127. Love the new and hate the old
Ling Xing placed the two swan table lamps neatly.
The black and white table lamps are placed behind a separate swan table lamp, so that the perspective is misplaced and looks a little like a swan family of three.
God a family of three.
Ling Xing shook her head and immediately repositioned her position, she placed the table lamp of the single swan in front and the table lamp of the two swans in the back.
Well, it looks a lot like a single dog and an intimate couple......
It's literal.
Ling Xing simply gave up struggling, and pushed the three swans together with a push, not to mention, it seemed to be more pleasing to the eye this way.
It wasn't early, Ling Xing didn't look at his phone again, but picked up the debate book that had been prepared a long time ago and read it.
No matter whether the weather is hot or cold, she has never slackened her studies.
Weather and mood are never a reason to interfere with learning.
Ling Xing also occasionally has a bad mood, at this time she will choose to settle down, first quiet words for a while, and then she will choose her favorite books to read.
If time is the best medicine in the world, then reading books is an antidote.
At 22:30 in the evening, Ling Xingding's alarm clock rang on time, and she knew that she couldn't watch it anymore.
No matter how much the content of the book appeals to her, at this time she will still choose to put down the book and prepare to wash up and go to sleep.
No matter what you do, self-discipline is also key.
After washing up at about 23:00, Ling Xinglin still couldn't help but look at his phone before going to bed, the phone was fully charged, prompting that it was time to unplug it.
She put away the charger and clicked on WeChat, she asked Su Qingluo about the message of rummaging through the trash can, and Su Qingluo replied an hour ago.
Su Qingluo: [Who did you listen to? γ
After an interval of about two minutes, he sent another sentence lightly: [Nothing. γ
The time displayed on the WeChat page was five minutes later, and Su Qingluo sent it again: [I saw the note, is it true? γ
Probably seeing that Ling Xing hadn't replied, he continued: [I've taken it seriously. γ
Ling Xing didn't look at his phone at that time, and naturally he didn't reply, and Su Qingluo didn't send another message for half an hour afterward.
Ling Xing's gaze fell on the words 'nothing', it seems that Su Qingluo would never admit that he had turned over the trash can?
But did Su Qingluo forget a little, she watched him throw the gift she gave into the trash with his own hands.
If Su Qingluo hadn't rummaged through the trash cans and found the gift, how would she know what kind of gift she was giving?
Ling Xing definitely wouldn't expose him, she stared at the phone screen for a while, and inevitably remembered the gift she gave Su Qingluo.
In fact, not only Su Qingluo, but also the gifts she gave to several other classmates were the same, and there was absolutely no favoritism.
Uniformly are ballpoint pen refills.
For a student, in addition to books, there should be no shortage of pens at home, and Ling Xing's pen is especially large.
Because Shi Shu likes to paint, his parents will always give him some fuel and brushes, Ling Dad is not partial to any child, and Shi Shu has something that must be arranged for Ling Xing.
But Ling Xing didn't have any talent for painting, so he didn't need a paintbrush at all, so Ling's father came up with a good way to buy other pens for Ling Xing overnight......
Now Ling Xing's pen is so many that the locker under the bookshelf can't fit it, and what's even more exaggerated is that every time Ling's father buys paint for Shi Shu, he will also buy her a bunch of ballpoint pen refills back.
Now her ballpoint pen refills are piled up in an empty room upstairs, and the room is almost full, and she will never be able to use it up in her life just to write.
Ling Xing also persuaded Ling's father more than once that she didn't need to buy her so many pens, and she really didn't mind buying dyes and brushes for her brother.
But whenever she said this, Ling's father always said that he couldn't be an eccentric old father, she had to have what Shi Shu had, and she had to have what Shi Shu didn't have.
Ling's father also said that the things given to Ling Xing, no matter whether Ling Xing gave them away or threw them away or transferred them at a low price, no matter what Ling Xing did, he would definitely give them anyway.
Why bother?
Ling Xing really couldn't understand, even if Dad Ling didn't buy these for her, she recognized him as a good father in her heart, although Dad Ling didn't give her much company since she was a child, but at least it was hundreds of times better than her biological father who didn't care about her for more than ten years.
However, Ling Xing was quite ruthless to Su Qingluo this time, she gave Su Qingluo 1,000 refills, and drew him a big cake that was so big that there was no boundary......
Just thinking about it, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly vibrated twice, Ling Xing thought it was a message from Su Qingluo again, and when he clicked on it, he found that there was someone in the small group in the class @her.
@εζηδΈζ―ε«δΊΊ, but Zeng Zhile.
Zeng Zhile is also very strange, when he usually studies, he yawns at more than 10 o'clock, and he is so sleepy that he can't sleep.
It's past eleven o'clock tonight, and she is still chatting in the group, and she doesn't want to sleep at all.
Ling Xing subconsciously flipped through their chat logs, only to find that they had already talked about the debate competition from the topic of giving gifts.
Since we talked about the debate competition, I have to mention the bet this time, Zeng Zhile @ Ling Xing, is also asking her if she has confidence in this rematch?
While most of the students chose to win in the first middle school of the city, most of the students in the second and third classes chose F to win.
When they choose, they may have been ready to lose, after all, the strength of the city No. 1 Middle School is there, and it is just a friendly choice.
But after this preliminary competition, the students of the second and third classes also have some confidence in their school, the students of the first middle school in the city are very strong, but the students of F high school are not far behind.
Those who have never participated in a debate tournament can beat them in the first game by luck.
Many people in the group were waiting for Ling Xing's answer.
To tell the truth, Ling Xing must have confidence in himself, the debate class has been going on during this time, and the learning atmosphere is getting more and more tense.
With the passage of time, the four of Ling Xing and Su Qingluo have mastered more and more debate knowledge points, it may be that Su Qingluo has reached a certain height in debate, so his progress is not obvious.
But the other few early absorption capacity is not as strong as his, and the progress is obvious.
Especially Ling Xing, she has always worked hardest in her studies, so her progress is the most obvious.
Teacher Su looked at her with more and more appreciation, and in the last few classes, the other three had to learn from Ling Xing.
Teacher Su said: "The cycle is gradual, and every day you make a small step of progress, and it will be a great step over time."
Teacher Su also said: "Just like the topic of your last debate, I have to admit that talent is amazing, but in the face of perseverance and hard work, it is not worth mentioning at all, because talent may have limits, but hard work has no limits."
After waiting for Ling Xing for a minute or so, the people in the group didn't wait for Ling Xing's reply, they all thought that Ling Xing had already slept, and someone started to @Pei Yan again.
Strangely, Pei Yan didn't give any response.
Zeng Zhile sent a few pouting expressions, and @Pei Yan's classmate, [Pei Yan's schedule is very turtle hair, she will fall into a deep sleep before 22:30 every night, and he must have fallen asleep at this point in time. γ
As soon as Zeng Zhile's words came out, someone immediately asked: [So, how do you know what time Pei Yan will go to bed? γ
Zeng Zhile: [......]
At this time, Ling Xing also @ Zeng Zhile, and she replied to the previous question: [I still have some confidence in myself. γ
Confident, but not guaranteed to win, the strength of the other party should not be underestimated, she has never lost her previous heart.
Ling Xing's words were like a bomb in the group, and immediately no one paid attention to Zeng Zhile and Pei Yan's, and they all @ Ling Xing.
[Ling Xing, I bet that our school can win, I have never won a bet with others since I was a child, please, let the child win once. γ
[@εζ, come on, come on, you must win!] γ
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Before Ling Xing could recover from the gushing WeChat messages, the phone vibrated twice, and the screen showed that it was a WeChat message from Su Qingluo.
Su Qingluo: [Ignore me? γ
Su Qingluo: [So, have you started to like the new and hate the old? γ
Ling Xing: "......"
This guy has a resentful tone, who is he accusing?
What's more, does this guy know that he posted these two messages to the group???
(End of chapter)