Chapter 71
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It was already more than 6 p.m. at this time. The summer night came late. At this time, the sunset had not completely set down. A faint yellow setting sun was projected from the window, just like a beam of light on Zhang Qingqing.
I stood on her side and secretly glanced at her side. Because of the setting sun, the fine details on her face appear. Generally, beautiful women will always expose some defects in the bright light. For example, the skin is not tender enough, the skin is dry, the pores are too thick, the size of facial features is slightly uncoordinated, and so on.
But Zhang Qingqing doesn't have these small defects. Her white and red skin, perfect curve of cheek contour, slender eyebrows, curved eyelashes, and apricot eyes that can't see the true feelings are so exquisite and perfect, just like the masterpiece of God. If you want to forcibly pick out a problem from her now, it is that she doesn't look good and cold. She seems to lose her temper at any time.
Zhang Qingqing glanced at my "review book" on the desk. Instead of picking it up in a hurry, she glanced at me and said in a tepid tone, "Chen Yu, what are you doing?"
I don't understand Zhang Qingqing's meaning, but I think I have to be careful and answer her questions well, otherwise it's difficult to get her forgiveness. I said, "write a review."
Sure enough, Zhang Qingqing sneered immediately after hearing this: "review book, did you make a mistake? What mistake did you make?"
"Well, I shouldn't speak out and criticize Mr. Zhang."
I thought I was paralyzed. I knew I wouldn't run away at noon. Whether she punished me for push ups or something, it's better than her sarcasm at me now.
Zhang Qingqing snorted and said, "is that all?"
She seemed a little relieved when she saw my only look. At the same time, she also reached out and picked up my review book for viewing.
"Also, I shouldn't have run away. It's also wrong for me to leave on the way."
I whispered and secretly looked at Zhang Qingqing's face. In fact, I was a little afraid that she would continue to ask Li Mengting. Li Mengting drove me back and kissed my face in public. It's hard for me to explain.
Fortunately, Zhang Qingqing suddenly focused on the review. She first read the first two lines, and then frowned. She even looked up suspiciously at me, and then lowered her head to see the letter in her hand, which was nominally a review, but actually a love letter I wrote.
The love letter I wrote is very long, full of 3000 words and several pages.
When Zhang Qingqing first saw it, she frowned and made my heart beat. I think it's a little different from the surprised and happy expression I imagined. Zhang Qingqing likes roses, which means she likes romantic women. In this era of e-mail and wechat, there are very few people writing love letters on stationery. This seems a bit retro way of couple communication. I think it's very romantic. Why doesn't it seem to have any effect on her?
The office was quiet. Zhang Qingqing slowly looked at the love letter in my uneasy mood. At this time, she also knew that it was not a review at all, but a love letter full of meat, pettish and rolling for forgiveness.
I'm glad that she didn't throw the love letter away and scold me for what I wrote. Moreover, as she slowly read, her frown didn't know when it had been quietly stretched. I finally felt relieved and thought proudly: Hey, it seems that the love letter is still a little effective.
Neither of us spoke. The office was very quiet. Only Zhang Qingqing occasionally flipped the love letter paper. I don't know why. Just now, Zhang Qingqing finished reading the review letter of shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo in two or three minutes. But now when she reads my love letter, she seems to be very slow. She hasn't finished reading it for nearly ten minutes. I thought I wrote a love letter, not a love poem. Do you read it word by word?
Really, I'm waiting for you to forgive me happily after reading it. I'm still waiting to go to the canteen happily.
I looked at the love letter in Zhang Qingqing's hand. It's six pages. She has only read three pages now. It's estimated that with her slow reading speed of appreciating ancient poetry, she can't read it all in less than twenty or thirty minutes. I stood next to me for a while. Because it was too quiet and I didn't sleep last night, I couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.
Just when I was sleepy, a clear and moving laughter suddenly sounded in my ear. This laughter is like the dead earth, suddenly a hundred flowers bloom, and it is like the dark night sky. Suddenly, fireworks bloom, which makes me wake up and go in surprise.
It turned out that Zhang Qingqing had been reading my love letter carefully. She couldn't help laughing. When she saw me looking at her, she quickly set her face again, as if the person who couldn't help laughing was not her.
This woman loves face. She is very happy, but she deliberately pulls a face. It's really depressing.
Zhang Qingqing had finished reading all the love letters at this time. I saw that she was slowly folding a few pages of paper in her hand. From this little action, I could feel that she liked the love letter very much, so I took the opportunity to say, "teacher Zhang, how am I writing this review?"
"Opportunism"
"Does this mean that Miss Zhang has forgiven me?"
I blinked and blinked, thinking that opportunism was opportunism, but did you forgive me or not?
Zhang Qingqing saw several folded love letters on the table, and then turned to look at me. The whole person seemed very calm. If she hadn't had a faint blush on her face at the moment, I would mistakenly think that her love letter didn't work at all.
"Although your review is OK, I don't think your review is deep enough."
When Zhang Qingqing said this, the blush on her pretty face was a little stronger, and even her ears were stained with a trace of red glow. The whole person looked very shy.
I looked at Zhang Qingqing and said, "no... Not deep enough. What does that mean?"
Zhang Qingqing said, "it's this review. You have to write another 3000 words and show it to me. I think your review is deep enough."
I almost stumbled and fell when I heard the speech. I couldn't help roaring in my heart. Shit, this is just a love letter, not an online novel. I have to serialize it when I write a love letter. She still wants me to continue to update the love letter for her.
Seeing my sad face, Zhang Qingqing asked unhappily, "why, you look good and don't want to continue to review?"
"Yes, yes, I will."
Dare I say I don't want to? When you see me again, show me your face and don't tell me anything.
When Zhang Qingqing saw me promise, her eyes immediately burst into a thick smile. She could see that she was still very happy, but the smile soon dissipated. She suddenly said, "put aside the things you talk about behind your back. I don't care about running away. Who is the woman who drove you back in a red sports car? You always have to explain to me?"
Zhang Qingqing also told me the day before yesterday that she and I are like sisters and brothers, but now she likes to read my love letters and manage what women I associate with like a little wife, which makes me really unable to grasp the real thoughts in her heart. The needle in a woman's heart!
I didn't hide anything about Li Mengting. I honestly said that I was walking on the road. Li Mengting kindly drove me back. Even she told Zhang Qingqing about inviting me to dinner, but omitted all the words and actions that Li Mengting teased me, and didn't even mention fighting with bald men.
When listening to my explanation, Zhang Qingqing kept staring into my eyes. It seemed that she could see whether I was lying or not. However, what I said was mostly true, so she didn't look at her with guilty eyes.
Zhang Qingqing couldn't see any clue, so she warned me, "I don't know why, I always think this woman is not kind to approach you. Some rich women in upper class society have a chaotic life, and you are the kind of handsome boy who is most liked by them. You must want to chat up with her..."
I can't help but think of a picture of confusion between men and women in my mind. I swallowed my saliva and waved back the exciting picture. I think Zhang Qingqing is also a kind intention. I'd better cooperate with him in words!
"Miss Zhang, sister ting and I have only seen two sides. Don't worry, I will keep a distance from her."
"Well" after Zhang Qingqing got my guarantee, her face looked a little better, but she didn't forget to remind me: "don't forget to write a review later."
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It was already more than 6 p.m. at this time. The summer night came late. At this time, the sunset had not completely set down. A faint yellow setting sun was projected from the window, just like a beam of light on Zhang Qingqing.
I stood on her side and secretly glanced at her side. Because of the setting sun, the fine details on her face appear. Generally, beautiful women will always expose some defects in the bright light. For example, the skin is not tender enough, the skin is dry, the pores are too thick, the size of facial features is slightly uncoordinated, and so on.
But Zhang Qingqing doesn't have these small defects. Her white and red skin, perfect curve of cheek contour, slender eyebrows, curved eyelashes, and apricot eyes that can't see the true feelings are so exquisite and perfect, just like the masterpiece of God. If you want to forcibly pick out a problem from her now, it is that she doesn't look good and cold. She seems to lose her temper at any time.
Zhang Qingqing glanced at my "review book" on the desk. Instead of picking it up in a hurry, she glanced at me and said in a tepid tone, "Chen Yu, what are you doing?"
I don't understand Zhang Qingqing's meaning, but I think I have to be careful and answer her questions well, otherwise it's difficult to get her forgiveness. I said, "write a review."
Sure enough, Zhang Qingqing sneered immediately after hearing this: "review book, did you make a mistake? What mistake did you make?"
"Well, I shouldn't speak out and criticize Mr. Zhang."
I thought I was paralyzed. I knew I wouldn't run away at noon. Whether she punished me for push ups or something, it's better than her sarcasm at me now.
Zhang Qingqing snorted and said, "is that all?"
She seemed a little relieved when she saw my only look. At the same time, she also reached out and picked up my review book for viewing.
"Also, I shouldn't have run away. It's also wrong for me to leave on the way."
I whispered and secretly looked at Zhang Qingqing's face. In fact, I was a little afraid that she would continue to ask Li Mengting. Li Mengting drove me back and kissed my face in public. It's hard for me to explain.
Fortunately, Zhang Qingqing suddenly focused on the review. She first read the first two lines, and then frowned. She even looked up suspiciously at me, and then lowered her head to see the letter in her hand, which was nominally a review, but actually a love letter I wrote.
The love letter I wrote is very long, full of 3000 words and several pages.
When Zhang Qingqing first saw it, she frowned and made my heart beat. I think it's a little different from the surprised and happy expression I imagined. Zhang Qingqing likes roses, which means she likes romantic women. In this era of e-mail and wechat, there are very few people writing love letters on stationery. This seems a bit retro way of couple communication. I think it's very romantic. Why doesn't it seem to have any effect on her?
The office was quiet. Zhang Qingqing slowly looked at the love letter in my uneasy mood. At this time, she also knew that it was not a review at all, but a love letter full of meat, pettish and rolling for forgiveness.
I'm glad that she didn't throw the love letter away and scold me for what I wrote. Moreover, as she slowly read, her frown didn't know when it had been quietly stretched. I finally felt relieved and thought proudly: Hey, it seems that the love letter is still a little effective.
Neither of us spoke. The office was very quiet. Only Zhang Qingqing occasionally flipped the love letter paper. I don't know why. Just now, Zhang Qingqing finished reading the review letter of shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo in two or three minutes. But now when she reads my love letter, she seems to be very slow. She hasn't finished reading it for nearly ten minutes. I thought I wrote a love letter, not a love poem. Do you read it word by word?
Really, I'm waiting for you to forgive me happily after reading it. I'm still waiting to go to the canteen happily.
I looked at the love letter in Zhang Qingqing's hand. It's six pages. She has only read three pages now. It's estimated that with her slow reading speed of appreciating ancient poetry, she can't read it all in less than twenty or thirty minutes. I stood next to me for a while. Because it was too quiet and I didn't sleep last night, I couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.
Just when I was sleepy, a clear and moving laughter suddenly sounded in my ear. This laughter is like the dead earth, suddenly a hundred flowers bloom, and it is like the dark night sky. Suddenly, fireworks bloom, which makes me wake up and go in surprise.
It turned out that Zhang Qingqing had been reading my love letter carefully. She couldn't help laughing. When she saw me looking at her, she quickly set her face again, as if the person who couldn't help laughing was not her.
This woman loves face. She is very happy, but she deliberately pulls a face. It's really depressing.
Zhang Qingqing had finished reading all the love letters at this time. I saw that she was slowly folding a few pages of paper in her hand. From this little action, I could feel that she liked the love letter very much, so I took the opportunity to say, "teacher Zhang, how am I writing this review?"
"Opportunism"
"Does this mean that Miss Zhang has forgiven me?"
I blinked and blinked, thinking that opportunism was opportunism, but did you forgive me or not?
Zhang Qingqing saw several folded love letters on the table, and then turned to look at me. The whole person seemed very calm. If she hadn't had a faint blush on her face at the moment, I would mistakenly think that her love letter didn't work at all.
"Although your review is OK, I don't think your review is deep enough."
When Zhang Qingqing said this, the blush on her pretty face was a little stronger, and even her ears were stained with a trace of red glow. The whole person looked very shy.
I looked at Zhang Qingqing and said, "no... Not deep enough. What does that mean?"
Zhang Qingqing said, "it's this review. You have to write another 3000 words and show it to me. I think your review is deep enough."
I almost stumbled and fell when I heard the speech. I couldn't help roaring in my heart. Shit, this is just a love letter, not an online novel. I have to serialize it when I write a love letter. She still wants me to continue to update the love letter for her.
Seeing my sad face, Zhang Qingqing asked unhappily, "why, you look good and don't want to continue to review?"
"Yes, yes, I will."
Dare I say I don't want to? When you see me again, show me your face and don't tell me anything.
When Zhang Qingqing saw me promise, her eyes immediately burst into a thick smile. She could see that she was still very happy, but the smile soon dissipated. She suddenly said, "put aside the things you talk about behind your back. I don't care about running away. Who is the woman who drove you back in a red sports car? You always have to explain to me?"
Zhang Qingqing also told me the day before yesterday that she and I are like sisters and brothers, but now she likes to read my love letters and manage what women I associate with like a little wife, which makes me really unable to grasp the real thoughts in her heart. The needle in a woman's heart!
I didn't hide anything about Li Mengting. I honestly said that I was walking on the road. Li Mengting kindly drove me back. Even she told Zhang Qingqing about inviting me to dinner, but omitted all the words and actions that Li Mengting teased me, and didn't even mention fighting with bald men.
When listening to my explanation, Zhang Qingqing kept staring into my eyes. It seemed that she could see whether I was lying or not. However, what I said was mostly true, so she didn't look at her with guilty eyes.
Zhang Qingqing couldn't see any clue, so she warned me, "I don't know why, I always think this woman is not kind to approach you. Some rich women in upper class society have a chaotic life, and you are the kind of handsome boy who is most liked by them. You must want to chat up with her..."
I can't help but think of a picture of confusion between men and women in my mind. I swallowed my saliva and waved back the exciting picture. I think Zhang Qingqing is also a kind intention. I'd better cooperate with him in words!
"Miss Zhang, sister ting and I have only seen two sides. Don't worry, I will keep a distance from her."
"Well" after Zhang Qingqing got my guarantee, her face looked a little better, but she didn't forget to remind me: "don't forget to write a review later."
It was already more than 6 p.m. at this time. The summer night came late. At this time, the sunset had not completely set down. A faint yellow setting sun was projected from the window, just like a beam of light on Zhang Qingqing.I stood on her side and secretly glanced at her side. Because of the setting sun, the fine details on her face appear. Generally, beautiful women will always expose some defects in the bright light. For example, the skin is not tender enough, the skin is dry, the pores are too thick, the size of facial features is slightly uncoordinated, and so on.But Zhang Qingqing doesn't have these small defects. Her white and red skin, perfect curve of cheek contour, slender eyebrows, curved eyelashes, and apricot eyes that can't see the true feelings are so exquisite and perfect, just like the masterpiece of God. If you want to forcibly pick out a problem from her now, it is that she doesn't look good and cold. She seems to lose her temper at any time.Zhang Qingqing glanced at my "review book" on the desk. Instead of picking it up in a hurry, she glanced at me and said in a tepid tone, "Chen Yu, what are you doing?"I don't understand Zhang Qingqing's meaning, but I think I have to be careful and answer her questions well, otherwise it's difficult to get her forgiveness. I said, "write a review."Sure enough, Zhang Qingqing sneered immediately after hearing this: "review book, did you make a mistake? What mistake did you make?""Well, I shouldn't speak out and criticize Mr. Zhang."I thought I was paralyzed. I knew I wouldn't run away at noon. Whether she punished me for push ups or something, it's better than her sarcasm at me now.Zhang Qingqing snorted and said, "is that all?"She seemed a little relieved when she saw my only look. At the same time, she also reached out and picked up my review book for viewing."Also, I shouldn't have run away. It's also wrong for me to leave on the way."I whispered and secretly looked at Zhang Qingqing's face. In fact, I was a little afraid that she would continue to ask Li Mengting. Li Mengting drove me back and kissed my face in public. It's hard for me to explain.Fortunately, Zhang Qingqing suddenly focused on the review. She first read the first two lines, and then frowned. She even looked up suspiciously at me, and then lowered her head to see the letter in her hand, which was nominally a review, but actually a love letter I wrote.The love letter I wrote is very long, full of 3000 words and several pages.When Zhang Qingqing first saw it, she frowned and made my heart beat. I think it's a little different from the surprised and happy expression I imagined. Zhang Qingqing likes roses, which means she likes romantic women. In this era of e-mail and wechat, there are very few people writing love letters on stationery. This seems a bit retro way of couple communication. I think it's very romantic. Why doesn't it seem to have any effect on her?The office was quiet. Zhang Qingqing slowly looked at the love letter in my uneasy mood. At this time, she also knew that it was not a review at all, but a love letter full of meat, pettish and rolling for forgiveness.I'm glad that she didn't throw the love letter away and scold me for what I wrote. Moreover, as she slowly read, her frown didn't know when it had been quietly stretched. I finally felt relieved and thought proudly: Hey, it seems that the love letter is still a little effective.Neither of us spoke. The office was very quiet. Only Zhang Qingqing occasionally flipped the love letter paper. I don't know why. Just now, Zhang Qingqing finished reading the review letter of shaoya and Da Luo and Xiao Luo in two or three minutes. But now when she reads my love letter, she seems to be very slow. She hasn't finished reading it for nearly ten minutes. I thought I wrote a love letter, not a love poem. Do you read it word by word?Really, I'm waiting for you to forgive me happily after reading it. I'm still waiting to go to the canteen happily.I looked at the love letter in Zhang Qingqing's hand. It's six pages. She has only read three pages now. It's estimated that with her slow reading speed of appreciating ancient poetry, she can't read it all in less than twenty or thirty minutes. I stood next to me for a while. Because it was too quiet and I didn't sleep last night, I couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.Just when I was sleepy, a clear and moving laughter suddenly sounded in my ear. This laughter is like the dead earth, suddenly a hundred flowers bloom, and it is like the dark night sky. Suddenly, fireworks bloom, which makes me wake up and go in surprise.It turned out that Zhang Qingqing had been reading my love letter carefully. She couldn't help laughing. When she saw me looking at her, she quickly set her face again, as if the person who couldn't help laughing was not her.This woman loves face. She is very happy, but she deliberately pulls a face. It's really depressing.Zhang Qingqing had finished reading all the love letters at this time. I saw that she was slowly folding a few pages of paper in her hand. From this little action, I could feel that she liked the love letter very much, so I took the opportunity to say, "teacher Zhang, how am I writing this review?""Opportunism""Does this mean that Miss Zhang has forgiven me?"I blinked and blinked, thinking that opportunism was opportunism, but did you forgive me or not?Zhang Qingqing saw several folded love letters on the table, and then turned to look at me. The whole person seemed very calm. If she hadn't had a faint blush on her face at the moment, I would mistakenly think that her love letter didn't work at all."Although your review is OK, I don't think your review is deep enough."When Zhang Qingqing said this, the blush on her pretty face was a little stronger, and even her ears were stained with a trace of red glow. The whole person looked very shy.I looked at Zhang Qingqing and said, "no... Not deep enough. What does that mean?"Zhang Qingqing said, "it's this review. You have to write another 3000 words and show it to me. I think your review is deep enough."I almost stumbled and fell when I heard the speech. I couldn't help roaring in my heart. Shit, this is just a love letter, not an online novel. I have to serialize it when I write a love letter. She still wants me to continue to update the love letter for her.Seeing my sad face, Zhang Qingqing asked unhappily, "why, you look good and don't want to continue to review?""Yes, yes, I will."Dare I say I don't want to? When you see me again, show me your face and don't tell me anything.When Zhang Qingqing saw me promise, her eyes immediately burst into a thick smile. She could see that she was still very happy, but the smile soon dissipated. She suddenly said, "put aside the things you talk about behind your back. I don't care about running away. Who is the woman who drove you back in a red sports car? You always have to explain to me?"Zhang Qingqing also told me the day before yesterday that she and I are like sisters and brothers, but now she likes to read my love letters and manage what women I associate with like a little wife, which makes me really unable to grasp the real thoughts in her heart. The needle in a woman's heart!I didn't hide anything about Li Mengting. I honestly said that I was walking on the road. Li Mengting kindly drove me back. Even she told Zhang Qingqing about inviting me to dinner, but omitted all the words and actions that Li Mengting teased me, and didn't even mention fighting with bald men.When listening to my explanation, Zhang Qingqing kept staring into my eyes. It seemed that she could see whether I was lying or not. However, what I said was mostly true, so she didn't look at her with guilty eyes.Zhang Qingqing couldn't see any clue, so she warned me, "I don't know why, I always think this woman is not kind to approach you. Some rich women in upper class society have a chaotic life, and you are the kind of handsome boy who is most liked by them. You must want to chat up with her..."I can't help but think of a picture of confusion between men and women in my mind. I swallowed my saliva and waved back the exciting picture. I think Zhang Qingqing is also a kind intention. I'd better cooperate with him in words!"Miss Zhang, sister ting and I have only seen two sides. Don't worry, I will keep a distance from her.""Well" after Zhang Qingqing got my guarantee, her face looked a little better, but she didn't forget to remind me: "don't forget to write a review later."
