Early the next morning, Shen Zhan was washing up in the bathroom. The alarm clock outside rang seven or eight times, which gave people a headache. Shen Zhan spat out the toothpaste foam and went out.
Lin Jiayin just got up from the quilt, and just when Shen Zhan thought she was going to find her mobile phone to turn off the alarm clock, she stopped, with the quilt on her head, and sat cross-legged motionless.
"..." Shen Zhan walked over and lifted the quilt, "Get up quickly, it's seven forty."
Lin Jiayin fell back on the bed in a daze, her eyes never opened.
She still didn't forget to snatch the quilt from Shen Zhan's hand, hugged it in her arms, and rubbed her face against the pillow.
"Get up." Shen Zhan bent down and grabbed her wrist and dragged her up.
Lin Jiayin muttered a few words, her eyes still closed.
The two began to pull the quilt. Lin Jiayin's strength was far outmatched by Shen Zhan, but she grabbed the corner of the quilt resolutely, and she was dragged from the middle of the bed to the edge of the bed.
Shen Zhan loosened his hand, "Get up."
The eyes didn't respond at all, should they be closed or closed.
Shen Zhan pulled forward ruthlessly, then let go.
Lin Jiayin fell to the bed with her head drooping. The moment she lost weight, she woke up, and then she lay down on the bottom of the bed inexplicably.
Fortunately, the bed was low and covered with a quilt. Lin Jiayin lifted her hair covering her eyes.
Shen Zhan had already walked away and entered the bathroom again.
Lin Jiayin dragged the quilt to the bed and stood there in a daze for a while, but she was not in a daze. It is more appropriate to use the computer to turn on the analogy.
Lin Jiayin, who had just woken up, had a blank mind. She walked to the bathroom, and Shen Zhan just came out. There were still a few drops of water on her face, and a few strands of her broken hair were wet and stuck to her forehead. There was a faint scent of pine on her body. The rising sun shone through the bathroom window even more clearly.
The sun just hit Lin Jiayin's eyes, she blinked evasively, and opened them hard because she wanted to see Shen Zhan.
"I'll give you five minutes."
"What?" Shen Zhan passed by, she turned her head belatedly.
This time the sun cast a warm orange light on his back.
Shen Zhan didn't look back, and said concisely: "Let's go to class."
class!
Lin Jiayin's brain finally turned.
He ran into the bathroom and closed the door, washed his face and brushed his teeth.
The face of the person in the mirror has fair skin, and the cheeks are still pink when he wakes up, and his lips are rosy even without applying anything.
Someone once came to ask Lin Jiayin what brand and color of lipstick she used.
Lin Jiayin shook her head and said, "I didn't wear lipstick."
After the girl said oh, she turned around and immediately complained to someone: "How could it be possible that she didn't wear lipstick, and my eyes are not blind, so let it be if I don't want to say it, and say I didn't put on it, it's funny!"
She complained in a loud voice, heard by Lin Jiayin, and wanted to explain to the girl, but Tao Mo stopped her, "She won't believe you if you tell me, she will know it in a day, don't worry about her."
After Lin Jiayin finished washing, she smiled at the mirror. An impatient voice came from outside, "There are still 2 minutes." Her raised eyebrows drooped immediately, and she rushed out of the bathroom in a hurry.
"I'm done!" As soon as Lin Jiayin went out, she saw Shen Zhan standing at the entrance, holding the bottle of medicinal wine from last night in his hand, which smelled strong and pungent.
"Come and sit." Shen Zhan walked to the bed.
Lin Jiayin followed behind him, not knowing what he was going to do.
"Roll up your trouser legs."
Lin Jiayin was pressed down by him and sat down, looking up at him blankly. Shen Zhan was twisting the bottle cap with his head down. Halfway through, no one responded from his peripheral vision. He raised his eyelids and said, "Roll up your trouser legs."
Lin Jiayin nodded in understanding, bent down and rolled up both trouser legs, looked up again, and Shen Zhan squatted in front of her, dipping a cotton swab in medicinal wine and rubbing it on his knees.
"What time is it?" Lin Jiayin looked at the top of his head and suddenly became worried about the time.
Shen Zhan applied the medicine to her seriously and did not reply to her words.
The small balls of cotton spread around the knees wet and cool, and his knuckles touched the skin below the knees from time to time. Lin Jiayin's heart was pounding, and she pursed her lips and looked at his hands pretending to be calm.
In addition to the knee, the swab also touched the calf.
"Where else is there?" Shen Zhan put medicine on the place where Wu Qing could be seen, and asked her looking up.
Lin Jiayin's lips opened and bumped a few times, hesitating whether to speak or not.
"No more?" Shen Zhan closed the lid.
Lin Jiayin: "Ass."
"..." Shen Zhan stood up, tightened the lid, took the small biscuit schoolbag on the bedside table, and threw the medicinal wine bottle into it.
"Don't you give it back to someone else?" Lin Jiayin wondered.
"I bought it." Shen Zhan threw the schoolbag into her arms, raised his hand to look at his watch: "Thanks to you, there are still twenty minutes."
After speaking, he stepped forward.
"Wait for me!" Lin Jiayin bent down to look for shoes to wear, only found one, and the other was gone.
Shen Zhan had already reached the door, and Lin Jiayin was so anxious that she only put on one shoe and stood up with the other bare, "Shen Zhan, don't hurry!"
Shen Zhan sighed slightly, his whole body had been tempered by her, he took his hands out of his pockets, and walked to her in two steps.
Lin Jiayin cried and said, "I can't find the shoes."
Shen Zhan squatted down and took out a white sneaker from under the bed.
"Feet." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin froze for a moment, then stretched out her foot.
He had been tying it for a while without tying the kind of bow he often saw on her feet.
"How about... I do it myself?" Lin Jiayin watched him tie and untie, and then tie and untie.
Shen Zhan didn't seem to hear it.
Lin Jiayin was rational for a rare time, and worried: "I'm going to be late."
"That's it." Shen Zhan stood up.
A bow that is too casual to look like a bow.
It's a bow though.
"Wait." Lin Jiayin jumped up.
Shen Zhan didn't look back this time.
No matter how close the hotel is to the school, there is a distance of three kilometers. Now there are less than 20 minutes left. Once Shen Zhan decides to go to class, he will not be late.
Lin Jiayin grabbed her schoolbag and ran to him, pointing to his chest, "Button it."
The second button was gone, and even if the first and third were buttoned, too much movement would leave the placket open a little.
Just now when Shen Zhan squatted down to apply medicine to her, Lin Jiayin took a peek at her clearly.
"Don't care about it." Shen Zhan looked up.
Lin Jiayin took out a brooch from the outer layer of the schoolbag, a golden sunflower, and bought it while visiting a jewelry store with Tao Mo.
"Look! This can be used as a button." Lin Jiayin approached him, and without waiting for his opinion, stood on tiptoe and carefully inserted the steel needle through the buttonhole.
The heavy schoolbag fell on her left elbow, and the hand holding the skirt was shaking uncontrollably.
Shen Zhan took her schoolbag and put it over his shoulder, put one hand in the pocket, looked down at her buttoning his eyebrows.
Her movements were as clumsy as hers, because she was afraid of poking him, she couldn't be more careful. When she closed the steel needle, her long eyelashes trembled, and the light and shadow flashed. She breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her head and smiled at him :"All right."
Shen Zhan looked down.
The small flower is pinned on the second button, the color is piercing, and it is incompatible with the pure white of the shirt.
"So cute." Lin Jiayin said.
"..." Shen Zhan twitched the corner of his mouth, not wanting to comment on this sun flower brooch that didn't suit him.
Walking out of the hotel, Shen Zhan had a schoolbag on his right shoulder and was hailing a taxi on the side of the road. Lin Jiayin saw a convenience store behind him, thinking that Shen Zhan hadn't eaten breakfast, and when he turned around, someone grabbed his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" Shen Zhan asked.
Lin Jiayin pointed to the convenience store, "Buy breakfast."
He said lazily, "I won't eat today."
"I'm afraid you're hungry." She added.
Shen Zhan paused: "I'm not hungry."
"Skipping breakfast is bad for your stomach." Lin Jiayin said, "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you, and I will run very fast."
As soon as the words were finished, the taxi stopped in front of him, Shen Zhan opened the door, Lin Jiayin had no choice but to give up, and sat in obediently.
The car drove all the way to the main entrance of Huaqing University, and there were still eight minutes left. Fortunately, the fifth teaching of the laboratory building was close to the main entrance.
Before stepping into the school gate, Lin Jiayin tugged the schoolbag strap hanging from his waist: "You carry it for me."
Shen Zhan lowered his hand and threw the schoolbag to her.
While throwing it to her, he glanced at the schoolbag again and frowned.
So ugly that I don't know how I got it on my shoulder.
Lin Jiayin walked behind him with her schoolbag in her arms, keeping a distance that would not be suspected. He walked slowly and slowly, with slender, straight legs.
He stared at his legs the whole time.
The laboratory is in 506 of the Fifth Teaching. This point happened to be when the elevator was the most crowded. Lin Jiayin didn't squeeze into the elevator and had to climb the stairs. She stepped up two flights of stairs, and she was exhausted.
Climbing to the fifth floor, when turning the corner, I saw Shen Zhan who hadn't caught up.
His back is slender and straight, walking along the corridor, the classroom is at the end.
The bell rang at this moment, and Shen Zhan just walked to the door, but he didn't intend to rush in before the end of the bell.
He stopped.
Thinking of the phrase "Can I go into the classroom with you tomorrow?"
Shen Zhan turned his head away.
Across the long corridor, Lin Jiayin was stunned for a while, but Shen Zhan seemed to be waiting for her deliberately.
Holding the schoolbag, he ran over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
After the bell rang, the noisy classroom was instantly quiet.
The art students feel uncomfortable when they take this class, and they don't understand why they have to come to this classroom with a bunch of instruments that they can't understand or learn.
The professor is also very strict. He must personally look at the faces of the roll call in every class. His hair is half gray, but his memory is still so good. The substitute teacher has been pulled out several times.
In class, even the gods are not allowed to post a word, the brain must keep up, and if there is a disagreement, people will be picked up to answer questions.
Yang Bo took the roster and rolled the names as usual, but when Lin Jiayin was called, no one answered, so he called again.
"Here!" Lin Jiayin didn't stop the car and hit Shen Zhan's back. Fortunately, he stood still and didn't move.
Yang Bo frowned deeply, he was late, and looked up from the roster, wanting to meet this late classmate.
There was a tall boy standing at the door of the classroom, but the answer was obviously a female voice.
Yang Bo looked at it for a while, and after seeing his face clearly, he smiled slowly, "Shen Zhan?"
"Professor Yang." Shen Zhan nodded apologetically.
There is no teacher who doesn't like students like Shen Zhan. Yang Bo reached for his glasses, "Come in, don't be late next time."
This was Shen Zhan's first time attending his class. He was delayed by various competitions before, and there was no need to come. Yang Bo never called his name, so he didn't have to come by default.
At this moment, Lin Jiayin poked her head out from behind Shen Zhan, and whispered, "Teacher Yang."
She was small and was completely covered by Shen Zhan. As soon as she made a sound, everyone's eyes turned to her.
Yang Bo frowned. Both of them were late, but it was difficult for her to explain, so he coughed: "I'm not going to be an example."
"Thank you Teacher Yang!" Lin Jiayin grabbed her schoolbag and ran to the last row.
Everyone stared at her, looked at Shen Zhan after watching her, and returned after watching Shen Zhan, as if trying to find some connection between the two.
"Why are you late?" Tao Mo lowered her head and asked in a low voice, while she asked, she peeked at Yang Bo on the podium, "Fortunately, I didn't record my absence this time."
"over slept."
"Sleep well." Tao Mo gave a thumbs up, "Who has your luck."
Lin Jiayin was puzzled: "What luck?"
"You're lucky to be in the classroom with Shen Zhan."
Lin Jiayin didn't speak.
It's not luck, it's Shen Zhan who waited for her.
Shen Li still wanted to speak, but a deep voice came from the podium: "What are you talking about in the last row?"
Lin Jiayin and Tao Mo turned their heads at the same time.
"You still have the nerve to speak when you're late?" Yang Bo frowned.
Lin Jiayin was stunned.
"Stand up." He nodded her skillfully, "That girl is late."
Lin Jiayin stood up.
Yang Bo smiled, "What did I just say?"
Silent, and lowered his head while silent.
"The use of the wave detector." Yang Bo walked off the podium and said leisurely.
Lin Jiayin pursed her lips, her mind was always blank at such times.
When Yang Bo walked to the last row, all the students also turned their heads.
"You show me how to use the wave detector."
Lin Jiayin looked at the several instruments in front of her, but didn't know which one was a wave detector.
"The top one." Tao Mo reminded her softly beside her.
Yang Bo glanced at her, "Why don't you come if you're so helpful"
Tao Mo closed her mouth.
Lin Jiayin looked at the instrument on the top that was said to be a wave detector for a few seconds, and shook her head honestly.
"Turn on the power." Yang Bo instructed her.
Lin Jiayin was not found.
Yang Bo sighed: "The right side."
"Oh." Lin Jiayin found the switch.
"The two wires are inserted into the buckle respectively, blue to blue, red to red."
Lin Jiayin did as she did, pursed her lips and looked at Yang Bo: "Teacher, what's next?"
Yang Bo let out a long breath again, and shook his head helplessly: "Then connect."
Lin Jiayin was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised the thread, dazed and puzzled, and pointed the pen to her head.
After the whole classroom was quiet for two seconds, roaring laughter broke out.
The author has something to say: The connector stems this
In a state of panic, people can really do more zz things than this
Don't ask me why I know, I think I'm pretty smart...