"It's not for showing off to anyone." I said sarcastically, "It's normal for childhood sweethearts to behave like this...probably."

Seeing that I was a little embarrassed, Xiaoqin did not delve deeper into the matter of me carrying her into the window.

"Can I sit on this chair?" Xiao Qin pointed to the chair I had just sat on and asked overly cautiously.

"Sit wherever you like." I waved my hand, "As long as it conforms to the etiquette between childhood sweethearts, you don't have to ask my permission for everything."

Xiaoqin took off her schoolbag and hung it on the back of the chair. Then she turned to me sitting beside the bed, blinked and asked:

"Classmate Ye Lin asked me to continue to be Ye Lin's girlfriend in front of Amy and Pooh. Is this the proper etiquette between childhood sweethearts?"

"Otherwise, what will happen?" I asked, "If Amy knew you were no longer my girlfriend, do you know how she would laugh at you?"

"Well, that's true..." Xiaoqin's arms trembled slightly. If the ignorant Amy sprinkled salt on the wound, Xiaoqin might not be able to bear it.

Seeing the sad expression on Xiaoqin's face, I couldn't bear it and comforted her: "Don't be discouraged. I said I would give you a second chance. If you pretend to be a couple in front of Amy and Winnie, just treat it as a preview of the scene." .”

Xiao Qin suddenly seemed to be cast by a fairy godmother, and her whole body exuded brilliance and vitality.

"I, I will definitely work hard. I will definitely work hard to become a girl who is more popular with classmate Ye Lin. I will strive to let classmate Ye Lin take the initiative next time to ask me to be classmate Ye Lin's girlfriend... …”

Halfway through, due to lack of confidence, his voice gradually became quieter, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into my eyes, for fear that I would be angry.

"You have to have confidence in yourself." I said, "This kind of energy is just like you. You have spoken less during this period, and I am not used to it."

"Then..." Seeing that I was surprisingly friendly, Xiaoqin gradually became less reserved than she was at first, "In front of Amy and Winnie, when classmate Ye Lin and I pretend to be a couple, I can act coquettishly to classmate Ye Lin. ?”

"Okay." I don't think we should put too many restrictions on Xiaoqin, otherwise she won't pretend to be the same. It's okay for Winnie, but it will be bad if Amy exposes her.

"You can also hug classmate Ye Lin's arm."

"Can."

"When you encounter something happy, you can give classmate Ye Lin a hug."

"Can."

"If you go to the mall to buy things, could you please help me carry the shopping bags, classmate Ye Lin?"

"Yeah, no problem."

"If there is only one seat left on the bus, I can sit on classmate Ye Lin's lap... that's okay too."

"Well... Amy probably doesn't have a chance to ride the bus with us, but Winnie might..."

"Sorry, the request to sit on classmate Ye Lin's lap is too much..."

"No, if it's really in front of Amy or Winnie, and the bus is too crowded and there's no room to stand, it's not impossible for you to sit on my lap."

"Then..." Listening to me saying "yes" and "no problem" all the way, Xiaoqin became more and more excited, "Then, as long as I am in front of Amy and Winnie, I will become more like classmate Ye Lin's girl than before. friend."

I frowned and thought for a while, "You can think so too."

"Long live~\(≧▽≦)/~,." Xiaoqin couldn't help but want to stand up from the chair to celebrate, but stopped her behavior halfway, as if she felt that it was too stupid.

"(*^__^*) Hee hee..." But overall, he still maintained his true nature, looking at me with a smile, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

"Don't be silly, you brought your summer homework, right?" I said, "If you don't understand anything, I'll teach you."

Anyway, I can't do sports now, so some mental exercise is just right.

In order to stimulate our enthusiasm for learning, the mathematics teacher once said in class: "Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world." Although the accuracy of this sentence is debatable, it is an indisputable fact that Xiaoqin's mathematics, physics and chemistry are terrible. .

When calculating the outer area of ​​a cuboid box without a lid, Xiaoqin often forgets the area of ​​the bottom surface because the diagram is not clearly drawn and the bottom surface is blocked by the other four sides.

I also drew a crooked box in the blank space of my answer. Is that a box? It must be the remains of Spongebob Squarepants after it was crushed by a weight of 500 million tons.

As for the question "Why doesn't the Leaning Tower of Pisa fall?", I don't answer "center of gravity", "heavy vertical line", "fulcrum", "support surface", but answer very self-consciously and emotionally:

"Because it is a world-famous tourist attraction, the Italian government sent 1,000 people to pull it up with ropes underground. If it falls, the tickets will not be collected."

I was afraid that the teacher would not understand, so I specially drew a cross-sectional view of many people dragging the Leaning Tower of Pisa underground. Are they people or ants? Why does the Leaning Tower of Pisa not look like a building? If you hadn't specially explained it, I would see it as ants fighting cabbage caterpillars.

It was mentioned in the chemistry homework that diamond and graphite are the same element, but Xiaoqin was even more confused.

"If they are really the same thing, why isn't the Diamond Sutra renamed the Graphite Sutra?"

Quickly apologize to Buddhists all over the world. Your thinking is too fast. Teaching you math, physics and chemistry is no less difficult than leading Amy to win the LOL rankings.

Xiaoqin's English homework was done very well. Although the reading analysis in the Chinese homework often came up with surprising words (for example, dog barking is a description of language), but because of the neat and beautiful handwriting, Old Man Zhang should give good marks on the paper. Bar.

Well, I decided to guide Xiaoqin to finish all the science homework first, and then follow Xiaoqin's homework and copy all my own homework, so that the study tasks for this summer vacation can be completed.

Even with the curtains closed, there was plenty of sunlight. I guided Xiaoqin to do her homework, and I felt a rare sense of ease and comfort.

What a normal, peaceful life. I hope my viral heart disease can be cured and I can enjoy this kind of life more.

Time flew by unknowingly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. Xiaoqin said that she wanted to go back to the affiliated hospital to have dinner with her mother in the ward, and it was hard for me to keep her.

"By the way, we have to have lunch anyway, why not ask the French chef to make something suitable for the patients, and then you can take it to Aunt Ren." I suggested.

The French chef loves his career sincerely. As long as someone likes to eat what he cooks, he will always work hard and get on the stove right away.

Xiao Qin hesitated for a moment, "Mom wants to eat bamboo shoots these two days. Can the French chef make bamboo shoots?"

"Yes, the five-color salad in French cuisine contains bamboo shoots." I said as if the French chef was my natal family, I was proud of him, "As long as you tell him, Xiaoqin, he will definitely make a dish for you. A delicacy containing bamboo shoots.”

"I'll tell him." Xiaoqin was confused for a moment, then realized: "By the way, the French chef doesn't speak Chinese, but he does know some English. He can communicate with me in English. Student Ye Lin's words are a bit..."

I blushed, "I always make gestures with him, or draw what I want to eat on paper..."

Hearing what I said, Xiaoqin's eyes lit up, "Since Ye Lin can express through pictures, then I, the future cartoonist Teacher Shui Qin, can also draw what I want to eat."

"Ye Lin, please wait a moment. I will draw it right now. You can take it to the French chef. He will be able to understand what I want in no time."

Before I could stop her, she had already torn up a piece of draft paper and used a ballpoint pen to complete the "steamed bamboo shoots" in her mind.

Your bamboo shoots look like this. This time, the lines are inexplicably tough, as tough as some kind of building.

This is basically the leaning tower of steamed pizza, bastard.

In the end, I redrawn a crooked steamed bamboo shoot on the back of the draft paper, so that the French chef could barely understand it.

When I got the packaged steamed bamboo shoots and lean meat porridge without leaving my room 103, Xiaoqin happily saluted me, and at the same time, she unconsciously thought it was her own painting. With extraordinary skill, the French chef understood the meaning of the painting so quickly.

"Hehe O(∩_∩)O~ This way mom and I can both have something to eat. Thank you, classmate Ye Lin, and also help me say thank you to the French chef."

With my help, he climbed out of the window and left. Before leaving, he was humming a song in a good mood and said to himself:

"It seems that my drawing skills have improved again. I am scared by my artistic talent. Should I finish the girl manga I drew before and submit it to the editor..."

Which comic, "Love in Zhoukoudian", or other works that are unbearable and horrible to look at.

Please let the editor go, don't use your brush to kill the cartoon editor's eyes, you want to draw a SpongeBob falling from the Leaning Tower of Pisa, barely dying, falling into the pot of Chinese tourists, being steamed, and then sending a big star into his mouth Is it a strange story about reciting the "Graphite Sutra" with tears to save a friend?

Steamed sponges are not delicious at all. You should at least steam the Patrick Star. Don’t underestimate the Chinese tourists who bury pots and make rice under the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

After Xiaoqin left, I accepted a temperature check from Dr. Yu. I was waiting for the French chef to prepare lunch when I received a call from Shu Zhe.

"Brother Ye Lin, you...you must save me."

After Shu Zhe answered the phone, he immediately begged me with tears in his eyes.

"What trouble did you get into again?" I asked him angrily.

"I...I didn't get into trouble this time, it just fell from the sky." Shu Zhe said with great grievance, "I was coerced by 'Uncle Fireball'."

Hey, isn't Uncle Huoqiu the same perverted customer as the "cilantro stuffed buns"? The idea of ​​letting the "model lady" sell original underwear, blowing up balloons, and blowing TT, wasn't it Uncle Huoqiu's idea.

"Why, you met Uncle Fireball in real life." I asked, "You usually dress up in men's clothing, but his eyes are so poisonous. Can you recognize that Sister Hongdou wearing a wig and colored contact lenses is you?"

Shu Zhe choked with regret for a while before finally making up his mind and admitting:

"I, I'm at my aunt's house now. I'm forced by my uncle to walk around in a cat maid costume every day, bring him tea and water, beat his shoulders and back..."

"Wait a minute." I asked in surprise, "Just now you said you were being coerced by Uncle Fireball, how could you become your uncle again?"

"I..." Shu Zhe, who had suffered so much humiliation these days, couldn't help crying loudly: "How could I have imagined that my uncle is Uncle Fireball? He is the one who taught my sister how to use a shotgun. My dear Uncle."

"We haven't seen each other for a few years. Ever since he learned to use wireless Internet access at the ranger's hut, he has gradually transformed from a senior hunter into a pervert."

"Uncle found out that I was the one who sold him original underwear. He was very angry at first, but then he seemed very happy. Now he forced me to continue to live in his house. He closed the door every day and asked me to dress up as a cat maid to serve him. , the way he looks at me is getting weirder and weirder."
Chapter completed!