I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 23
Zhao Yunsang didn’t expect Shen Tong to come to SiXiu as well.
A week before the midterm exam, the old professor apparently also does not intend to lecture again, projecting the topic and format of the midterm paper on the whiteboard, two classes to hand in.
Zhao Yunsang last night to review the introduction to literature to two in the morning, this morning up brain drowsy, sleepy-eyed by Chu Meng carried all the way to the classroom.
The old professor on the requirements of the final paper loose, 4000 words do not have to 100% original, can be appropriate borrowing.
ZhaoYunSang is on the dounian reference, was ChuMeng poke the back of the hand with a pen: “What?”
“I saw Shen school girl.”
Chu Meng gestured her to look somewhere behind her, lowering her voice, “Just sitting next to Fusheng.”
“……”
Zhao Yunsang penciled a beat and turned back.
She and Chu Meng came early, the classroom has many empty seats, randomly selected the fourth row in the middle.
Shen Tong sat in the penultimate row.
Zhao Yunsang actually noticed Shen Tong when she first entered the class, and not because of other, is Shen school girl caused enough sensation.
The same as the West Campus Vu Department grass only heard of its name but not its person, there is Shen Tong, the electronic school girl.
The CP is not the only thing that the student body is rumored to be doing, but there is also a special building covered by the Wanda bar.
There are many people who want to chase after Shen, but more people who know she likes Fusheng, are discouraged. After all, who has nothing to do to pry the gods corner – even if the gods do not seem to have much interest in schoolgirl Shen.
The two are in the same department and in the same class, so it’s only a matter of time before they get together.
So when they saw Shen Tong following behind Fusheng in their Civics class, the whole classroom was stunned.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. Shen Tong held the textbook in his arms and waited for a while to see him finish choosing his position and put the book on the desktop next to him.
There was a small commotion in the class again.
The sound of discussion buzzed.
Fusheng, who was about to flatten his chair, paused, looked up at her and straightened up.
Shen Tong froze slightly: “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Fu Sheng picked up the pile of manuscript paper, divided it into two halves along the red line, and said in a faint voice, “Zhou Jingxiao asked me to take up a seat for him, and forgot.”
The other half of the manuscript paper was thrown to the next table.
Fu Sheng naturally put down that chair and sat down with Shen Tong across the empty seat.
The sound of discussion suddenly died down.
The operation of confusion, all faces look at each other – the god is …… rejected?
Shen Tong inwardly embarrassed, but the face did not show the slightest, calmly sitting in the original position, sideways face as if nothing to smile, eyebrows Yan Li, gentle and quiet.
“Thought he wasn’t coming today.”
“……”
Fusheng did not answer.
–Did not come.
Zhou Jingxiao stayed up late last night writing his lab report, and he was still sleeping under the covers when Fusheng left.
The plan A that I wanted to answer for him on the road was temporarily cancelled, and Fusheng clicked on the WeChat dormitory group.
There is still plan B.
[Vosun: Where is Jing Xiao San?
After a while, the first class is not studying in the dormitory Tan He back: [dreaming in bed.
[Kick him awake.] The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing.
So the week? The poor little? The cannon fodder? Comrade Jing leisure learned such bad news, rolling into the bathroom to wash up, with the top of the messy hair around the stubble, like cast feet to learn to know the building rushed.
Finally rushed a lonely.
He was sitting in the middle of the school girl and the grass, black question mark face, as if 250 watts of retarded light bulb.
Until the professor sat down unhurriedly to drink tea, the light bulb only reacted that he was snubbed.
“So let me come over to block peach blossoms for you?”
Zhou Jingxiao bit open the pen cap sadly and complained in a voice that only two people could hear, “Laozi is really a tool person in your heart.”
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing.
“……”
Boing boing, scum!
The volcano scum is peacefully writing his paper, two lines of pen, the front row has a line of sight floating, he looked up.
To a pair of dark and round almond eyes.
Zhao Yunsang and he stared across the air for ten seconds, then did not resist a yawn, full of sleepy face.
Fu Sheng: “……”
This person last night is to steal chicken?
Chu Meng see Zhao Yunsang rubbed his eyes and turned his head, and then came closer to ask: “See?”
“Hmm.” Zhao Yunsang reopened Dounian.
Chu Meng some look good meaning: “you say Shen school flower in writing the end of the course paper point in time to rub class, this is not obviously drunkenness is not wine.”
“……”
Zhao Yunsang did not speak, turn two turns of the pen.
Shen Tong walked into the class when looking at her eyes, she now remember clearly, vaguely as if scouting the enemy.
Zhao Yunsang was amused by his own thoughts, had a hunch: drunkenness may not be in Fusheng either.
In her.
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Two classes passed quickly.
Zhao Yunsang was the first to give his paper to the professor, packed up his things and stood outside the door waiting for Chu Meng.
A few minutes short of the class bell.
The corridor is empty and quiet.
Zhao Yunsang lying on the railing playing with his phone, someone came out of the classroom and stopped behind her.
Jump a jump playing biubiu game music, Zhao Yunsang focus on point screen, did not turn around.
She knew who it was.
Shen Tong walked to the railing, long black hair tied into a ponytail, as in the KTV encounter that time, the corners of his lips are polite and gentle arc: “Where are you going after class?”
The game was forced to end, Zhao Yunsang looked up and looked into Shen Tong’s beautiful autumn amber eyes.
The two of them looked at each other.
Like they were peeking into each other’s hearts.
Half a long time, Zhao Yunsang leaned on the railing to turn the phone, almond eyes curved into a crescent moon, heartless: “Eat breakfast. Shen students want to join?”
Playing the pig and eating the tiger?
Coincidentally, she has not been afraid of anyone.
—— off-topic — —
Zhou Jing Idle: So love will disappear, right?
