Double Life: My whole world is you

"I've done it." Wang Liqin said as she took out her exercise book. Cheng Xia also hurried over to take a look. Wang Ran pulled Cheng Xiu aside and pouted, "You are indeed a good student."

Cheng Qiao stood in the middle and touched his head, [Homework?]

The three of them discussed for two or three minutes and then the problem was solved. Liqin quickly put away the exercise book and put it into her schoolbag, and they all walked forward quickly.

By the time she realized what was happening, she was the fastest runner, two or three meters ahead of everyone else. Cheng Xia quickly caught up with her, "Qiao, no need to rush, there's still time."

"I know there's still time before class." Cheng Qiao said with a bitter face, "But..."

After they separated in the corridor, Cheng Qiao quickly pulled Liqin towards the classroom. She panted and said to Wang Liqin, "Liqin, hurry up and give me your Chinese exercise book."

Wang Liqin was confused, "Why do you want my Chinese workbook?"

Cheng Qiao approached her and whispered, "Copy the homework."

"What?" Wang Liqin looked incredulous. Cheng Qiao's Chinese scores were on par with hers, and her math scores were far better than hers. Cheng Qiao's English scores were just not good, otherwise she would be in the top five in the school. She could be in the top 20 in the school even if she failed English.

"Help me, I forgot to do my homework over the weekend. The first class is Tiger's Chinese class." Cheng Qiao's face was full of begging. She really forgot about the homework. After all, she hasn't done homework for so many years, and she is not used to doing things at home instead of going to work. After all, school just started last week, and the teachers didn't assign much, and the most important thing is that the teacher didn't check it.

Liqin nodded, took out the exercise book from her schoolbag and handed it to Cheng Qiao. Cheng Qiao opened her own exercise book, and was horrible. Her exercise book was completely blank, and she didn't even have her name written on it. She quickly opened Wang Liqin's exercise book, and she had already finished the tenth page. Cheng Qiao quickly picked up the pen and wrote furiously. Just before she finished copying half a page, the class bell rang. Cheng Qiao looked towards the back door with a guilty conscience. At this time, the head teacher, Mr. Wu, was standing at the back door. She didn't know how long he had been standing there. Cheng Qiao quickly picked up the Chinese textbook and started reading, but her eyes would occasionally glance at Mr. Wu. When he had his back to her, she quickly copied the homework. When he turned around after walking around, she quickly put down the pen again. After a busy morning self-study, Cheng Qiao successfully copied two pages. When the bell rang, Mr. Wu arranged for the students who carried breakfast to go out. Cheng Qiao quickly put down the book she was hiding in and copied openly. Wang Liqin saw her performance and hesitated to speak. Finally, she saw the students who carried breakfast coming over and said to her, "Cheng Qiao, breakfast is here, why don't you write..."

"Okay, let's stick to the old rules. I'll get the porridge and you get the steamed buns." After saying that, Cheng Qiao picked up the bowl and walked towards the corridor between the first and second groups.

Wang Liqin took the two small bowls, glanced at the exercise book, and said softly, "I want you to do your homework. I'll go get breakfast."

There were not many people getting porridge, so Cheng Qiao made the porridge and walked quickly towards her seat. However, she did not notice that the tall boy behind her was hesitant to talk. Just when he was ready to start the topic, she had already left.

Cheng Qiao copied homework with her right hand and ate steamed buns with her left hand, not even washing the bowl. She had 30 minutes for breakfast, so she copied quickly, and copied some of the reading comprehension out of context. Finally, when the head teacher came in with the book, she entered the moment of selfless copying and finished. She showed a comfortable smile, and looked at the head teacher with happiness. It has been a long time since I have had such intense work.

The Chinese class passed quickly in excitement. When the students finished saying goodbye to the teacher, Teacher Wu said, "Cheng Hui, collect last week's homework and the composition."

He walked out after he finished speaking. Cheng Qiao was petrified instantly. She turned to look at Wang Liqin, "And the composition?"

"Yes, 'Us Ten Years Later'." Liqin asked puzzledly, "Didn't you write it?"

Cheng Qiao nodded vigorously, "Yes, how many words do you want to write?"

Wang Liqin looked puzzled and said woodenly, "There is no set word count, usually a few hundred words."

"Okay, I'll write it right now." Cheng Qiao said and quickly found the composition book.

At this time, Wang Ran in the back row patted her on the shoulder and said, "Cheng Qiao, hand in your homework."

Cheng Qiao turned around and smiled brightly at her, "Can I give it to you at noon?"

Wang Ran looked incredulous, "What do you mean? You haven't finished it yet?"

Cheng Qiao nodded, "I forgot to write the composition."

Wang Ran gave him a thumbs up. "You are so brave. You dare not do Tiger's homework. I would rather make a mistake than not do it."

"No, I really forgot. I'll write it right away. I'll give you the exercise book first." Cheng Qiao said and handed her the exercise book.

After Cheng Qiao finished writing the topic, she suddenly didn't know how to start. We did have a lot to write about 10 years later, but she just didn't know what to write. She was thinking about what to focus on when Cheng Hui knocked on her desk with her homework in her arms and looked at her jokingly, "Cheng Qiao, you didn't even write the composition."

Cheng Qiao was puzzled. I shouldn't be the only one in the class who didn't do his homework, right? Why are you making such a fuss? She was thinking about how to write it. I ignored her and just nodded silently.

Cheng Hui picked up her homework and said, "I'll be leaving now. You can hand your homework in to Tiger yourself."

"Hey!" Cheng Qiao wanted to call her back, but she could only lower her head and continue thinking about her composition, as she saw only the title of the composition in her homework book. But Cheng Hui was stopped by another boy just as she walked out of the classroom, "Wait, classmate, I need to revise my composition."

Cheng Hui found his composition book and handed it to him, kindly reminding him, "New student, you can only hand it over to Tiger yourself."

The boy nodded at her, picked up his homework and returned to the classroom. He glanced at the girl who was gritting her teeth and thinking, his eyes full of pampering...

Soon the bell rang, and the second class officially began. History teacher Wang came in with a history textbook, smiling. Cheng Qiao quickly put away her Chinese textbook, picked up her history textbook, looked at the composition with only a few words written on it, and thought about the stern expression of the head teacher. She decided that she would let Teacher Wang down in this class...

After a whole history class, a 600-word composition was finally completed. After putting down the pen, she counted it on purpose. After the history class, it was break time. Cheng Qiao picked up her homework book and ran to the office on the first floor. She leaned over the door and took a look. There was no teacher in the office. Now was the best time to deliver the homework book. It would be best to insert it in the middle of all the homework books so that the teacher would not notice her homework book. When she was about to go in, someone patted her gently from behind. She took a step back with a guilty conscience and stepped on the person behind her. Cheng Qiao realized that something bad had happened. She turned around and said apologetically to the handsome boy, "I'm sorry."