[Comprehensive] Sherlock is going to be kicked by a donkey

In the short 26 years of her previous life, apart from love, Qiao Qian was a winner in life. She studied well when she was young, and her career went smoothly after she grew up. The child next door”, but only love, every boy she just developed a little liking for ended up with someone else or passed away in an accident. Her girlfriends and friends said that she was born with a peach blossom insulator and nicknamed Ben Shaba, Since then, no man has ever wanted to have a deep friendship with her.

It is rare to live a new life, and can choose the life she wants again from the beginning. Qiao Qian, who still has a little girlish heart, is of course full of longing for love.

Josie, who inherited her mother Carly's blond hair and blue eyes, grew more and more beautiful. With the growth of height, Josie's figure gradually revealed the beautiful appearance of a 14-year-old girl, and she was no longer as fleshy as she was when she was a child. .

Teenagers and girls who have just entered puberty always have more or less small sprouts towards the opposite sex. I don’t know if it is because of their physical age and the environment of their peers. Qiao Qian, who is already 40 years old and mentally aged, can’t bear it. Participating in the girly topics of friends around her, sometimes Josie even wonders if her actual mental age has remained at 26 after time travel.

"Josie, how can you read a book in the auditorium of the basketball court? This is our school's first show!" Melissa, who was sitting in the front row of the auditorium with Josie, reached out to close the book in Josie's hand , she is a somewhat noisy girl with a good personality, she can be regarded as Josie's best friend in school.

"Slow down, slow down! The art competition I will go to the United States to participate in in August will rely on it!"

Melissa closed the book and put it in Josie's bag.

"Honey, you usually spend your time on homework and drawing, and you get full marks in every exam. This is the first time I've brought you to watch a basketball game. You can't hold books in front of me anymore."

... In fact, she didn't spend much time on studying homework at all, and spent all her time on drawing design drafts.

"All right, all right, I'll listen to you." Josie had no choice but to turn her gaze to the court, "Uh...Melissa?"

"what?"

"Which team uniform is from our school?"

"……red."

Basketball is a very magical sport. Whether you are a player on the court or an audience watching the game off the court, as long as you are in the basketball hall, you can always be infected by the atmosphere around you.

Teenagers have never-ending enthusiasm and passion for basketball, and there are fierce competitions that make people blood spurt. Even Josie, who never pays attention to the game, is moved by the non-stop cheers and wonderful games around her. Infect.

Josie couldn't help but think about what she was doing when she was a teenager in her previous life. It seemed that she was studying except for studying. She never had the experience of watching a basketball game with her friends like this. She never knew that a basketball game could be so beautiful.

She was a little thankful that she had this chance of rebirth, and experienced another kind of youth that she had never experienced in her previous life.

Teenage is a wonderful age.

"Josie, pay attention to NO.11." Melissa leaned over and whispered in Josie's ear.

"...I see, I played well, scored a lot, and looked like a leader on the field, what's wrong?"

"Don't you think he's handsome?"

Hearing this, Josie was stunned for a moment, then stared at Melissa's NO.11 carefully for a few seconds, "Hmm...it's really handsome."

"He's the captain of our school basketball team, his name is Luca Garcia, and this is his last year playing, and he's going to be in high school next year."

Josie seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Melissa with some amusement, "Do you like him?"

"I don't like him, but he's handsome."

"He's very handsome. If he's a nice guy, you can consider making friends. A guy like him should be doing well—I mean, there should be a lot of girls who like him."

Melissa nodded. At this time, the game on the field was coming to an end. Josie's school won the game amidst the cheers of everyone. The athletes on the field also walked away one after another after celebrating. Arriving at the side rest area, Josie saw that the audience in the arena had already started to leave, so she packed her schoolbag on her back, stood up and prepared to leave with Melissa.

But before they could take a step, the NO.11 player named Luca walked towards them while wiping his sweat with a towel.

He walked straight up to Josie, with a shy expression on his cheeks flushed from the exercise.

"Hi, Josie...Jonathan, I'm Luca Garcia. You may not remember me, but I still remember you. We had the same art class last year, which was Ms. Tate's class."

Melissa poked her waist with her finger from behind her, "Oh my God, he actually came over to talk to you, Josie, you are my goddess!"

Josie put her hands behind her back and held Melissa's fingers, and then gave Luca a friendly smile, "Oh, yes, I took Ms. Tate's art class last year, but I haven't been It is easy to remember the classmates around me, so..."

"I know, you have very few friends..." As soon as the words fell, Luka realized that his words were ambiguous, so he hurriedly changed his words, "I, I mean, you are special, so I noticed you, I I didn't expect you to come to the competition today. If possible, can we exchange mobile phone numbers? I have always liked your paintings, especially your architectural design drafts. I have always been interested in architecture. I will start high school next year. It’s time to choose A-level courses, and I hope to choose some courses related to this aspect to prepare for the major in the university. If possible, I hope that I can also have the opportunity to ask you some questions about architectural drawings.”

"Uh...Thank you for your compliment, of course, you can tell me your phone number, I will save it in the phone." Josie took out the phone from her trouser pocket, the current phones are still relatively backward, most of the functions are only Limited to making calls and sending messages, Josie, who is a mobile phone addict, misses all kinds of smartphones in her previous life.

However, as soon as he turned on the phone, he found three unread text messages, all from Sherlock.

"Do pointed arches have less side thrust than round arches?" - sh

"reply text message" - sh

"Help me borrow your dad's lesson plans for next year" - sh

Josie looked at the text messages on her phone speechlessly. Since she had a mobile phone, Sherlock has sent her text messages almost every other day. Most of them are about construction issues, and some are about her father.

That's right, Sherlock, 19, is a sophomore in the Department of Chemistry at Cambridge University. Her father, Ellen Jonathan, happens to be Sherlock's professor. Recalling that at noon on the first day of the new school year, Josie After happily finishing lunch with Melissa, I was about to take out my phone to play Snake when I received two text messages, one from her father and one from Sherlock.

"That Sherlock next door is the worst student I've ever had" - daddy "Your dad is the meanest teacher I've ever met" -sh

To be honest, she really didn't know what to reply, so she decisively chose to ignore it, and then continued to play Snake. She knew that her father and Sherlock couldn't get along well.

Luka looked suspiciously at Josie, who had been staring at the phone in a daze for almost half a minute, "Josie?"

"Ah!" Josie came to her senses when she heard Luka calling her name, "Sorry, I was distracted, please tell me the phone number."

After Luka gave Josie his number, he said goodbye to them and ran back to his teammates. Josie and Melissa could even hear Luka being molested by his teammates from a distance.

Josie patted the shoulder of Melissa who was looking at her gossipingly, and urged: "Let's go, don't look."

"I'm still so surprised that Garcia actually came to strike up a conversation with you. By the way, you had an art class with him last school year and you still don't know him?"

Josie thought for a few seconds, making sure that she didn't have this person in her mind, she shook her head.

"It's so romantic, just like the encounter between the male and female protagonists in American youth campus movies, I am optimistic about you!"

Josie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I still don't know what kind of person he is, how could he do anything to him casually."

"Then you should find a way to get to know him well."

What do you want to do?

The first thing Josie thought of was her mind-reading ability. It has been seven years since she acquired the ability, and she has gradually mastered the methods of controlling and using it. Now Josie can easily do selective reading. Read the heart of a specific character, since she mastered the method of control, she blocked Sherlock's inner thoughts almost immediately.

Since then, unless there were special circumstances, she didn't dare to read Sherlock's heart easily. It was really too noisy, and it always made her brain hurt.

"Let's talk about it, maybe they really just want to make good friends and talk about architecture?"

Melissa squinted, "What you said is not funny at all."

Josie shrugged with a smile and said it didn't matter, then took out her mobile phone to reply to Sherlock's text message.

"A pointed arch has less lateral thrust than a round arch. If you want a lesson plan, why don't you ask my dad yourself?" —— Not long after jj sent the text message, Sherlock quickly replied to Josie.

"He said he would fail me for the year if I went to him again" - sh

Josie burst out laughing when she saw Sherlock's text message, which aroused Melissa's puzzled gaze.

"Who are you texting with? It can't be Luca Garcia?"

"No, it's a friend." Josie shook her head with a smile, then added after a pause, "You don't know him."

"It's rare for you to say that you are texting with some friend and laughing so happily. What kind of friend is it?"

Josie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why are you so gossip!"

Melissa pursed her lips, "It's just curiosity, after all, you've never been like this before."

With her fingers typing quickly on the keyboard, Josie replied without raising her head, "Well... a very important friend."

"I can help you with my dad's lesson plans, but don't take my dad's experiment materials anymore. He complained to me last time that you took his experiment materials." -jj "deal" -sh