I Am Not Fit To Be The Male Leads First Love - Chapter 29

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Chu Shi walked out from behind his parents with a solemn expression.

“Last time at the school dance, Qiuqiu had it like this once,” Chu Shi said, “I thought she was too excited at the time, now it seems…”

It seems to be intermittent (sexual xing)? Is it some kind of neurological (sexual xing) disease?

Chu’s father and Chu’s mother were shocked. Why did she suddenly get such a problem after raising her for more than ten years?

Chu’s father wanted to be more practical. He originally thought that Qiuqiu (sex xing) had a good family education and was more suitable for wealthy society. Now it seems that if there is such a problem…

Chu Qiuqiu didn’t expect to be seen by his parents, and quickly explained: “No, I’m just playing around with my sister!”

Several people looked at Chu Yin.

Chu Yin shook his head innocently, “No, I didn’t play with you.”

Chu Qiuqiu was itching with hatred. Chu Yin is clearly the one in question! As a result, her parents thought she was sick now.

Father Chu: “There was originally a banquet in a few days. If Qiuqiu has any problems…”

He is of course the interests of the group first. If Chu Qiuqiu had this problem, taking her out would definitely damage the face of the Chu family.

“No, I don’t!” Chu Qiuqiu hurriedly said, “I was just exercising (body shen) body just now! This kind of dance is good for (body shen) body!”

Father Chu looked hesitantly: “Is that so?”

Chu Qiuqiu nodded quickly and moved his limbs to indicate that he was fine and normal.

After finally fooling his parents, Chu Qiuqiu turned his head and saw that Chu Yin had already left.

She fell onto the sofa violently, and couldn’t help thinking: Is it really not connected with Chu Yin?

It’s not really that I’m under too much pressure, something happened…

Chu Qiuqiu shivered.

–

The atmosphere of the final exam preparation of Huiwen is getting stronger and stronger.

The “Hope Cup” quota is given to the top three in the final math exam, which is already the old practice of Huiwen. Class 5 is an elite class. The best grades stand at the top of the pyramid, and even the worst can be mixed into the top 200. There are many good students in the middle.

If there is a chance, many people are willing to participate in this kind of competition. If nothing else, even if they don’t get the prize in the end, they will be able to participate in more winter camps or training camps, and their level will improve greatly.

But this year, it is even more difficult to get the quota, because Chu Yin has turned around, and everyone now agrees that she can get the quota.

Fu Mingxuan’s math is actually quite good. She also passed the test of one hundred and four in the last term. If she hadn’t had the perfect score of Chu Yin, she would not have had any sense of crisis.

She also wants to participate in the Hope Cup, so she has been very serious in class these days, and started to learn Chu Yin after class, and she frequently asked the teacher to ask questions.

Towards the end of the term, there are a lot of papers for each subject, and the papers are distributed as if they don’t need money. Song Zhaolin neatly folded the papers in half, sorted them, and put them in front of him–not wanting to write one.

In order to improve his grades, he asked himself to write something on each paper.

——So he wrote all the papers with names.

After finishing his pen, Song Zhaolin no longer knew the three characters “Song Zhaolin”, but he still didn’t want to write the paper.

Turning his head and glanced at Chu Yin, he had already finished a math paper.