The two men managed to escape a beating by running away before the chief instructor blew the whistle for a break.
"Let me take you around the campus. Is there anything in particular you want to see?" Jiang Xingzhou asked Song Ci who was following behind him while throwing away the garbage.
Song Ci looked at the lake across the road and pointed behind the lake: "Is that the teaching building over there?"
Jiang Xingzhou followed her gaze and nodded: "Yes."
He held Song Ci's arm and asked her to point a direction more clearly: "This is our college building. Professional course experiments will be held here."
"Classes like theory classes, advanced mathematics, and physics will be held in these two teaching buildings." He pointed to the side while holding Song Ci's arm.
Song Ci's arm felt a little sore, so she put it down and shook his hand: "Then can we go and take a look?"
"Ah? You want to go and see?" Jiang Xingzhou was a little uncertain.
Song Ci looked up and winked at him: "Yes, look at where you have classes."
"Okay, I'll take you to see it."
"Actually, there's nothing to see. It's just that kind of classroom. It shouldn't be too different from your school. And I think our school may be a little more shabby. There are one or two broken stools in every classroom." Jiang Xingzhou complained.
"Is that so?" Song Ci was curious, "Did you just happen to sit on it?"
She couldn't help laughing.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
"You are quite good at guessing, but I'm not that miserable. Most of the time, it's another person in our dormitory who sits there." Speaking of this, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but talk more and told Song Ci in detail.
"It would be better if the class was in a large classroom. At most, he would just have to change seats. But as you know, sometimes the classroom is small and there are fewer seats to choose from. The number of students in our major just happens to be limited by the number of seats in a small classroom, so he can't change seats. The whole class is like doing horse stance."
"How pitiful." Song Ci commented sincerely.
"Hahaha, right? He's so miserable. Mainly because he doesn't learn his lesson. Uh..." Jiang Xingzhou changed the subject guiltily, "We're the only ones in the same dormitory. We often go out late and have no place to sit. He can't grab it from us, so he sits in that seat several times."
…
Jiang Xingzhou talked as they walked. Before they knew it, they had circled the lake. Jiang Xingzhou said, "Let me take you over there. There's nothing interesting to see over here in the college building. It's all computer rooms."
"Yes, sure."
"It's the second class now, so I don't have to squeeze with others." Jiang Xingzhou suddenly thought of it and was thankful for the time.
"Then do we have to find an empty classroom to watch it?" Song Ci suddenly asked.
Jiang Xingzhou: "? Do you want to go to a classroom with people in it?"
I tried Song Dynasty porcelain, but it didn't work.
"Then let's find a classroom to take the class?" Jiang Xingzhou suggested.
Song Ci: “?!”
She shook her head!
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly became excited. He had never been in the same class with Song Ci.
"To make up for the regret of not having been in the same class."
As soon as he said this, Song Ci had no way of refusing.
Jiang Xingzhou quickened his pace, and he led Song Ci to a teaching building at the back: "We'd better go to this teaching building at the back to take classes. We won't encounter advanced mathematics classes, and at most we'll encounter English classes, which we can still answer a few questions."
When Song Ci heard this, she also quickened her pace. She really couldn't remember those advanced math formulas, but she still remembered the English words.
"good."
The two of them chose the second floor, found a classroom with an open door, and quietly slipped in through the back door.
There didn't seem to be a small number of people in this classroom, probably about a hundred or so, so the two of them wouldn't be noticeable at all.
Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little excited when she thought about their behavior.
It's an experience I've never had before, very novel.
This made her a little excited.
At the same time, looking at the teacher who was giving a lecture in front of him and Jiang Xingzhou who was looking at him beside him, Song Ci suddenly felt complete.
This can be considered as being in the same class and sitting at the same table.
She lowered her head shyly, rubbed towards Jiang Xingzhou, and then called Jiang Xingzhou in a very low voice: "My deskmate."
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her in surprise, and in just two seconds, several emotions flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, he laughed.
Then he replied, "My deskmate."
"Please give me more advice." He added.
Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at him quickly and then lowered her eyes embarrassedly, and replied: "Please give me more advice."
Jiang Xingzhou patted her head contentedly. If he hadn't been concerned that there was still a class in progress, he would have really wanted to hold Song Ci in his arms and give her a good squeeze, and bully her at the same time.
What a pity.
"What this example means... Well, it means that every place has its own purpose. For example, the classroom is for learning, not for romance, right? The boy in the last row of this column."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
"Hands, why don't you put them down?"
Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyelids and looked at his own posture. It really didn't look like he was here to study, but more like he was having a love affair.
He supported his head with his left hand and touched Song Ci's head with his right hand, patting it again and again.
He put his hands down, sat up straight, faced the hundreds of confused, shocked and envious eyes in front of him, and silently reminded Song Ci: "Don't look up yet."
Song Ci silently lowered his head.
When the teacher saw that he put his hands down, sat up straight, and had a decent attitude, he didn't make things difficult for him.
Just say: "Then you answer this question."
"ah?"
Jiang Xingzhou looked at what was on the PPT. It seemed like very new knowledge that he had never learned before.
But he can fool people.
With his eloquent mouth and the occasional quote from the topic to add to his professionalism, he really managed to get through it.
"Okay, sit down. That's a good answer. Which class are you from? What's your number?"
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
Just sit down, why are there so many questions
Should we give him extra points
The next second, the teacher added: "You can do it, but don't be proud. Knowing it this time doesn't mean you will know it next time. Although you answered well this time, you didn't do it right before, so I won't give you extra points. I'll mark you first, and I'll ask you to answer next time in class. If you can still answer it, I'll give you extra points."
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
How to tell him that he doesn't need this extra point
The hundred or so people in front couldn't hold it back any longer, and their laughter turned into loud laughter.
Although this class is composed of three classes, after attending classes together for a long time, they have almost known each other, so many people can be sure that Jiang Xingzhou is not from their class.
What's more, this guy has a girlfriend with him.
"What are you laughing at?" The teacher didn't quite understand the students' sense of humor, but he was more concerned about Jiang Xingzhou. "Which class are you in?"
"Ah, teacher..." Jiang Xingzhou felt a little stomachache. What was going on? "I'm not in our class. I just came here to take a class."
teacher:"?"
"Oh, it's okay for you to come and take the class, but you..."
Seeing that the teacher was about to start a long speech, Jiang Xingzhou said, "Teacher, I won't disturb you in class. Goodbye."
He pulled Song Ci, who was curled up like an ostrich, and ran away, and even helped to close the back door.
He took Song Ci and ran down the stairs to the third floor before stopping. Seeing Song Ci's flushed face, he immediately laughed.
"Is it so shameful?"
"Yes!" Song Ci nodded without hesitation.
Jiang Xingzhou was silent for a moment, which was considered as accepting the answer.
It was really embarrassing and shameful, and I wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
You can bring your cell phone to university.
During the military training just now, at least the cell phones were put away, so he could hope that no one would take pictures. But in a classroom with more than a hundred people, if the cell phones were confiscated, the result can be imagined.
He, Jiang Xingzhou, will be able to proudly stand on the school's confession wall again after graduation.
By tonight, his deeds will be all over the confession wall.
"I didn't expect that this teacher would actually manage discipline. After all, it's really rare." He explained, and guiltily hooked the hair that Song Ci had eaten into her mouth and hung it behind her ear for her.
Song Ci shook her head: "It's okay, but we just left so directly, is it really okay?"
"You can't just sit there and listen to his long speech, can you?"
"Too."
The teacher looked like he was going to talk for a long time.
"Song Song, have you ever been to the school confession wall?"
Song Ci's expression suddenly became unnatural. She turned her face away and whispered, "Yes."
"My Song Song is so adorable, it would be unfair not to go to the school. She must have gone to the school many times, and each time she was confessed to." Jiang Xingzhou proudly turned Song Ci's face back and pecked her on the mouth as if stealing fragrance.
Song Ci widened her eyes slightly and asked uncertainly, "Aren't you jealous?"
"Jealous?" Jiang Xingzhou's expression changed. "Of course I'm jealous. I actually had to meet such a lovely girl like Cucu in our family after graduation. I'm really jealous. So, Song Song, how are you going to coax me?"
Song Ci: “.”
His mood changed too quickly. He clearly didn't have this attitude just a second ago.
It must be her jealousy that gave him a new idea.
Song Ci pouted, but still quickly kissed him on the mouth: "Like this."
"Not enough." Jiang Xingzhou pressed on.
Song Ci slapped his hand away and refused to cooperate: "No more."
"Okay, where are we going?"
"Let's find an empty classroom and rest for a while." Song Ci suggested.
"Can."
Anyway, I just did it on a spur of the moment today and didn't have any destination. I just wanted to stay wherever I wanted.
Jiang Xingzhou looked through the peephole on the door to see what was going on inside the room and finally found an empty classroom.
The two men went in and sat down casually against the wall in the second row, Song Ci on the inside and he on the outside.
"Take a break first, I'll take a look at the confession wall."
Song Ci nodded, and understood that it would be difficult for him not to go to the confession wall with his previous actions.
Jiang Xingzhou opened QQ and refreshed the confession wall he had added. So far, there was no record of his heroic deeds in the classroom, but the one on the playground had aroused indignation among the freshmen, while the seniors applauded and said they wanted to do the same.
Occasionally, there are a few comments praising his and Song Ci's looks.
Some people even recognized him as Jiang’s roommate in Cijiang’s account, which led to everyone speculating about his grade.
Jiang Xingzhou put down his phone and commented: "The internet speed of this class of students is not very good."
"It's only been a few minutes." Song Ci was helpless. She felt like he really wanted to go up to the confession wall.
Jiang Xingzhou pushed the phone in front of Song Ci: "But this picture is good."
Song Ci looked over and saw that it was a snapshot taken at the playground. The moment captured was exactly when she took the initiative to feed Jiang Xingzhou a watermelon.
Song Ci: “.”
“I saved it.”
Song Ci silently changed his focus: "Why is the image quality so good? Is there someone standing at attention and slacking off?"
"Really? That might be because the phone has good performance. Anyway, the photos are pretty good."
"Yes, very handsome."
"Me?"
"… Um."
“You have good vision.”
"… "
There was no one else in the classroom except the two of them. After the room became quiet, the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous.
"girlfriend."
Jiang Xingzhou shouted.
Song Ci blushed and didn't dare to look up at him. She swallowed nervously and didn't answer. She just moved towards him silently.
Jiang Xingzhou also sat closer. He looked down at the two legs that were tightly pressed together, and suddenly put his hand on Song Ci's leg.
Song Ci: "? Do... what?"
She froze all over. The teacher had just said that the classroom was for learning and it was not good for them to do this.
Jiang Xingzhou said "don't do anything" but he moved her legs with his hands and put her left leg on his right leg.
"Will this be comfortable?"
"ah?"
Song Ci looked at him in confusion, not quite understanding his behavior or his question.
"Are you comfortable?" Jiang Xingzhou asked again.
This time he explained it seriously: "I saw a video before and it seems that girls like to put their legs on their boyfriends' legs, like this. Sometimes they put both legs on, but I just watched it and it might be a little inconvenient to put both legs on, so I'll try one leg first."
Finally, he asked again: "So, is this really comfortable?"
Song Ci really didn't know how he watched so many videos every day and noticed such details.
This is put into practice.
But... this seems to be really comfortable.
Song Ci nodded guiltily: "A little bit."
She added: "But I think the right leg might be better."
"Then let's change positions. You sit outside and put your right leg on my left leg." Jiang Xingzhou immediately gave a solution.
Song Ci: "Ah..."
"Actually, what I mean is..."
She suddenly raised her hand and pressed Jiang Xingzhou's shoulder, then supported herself on the table and slid up to sit on Jiang Xingzhou's right leg.
“Try both sides and compare them.”
She finished the second half of her sentence.
Because she was shy, she hugged Jiang Xingzhou's neck tightly and asked him to lower his head so that she couldn't see her cheek.
Jiang Xingzhou's brain froze for a moment.
After a while, he swallowed and finally restarted successfully. He rubbed Song Ci's hot neck with his cheek and whispered, "In this case, there is no need to try again."
After he finished speaking, without giving Song Ci a chance to react, he gently pulled Song Ci's hair to make her look up, and then kissed those fleshy lips without hesitation.