Qingying could only comfort herself in the bottom of her heart: "Just look at what tricks he plays, anyway, no matter what he writes this time, don't fall for him again." Remember, you are his teacher and you are dignified! ”

Gu Qingying, who was in a complicated mood, didn't think about it at all, and her mentality at this time was not what a teacher should have for students. Even because she was a student, she was emaciated and her clothes were getting wider, which was extremely abnormal in itself.

However, at this time, Gu Qingying didn't think about these things at all. And Chen Xueqian ignored that he was completely different from his previous life because of his inherent thoughts in his previous life. The impact he brought to Gu Qingying was also completely different.

Annoyed in her heart, Gu Qingying, who was sulking, returned to the office. The note that Chen Xueqian stuffed to her had been hidden in her pocket. She deliberately didn't open the note like a little girl.

But her face suddenly turned a little rosy. It seems that Gu Qingying, who has a normal temperament and a graceful temperament and a delicate face, is back.

This sudden change surprised a few teachers on the side.

In this way, when school was out in the morning, when Chen Xueqian and Chen Qian walked out of the classroom together, they saw Gu Qingying's figure flashing into the cafeteria from a distance. Gu Qingying lives in the school, so she usually eats in the school cafeteria.

Chen Xueqian retracted his gaze and walked out of the campus side by side with Chen Qian. Many people in the class have been surprised by such a scene. At first, there were a few strange screams that caught the narrows. Later, Chen Xueqian and Chen Qian didn't care anymore, and it was boring to call people.

On the way, Chen Xueqian was silent as always, thinking about things.

Chen Qian suddenly broke the silence: "You have a good relationship with Yang Qiuyan recently!" ”

Chen Xueqian was thinking about Gu Qingying's matter before, and he was a little distracted, and when he heard Chen Qian's words, he responded with a "hmm" before he could react.

Chen Qian saw his straightforward admit, and immediately stomped her foot a little angrily. Chen Xueqian, who was walking side by side with her, suddenly passed by.

After Chen Xueqian reacted, he turned his head in surprise and looked at Chen Qian, who was standing in place and staring at him. I was at a loss for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xueqian asked casually. He still didn't think of the trick.

"You like her?" Chen Qian ignored Chen Xueqian's question and asked rhetorically. At the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him burningly, as if to see that there was something wrong with his expression.

Chen Xueqian was stunned when he heard this, and asked a little stunned: "Who?" Yang Qiuyan? How could you think that? ”

He was also a little helpless by Chen Qian's somewhat big brain hole for a while.

"Then why are you so close to her, she is sitting next to you after class these days." Obviously, Chen Qian has been holding this matter in her heart for a long time. It is not at all that Chen Xueqian can convince in a few words at this time.

"Is there one? I'm memorizing words between classes, and I haven't paid attention to where she sits! Chen Xueqian was a little aggrieved. He really didn't pay much attention to Yang Qiuyan's actions.

In his previous life, he and Yang Qiuyan also had a few dewy relationships, and for many of Yang Qiuyan's actions, he had a bit of an old husband and wife-like habits. No matter how intimate he is, will he still care if Yang Qiuyan sits next to him, asks a few fake English questions, and flicks his hair twice?

But in the eyes of Chen Qian, a little girl, this is simply a blatant show of love. Coupled with the previous eye contact, how could she not be vigilant.

Unconsciously, Chen Qian regarded Chen Xueqian as her personal exclusive!