Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds, and then realized that the very important thing Yu Xing said was to chat with herself.
He pursed his lips and looked at Yu Xing silently.
He has complicated feelings about Yu Xing. When he thinks Yu Xing is good, Yu Xing will turn bad again.
When I think Yu Xing is bad, Yu Xing treats me pretty well.
Wen Qing thought about it seriously, and suddenly figured it out a little bit.
Yu Xing him... It's just relatively cheap.
Seeing Wen Qing looking straight at him, not knowing what he was thinking, Yu Xing tilted his head and looked at Wen Qing quietly.
It wasn't until Wen Qing gradually recovered the focus that Yu Xing said slowly, "But what I just said is true."
The words just now... piece...
Wen Qing paused with her fingertips, her eyes inevitably glanced at the classmate next door who was watching porn in the classroom.
As if he had finished reading, he let out a breath and wanted to grab the water glass beside him, but accidentally pulled off the earphones.
In the next second, a clear and high-pitched cry echoed in the classroom: "Ah—"
"What the hell?"
"Fuck!"
"Qian Zhangfeng, what the hell are you looking at?"
The boy's expression remained unchanged, he turned off his phone calmly, and said to the students beside him, "In the recent popular drama, the hero slapped the heroine."
With a calm face, he even pretended to show everyone the video. The students didn't doubt it, and laughed and laughed at the sound that made people want to be crooked.
Wen Qing looked away.
Yu Xing suddenly came over and lowered his voice: "Gently, you should stay away from such pious human beings."
"The more serious it looks, the more perverted it is."
"It's not like me, it looks the same."
Wen Qing: "..."
Yu Xing continued to mutter: "If you dare to watch a movie in the classroom today, tomorrow—"
Before he finished speaking, another male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "What movie?"
Wen Qing turned her head and looked over, it was the squad leader.
The class monitor looked at them suspiciously, and pushed his glasses: "Are there any good new movies released recently?"
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then said to him: "No, they're all rotten pieces."
He emphasized the last word—piece.
Seeing that he was lying seriously, Yu Xing couldn't help but chuckled, and echoed, "Well, it sucks."
"Unsightly."
The squad leader noticed the man next to Wen Qing, and he didn't seem to be the one he saw in the morning.
He looked up and down for a while, and after confirming that he was not a student of this major, he asked Wen Qing, "Is this your friend too?"
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, then said to him: "Reluctantly."
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, leaned back lazily, and said, "As for me, it's inconvenient to disclose my relationship with Qingqing."
"So we can only say that we are barely friends."
Wen Qing: "..."
The squad leader looked confused: "What relationship is not easy to disclose?"
Wen Qing couldn't help but said to Yu Xing: "Don't talk nonsense."
Yu Xing nodded, and continued to say to the squad leader, "Did you see it?"
"Don't ask too many questions."
Wen Qing: "..."
Yu Xing: "Don't inquire about social affairs."
Wen Qing: "..."
The squad leader didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he really didn't ask any questions. He walked to the empty seat in the front seat and put down his schoolbag.
Soon, the class bell rang.
The few classes in the afternoon are advanced math classes, and what Wen Qing is not good at is math, and after staying in the other world for too long, he has forgotten all the content he learned before.
He wanted to listen to the class seriously, but Yu Xing's eyes were too hot.
It seemed that there were two searchlights placed on his left side, and the fiery light slowly slid down his face, as if he wanted to strip his clothes off.
Wen Qing reluctantly listened to the class for a while, and couldn't help but look at Yu Xing.
Yu Xing seemed to have expected that he would look at him, blinked, and said in a low voice: "I suddenly understand why that kid was obsessed with watching movies in the classroom just now."
He lowered his voice, his voice was hoarse: "Gently, the way you study hard makes me feel it."
Wen Qing: "..."
He said blankly: "Then you can go out."
Yu Xing blinked, and gently touched his sleeve with his fingertips, as if to seduce: "Together?"
Wen Qingsui pointed to the big yellow dog passing by outside the window: "You can be with it."
Yu Xing smiled more ambiguously: "Gentle, your taste is so strong."
"If you like this, I can turn into a dog next time."
Wen Qing: "..."
Yu Xing couldn't be more coquettish, he shut his mouth and listened carefully to the class.
I don't know why, this time Yu Xing calmed down a little, his gaze was no longer so hot, but Wen Qing could feel that his gaze was still on her.
He breathed a sigh of relief and listened carefully to the class.
At the end of a class, during the break, the high mathematics teacher clicked on one of the PPTs and said to everyone: "Copy down these formulas during the get out of class."
"If it's too late, take a picture first."
Wen Qing glanced at the densely packed formulas on the PPT, and knew that his hands were not fast enough, so he was ready to take a photo.
Touching his pocket, he belatedly remembered that the phone was still there with Yu Xing.
Wen Qing turned to look at Yu Xing, Yu Xing was playing with his phone, and lightly touched the table inadvertently.
He reached out to take it, but Yu Xing didn't hide at first, but moved away quickly the moment his fingertips touched the screen of the phone.
on purpose.
Wen Qing spread out his hands: "Give it to me."
Yu Xing put his hand in his palm: "Okay."
Wen Qing: "..."
His eyebrows jumped, and he patted Yu Xing's hand away: "Mobile phone."
Yu Xing shook his phone, thought for a moment, and said to him, "I'll give you a kiss."
Without thinking, Wen Qing quickly copied the PPT on the podium.
Seeing this, Yu Xing leaned over and said, "Okay, just touch me and I'll give it to you."
Wen Qing ignored him.
Yu Xing tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, making a crisp clicking sound.
After a while, he seemed to be merciful and said: "Then just give me a compliment, okay?"
Wen Qing: "...are you a primary school chick?"
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: "This is Nancheng University."
"Anyway, I'm just... a college chicken."
"..."
Wen Qing's pen paused, who is arguing with you about size? !
He raised his head and continued to copy the formula, only to see the squad leader in the front seat turned around like a thief, his eyes and glasses were a little probing.
Wen lightly pursed his lips, thinking about how to explain it, when he heard Yu Xing say lightly, "Chicken—don't lose it."
"It's your turn, lost."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then followed Yu Xing's words: "I lost my soul."
The squad leader pushed his glasses, his expression returned to normal, and suddenly said: "You are playing idiom Solitaire."
Wen nodded silently.
Squad leader: "Then you are quite boring."
Yu Xing: "..."
Wen Qing: "..."
The squad leader turned around and sat down, lowering his head to take notes.
Wen Qing also continued to copy the formula.
Yu Xing said softly: "Don't worry, he didn't hear anything."
Wen was slightly startled, and suddenly, Yu Xing put the phone in front of him.
Not to give it to him, but to turn on the front camera.
Before he could react, he clicked and took a group photo of them.
Yu Xing lowered his eyes, admired Wen Qing's dazed expression in the photo for a while, chuckled, turned on the camera again, turned the camera around, and took a picture of the PPT.
He put the phone away again, and said to Wen Qing: "In order to prevent you from deleting photos, I will hold the phone for you first."
The PPT was recorded, Wen Qing hesitated for a while, didn't waste time to get back the phone, and continued to listen to the class seriously.
The high math class in the afternoon was over in the blink of an eye.
When the get out of class bell rang, all the students quickly packed their schoolbags and rushed out of the classroom.
Wen Qing listened in a trance this afternoon, a pile of undigested knowledge stuffed into her brain, and she packed her schoolbag in a daze.
He picked up his schoolbag and was grabbed by someone.
Wen Qing paused, and saw Yu Xing lazily leaning on the table, hooking his fingertips around his schoolbag: "Wait a minute."
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"
Yu Xing raised his eyelids and glanced at the students running out: "Wait until they leave."
Wen Qing paused, looking at Yu Xing warily.
"What are you going to do after you leave?"
"Get ready..." Yu Xing trailed off, and the moment the last student walked out of the classroom, he wrapped his right hand around Wen Qing's waist and hugged him up.
Before Wen Qing could react, her body vacated and was carried onto the table.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Xing's breath was suppressed.
There was a coolness on the lips.
A kiss as fleeting as a feather.
"Farewell to you."
Ready to say goodbye to you.
"Gently, I have to go too."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and the figure in front of her suddenly disappeared.
He was left alone in the classroom.
With a "click", the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Wen Qing looked over suddenly, it was not someone else.
Is monitor.
The squad leader hurried in, saw Wen Qing was still in the classroom, and said with a smile, "I forgot my phone."
"Why are you still here?"
He glanced around, did not see Yu Xing, and asked, "Your friend is gone?"
Wen pursed his lips lightly, and responded vaguely.
The monitor walked to his seat, took out his mobile phone, swiped the screen, and said with emotion: "You were so serious when you were studying, you didn't even look at your mobile phone."
Wen hummed lightly.
The squad leader said: "You haven't seen the news of the squad, either."
Wen gently flexed his fingers and picked up the phone on the table.
He opened the class group and saw the group announcement.
[Tonight, from 5:00 to 8:00, make up economics, Room 402, Building A, Building 4.]
No wonder other people walked so fast, get out of class ends at four o'clock, and class starts again at five o'clock.
Wen Qing glanced at his watch, got up and walked out.
The squad leader walked beside him, and asked casually, "Wen Qing, you don't have our professional staff in your dormitory, right?"
Wen nodded slightly.
The monitor continued: "What about your former roommate?"
Wen Qing thought for a while: "I've changed my major."
At the end of the freshman year at Nancheng University, there is an opportunity to change majors, which will be evaluated comprehensively based on academic performance and ability.
A group of students with the best grades have transferred to other popular majors in the school.
Hearing Wen Qing's words, the squad leader was stunned.
In college, everyone generally has the best relationship with roommates, followed by classmates.
"No wonder you usually go to and from get out of class alone."
The squad leader continued: "If there are any events and competitions in the future, if there is no announcement, I will remind you individually. You should not pay much attention to other news from the class."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, then nodded, "Thank you."
The squad leader smiled: "I'm the squad leader, I should."
Wen Qing walked straight into Building 4, and paused when passing by the vending machine in the lobby.
He is not hungry, let alone desire to eat.
But after remembering Sikong's words, he stopped and bought rice balls and milk.
After paying the money, Wen Qing noticed that the monitor was still standing behind her.
He asked curiously: "Squad leader, aren't you going to eat?"
"No, no, no," the squad leader walked to the vending machine, bought a bag of bread, took the opportunity to take the bread from the exit, and glanced back.
He straightened his body, his face changed slightly, and he lowered his voice and said to Wen Qing: "Wen Qing, do you know that person? He seems to have followed us all the way."
"It doesn't look like a teacher either."
Wen gently looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes.
He was wearing a white suit and black shirt, with a gentle expression and a slight smile on his lips, looking refined and clean.
It's Ji Yu.
"Why do I feel that this person is weird." The monitor said in a low voice
Wen patted him on the shoulder: "Squad leader, your intuition is very accurate."
"Let's go to the classroom."
After speaking, he turned and walked to the classroom on the first floor.
The monitor looked at the man in the suit, then at Wen Qing's back, hesitated for a while, and walked to the classroom first.
Wen Qing randomly picked a seat by the window.
The monitor walked to the seat in front of him, occupied a row of seats with textbooks, turned to Wen Qing and said, "I have to help my roommate grab a seat."
Wen Qing responded, took out his textbook, and planned to review the content of economics first.
After a while, the table shook slightly, and there was more white in the corner of the eye.
Ji Yu sat down.
Not very close, two seats away from him.
It seems that this appropriate distance is deliberately maintained.
The squad leader thought it was his roommate, turned around and saw Ji Yu's face.
Ji Yu nodded at him and looked at Wen Qing.
Wen gently lowered his head, ignoring anyone.
The squad leader was stunned for a while, looked at Ji Yu, then at Wen Qing, and gradually became aware of the atmosphere between the two.
Thinking of the two strange men who appeared in the morning and afternoon, he asked Ji Yu in a low voice: "Well... are you also here to attend class with Wen Qing?"
Ji Yu nodded, and said softly, "I won't disturb other people."
The class monitor let out a sigh and said to him, "We're fine, but economics is going to be taught until eight o'clock."
Ji Yu responded: "I know."
The squad leader was startled: "You know you're still dressed like this?"
Ji Yu looked down at his own clothes: "Is there any problem with this?"
The squad leader was silent for a moment, and couldn't help saying: "Handsome is handsome, but your dress is too, too formal."
"It's not like a college student at all, like an uncle."
uncle…
The smile on Ji Yu's face froze.
Wen Qing's hand that turned the page paused, raised his eyes and said to the monitor: "Considering his age, he is not just an uncle."
Ji Yu: "..."
Wen Qing stared into the monitor's eyes, without looking at Ji Yu, and said, "This man is still very small."
"If you say that, be careful that he retaliates against you."
Ji Yu: "..."
The squad leader stayed for a while, then stammered and said to Ji Yu, "I'm sorry, uncle."
After finishing speaking, he quickly changed his words: "Uncle, Uncle?"
Ji Yu was silent.
Seeing this, the squad leader knew that he was still wrong, but he couldn't call grandpa to this face, so he stopped shouting, and said embarrassedly: "I can't see your age, you look really young. "
Ji Yu: "..."
"It does not matter, I do not mind."
The squad leader looked at Wen Qing, saw Wen Qing's expressionless face, and thought to himself, it really was awkward, no wonder the man in the suit didn't dare to approach Wen Qing just now.
He glanced at Ji Yu, smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Well, I still think this, this is quite kind."
"Are you relatives?"
Wen Qing lowered his eyes, turned over a page of the book, and said to the class monitor without looking up: "He looks kind because he is not what he looks like."
Ji Yu nodded, and echoed, "I have a small belly, and my appearance is inconsistent."
"I'm a badass."