Uncle Security led a mighty group of people to the Academic Affairs Office.
Along the way, I turned back from time to time to count the number of people, lest anyone escaped halfway.
The eyes of the students coming and going made Lin Jiayin feel that they were like animals being exhibited. The corners of her mouth were drooping and pursed into a straight line.
Fortunately, Shen Zhan has been holding her hand, no matter how many eyes she looks at, she is not afraid.
There is only one teacher on duty in the Academic Affairs Office.
About forty years old, slightly bald, but this does not prevent him from handling student disputes over the years to develop a pair of sharp eyes.
Under the bright incandescent light, it shone sharply.
"What's going on?" He tapped his knuckles on the table twice.
The security uncle stepped forward and answered: "Mr. Zhao, there is a fight."
He glanced over and landed on Lin Qingxuan: "You lied to me for nothing! Am I so easy to be fooled?" He laughed dryly, "I don't even think about how I became the captain of the security team!"
"..."
Lin Qingxuan curled the corner of his mouth speechlessly.
"Group fight?" Zhao Gang stood up, walked up to them with his hands behind his back, and glanced at them one by one.
No one answered him, and the office of the Academic Affairs Office was so quiet that the hands of the clock on the wall could be heard moving.
"Who beat who?" Zhao Gang asked again.
Lin Jiayin and Shen Zhan stood side by side, Qi Zheng and Lin Qingxuan stood next to each other, all four of them were on the same side.
And Lu Zhicheng stood alone opposite.
Zhao Gang glanced back and forth twice, his expression suddenly became serious: "One hit four?"
"No." Lin Qingxuan argued aloud.
Zhao Gang glared at him and walked up to Lu Zhicheng.
Originally, his cheeks were sunken, and his whole body was like a thin bamboo pole. Now the corner of his right eye is black, and the corner of his mouth is stained with dried blood.
The appearance is even scarier.
"Who hit you?" Zhao Gang asked.
Lu Zhicheng kept staring at the opposite wall, even when the teacher was asking questions, he still stared at the wall.
"Is it him?" Zhao Gang pointed.
Girls are unlikely. Among the three boys, only the one on the far right has a wound on his face.
Scratches less than 3cm leaked fine drops of blood.
With his right hand in his pocket, he was holding the girl beside him with his head hooked with his left hand, standing unevenly by his shoulder.
His expression was extremely calm.
This attitude of not taking the Academic Affairs Office or the teacher seriously made Zhao Gang very angry.
"Is it the person you beat?"
Shen Zhan raised his eyelids and lazily answered "Yes".
"You two, come here!" Zhao Gang walked back to his seat and sat down.
Lin Jiayin looked up at Shen Zhan, and Shen Zhan squeezed her soft hand lightly with five fingers, signaling not to worry.
Then let go and walk over.
"Who made the move first?" Zhao Gang asked.
Lu Zhicheng pursed his lips: "Me."
Zhao Gang looked at Shen Zhan.
Shen Zhan curled his lower lip expressionlessly.
Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment.
The injury on Lu Zhicheng's face made him preconceived that it was Shen Zhan's hand.
He turned his gaze back to Lu Zhicheng: "Why did you fight?"
"Because... because..." Lu Zhicheng stammered, unable to give a reason for a long while.
Zhao Gang knocked on the table violently.
"Because we are arguing about an academic issue." Shen Zhan interjected.
Zhao Gang was obviously taken aback.
The reason for this fight...
"Yes, he just doesn't believe me." Lu Zhicheng echoed.
Shen Zhan had a calm expression.
He had no other intentions, such as helping Lu Zhicheng, purely because he didn't want to cause more trouble and waste his time.
"He doesn't believe you, you want him?!" Zhao Gang raised his voice a bit.
"I—" Lu Zhicheng lowered his head.
If it was a teacher from the Academic Affairs Office of another school, he would definitely not believe this reason.
But in Huaqing University with a strong academic atmosphere.
This reason is quite possible.
"What's your name?" Zhao Gang opened the student's personal information inquiry system.
"Lu Zhicheng."
"Shen Zhan."
Zhao Gang was taken aback again, and raised his face.
"Shen Zhan?"
Shen Zhan nodded slightly.
Zhao Gang looked him up and down for a few seconds, then lowered his head and inquired about Lu Zhicheng's information.
The two majored in each other. Lu Zhicheng was one grade older than Shen Zhan, and he was also number one in the grade.
"What kind of fight do good and outstanding students fight?" Zhao Gang said: "Shouldn't you calmly say no to academic disputes? Do you have to use force to resolve them?"
"I'm sorry teacher, I won't do it next time." Lu Zhicheng bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Shen Zhan didn't speak.
Seeing his sloppy attitude, Zhao Gang wanted to teach him a lesson.
But it may be that the aura of genius is too bright, and his obvious "I don't care about my business as you like" look.
The words did not come out of my mouth.
Just said: "This is not an example!"
A group of people walked out of the office.
Lu Zhicheng came out last, Lin Qingxuan rolled his eyes and cursed: "What's wrong."
Lu Zhicheng ignored him and looked at Shen Zhan: "I won't end this matter easily."
"As you wish." Shen Zhan looked dull.
After Lu Zhicheng finished speaking, he staggered away.
When Lin Jiayin passed by, Lin Jiayin snorted fiercely at him.
"What are you humming?" Shen Zhan squeezed her face amusedly.
"He's too good." Lin Jiayin looked at the scars on his face distressedly.
Shen Zhan comforted her: "I'm fine."
"Stop flirting, the movie won't work, so let's go eat." Lin Qingxuan clicked his tongue.
Qi Zheng said: "There is a new daily food shop opposite the school." He raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's eight o'clock, and it's still open."
"It's over." Lin Jiayin was surprised.
Shen Zhan also thought of something: "...Mom."
The phone had just rang.
"Baby, where are you? Mom is already here."
The waiter handed over the menu, Tang Ye waved his hand, "I will order when my son and daughter-in-law come."
"..."
Shen Zhan called out: "Mom—"
"How about I order it first? You can ask Yinmei what she likes to eat and I will give her the menu." Tang Yexi smiled and said, "In this way, you can eat directly when you arrive."
"Mom, it's an emergency." Shen Zhan said.
Tang Ye frowned: "What?"
"Something happened, so I can't come." Shen Zhan said.
"What is important enough to put your mother's pigeons away!" Tang Ye asked.
It takes half an hour to drive there, if there is no traffic jam.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Shen Zhan said.
Tang Ye pouted: "I'm just sorry?"
"I'll take her home for dinner another day." Shen Zhan discussed the terms.
Tang Ye: "Really?"
Shen Zhan: "Really."
"That's fine." Tang Ye was a little frustrated, but still very happy.
The baby son is willing to go home and bring his girlfriend, indicating that he is willing to ease the relationship with the family.
Tang Ye thought, it's time to see what the girl who surrendered her precious son looks like.
"What did Auntie say?" Lin Jiayin asked nervously.
If you release pigeons when you meet your parents for the first time, can you not panic
"Very angry." Shen Zhan said seriously.
Lin Jiayin groaned, and said with a frowning face, "What should I do, Auntie definitely doesn't like me anymore."
"Is her liking important to you?" Shen Zhan asked.
Lin Jiayin nodded.
"More important than my liking?" Shen Zhan asked again.
"No." Lin Jiayin shook her head.
Shen Zhan raised his brows, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and his voice was lazy: "That's it."
"But..." Lin Jiayin hesitated.
"Stop it, my mother isn't angry." Shen Zhan covered her head with his big palm, and said in a tone of beating: "I'm lying to you, little fool."
"Hmph!" Lin Jiayin clenched her fist and punched him.
"Hiss—" Shen Zhan gritted his teeth, and squeezed her hand clenched into a fist: "Murder—"
His ending sound was deliberately drawn out, and his eyebrows and eyes were raised.
Is he tempting himself to say the next two words
Lin Jiayin's IQ suddenly increased.
She pursed her lips tightly and touched her ears in embarrassment.
"Huh?" Shen Zhan leaned over.
"Murder the villain!" Lin Jiayin opened her mouth.
Shen Zhan snorted lightly: "Yes, I'm a villain."
"Let's go." Lin Qingxuan stretched out his hand and tapped Qi Zheng's shoulder, "Our two big light bulbs are shining."
"It's not the two of us." Qi Zheng scratched his hand away, with a look of disgust: "You are you, and I am me."
Lin Qingxuan: "Oh."
Qi Zheng glanced at him sideways, turned and left.
"Didn't you say you want to eat Japanese food? Brother Xuan will take you to eat." Lin Qingxuan followed him.
Qi Zheng: "Get lost."
the other side.
"They're leaving." Lin Jiayin looked at the backs of the two of them.
Shen Zhan hummed: "Want to eat with them?"
"No." Lin Jiayin shook her head.
"Let's go," Shen Zhan asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I'll eat whatever you want." Lin Jiayue chuckled.
"Go home and eat." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin was stunned: "You know how to cook?"
"No." Shen Zhan looked at her: "You do it."
Lin Jiayin: "..."
After going to the supermarket to buy vegetables, Lin Jiayin thought about what she was going to do.
At most, I can cook fried rice with eggs, and the more advanced ones are scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
She frowned all the way, but as soon as she returned to Senhe, Shen Zhan walked into the kitchen with the vegetables and closed the door behind her.
Lin Jiayin pushed open the door and poked her head out.
"So you will." She said tentatively.
"I've never seen a pig run, but I've always eaten pork." Shen Zhan fired.
Lin Jiayin ran in, "I'll help you."
Shen Zhan glanced at her, "Go out and play."
"No." Lin Jiayin suddenly realized that she would talk back.
Shen Zhan reluctantly gave her the vegetable bowl: "Then you wash the vegetables."
"Okay!" Lin Jiayin took it, turned around and walked to the vegetable sink.
"and many more."
Lin Jiayin turned around: "What?"
"Put on the apron." Shen Zhan untied his apron, walked up to her, and leaned over to put it on. Pressing her shoulder again made her turn around and fasten the belt behind her waist.
Lin Jiayin washed very seriously.
She often goes to the barbecue restaurant to help Uncle Dahai wash and dress the vegetables, and she is very handy.
Shen Zhan on the other side is also very skilled in hot pot, pour oil, onion, ginger and garlic, add meat, and stir fry.
A series of movements, unhurried and unhurried, completely echoed his undisciplined temperament.
But he is very serious, with long and curled eyelashes, and the warm orange lamp above his head casts a black profile on his tall nose.
The great beauty of cooking, charming and homely.
Lin Jiayin looked at it for a long time before walking over with the basin in hand: "It's finished washing."
Shen Zhan took it, and pushed his chin out: "The smell of oily smoke is strong, you go out to play."
Lin Jiayin looked around, but she didn't seem to be able to help, so she went out obediently.
One meat, one vegetable and one soup.
Shen Zhan's cooking skills are not very good, but he is the best among college students, especially boys.
Boys who are college students generally only know how to make instant noodles, and they don’t even know how much water should be mixed with a bowl of rice when cooking a meal. The better ones can make fried rice with eggs.
No matter how powerful it is, most of that family owns a restaurant, so it's been heard and seen.
Holding the chopsticks, Lin Jiayin couldn't help being curious: "Who taught you?"
Shen Zhan served her a bowl of soup: "You can learn without a teacher."
In fact, I was forced to eat too much takeaway.
"..."
This made her speechless.
Shen Zhan is worthy of being Shen Zhan, there is nothing he can't do in the world.
"I don't know how to cook." Lin Jiayin said, "But I can grill."
"I'll bake it for you next time!" She bent her eyes and smiled, and the lying silkworm appeared, and her appearance was even more cute and cute.
Shen Zhan nodded: "OK."
"How about next week?" Lin Jiayin asked.
Next Saturday is her birthday, and Uncle Dahai asked her to bring her friends over for a barbecue.
"What day is it?" Shen Zhan asked.
"Saturday!" Lin Jiayin replied.
Shen Zhan paused, "Your birthday."
Never thought he would remember his birthday.
Lin Jiayin bit her lower lip and smiled shyly, "So you know."
"Lin Jiayin." Shen Zhan called her name.
"Um?"
"I'm not as good as you think—" Shen Zhan frowned slightly, and chose the appropriate word: "Scum."
Lin Jiayin: "..."
After eating, Lin Jiayin rushed to wash the dishes, and Shen Zhan pointed to the dishwasher.
She had to nest back on the sofa again.
Shen Zhan came out of the kitchen and wiped his hands with a paper towel.
"Come here quickly." Lin Jiayin raised the band-aid in Yang's hand.
Shen Zhan came over and sat down.
Lin Jiayin tore off the outer wrapping paper, put his left hand on his shoulder, and put his right hand on his wound.
Shen Zhan grabbed it and said, "No need."
Lin Jiayin bought the band-aid at the pharmacy just now, and the ugly cartoon pattern gave him a headache.
"No! OK!" Lin Jiayin shook her head.
She broke free from Shen Zhan's hand, and pressed against his face forcefully.
Because of the posture with the legs crossed, the movement range is large, and the hem of the skirt shrinks straight up.
Knee-length dresses have now become hip-wrapped skirts.
Shen Zhan glanced at it calmly.
To prevent her from revealing things she shouldn't have, he reached out and held her shoulders that were raised upwards.
Lin Jiayin is bound to put a Band-Aid on him.
The held hand waved upwards, and the other hand took over, rushing towards the target at an extremely fast speed.
However, Shen Zhan was faster than her, grabbed her wrist directly, and cut it on top of her head with his backhand.
Lin Jiayin was forced to raise her hands high, and she pouted dissatisfiedly.
"Is it still posted?" Shen Zhan asked her.
Lin Jiayin showed weakness: "I won't post it anymore."
Shen Zhan let go of his hand.
Lin Jiayin smiled slyly, and threw Shen Zhan down without thinking about it.
Shen Zhan propped his elbows on the back of the sofa, and his upper body fell slightly, supporting her weight.
Lin Jiayin groaned triumphantly.
Shen Zhan also smiled, and pointed.
Lin Jiayin looked in the direction he pointed.
She was kneeling on the sofa with one knee, her skirt had been flying up long ago, revealing her smooth and white thighs and leggings.
It's okay to only show the leggings, but the problem is that the leggings are rolled up and rolled up to the thighs.
Equivalent to not wearing.
Lin Jiayin's face turned red.
Shen Zhan's eyes fell on her rolled-up white underwear, and he seriously commented, "Change another pair next time, this one may be lost."
The author has something to say: The stinky and shameless Shen old dog must have done it on purpose!