The actor's squeamish little brother [Across the Ages and Today]

Chapter 131 New Deskmate 8

In the monthly exam a month ago, Xie Dongling ranked 17th in the class, breaking through the highest score in history. Not only did he cross the river between the first and second copies, he also ran a few steps forward.

From then on, every time he takes the weekly quiz, his score will be a few points higher than last time. If this continues, as long as he doesn't perform abnormally in the college entrance examination, it will not be a problem to get into the A major.

Xie Dongling didn't know why he was so depraved, but he really didn't want to review, and he didn't dare to disturb Qiu Ci, so he could only do it alone.

Stay, pick leaves, and draw on scratch paper.

After Qiu Ci said something, he paused for a while, opened a math exercise book, and pretended to read the questions. Qiu Ci saw that he had calmed down and took the time to brush a math paper.

Twenty minutes later, after putting the last stroke on the paper, Qiu Ci breathed a sigh of relief. He casually glanced at Xie Dongling's desk and found that he was not reading the exercise book at all, but reading a novel.

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Ci said lightly.

Xie Dongling was startled by him. He closed the exercise book suddenly and opened it to another page at lightning speed. He pretended that nothing happened. He had not deserted just now and was serious. Look at the question.

Qiu Ci looked at his slightly red face because of his guilty conscience, and suddenly felt the urge to tease him, and asked casually, "Why is your math exercise book different from mine? My exercise book doesn't seem to have your words in it." so many"

It's densely packed with words, and there's not even any space for writing questions.

Xie Dongling blushed and closed the exercise book with a heartbeat, turned her head to look at him, and said in a low voice, "It's the same, Qiu Ci, you got it wrong."

The corners of Qiu Ci's mouth widened, and there was a smile in his eyes. "Really? Why does it look so much like an extracurricular book? What chapter is written on it?"

Xie Dongling's mouth was harder than his lips and he refused to admit it. He said with great certainty, "Qiu Ci, you are wrong. You were dazzled by studying the questions. You should eat more blueberries."

Blueberries can mend the eyes and can also stop Qiu Ci's mouth. Xie Dongling said that he would go to the canteen to buy some for Qiu Ci after class.

"Okay, don't influence me, I want to read a book now."

Qiu Ci nodded, looking at his expression pretending to read a book, he chuckled.

He spoke slowly and said in the voice of only the two of them, "I remember one time when I was recording a program, I was sick and had a fever. Brother Xiaoci was very anxious and was busy taking care of me. I didn't want to take medicine, and he wasn't angry either. He coaxed me very gently, he was so kind."

He is so kind.

Qiu Ci said the last three words very slowly, deliberately prolonging his voice to give Xie Dongling time to react.

Xie Dongling peeked at the extracurricular books in class. He had a guilty conscience, but he was found out, so forget it. He reacted so promptly. Qiu Ci probably didn't see what he was looking at. He just had to be tougher and didn't admit it.

Well, the plan was perfect, Qiu Ci's performance just now was within his expectation.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Ci saw them all

He is really too bad

Xie Dongling was not thick-skinned to begin with, and now he was as red as a peach. He opened his eyes wide, glared at Qiu Ci with what he thought was a fierce look, snorted again, and lay down on the desk with his back to Qiu Ci.