The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

Chapter 110 Nonsense
The girl's eyes were quietly closed, her long and narrow eyelashes were like a small fan, casting a faint shadow.

The fluffy black hair is casually scattered on the shoulders, and the smooth and white collarbone is very obvious, which looks even whiter against the black hair.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly the alarm clock rang, and the sleeping girl was awakened, she frowned slightly, and slowly woke up from her sleep.

"Hmm." There was a trace of impatience on the delicate little face, and the voice was a little nasal, trying to turn over and bury his head in the bed to continue sleeping.

But the alarm clock on the bedside is persistent, and there is a tendency that I won't stop until you wake up.

After two or three minutes, I finally saw my head protruding from the bed, opened my eyes sleepily, stretched out a soft jade arm like snow lotus root from the bed, groped a few times at the head of the bed, and finally turned off the alarm clock Lose.

The room was finally quiet again, and I could continue to sleep again. Unfortunately, the girl's drowsiness was awakened by the alarm clock long ago.

Even so, the girl was still lingering in the bed, unwilling to get up, and rolled around on the bed a few times before finally being willing to lift the quilt.

After sleeping all night, the soft nightdress didn't know when it was disobedient, and it was all rolled up around the waist.

A slender and slim body exposed to the air, with a gripping waist, beautiful and round slender jade legs under the skirt, slender and smooth calves, coupled with delicate, smooth, tender and jade-like icy muscles and bones, it is really beautiful. slim.

Stepping on the carpet with bare feet, Su Qinghe stretched lazily before slowly moving away.

Soon there was a sound of water in the bathroom, and when she came out again, she could see a few drops of water hanging on the girl's delicate face, and the hair near her forehead was wet with water.

"Shua—" the curtains were pulled open, and the sunlight filled every corner of the room, instantly brightening the room.

Su Qinghe's eyes were dazzled by the sunlight, and she closed them unaccustomed to it. After a while, she gradually got used to it before slowly opening it.

She seemed to know that she was going to start school today, and the weather was exceptionally good, but Su Qinghe's mood was just the opposite, exceptionally bad.

Open the windows to let in the outside air.

Su Qinghe sat in front of the dressing table and carefully took care of her skin, not letting go of an inch of skin. The steps were a bit cumbersome, but she was very patient.

Each step has to wait for the skin care of the previous step to dry before proceeding to the next step. Many of the bottles and jars on the dressing table have no words, but Su Qinghe can pick out what she needs in an orderly manner.

After wiping for nearly 10 minutes, I finally saw her get up from the chair and walk towards the changing room.

When she came out again, she found that the original suspender nightdress had been replaced with a knee-length white shirt dress, and a blue rabbit more than ten centimeters long was embroidered on the left chest.

Dressed up and went downstairs, everyone in the downstairs family was already up and eating breakfast.

Aunt Lin heard the commotion in the kitchen, and hurriedly brought up Su Qinghe's portion.

The couple felt a little helpless when they saw their daughter eating one bite after another. They are so old, and they always talk to their family about not wanting to go to school.

Su Qingheng didn't dare speak to provoke her. She always looked at him with resentment a few days before school started.

"Hey, why don't Dad ask you for a few days off, so we can wait for the military training at home before going to school?" Su Jianguo probed.

Wang Xiujuan also nodded in agreement, watching her daughter with her husband, waiting for her to make up her mind.

If you want her to talk about doing school military training well, the children are all in the development period, so what if something happens accidentally.

When Su Qinghe heard what her parents said, she sighed and shook her head, "It still doesn't work."

Since she has to go to school sooner or later, what difference does it make if one day is earlier or later, it will only make her more uncomfortable, and military training is also included in the grades, it is necessary.

Unless there is a doctor's certificate, if you skip this semester, you still have to make up for the next semester, although this certificate is a word for them.

The first day of school was still the same as in previous years. Her parents and brother sent her to school together.

The only difference is that in previous years, my brother would accompany her to school, but this time my brother could only send her to school and was about to leave.

The older brothers in the family are all adults, and the two youngest brothers are going to college, and she is the only one who is still crying and going to school, which is the hardest high school.

"Bye bye." Su Qinghe collected her mood and waved to her family.

Looking at the lonely figure of her daughter, Wang Xiujuan actually felt a little unbearable.

In previous years, several older brothers accompanied me, but this year I will go to and from school alone.

The high school campus has the largest proportion of the school, more sports grounds, and even more teaching buildings than other grades.

Su Qinghe is no stranger to this place. Her brothers in her family are all older than her. She often goes here to find her brothers, and she knows everything about this place.

Walking slowly on the road, people passed her from time to time, Su Qinghe was not in a hurry, she stopped and walked, and sometimes she saw beautiful fallen leaves on the ground, and would stop to pick them up.

Or when you see something beautiful, you will stop and study it for a while.

I don't know when Su Qinghe developed this habit. If no one is with her, she can walk for half an hour, or even an hour, for a 10-minute journey.

"Qinghe." A familiar voice came from behind.

Su Qinghe turned her head and saw Han Wenjie and He Annian running towards her.

"I just said we will meet." Han Wenjie smiled proudly at He Annian.

He Annian didn't want to talk to him, no one in the class knew about Qing He's habit, even everyone in other classes knew about it.

Whenever you come later, you will meet Su Qinghe on the road.

With two little friends to accompany her, Su Qinghe no longer looked around, and talked to them while walking, the speed was much faster.

I haven't seen each other since I came back from the summer practice, and I haven't seen each other for almost a month.

"How's Bubble?"

Since the first summer practice, Su Qinghe went back to watch Bubble almost every summer, and a group of people knew it.

When Su Qinghe mentioned Bubble, she unconsciously smiled, and her walking steps became much more cheerful.

"Bubble is still the same as before, as soon as I go in it finds me."

When going back for the first time, Su Qinghe was worried that Bubble would not recognize her, but as soon as she entered, Bubble found her immediately.

But it was a bit vengeful, Su Qinghe still remembered that Bubble ran towards her in surprise, but stopped in the middle of the run.

Then he turned around and didn't look at Su Qinghe, so frightened that Su Qinghe thought it didn't remember her.

Later, the breeder next to her explained to her that Bubble was angry that she had walked for so long to come back.

Su Qinghe coaxed for a long time before she was willing to turn around and look at her.

The three talked and laughed all the way to the classroom, where there were familiar faces.

Seeing them coming, they greeted them one after another.

"Qinghe." Song Zhijun had already arrived at school, and when he saw Su Qinghe coming over, he quickly waved to her.

Seeing her good friend, the smile on Su Qinghe's face gradually widened, "When did you come back?"

I haven't seen him for a month, and Song Zhijun has darkened a lot, and his healthy wheat-colored skin has turned darker again.

Song Zhijun didn't care, on the contrary he was very proud.

"I just came back yesterday."

Song Zhijun would be taken by his family to the military camp for training every year during the holidays. During this period, he could not contact the outside world at all. Su Qinghe could only wait for her to contact him first.

She has persisted for several years, and Su Qinghe admires this perseverance alone, and she feels that she still has her perseverance.

Several teachers are happy. Since she entered junior high school, the pressure of her studies has gradually increased. Sometimes she has to go to class at night, and the time for practice is getting less and less.

During the summer vacation, several teachers wanted to keep her in the practice room every day, and often looked at her with hatred.

Su Qinghe also knew what the teachers meant, and they all wanted her to be admitted to a professional college and specialize in this field in the future.

But Su Qinghe only regards them as hobbies, and the teachers can't help it no matter how angry they are, they can't force people to learn it.

Not to mention that her family has opinions, and she herself is not happy, but the most important thing in this field is love. If there is no love for one day, your aura will disappear.

"Do you know who will give us military training?" Han Wenjie suddenly appeared and looked at them mysteriously.

As soon as Su Qinghe heard the word military training, she didn't want to talk. This was more painful than letting her go to school.

She just wants to turn back time now, back to the day when she was on summer vacation, she really doesn't want military training at all.

Song Zhijun didn't care, military training was a piece of cake for her, and she practiced harder and more tiringly in the training camp, so she could persevere, especially military training.

Seeing that the two of them didn't talk, Han Wenjie didn't feel disappointed, and excitedly told them the news he had just heard.

I heard from others that the chief instructor who gave them military training this time came from the special forces.

This is not the most exciting thing, "Also, I heard that we will be taken to the scene to experience a gun shooting."

"This is a real gun." Han Wenjie became more and more excited as he spoke. Which boy would not have this dream.

Playing in this club is different. Su Qinghe noticed that not only Han Wenjie was so excited, but other boys also looked excited.

Even some of the girls blushed from excitement, but Su Qinghe was the only one who remained calm.

"Don't you want to experience a real gun?" Han Wenjie looked at the two of them, showing no expression at all, not surprised at all.

Song Zhijun can still understand that her family is in the army, and the whole family must have been touched by soldiers.

However, Su Qinghe was not excited at all.

"I give you my chance."

Su Qinghe wasn't interested at all. Although she hadn't experienced it herself, she had heard people say that the first time a novice hits hard, the next door will hurt for several days.

She was most afraid of pain, and couldn't help frowning when she thought that it would hurt for several days.

Han Wenjie heard that Su Qinghe was going to give him the opportunity, and he was still there foolishly, "Okay, then I will fight with your share."

Song Zhijun saw Su Qinghe's worry and comforted her, "The instructor will not be very strict."

Seeing that Su Qinghe still had a sad expression on her face, she thought about it, and whispered a few words to her in front of her.

Su Qinghe was shocked after hearing this, and looked at her in disbelief.

"If you really can't stand it, you can try it." Song Zhijun was a little embarrassed by her. It was her first time teaching people to lie, and she was not used to it.

"There is such a good way, why did you say it now?"

Song Zhijun replied honestly, "I also heard from others."

Every summer vacation, she is sent to the military camp by her family for training. The trainees are all teenagers, and everyone is about the same age.

But not everyone is willing like her, and some people are forced by their families. The training is too hard, and there are always some people who can't hold on to being clever.

This method was what she heard those people say when they were resting.

However, Song Zhijun suggested that if she could persevere, she should persevere as much as possible, "In fact, the instructors all know it."

It's just that they turned a blind eye and didn't bring them out.

Su Qinghe nodded seriously, she understood.

While everyone was talking, Su Qinghe noticed a teacher walking in.

Song Zhijun followed her gaze and whispered, "This should be our new class teacher."

Su Qinghe also thinks so, the new head teacher looks like he is in his 40s, with a cheerful face, and looks easy to talk to.

Soon, others also spotted the teacher on the podium.

"Find some boys to bring back the military training uniforms of our class." The new class teacher ordered a few tall boys to go out.

Song Zhijun observed the new head teacher for a while, and came to a conclusion, "This teacher is not easy to get along with."

Su Qinghe nodded. The more teachers like this, the more vigilant they should be. They are usually smiling.

Their previous two class teachers were almost all young female teachers, and they couldn't play with them at all. Although everyone would not bully them, such teachers did not have much dignity in the class, and no one would be afraid of them.

The new head teacher didn't speak, and neither did everyone. They had met many people with their parents since they were young, and they could tell at a glance that this teacher was not as easy to contact as the surface.

While they were looking at the new head teacher, the head teacher was also looking at the group of students below.

He nodded secretly in his heart, it was really different from the students he led in the previous school.

Neither side spoke, the people below looked at the outsider vigilantly, while the people standing above looked at everyone with a smile, seeing everyone's expressions in their eyes.

Su Qinghe noticed that the teacher looked at them a few more times, especially her face.

She was a little puzzled about his intentions.

It wasn't until a group of people who had just gone to get their military training uniforms came back that the deadlock was broken.

"Teacher." A person knocked on the door.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," the teacher nodded with a smile, and asked them to put the clothes on the ground first.

He didn't speak until everyone sat back in their seats.

"I believe everyone has guessed it, I am your new head teacher."

I saw him take a piece of chalk, turn around and write two words on the blackboard.

After seeing those two words clearly, discussions began to ensue below.

"My surname is Hu, and my name is Hu Nao." It seemed that he also thought his name was funny, and he was also happy there.

"Pfft—" Han Wenjie couldn't hold back, "How could someone name this child."

Su Qinghe couldn't help laughing either, shaking her head and laughing.

(End of this chapter)