This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 165 Hurting the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of your own
After finishing the game, Chen Shian and Lin Mengqiu went home together.

I came by bike, and I'll go back by bike.

"Has Uncle Lin bought groceries?"

"Bought."

"Shall we just go back?"

"Ah."

Chen Shi'an carried Lin Mengqiu on his bicycle all the way from the stadium back to her residential community.

Having lived in the neighborhood for many years, although she didn't know many of her neighbors, she did recognize quite a few faces. The girl sitting on the back of the bicycle kept her head down and held onto Chen Shi'an's waist the whole way. Anyway, she couldn't see anyone else, so why did she care what these unfamiliar neighbors thought of her...

When the car slowly came to a stop, Lin Mengqiu looked up and realized that she was back in front of her building.

"Squad leader, where should we park the car?"

"Just stop over there."

Chen Shi'an parked the car and went upstairs with Lin Mengqiu.

Chen Shi'an had been to Lin Mengqiu's house more than once or twice, coming over almost every weekend to cook, and seemed quite familiar with the place.

Before Lin Mengqiu could press the elevator button, he stepped inside and pressed the button for the seventeenth floor.

After opening the door and returning home, Lin Mengqiu took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on him.

It's unclear when it started, but these slippers became Chen Shi'an's exclusive slippers. From the first time he came here as a brand new pair of slippers until now, Chen Shi'an has always worn these slippers, and he won't let anyone else wear them when guests come over.

He even has a special cup for drinking water.

"Dad," Lin Mengqiu called out towards the kitchen.

Lin Ming, wearing an apron, walked out with a smile on his face.

"Shi'an is here?"

"Uncle Lin."

"Please have a seat, Shi'an! I'm preparing the ingredients in the kitchen. I feel bad for always troubling you to cook. Let me finish preparing the ingredients first!"

"It's nothing, Uncle Lin."

Lin Ming put down his work and came out to brew a pot of tea for Chen Shi'an.

Let alone my daughter craving Chen Shi'an's cooking, who wouldn't crave it after tasting Chen Shi'an's culinary skills!

Lin Ming knew his daughter's little thoughts all too well. Since Chen Shi'an didn't mind cooking, he, as her father, could only go along with it and get a meal for them. He would prepare some dishes for them when he had time.

"Come to Shi'an for tea and try this. A friend gave it to me before, and I think it's pretty good. Shi'an, you can take a can home with you later."

"Uncle Xie Lin, this is indeed excellent tea."

Chen Shi'an put down his teacup and asked, "Uncle Lin, have you prepared the tools and materials for mounting the painting? I'll help you with that today when I have some free time."

"Everything is ready, it's all in the study."

"Go and see?"

"Okay, Shi'an, if there's anything else you need, let me know and I'll go and prepare it."

Mounting traditional Chinese paintings is a very complex craft. Lin Ming really liked Chen Shi'an's painting, and he didn't trust anyone else to mount it, so he had to trouble Chen Shi'an to do it.

Chen Shi'an followed Lin Ming to the study and saw that Lin Ming had prepared everything he needed.

Lin Mengqiu also came over curiously to take a look. While Chen Shi'an and her father were talking, she stood quietly to the side.

"Everything is fine, but it might not be done well today. After the painting is coated and mounted, it needs to be air-dried naturally."

"Okay, okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Shi'an!"

Lin Ming smiled and said, "There's no rush. We can prepare the food after we've eaten. Shi'an, have some tea first, and I'll go prepare the dishes."

Chen Shi'an returned to the tea table. Lin Ming poured him a cup of tea, then put on an apron and went back to the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

Lin Mengqiu sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

She wasn't watching TV; after the game, she was still exhausted and her whole body ached. She sat on the sofa in a slightly languid posture, her legs stretched out in front of her, with five delicate toes peeking out from the front of her slippers. She stretched her legs, looking quite content.

"Would the squad leader like some tea?"

"Don't drink."

"Let's have a drink."

"..."

Chen Shi'an took a teacup, rinsed it with tea, and poured a cup of tea.

Lin Mengqiu hesitated for a moment, then got up from the sofa, sat down at the tea table to Chen Shi'an's left, and took a sip from her cup.

"Didn't the class monitor take any photos when he went to the South China Sea before?"

"……Have."

"Can you show it to me?"

"..."

Lin Mengqiu didn't say anything, but took out her phone, operated it a few times, and then placed it on the table.

Just like when they sat at the same table, she pushed the edge of the phone with her fingertip, positioning it between them.

Chen Shi'an picked up his phone, and the screen displayed the contents of his photo album. The first photo on the screen was of the sea.

The photos were arranged in reverse chronological order. Chen Shi'an swiped from right to left, revealing the photo of Da Hai, and then the photo of the two of them taking a walk together by the Xijiang River that night appeared on the screen.

Before he could continue swiping, a small hand reached out and took the phone back from his hand.

"Hey? Class monitor, I haven't finished reading yet."

"Don't go through the photo album!"

"Okay, okay, I won't flip it."

"Slide to the left."

"it is good."

Chen Shi'an then got her phone and obediently swiped the photos one by one to the left.

As a well-known tourist destination and seaside resort in China, the scenery of the South China Sea is naturally beyond question.

It's rare to see Lin Mengqiu take out her phone to take pictures. People usually only take out their phones to take pictures when they encounter something worth recording, which to some extent reflects each person's different inner preferences.

Some people like taking selfies, some like taking pictures of flowers and plants, some like taking pictures of cats and dogs, and some are more pragmatic, taking pictures of documents, manuals, and so on. Chen Shi'an slowly flipped through the photos taken by Lin Mengqiu.

Almost all of them are landscape photos.

The images are very 'clean', avoiding capturing tourists and passersby unrelated to the scenery as much as possible.

"The scenery in the South China Sea is quite nice."

"Ah."

"The class monitor is also a very good photographer."

"~~~"

Lin Mengqiu has a certain level of aesthetic composition skills. She is good at pointing her camera at others, but she is not used to being pointed at by other people's cameras.

Occasionally, people will appear in such landscape photos.

For example, her father.

Several of the photos were taken by her father.

Uncle Lin was wearing beach shorts and sunglasses, looking quite cheerful.

"Uncle Lin looks much younger after his trip," Chen Shi'an said with a smile.

"...That's just how he is."

"Why isn't there a picture of you, class monitor?"

As soon as Chen Shi'an finished speaking, he swiped his finger to the left, and a selfie of the father and daughter appeared on the screen.

Uncle Lin lifted his sunglasses and put them on his forehead, smiling and making a peace sign at the camera. Next to him was Lin Mengqiu, wearing a beige beach hat, looking disgusted.

Chen Shi'an found it amusing.

The class monitor forbade him from flipping through her photo album, so Chen Shi'an took out his own phone and opened the photo of the two of them taking a walk along the Xijiang River that night.

Two group photos are placed side by side, one with my deskmate and the other with my dad.

Lin Mengqiu looked at the two group photos and felt a little uncomfortable. She reached over, picked up her teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"……What are you doing?"

"I'm making comparisons."

"Compare what?"

“Look at which photo the squad leader really disliked when it was taken.”

"...I don't like either of them."

"real or fake."

"I really dislike you now. I'm not showing it to you."

Lin Mengqiu reached out to take the phone back, but Chen Shi'an reacted quickly and snatched it away first.

Unable to get her own phone, Lin Mengqiu simply picked up his phone instead. Just then, Chen Shi'an also opened his photo album, so she browsed through his album to try and salvage the situation.

Unfortunately, Chen Shi'an's phone photo album wasn't even as valuable as that annoying cicada's WeChat Moments, which was full of various landscape photos, portraits, and cat photos.

Lin Mengqiu wasn't interested in the landscape photos he had taken; she just scrolled forward and soon found the photos they had taken together when they went cycling at Mangrove Lake that day.

When Lin Mengqiu saw several photos he had taken of Wen Zhixia, she remained silent, her thumbnail pressing hard against the edge of her index finger, afraid she would lose control and delete the photos...

Chen Shi'an didn't mind her flipping through his phone's photo album; he continued to look at the photos Lin Mengqiu had taken with great interest.

As he scrolled, Chen Shi'an finally spotted a selfie of Lin Mengqiu.

This photo wasn't taken in the South China Sea; it was taken in a barbershop.

The girl had probably just gotten a haircut, and she seemed quite pleased with her new hair. She was sitting in the barber chair, taking this selfie in front of the large mirror.

Chen Shi'an secretly rejoiced, thankfully he had complimented the class monitor's new haircut that morning...

He then swiped to the left.

This photo has a completely different style from the previous ones—

The girl is sitting on the back of a bicycle, her hand resting on the waist of the person in the taekwondo uniform in front of her, and this photo is a close-up of her hand resting on the waist.

"what?"

Chen Shi'an was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this me?"

Lin Mengqiu, who was flipping through his phone's photo album, turned around upon hearing the sound.

When the girl saw this photo pop up on her phone screen, her eyes almost jumped out of her head!

"Give me your phone—!"

Lin Mengqiu was quick. When she saw Chen Shi'an discover the photo she had secretly taken, her mind went blank, but her pretty face turned as red as a cherry tomato. She reached out her hand in a flash, so fast that it was as if a blur was left behind.

The next second, the phone in Chen Shi'an's hand was back in hers.

"Class monitor, I haven't finished reading it yet."

"I'm not letting you see it!"

Lin Mengqiu felt ashamed, angry, and guilty.

You haven't finished looking yet? You've already seen the latest photo!
The first thing she did after getting her phone back was to destroy the evidence; she immediately deleted the photo... Anyway, it was on her WeChat Moments, and she could just recover it after deleting it...

"Was that photo taken this morning when I was giving the squad leader a ride, while we were waiting at a traffic light?"

"..."

"Class monitor, are you taking pictures of me without my permission?"

"...Who took a picture of you without my permission? I was just taking a picture of my hand."

"What happened to your hand?"

"...Can't I like my hands?"

Lin Mengqiu blushed and glared at him before getting up and leaving the tea table.

They'll just say it's me!

Didn't they also film the annoying cicada?
Two points are deducted from your score!

(End of this chapter)