After dinner, Lanshan inspected Qiao Feng's clothes before going out.
Today, Qiao Feng wears a short white T-shirt and a blue-gray casual suit as suggested by the blue shirt. The sleeves are rolled up to reveal a strong forearm; he wore dark blue slacks and stepped on a pair of brown low-cut leather shoes.
He thought it was really weird to wear it like this, as if it was sensationalizing.
On the contrary, Lanshan feels that this outfit is much better than his "selling insurance standard equipment". But she looked and looked, always a little worried, so she let him sit down.
Sure enough, she saw the green high-top socks hidden under his trousers... unable to complain.
She angrily said, "You will change me a pair of socks right now, just the one you gave me the last time you bought the shoes, which is very short."
"Oh." Qiao Feng reluctantly changed into socks that he thought should be included in the ranks of "high paraplegia". After the change, he stood in front of the blue shirt again.
Lan Xian rubbed his chin and looked at him carefully for a while, then suddenly said, "Why don't you try to pull up your trousers."
Qiao Feng was already a little bit indifferent now. It's weird enough anyway, it's weird if you don't care. He bends down, swish swish, three times and five divides two, pulling both of his trousers a few times.
Blue shirt with black thread, "Who asked you to do this? Are you going to plant seedlings?!"
He was taken aback, "I'm going to class."
The blue shirt waved his hand, "Put it down and pull it up again. You want the feeling of nine-quarter pants, don't you understand?"
"Understood." Of course, the nine-point trousers are the length of nine-points, what's wrong with this. Qiao Feng put the trouser legs down, swish, and re-wrapped up almost 10% of the length of the entire trousers.
The blue shirt was even more speechless, "You will be rejected even if you plant seedlings like this, okay!"
Qiao Feng felt that the blue shirt was too demanding, so he straightened up and turned around in front of the mirror twice.
At this moment, the handsome guy in the mirror has taken into account the temperament of the literary youth and the youth of the era at the same time, which is amazing. Of course, Qiao Feng himself did not perceive this. He has always been highly adaptable to clothes. As long as he is not streaking, he can basically tolerate it. He nodded, "I think it's okay, let's go."
do not want! Lan Shan waited to hold his thigh, "Please, let me help you hold it again!"
Qiao Feng was a little impatient, but the blue shirt begged him, so he had to reluctantly agree.
He was sitting on the sofa, the blue shirt squatting at his feet. When she lowered his trouser legs, she complained, "You are so stupid."
"Me? Stupid?" Qiao Feng felt unbelievable. A person who was so stupid that he needed to be squared said he was stupid
Hearing Qiao Feng's bad tone, Lanshan thought he was going to go on strike, so she quickly changed her words, "You are so smart, you will surely learn it soon. Now look carefully."
Squatting too tired, the blue shirt changed to half-kneeling on the ground. She flattened his trousers first, then folded and pulled up again.
At first, Qiao Feng watched the movements of her hands, but somehow, his eyes turned away and turned to look at her face. Because of the perspective, he can only look down at her, like a noble king looking down at his servant. She lowered her eyebrows and looked serious, and in his eyes, she showed such a hint of humility and obedience.
Suddenly, Qiao Feng felt blessed and understood why the blue shirt had to insist on helping him pull his trousers: Legend has it that it is very romantic for a man to help a woman wear shoes, so on the other hand, it should be the same for a woman to help a man pull his trousers, right
Sure enough, the drunkard's intention is not to drink, Qiao Feng thought, this woman really does everything in order to please him.
***
Although the two went out at the same time, they did not enter the classroom at the same time. Qiao Feng has a fixed time to enter the classroom, and Lanshan needs to go to the classroom earlier to occupy a seat, otherwise he can only stand and listen to the class...
The students of our school are very curious about Lanshan, and there is a lot of speculation about her. Some say she is Professor Qiao’s girlfriend, but some say she is Professor Qiao’s elder sister and niece’s little aunt, and some people think that she is actually a student who is obsessed with Professor Qiao... As for which school and major she is in, then I don't know it. However, there is a wretched boy who will reply hoarsely in every post that appears in the blue shirt: This girl learns to repair imported excavators! That's true! She said it herself!
… It’s a snake disease.
Today's Professor Qiao is dressed handsome and trendy. As usual, the girls will cheer excitedly and greet him to the podium with a passion for visiting the award ceremony.
Some more sober girls began to think that Professor Qiao's clothes in class were very good these few times. If he hadn't suddenly regained consciousness, there must be a woman behind him silently... Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling sad.
In Lanshan's view, these cheers were given to her, so she was extremely happy. However, no matter how happy he was, he couldn't stop Professor Qiao from the negative buff that Professor Qiao added to her after speaking—drowsy.
So after a while, she fell asleep on the table.
Qiao Feng was a little helpless, he had already spoken in a simple way, but she still fell asleep as soon as she listened to the class, she was too reluctant to make progress. Dead wood can't be carved!
Sitting on both sides of the blue shirt are boys. In fact, this is easy to understand. If it weren't for a pretty confident girl, who would want to sit next to such a beautiful woman would be compared to a chaihuo girl.
The boy on her left is taking notes with no distraction, and the boy on her right is looking down and playing with his mobile phone. After playing with the mobile phone for a while, the boy felt bored. He looked up and saw the sleeping blue shirt and suddenly had an idea. With his back facing the blue shirt, he raised his phone and took a selfie with her in the background. After the shot, he looked at it and found it very good. A beauty is a beauty, so hot after falling asleep.
After watching for a while, the boy felt that it was no longer enough to use beautiful women as the background. He wanted to be more intimate. So he got closer, and then a little closer, his arms wrapped around the tabletop behind the blue shirt's head, the whole arm formed an arch, surrounding the blue shirt's body, but he didn't dare to touch it. He lowered his body, his face was close to hers, and he posed a good posture and raised the phone in his right hand—
Qiao Feng had just finished writing on the blackboard, and he happened to see this scene when he turned around. He didn't know where the evil fire was coming from, and suddenly slapped the table hard.
boom! ! !
The sound was greatly amplified by the loudspeaker on the podium, like a muffled thunder that suddenly exploded in the huge classroom. Many people were startled and shocked the ground looking at each other. Finally, everyone's eyes converged on Professor Qiao on the podium. , Looked at him suspiciously.
The boy who was taking selfies was startled, the phone fell off his hand and he had to bend down and crawl under the table to pick up the phone.
Lanshan was suddenly awakened by the loud noise. She rubbed her eyes and raised her head. Both arms were still on the table, keeping the shape of falling asleep at any time.
She looked at the podium in confusion.
On the podium, Qiao Feng's face was as calm as water. Qiao Feng's facial expressions are not rich at all, he may not smile when he is happy, and he may not have a black face when he is angry. If you want to observe his mood, you have to look at his facial expressions. For example, if the corners of his mouth are pressed down slightly, it means that he is not happy. Now Lan Shan is sitting in the back row, far away, it is hard to tell whether he is happy or angry.
But it is certain that he has been looking at her... Blue shirt touched his nose, I don't know why there is something wrong, she didn't do anything, right
Qiao Feng cleared his throat and said, "The student behind with a staring and drooling look, please answer, where did I just talk about it?"
Blue shirt touched her mouth... Where is she drooling!
"Don't touch it, it's you."
Because of the slap just now, Qiao Feng aroused the attention of all his classmates, and now he saw him call questions by name. Everyone followed Professor Qiao’s gaze and began to look for the target behind the classroom, and they were discussing curiously, indoors. Whispers echoed for a while.
In a daze, Lanshan felt that everyone was watching her and everyone was talking about her. It's like when the teacher criticized a certain poor student by name when I was young, the whole class would watch and laugh.
She was very uncomfortable and felt that Qiao Feng didn't give her face at all. She glanced at him angrily, but found that he had been staring at her, waiting for her answer.
What is this man crazy! The blue shirt had to stand up, scratching his neck, and replied, "I don't know."
"Please sit down. I hope you won't sleep anymore. If you can't do it, I suggest you stand up and listen to the class."
Someone laughed. The laughter was totally intentional and unkind. Lanshan didn't know that the other party felt relieved because he recognized her and saw her deflated.
All she knows is that Qiao Feng's face in public made her laughed at.
What kind of hysteria this person, obviously she is not the only one sleeping in class! Lanshan was also a little angry, and replied, "If I want to sleep but don't want to stand, can I choose not to listen to your class, Professor Joe?"
"No, otherwise I will punish you."
Some people are not calm: Why is it just an ordinary sentence that makes people listen to it? How will it be punished? Isn't it this way? Ask for details 8 Ask for enlightenment...
Of course, Lanshan knew how to "punish" him-not cooking her. Cheng Yaojin still has three axes, this perversion is just as threatening all the time, and he is so annoying!
She sat down, concentrated all her mental energy, stared at him, stared at him fiercely.
In this way, she didn't feel sleepy anymore, but she couldn't wedge a hole in him with her eyes, which she deeply regretted.
Until the end of get out of class, Qiao Feng didn't look at her again.
When the bell rang after class, Lanshan packed up her things and rushed out of the classroom. She didn't want to wait for him or see him now.
But Qiao Feng found her soon. No matter how fast she walks, her legs are not as long as his, and he can chase without difficulty.
Neither of them was in a good mood, so no one spoke, but Qiao Feng had been closely following her.
He lowered his head and saw his ugly trousers. He had nothing to say, "Would you like a supper?"
"do not want!"
"Are you angry?"
"No!"
"Ah, great, I thought you were angry."
"..."