I like your sister for a long time

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 [022]

    Yao Xing felt that he really underestimated Ms. Zhao.

    Through the screen of her mobile phone, she could recognize the real gold necklace. Sure enough, Ms. Zhao became more sensitive than Yao Xing.

    Ms. Zhao quickly hung up the phone and said that she had to think carefully about what to give He Qi.

    Yao Xing couldn't control Ms. Zhao, and he didn't want to, so he could only sulk at the phone for a while. After giving birth, I couldn't help but think of the culprit, He Qi. Speaking of which, it was all He Qi's fault. If he hadn't insisted on giving Ms. Zhao such an expensive gift, things wouldn't have turned out like this... Thinking about it

    , she silently entered He Qi's wechat avatar.

    Yao Xing rarely posts on her Moments, and even if she does, she sets it to only be visible for three days. She originally thought that people like He Qi wouldn't like to post on Moments, but in fact, she clicked on it casually, and found that He Qi's Moments contained too much content to be read to the end.

    However, most of them were reposted. The latest reposted content is: [A real case of a counterattack in the college entrance examination from 200 to 720 points. ]

    Yao Xing: "..." I see you are thinking about peach.

    But the rest of the content is basically forwarded information about the adoption of stray cats.

    Yao Xing flipped through the pages, then backed out in a dispirited mood. Then he reflected on himself, and felt that it was really wrong for him to anger He Qi for no reason. After all, he was willing to give Ms. Zhao such an expensive gift, and it was his wish. Disregard the kindness of others.

    In the morning of the next day, in the classroom of Class 3 (3) of senior high school, the head teacher, Lao Xu, was talking about physics passionately.

    The curly-haired students in the audience always felt that Lao Xu's class was like chanting scriptures, so they supported their eyelids with their hands to resist the surging sleepiness.

    Until he saw He Qi next to him take out a brand new, unopened notebook and start to take notes, his drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

    Curly hair carefully pushed a note over, He Qi flipped the note over with one finger, and saw that it was written in ugly handwriting: [He Qi, did the third year of high school finally drive you crazy? 】

    He Qi: "..."

    He Qi raised his hand calmly, signaling to Lao Xu.

    Old Xu was speaking on stage about a physics problem about linear motion with uniform velocity, when he saw He Qi raise his hand. Speaking of which, it was the first time that Lao Xu had brought He Qi with him for nearly three years, and it was the first time he saw him raise his hand to speak in class. He was so excited that he couldn't even hold the chalk in his hand: "He Qi, what's wrong?"

    He Qi looked calm: "Teacher, my deskmate will affect my class."

    Curly gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "... He Qi, you are a f*cking elementary school student, and you still report this kind of thing to the teacher? The

    old Xu Zhong on the stage is full of anger Said: "Curly hair, stand at the back of the classroom for me. "

    The two of them were already sitting in the last row, so standing at the back of the classroom was just a matter of taking a step back. Curly hair doesn't matter, anyway, he almost fell asleep while sitting and listening to the class, and listening to the class while standing would help him Sober and sober. And the most important thing is that standing tall can see the contents of He Qi’s notebook more clearly.