Chapter 128: Manifestation of the Spirit

Especially recently, all the negative comments about Min’er online had disappeared, and Starry Entertainment seemed determined to promote her strongly.

“What movie did Min’er act in?” Little Chubby leaned over.

Yao Panpan tilted her head and thought for a moment. “I think it was called… The Chronicles of Qi, a historical drama. She played the second female lead.”

Shen Qing looked up and glanced at her slowly, saying, “You remember that pretty clearly.”

Yao Panpan stiffened. Oh my god!

She turned her head and forced a smile at Shen Qing. “Qing, what exactly did I remember clearly?”

Chu Yu laughed as well. “The movie.”

“Huh? What movie? What movie? I only care about studying!”

“Class monitor, have you already become like a fish? Memory span of seven seconds.” Little Chubby teased, poking Yao Panpan’s temple.

“Chunky, what are you doing? Believe it or not, I’ll mark you late for a week!” Yao Panpan glared at him and punched his arm.

Little Chubby made an exaggerated face. “Ah! Chu Yu, Huan, Qing, save me! I’m about to be beaten up by this vicious woman!”

“Who’s vicious! Who’s a woman! I’m obviously a cute girl,” Yao Panpan retorted as she gave him two more punches. They were all bundled up in thick coats, so the punches didn’t really hurt.

Nie Huan watched the two lively classmates and couldn’t help but laugh.

Shen Qing glanced at Nie Huan, curled her lips slightly, then immediately laid her head on the desk and fell asleep.

**

After finishing extra lessons in the office at night, Gu Ting brewed a cup of milk tea for Shen Qing.

“Here, warm your hands. It’s cold outside.” Gu Ting tested the temperature and placed the milk tea on the desk.

“Thank you.” Shen Qing took a sip, noticing there were plenty of pearls inside.

“You’re welcome. Let’s go. I’ll walk you home today.”

“Mm.” Shen Qing held the milk tea and stepped out of the office first, standing in the corridor waiting for Gu Ting to close the door.

“Shen Qing.”

Hearing someone call her name, Gu Ting turned his head and saw a tall, slender, handsome young man standing around the corner by the stairs.

He squinted and sized up the youth, thinking he looked slightly less handsome than himself.

“What is it?” Shen Qing looked up; it was Lin Ruiyang.

Usually, when he came to see her, it was on Mrs. Lin’s orders.

Lin Ruiyang hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly approached.

“My mom knitted this.” Lin Ruiyang stopped about half a meter away from Shen Qing and lifted his hand, offering a red hand-knitted scarf.

Shen Qing glanced at him, took a step forward, and pinched the scarf with two fingers. “Thank you.”

Lin Ruiyang froze for a second, feeling that Shen Qing seemed a bit disdainful.

Gu Ting walked over to Shen Qing’s side, glanced down at the scarf in her hand, then looked at Lin Ruiyang with a smile. “Why didn’t you greet the teacher when you saw him?”

Lin Ruiyang gave him a cold glance, expressionless. “You’re not my teacher.”

After saying that, Lin Ruiyang turned and walked away with a stern face.

“Who is he?” Gu Ting stood still, waiting for Shen Qing’s reply.

“An aunt’s son.” Shen Qing looked down at the scarf in her hands. The stitching was quite messy, and the ends weren’t finished well.

**

“Oh.” Gu Ting responded softly. “Let’s head back.”

“Mm…” Shen Qing replied halfway, her hand feeling slightly warm. She glanced down and saw Gu Ting had already taken hold of four of her fingers.

“You…”

Gu Ting quickened his pace, walking while saying, “Come on, Shi’er must have been waiting a long time. He hasn’t been feeling well lately. If we get back earlier, he can rest sooner.”

“…”

**

Inside the black van, a young man dressed all in black was drinking a beverage and snacking. A phone was set up on the dashboard, playing the hottest youth idol drama of the moment, making it an incredibly enjoyable experience.

“Hey, why does the female lead always fall onto the male lead? With such a height difference, how can they even kiss?” Shi’er munched on chips, complaining nonstop.

Smack!

The car door was tapped. Shi’er saw who was outside and hurriedly hid the snacks and phone, quickly opening the door.

“Grandpa, Miss Shen.”

The interior light turned on. Shen Qing glanced at Shi’er, a bit of food crumb lingering at the corner of her mouth.

“Hm.” Shen Qing replied coldly, lifting her foot to get into the car.

Whether it was the idol drama playing a trick or not, after she put one foot in, she suddenly lost her balance and fell backward.

Shi’er’s eyes widened instantly. Grandpa finally has a chance this time!