After a while, Zhang Ximing came out. Because he washed his face, the bangs were moistened and gathered up, revealing his clean forehead, making his face more white and delicate features.

Liu Qin asked curiously, "Ximing, do you like this kind of long bangs?"

"I don't like it," Zhang Ximing said categorically, "especially in summer. It's so hot that I feel like cutting bangs a hundred times a day."

Liu Qin couldn't laugh or cry. "I thought you like this hairstyle very much, but since you don't like it, why don't you cut it?"

Zhang Ximing squinted, "this bangs can give me a sense of security."

"Security?"

"Yes, a sense of security that no one can see inside," Zhang Ximing said without sitting down immediately, moving his stiff arms while talking. "People say that eyes are the windows of the soul, and I agree with them. In other words, as long as the eyes are covered, the emotion will be hidden for the most part. At the beginning, I tried to wear glasses, but it was too troublesome. I had to take them off every time I exercised. Later, I simply left bangs. "

Liu Qin suddenly realized, "I see, but why don't you like other people peeping into your heart?"

Zhang Ximing chuckled, "you like to be peeped at."

"... I don't like it either."

"Do you understand?"

"I don't understand," Liu Qin squatted up a few times to speed up blood circulation. "Even if I don't like other people peeping into my heart, I don't feel that I have to use bangs to block it."

Zhang Ximing said, "maybe this is my personality defect, because I like to peep into other people's hearts and am good at peeping into other people's hearts, so I am especially afraid that other people will deal with me in the same way."

When Liu Qin thought about it, he also understood this kind of thinking, "so the more good a person is at, the more he cares about what he is prepared for."

"It can be understood that, for example, what lawyers fear most is being refuted by the other party, rather than being beaten by the other party; Martial arts teachers are most afraid of being knocked down by their opponents, rather than being scolded. "

"I see. It's interesting." It was as if a new continent had been discovered.

Zhang Ximing quietly looked out of the window, then came to the table, "began to answer."

"Good."

They came to the table, sat face to face and began to answer.

Liu Qin first approved Zhang Ximing's Chinese paper, while Zhang Ximing approved Liu Qin's English paper.

Ten minutes later.

"The score is out. Do you want to check it?" Asked Liu Qin.

"Of course," Zhang Ximing took his book back without saying a word, "I can proofread it well. Who knows if you're going to give me less marks."

Liu Qin gasped, "Hey, you don't trust me? Do you think I'm like that? "

"Hard to say."

Liu Qin glared at each other hard, also took back his book, "I'm afraid you'll give me less points."

Later, they began to proofread their scores. They proofread them very carefully and spent more time than marking each other's paper.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when it was confirmed that the dust had landed.

"... I lost." Although unwilling to admit, but the score in front of him, Liu Qin had to admit defeat.

In fact, before Zhang Ximing could speak, Liu Qin could guess what he would ask - the bottom line.

Although Liu Qin explained that the "bottom line" is to hide for a lifetime, it is obvious that the other party does not believe it.

If he did, would she answer.

Liu Qin raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Ximing.

Zhang Ximing is reading her wrong question, and he looks serious.

I have to admit that this guy is very good-looking. He has white cheeks, sharp chin, high nose, narrow and dark eyes, small but thin lips. In addition, he is thin in clothes and has a fleshy figure. His appearance alone has become a full mark.

wait!

What is thin in clothes and meat in clothes? As if she had seen him undress.

When he thought of this, Liu Qin's face turned red shamelessly.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no?

Suddenly, Liu Qin noticed Zhang Ximing's hairstyle.

Indeed, as Zhang Ximing said, he always covers his eyes with long bangs. But when he is with her, he often lifts the bangs away. Does that mean that he is willing to treat her with his true face?

wait! Wait!

What did she just get ashamed of? She did watch him take off his clothes, that swimming competition! At that time, everyone was wearing swimsuits, men were wearing swimsuits, just such a big piece of cloth, which was no different from being naked.

All... Naked

Nest! She's thinking about something.

Liu Qin only felt that his whole face was burning, thinking whether to take an ice cube from the refrigerator or go to the bathroom to wash his face.

Finally, Liu Qin decided to wash his face.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

"Good."

When Liu Qin left, Zhang Ximing, who was "serious about the topic", raised his eyes full of thieves.

……

The final result.

Liu Qin lost.

Three sets, three losses.

Zhang Ximing began to give a lecture to Liu Qin.

"So you're wrong here. The formula is wrong."

"... I see."

"This multiple-choice question is very similar to an example in the textbook. You should not be wrong."

"... oh."

"In classical Chinese, recitation is good, but the usage of some fixed sentences is not good. Like English, classical Chinese needs a sense of language, not only reciting, but also reading more."

"Ah?" Liu Qin doesn't understand.

Zhang Ximing continued, "in fact, punctuation is a product of modern times. There is no punctuation in Chinese literature for thousands of years. At most, there are only punctuation sentences. When literati read books, they rely on grammar and language sense. When you have time, you can read archaeological documents on the Internet. There are no punctuation marks when documents are unearthed from ancient tombs, carved on bamboo slips or written on silk."

Liu Qin suddenly realized, "listen to you, I remember that in many calligraphy and painting works, there was no punctuation in poems, songs and Fu. At that time, I just thought it was for the sake of beautiful writing. It turned out that there was no punctuation in these poems and articles!"

"Yes."

"The ancients are so powerful."

Zhang Ximing chuckles, "modern Chinese majors are also powerful. There is a kind of question type for Chinese learners in exams. When they give a passage of the original text of unearthed bamboo slips, they need candidates to first translate the font into simplified Chinese, then add some symbols, and finally translate it."

Liu Qin is dumb, "the people who study Chinese... Are really miserable."

"I think you are likely to learn Chinese in college."

"Why?"

"Because your life has always been miserable."

“……”

At this moment, how could they think of what Zhang Ximing said? But it's only half right. Liu Qin's future major is indeed the College of Arts and Chinese Department, but not the major of Chinese language and literature.

It's already two points to finish with all the mistakes.

Liu Qin said, "it's late. You can go."

"What?" Zhang Ximing was angry and laughed, "at two o'clock in the morning, do you want me to leave?"

Why does Zhang Ximing agree to the two win system? Why do you have to proofread the paper carefully after answering the questions? Why give Liu Qin a lecture after proofreading?

It's not about procrastination.

But I didn't expect that Liu Qin, a cold-blooded guy, would drive people away in the middle of the night.