Lin Qingjia is a smart person, but she is mathematically stupid, which she believes is due to genes.

Lin Qingjia's father, Lin Peng, is a literary and artistic elderly man who runs a bookstore with Lin's mother Zhou Ling in Y City. Father Lin's writing is extraordinary, and he is proficient in English, while mathematics is a mess on par with Lin Qingjia.

Over the years, Lin's father and mother have hired tutors for her and sent her to training classes, but there has been no improvement, and the family has given up her mathematics since then. In this regard, Lin's father said that if Lin Qingjia couldn't get along, he would come back to inherit the family business and run a bookstore. When Father Lin said this, he always had a feeling that he wanted to inherit the throne. The throne is the throne, anyway, she was originally the little princess of her parents.

However, fortunately, she is good at Chinese and English, so she does not rely on the Queen Mother for every exam. Lin Qingjia knew that he had to go to a good university no matter what, in order to fight for his breath and to get close to Wang Zhiqiu. But she doesn't want to be Wang Zhiqiu's princess, she wants to be the queen. Imagining the arbitrary "ravage" of Wang Zhiqiu, the serf turned over and sang to her, she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Walking out of the library, Lin Qingjia walked to the cafeteria in annoyance. Studying in a different place, she has long learned to take good care of herself, she should eat and drink, and it is impossible to fall out of love and become thinner. In general, Lin Qingjia is a proud person, and when he gave up first after talking to Wang Zhiqiu, she decided never to take the initiative to find Wang Zhiqiu again.

She went to the cafeteria near the library. It's not a meal now, there aren't many people in the cafeteria, and Ma Yu orders good dishes and eats them seriously. Lin Qingjia has a good habit of not swiping his mobile phone during meals.

When Xiang Yi entered the cafeteria, he quickly found Lin Qingjia's figure. It's not that I'm impressed by her thoughts day and night, but that she eats beautifully and he can't tell why. He quickly cooked a meal, sat down not far from Lin Qingjia, and looked at her from time to time to find that Mei was there. Modern people use mobile phones more and more, and the same is true when eating, and posture is inevitably out of harmony.

And Lin Qingjia sat upright, his eyes did not take off the bowl, and the meal was carefully taken in one bite at a time. There is a delicate and demure beauty, especially in the noisy environment of the canteen, and there is a taste of independence from the world. He thought, he was stunned, he had clearly seen the heroism of her "big stomach" before.

Lin Qingjia seemed to feel his gaze, glanced up at him and focused on the plate, to speak, Lin Qingjia is a short-sighted dog, and she doesn't want to wear glasses if she doesn't have a high degree, but she often can't see whether people are real. She looked up, but she didn't see the good-looking little milk dog in her mouth.

Xiang Yi was not surprised to see this, he had already discovered that she sometimes squinted when she looked at people, and she thought that she was short-sighted. But this time she didn't squint, she didn't care about the opposite sex, she didn't have the desire to find out whose it was, and she wanted to have a boyfriend or the object of her heart. However, it is a little funny to think that she squints at things. He lowered his eyes, made few movements of his hands, and did not seem to be in a hurry to eat.

Lin Qingjia sorted out the plate and walked towards the recycling place, and finally talked to her aunt with a smile. Xiang Yi chuckled, really like a little sun, warm.

If Wang Zhiqiu saw it, it would probably be very strange, Lin Qingjia in his impression was quite a person. Although he is always stupid in the process of getting along with him, like a second ha. But with his understanding of her, he naturally knows her personality, Lin Qingjia disdains the hippie smiley face that she doesn't want to change, she always gives Fu polite respect, keeps a psychological distance, and almost never has a hippie smile with strangers.

Wang Zhiqiu should be strange, Lin Qingjia is indeed such a person. But then before her. Now she deeply understands the truth of reaching out and not hitting smiling people. A smile is the best passport and is very useful in an unfamiliar environment.

Every day's bad mood has to be cleared at the moment when you fall into the bed. —Mr. Deka's mailbox

Lin Qingjia also has a rare good habit of reading before going to bed. For this reason, Father Lin is proud that his perennial habits have finally affected another person. In fact, there are only two people so far, Lin Mu and Lin Qingjia.

Lin Qingjia pulled up the bed curtain, did not cover the ceiling, and the soft light penetrated in and shone on his body and books. She was half-lying on the bed and carefully reading "Fusang" in her hand.

She likes Yan Geling, and she likes her works after learning about her life experience, and she especially likes "Fusang". Every time I read this book, Lin Qingjia has different feelings. There is so much suffering and forgiveness in the book that her experience is not enough to make much of an assessment. But she only likes the development of the relationship between Fusang, Chris and Dayong, one is a loyal Western knight, the other is a brave Eastern ranger, and in the extremely unfortunate, Fusang is a lucky person who is tolerant, gentle, and bloody.

Sometimes Lin Qingjia feels that there is something similar between Fusang and Dayong to her and Wang Zhiqiu. She naturally doesn't have the all-inclusive pattern of Fusang, but in the face of feelings, she feels that people who have been up and down for 5,000 years are the same.

"Qingjia, lend me your body milk, mine hasn't arrived yet." Fang Ling's voice came from under the bed.

"Well, on that shelf by the clothes."

"No thanks, hehe" Fang Ling said to himself very shamelessly. “

"Poof...... I was speechless and choked," Lin Qingjia blurted out.

"Nian go to ......" Bandhan, who was wearing a mask on the next bed, joined.

"Thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the fog is heavy and the sky is wide." Fang Lingtian shamelessly continued.

"Dogs, you're spicy." Huang Yi, who was in the bed next to Fang Ling, said, and everyone laughed wildly.

Woo, all evil girls' bedrooms.

Lin Qingjia put down the book in his hand, "Dog smash, what do you want to eat." A message popped up on her phone, and she immediately clicked on the reply.

It's Jiang Hansi, a senior who is one level older than her. They met through social practice together, and later confessed to Lin Qingjia, but she refused. But Jiang Hansi still did not give up, but during the Cold War between her and Wang Zhiqiu, Jiang Hansi often chatted with her during the Cold War and broke off contact with her for more than a month. And it was fixed at ten o'clock in the evening, as if I had touched her routine, knowing that she would finish reading the book at this time and would not bother.

For such Jiang Hansi, Lin Qingjia felt a little guilty and uneasy. During the Cold War between her and Wang Zhiqiu, it was she who hinted to Jiang Hansi that she was bored, so Jiang Hansi often chatted with her to relieve her boredom. She knew that Jiang Hansi liked her and refused it, and then gave hints during the Cold War with Wang Zhiqiu to fill the gap. contrast, she later reflected on herself and apologized.

Sure enough, she grew up involuntarily, and she became the person she hated at the beginning. She thought that she was very firm to Wang Zhiqiu and would not give hope to others, just like when she rejected Liu Yihua. What made her even more annoyed was that she also knew very well that she still liked Wang Zhiqiu very much, and she was not completely indifferent to Jiang Hansi.