Shen Qianwei walked home and saw He Qingqing tinkering with her schoolbag on the sofa.

"Didn't Zhang Xiaoxiao say that he put it in his schoolbag? Where the hell is it? Muttering to herself, He Qingqing looked confused.

"Hey—"

"Huh?"

"The little pocket on the left." Shen Qianwei pointed to the small pocket on the left side of He Qingqing's schoolbag, and raised her voice to remind.

"Oh, on the left, there is no one on the left~"

"You're flipping that to the right." Shen Qianwei shook her head speechlessly, looking hopeless.

"Ah, hahaha, yes." He Qingqing smirked, as if she had turned a deaf ear to Shen Qianwei's contempt, and turned to the right pocket to find it, and sure enough, the small fan was installed in it intact.

"Here you go." took out the electric fan, and He Qingqing diligently handed it to Shen Qianwei.

"I've got you."

"Really?!!"

"Hmm."

"Wow-Qianqian is the best for me~"

"Hey, what~" snorted coldly, and Shen Qianwei didn't even notice the casual smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Let's chirp~"

"What are you doing!!"

Seeing He Qingqing facing the small electric fan, she kissed her fiercely, and Shen Qianwei suddenly felt a chill.

"It's really my little sweet canny~"

"Poison you, He Qingqing. I'll leave you food and eat it yourself. ”

"Rice? I've already eaten it, and I've eaten a lot, Zhang Xiaoxiao's mother has given me a lot of dishes, and I'll tell you, his mother's cooking is super delicious, and she also told me to go to her house next time to play! ”

"He Qingqing." Shen Qianwei's eyes sank, and her two peach blossom eyes stared at He Qingqing.

"What's wrong?"

"Forget it, nothing ......"

After hesitating for a while, Shen Qianwei muttered in a low voice, and went upstairs alone with a cold face, leaving He Qingqing with a questioning face.

"What? The face is so stinky that people don't speak. ”

He Qingqing waved her hand, pulled her schoolbag boringly, and went upstairs from the stairs near her room.

"Knock-"

Shen's mother had just come back from a walk, and when she saw that the food in the kitchen had not moved, she took the initiative to find Shen Qianwei's room.

"What?" Shen Qianwei was calculating the math problem when she heard a voice and opened the door, leaning against the wall of the door, looking at her mother.

"Hasn't Qingqing come back yet? I don't see any food left in the kitchen! ”

"In her room."

"Oh, then I'll take a look."

"Wait a minute—"

"What's wrong?"

"You...... Can I add a few more dishes to cook later? ”

"What, what's wrong? Is it not enough to eat the usual dishes? Mother Shen looked dazed, isn't there always leftovers???

"That's, that'...... He Qingqing her, she has a long body. The slender fingers pointed to He Qingqing's room awkwardly, and Shen Qianwei said hesitantly.

"That's right! I see, don't worry! ”

"Enough! Aunt Shen, Qingqing thinks you have cooked enough food! ”

"Ahem-ahem-ahem-" Seeing the person who suddenly opened the door and came out of the room, Shen Qianwei was so frightened that she almost didn't cough and turned her back to pass, leaning against the door wall, and her waist was almost straight.

"Is Qianqian alright?"

"No, it's fine."

Glancing at Shen's mother and He Qingqing with a fluttering expression, Shen Qianwei quickly ran back to her room.

"Qianqian is so weird."

"You found out too?"

"Brother seems to be very concerned about Qingqing not coming home for dinner today~"

"Why?"

"Qingqing will know in the future, let's rest early when I come back, do you need Auntie to cook you something to eat?"

"No need, no need, Mother Zhang made a lot of dishes for Qingqing today, Qingqing is very full~"

"Ah, so that's the case~" Shen's mother dragged out the end note, looking like "I see".

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's rest early! Good night. ”

"Oh, that auntie too, good night."

……

The poem "Viewing the Sea" is a four-word poem created by the poet Cao Cao in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, this poem is led by this view of the word, and the whole poem is lyrical through the scene, expressing the poet's ambition and broad mind to dominate the world.

The Chinese teacher standing on the three-foot podium, with thick black-rimmed glasses shining and reflective, looked around the classroom, and finally locked his eyes on Zhang Xiaoxiao, who was asleep at the back table.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao."

"......" went unanswered.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao-" raised the volume, and the Chinese teacher shouted again.

"......" still no one answered.

As soon as the textbook in his hand was put down, the Chinese teacher stepped off the podium with his hands behind his back and walked to the back table, and the eyes of the whole class followed.

"Hey, Zhang Xiaoxiao, wake up, the teacher is down, hey-"

The person in the back seat had a good relationship with Zhang Xiaoxiao, and when he saw the teacher getting closer, he immediately stretched out his hand to push Zhang Xiaoxiao's back, but the person who fell asleep still didn't react at all.

"I'll go, no! Sleep so dead!! ”

Cursing in a low voice, looking at the teacher who had arrived at Zhang Xiaoxiao's desk, the person in the back seat gave up decisively.

The whole class focused their eyes, of course, including He Qingqing, who loves to be lively.

He Qingqing has long understood Zhang Xiaoxiao's habit of sleeping in class and can't wake up, thinking that when the two of them unfortunately shared the same table in elementary school, He Qingqing felt that Zhang Xiaoxiao was arrested when he slept in class, which was the most relieving time for him to bully himself.

"Students, the third world war is !!" The Chinese teacher bent down and leaned into Zhang Xiaoxiao's ear, just a shout.

"Students, don't be afraid, defend the motherland, defend your family, rush to !!"

The person who fell asleep jumped up in an instant and shouted, his eyes were still in a state of confusion, but his hands had been clenched into fists, and his right hand was still stretched high.

"Hahahahaha-"

"Hahahaha-"

The classroom burst into laughter in an instant, and He Qingqing laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

"What, what?" Finally sobering up, Zhang Xiaoxiao looked around, dazed.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, I am very grateful that you still have such a strong sense of family and country in the state of sleepwalking, but in the era of peace, I hope you can still focus on your studies and listen carefully in class, which is also a feeling of family and country, not sleeping in class!!"

The Chinese teacher lifted his glasses, straightened up, and said to Zhao Xiaoxiao righteously.

"Hahahahaha-"

The class burst into laughter again.

"I'm just, just to rest my eyes......" Zhang Xiaoxiao pursed his lips awkwardly, as if he was a little embarrassed to admit his crime.

"How many weeks has this been? Do you have to be in this class every time your eyes are tired? ”

"I ......"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, since you're tired, let's do something interesting, come, you can recite Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" to the students, pay attention to your feelings."

"Much, how many pages?" Zhang Xiaoxiao immediately picked up the textbook and asked the classmates in the back seat.

"Page 97, big brother."

"Oh, oh, good. The east is adjacent to Jieshi, to view the sea ......"

"Pay attention to feelings~"

The Chinese teacher shook her head, returned to the podium, and picked up the textbook.

Although the bell of the end of class is old and not avant-garde, it is a sign of the end of a class, and it is the salvation of students.

"Qingqing, are you hot?" Gan Zhaoxue came to He Qingqing's desk as soon as she got out of class, and asked with her little head propped up.

"It's hot, the sun is so big outside, doesn't it mean that autumn will begin soon? Why is it still so hot? ”

"I'm going to buy ice cream, what do you want to eat?"

"Cute!!"

“OK.”

"I want it too!" Zhang Xiaoxiao in the back seat consciously raised his long arm.

"I don't owe you anything, buy it yourself!!"

"You bought it, how much does it cost, I'll ask you to do it?"

"Deal!!"

made an "OK" gesture, and Gan Zhaoxue quickly ran to the student supermarket.

He Qingqing looked at the scorching sun outside, the leaves were shiny, and sighed a little tiredly.

I don't know if Qianqian is hot or not.

However, she really likes Gan Zhaoxue more and more, Gan Zhaoxue is really good to herself, and she goes to buy ice cream for her when she is so hot, is this a friend?

Blinking Shui Ling's big eyes, He Qingqing lay on the desk intoxicated.

Suddenly, in the desk in front of him, a small pink envelope fell into He Qingqing's eyes.

What is that?

Is it an envelope? It looks like a good girl.

That desk is Zhaoxue's desk, right?

"I'm back, and I'll give it all to you."

His thoughts were disturbed, and he saw Gan Zhaoxue pushing everything in his arms onto He Qingqing's table, with a smile between her eyebrows, very enthusiastic.

"Give it all to me? However, there are too many to eat......" He Qingqing looked at the snacks, popsicles, and chocolates on the desk, this is too exaggerated, right?

"It's okay, he's in for a treat, anyway."

"Ah, that's okay." Zhang Xiaoxiao also replied lazily, it seems that this little money is never taken to heart.

"Then let's eat together, by the way, Zhaoxue, I seem to have seen the little secret in your desk."

"Desk, what's the little secret?" Gan Zhaoxue looked in the direction of He Qingqing's finger, and her face instantly turned red.

"Ah, that, that's ......"

"What is it?"

"Qingqing."

"Huh?"

"Can you help me get that little secret to your brother?"

"Qianqian? Does your little secret have anything to do with Qianqian? ”

"Hmm...... Can you help? ”

"And what is your little secret?"

"The ......"

"Ouch, say it quickly, I'm in a hurry."

"Yes, yes, love letters." Gan Zhaoxue leaned into He Qingqing's ear and said softly, looking shy.

"What!! No, no!! ”

He Qingqing didn't think about it, and stood up with a resolute face.