shallow to deep GL

She is eating with Zhang Shurong, don't relax too much.

I don't.Ai Qian bit her chopsticks.

Qin Zishuang shook his head, picked up a piece of meat and wanted to put it into his bowl, but he turned a corner in the middle and put it into Ai Qian's plate.

She simply moved the dish in front of her, eat more, you are too thin.

Ai Qian snorted and put the meat into her mouth.

The atmosphere became a little hotter because of these few words, and Ai Qian paused in her heart, why don't you explain the fight, it's not a good thing to be misunderstood as a bad student.

Well, today's fight is like this.Ai Qian put down her chopsticks, ready to speak at length.

But before she could say a word, she was interrupted.

Didn't you say you were right?Qin Zishuang glanced at her, curled his lips and smiled lightly: What else is there to explain.

Believe it unconditionally, don't feel too good.

Ai Qian unconsciously lowered her head and pursed her lips into a smile.

It was the waiter who came up again. She looked up and saw that she took out a cup of banana pudding, a bowl of ice cream balls with three flavors, and a plate of fruit from the serving plate, all of which were placed in front of Ai Qian.

Ai Qian twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't want to admit that she really liked it.

When she saw it, she became childish, and she immediately stretched out her hand happily, picked up a small spoon, scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and threw it into her mouth, and then scooped up another spoonful of pudding.

Qin Zishuang sat across from her, wiped his mouth and looked at her, tilting his head and laughing, as expected he was still a child.

She watched her eat the last piece of watermelon, with some juice still on the corner of her mouth, handed the tissue box, and said suddenly: "Your mother called me in the morning and asked you to go back this weekend."

Chapter 7 Care

The next morning, Ai Qian got up to go to school, the sun was shining brightly, and there was a hint of warmth in the winter.

Before reaching the school gate, he saw Cheng Yuanyuan standing under a big tree.

There were people coming and going, all of them were students, Cheng Yuanyuan's semi-professional attire was particularly conspicuous, and it was a bit difficult for people not to see it.

Seeing her looking right and left and trotting up, Ai Qian patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Miss Yuanyuan, you're not here to look for me, are you?"

Cheng Yuanyuan turned her head when she heard her voice, and laughed: Who else can I look for if I don't look for you here.

Ai Qian stuck out her tongue and looked behind her. The street was still the same street, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Cheng Yuanyuan interrupted her, took out a composition paper from her bag, and patted her on the head.Well, your sister Shuang didn't come.She handed the thing over, Ai Qian caught it, and she said: This is a self-criticism, I wrote two copies, you can choose the one that suits you.

She forgot about the review book, so she picked it up, turned a few more pages, was stunned, and then looked at Cheng Yuanyuan in surprise: You wrote this?

This handwriting is exactly the same as hers, and I really can't recognize it unless I look carefully.

Cheng Yuanyuan laughed, and circled her index finger with her thumb and flicked the composition paper vigorously. This is a trivial matter for you sister Yuanyuan. What your sister Zishuang asked me to do before, forget it, you go to class, I am busy went.

After she finished speaking, she left.

Ai Qian watched her leave with admiration, holding the self-criticism book in her heart with joy.

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The smell of the office building was still so gloomy, Ai Qian followed Teacher Zhao's instructions yesterday, and walked towards her office with the review book between classes.

She used to have no affection for Teacher Zhao, after all, she was an insignificant one in the class, neither causing trouble nor top-notch, but now she was suddenly afraid of her.

She didn't quite understand why Teacher Zhao had been following her recently, but maybe it was because she didn't pay attention.

She was afraid that Mr. Zhao would tell her mother about the situation in her school. After all, before Qin Zishuang, all the parents who contacted her were Feng Yu.

If Feng Yu knew about her lower grades and fights.

Ai Qian swallowed.

But after thinking about it, why did Ai Qian want Teacher Zhao to contact Qin Zishuang?

Incredible.

As I was walking, I happened to meet the student who was punished to stand for a fight yesterday, Zhang Wenbin. The other party also looked like a coincidence. He also held three pieces of composition paper in his hand. He knew what it was without even thinking about it. The two looked at each other and smiled, shrugging tacitly.

Because the class teacher was working in the same place, they took the same route. The two of them were bored on the road. Zhang Wenbin suggested to change the review book, but Ai Qian did not refuse.

But after reading Zhang Wenbin's self-criticism, Ai Qian felt that she should not be too obedient, she was a good student who seriously bowed her head and admitted her mistakes.

You wrote this with a very good attitude. It is embarrassing for you to admit your mistakes throughout the article, and there is no explanation at all.Zhang Wenbin smiled after reading it and gave it back to her.

Ai Qian pouted, and returned the one she was holding to him, and said a little unconvinced: Yours is not very good, and the handwriting is really ugly.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After returning from the office building, the class bell rang. Ai Qian returned to her seat with small steps. Pan Yanxi immediately came up to her, put her arms around her arm, looked at her and asked, "How is it? Did Teacher Zhao say anything about you?" What?

Ai Qian shook her head.

Teacher Zhao sent her away after taking the self-criticism.

Pan Yanxi glanced at the empty podium, and said: I saw you being taken away by a beautiful woman yesterday, who are you?