Quinoa Zhong: "......"

If it weren't for Xiao Yao's injuries, she would have been able to remove his arm.

Before he could be quiet for two seconds, Lu Zichen sat down beside him and stretched out his hand to him familiarly.

"Assignments."

Quinoa Zhong: "......"

She eased up, took out a stack of papers in her schoolbag, and handed them to Lu Zichen.

……

Campus life, Zhong Quinoa was looking forward to it at the beginning.

But living a consistent life every day will always feel boring.

The time is getting closer and closer, and Zhong Quinoa will be called to the English office almost every day and stuffed with a "test paper gift bag", accompanied by Lin Suyan.

There are a few more sets of rolls, Zhong Quinoa doesn't pay attention to it, anyway, she has a lot of blank rolls.

But what is worrying is that these papers have hard requirements, and they must be completed and sorted out in time.

Quinoa Zhong: "......"

Before, there was the aura of the first grade, and the teacher wouldn't say anything if he didn't do his homework.

But not now, it's about competitions.

So, Lu Zichen saw Zhong Quinoa, who usually slept in class, and began to bury his head in making rolls.

Now he is not as lazy as before, perhaps with Xia Keying's encouragement and hard requirements, he began to concentrate on class.

Knowing the difficulty of his transformation, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhong Quinoa's suddenly diligent appearance: "Are you changing sex?" ”

Zhong Quinoa was reading and did not answer him.

Lu Zichen also looked away, and two seconds later, he heard her say faintly: "I shouldn't have participated in this broken competition in the first place." ”

Lu Zichen: "......"

Anyone else who wants to participate is not eligible.

You're good enough to start regretting it when you have one foot in it.

……

The pressure increased suddenly, so one night in self-study, Zhong Quinoa decisively climbed over the wall and left the school, ready to go out to have fun, and treat himself for his hard work.

It's a pity that she is underage and can't get into the bar.

Zhong Quinoa went to the commissary first and prepared some candy and chocolate.

brushing the questions too seriously, if it weren't for Feng Qi's reminder, they would have missed the meal time.

I can't go to the bar, so I have to settle for the next best thing.

The street is dominated by beer barbecue karaoke with colorful neon lights, even in the early hours of the morning.

Zhong Quinoa walked over, sat down at a random shop, symbolically ordered two dishes, and asked the other party to mention beer, not caring about the class tomorrow.

She sat in the corner, her lonely figure out of place with the commotion around her.

At first, no one noticed her, until two drunken girls staggered past each other, one of whom accidentally fell on Zhong Quinoa's table, and the other fell with an unstable center of gravity.

The unsteady girl scolded and warned the other girl to walk well.

The girl looked up, her cheeks flushed, and apologized to Zhong in a vague tone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't make my way steady...... Belch. As he spoke, he burped.

Zhong Quinoa frowned.

She has never had a good impression of drunken people.

The girl propped up the table and tried to get up, but she couldn't muster her strength and fell over again.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't stand steadily, Zhong Quinoa didn't want to deal with it, but they interfered with his drinking mood.

She got up and helped the girl who had fallen on the table to her feet.

The girl subconsciously raised her head, and after seeing Zhong Quinoa's face clearly, she smirked: "You look so good......"

In the next second, he was ruthlessly pushed to the table next to him by Zhong Qu.

The sudden move caused the girl to fall to the ground, and the classmate next to her was holding her arm and also fell.