Chapter 220 Related to the Young Professor
Qin Ya didn't dare to confront Qin Hai, she covered her face and ran into her room.
Qin Haijiu was dizzy when he was drinking, that slap relieved him a lot, and the suffocation in his chest also eased, making him a little drowsy.
The next day, when Qin Ya went to school, she had her hair covered. Although she put on an ice pack, her cheeks were still swollen after a night, and the five fingerprints on it had not disappeared.
As soon as she walked to the door of the classroom, she bumped into Mo Feifei, because of what happened last night, she was too lazy to pay attention to Mo Feifei.
But Mo Feifei deliberately stopped her: "Have you thawed your card? Do you know why it's frozen? Do you want to buy cosmetics tonight? I heard that there are new products."
"It's almost the college entrance examination, so I don't have time to go." Qin Ya refused directly and walked into the classroom. Her card was not unfrozen, and she didn't dare to mention it now, for fear of making Qin Hai angry.
Mo Feifei was a little smug, turned around and walked into the classroom.
When Qin Shu walked to the stairs on the third floor, he heard the conversation between the two.
She glanced sideways at the two people in the corridor, and found that Qin Ya was wearing her hair again. If it was before, if she said so, Qin Ya would definitely agree without hesitation.
Card is frozen?
There was a sneer at the corner of Qin Shu's mouth. Something must have happened when he went back last night. Qin Hai was so angry that he could do everything.
After everyone entered the classroom, Qin Shu walked into his classroom.
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When going to the cafeteria for lunch
Qin Shu and Ye Xue went together.
The two of them finished their meals and found an empty seat to sit down.
"Yihua, your family background is so big, and you are a good match for Han Xiao. If you go to confess again, maybe he will agree?"
"I heard that the two school curators next door have asked for leave, isn't it true?"
"I also just found out that they asked for leave." Xia Yihua hesitated: "But the last confession was rejected."
"Han Xiao seems to be taking the college entrance examination this year, and is planning to go to Imperial University, Yihua, aren't you also going to Imperial University? There is still a chance."
Qin Shu, who was sitting on the side, heard the conversation of the few people behind him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. This is too coincidental. The young professor went home, and the two school curters next door also asked for leave?
Xueba Hanxiao, who has been in high school for three years, is going to take the college entrance examination?
After staying for three years, did you figure out how to prepare for the college entrance examination?
Soon, the next table gave the answer.
"Is the news accurate? Han Xiao is really planning to take the college entrance examination, and is he planning to go to Imperial University?"
"It's true. My cousin is in the school next door. What he told me is 100% true."
Xia Yihua bit her chopsticks. She thought that Han Xiao was still in the third year of high school. She didn't think that she was going to take the college entrance examination this year. She went to Imperial University. This should be fate, right?
After college, she still has a chance to chase him.
After listening to their conversation, Qin Shu took a bite of the meal and chewed it.
Han Xiao and Hua Wuyan asked for leave?
Suddenly decided to take the college entrance examination and go to Imperial College.
If their strength goes to the imperial capital, there is no problem at all.
This is too coincidental, the young professor also asked for leave to go home.
It's just that the young professor can't be one of them, right?
Professor in high school?
This is too unrealistic.
Qin Shu recalled what Han Xiao and Hua Wuyan looked like when they met. There was nothing to say about their appearance. Han Xiao was also calmer and more reserved than ordinary boys. He was talking about his facial paralysis.
Hua Wuyan has long hair and seems to have a casual temperament, but he doesn't care about his words, but it's not.