Jiang Qin didn't want to talk too much to Cao Guangyu, so he reached out and pulled him to the back door, then ran into the classroom while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.
At the beginning of December, the heating in the school was turned on. The whole room was warm, which instantly relieved my tense body.
Feng Nanshu found that the person he was thinking about was sliding down the corridor, so he obediently picked up his coat from the seat next to him, made room for him and waited for him to sit down.
She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater today. The slim fit showed off her exquisite curves and matched her snow-white skin, making her look lively and pure. However, because the temperature in the room was very high, her cheeks were a little rosy, making her look more delicate than usual.
Jiang Qin sat down next to her and found that the person had come but did not bring the book.
But it doesn’t matter, I won’t look at it anyway.
This is the difference between college and high school.
The vocabulary list at the back of Jiang Qin's high school English textbook was so torn that he had to use tape to keep it in use. His diligence in learning is evident to all.
But every one of his college textbooks was brand new, and there were even some non-professional textbooks that didn't even have a crease on the cover.
"I heard you answered it for me?"
Feng Nanshu was lying on the table staring at him blankly. After hearing these words, he raised his head as if he had come back to life: "I imitated it very well."
Jiang Qin couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, thinking that this silly girl really thought she could get away with it by just imitating herself, little did she know that Zhu Feng and the others were turning a blind eye.
"The weather has been getting colder recently. Is the heater in your dormitory warm enough?"
"It was hot, so Wenhui hung her socks on it and they were dry the next day."
Jiang Qin couldn't help but glance at Gao Wenhui: "Xiao Gao, you know a lot of little tricks for losers."
Gao Wenhui was drinking water and almost choked. Her face instantly turned red. "Don't you guys in the boys' dormitory do the same thing? And it's not just me. Feng Nanshu sometimes does this too."
"I learned it from you!" Feng Nanshu turned to look at her.
"It doesn't matter if it's the little rich woman's, her socks smell good."
Gao Wenhui clenched her fists and thought, forget it, although this detail is perverted, it seems quite good when you think about it carefully.
Jiang Qin leaned back in his chair and glanced at the blackboard. He had intended to memorize a few words so that his trip would not be in vain. However, he found that his brain seemed to have been eaten by a zombie and he soon began to daydream.
He took Feng Nanshu's textbook and flipped through it out of boredom, only to find that his name seemed to be on every page of the book.
The little rich woman's handwriting is beautiful and neat, just as beautiful as she is.
Sometimes I wrote one or two on a page, sometimes seven or eight.
The difference in these numbers should be determined by the number of times Feng Nanshu was in a daze. The more he was in a daze, the more he wrote.
But luckily, there is no heart behind the name or anything like that...
"Keep your textbooks tidy and don't scribble on them."
Jiang Qin returned the English book, said something to the rich lady, and began to look around.
Class Four and Class Three seldom sit together. They basically form groups in the dormitories, and each has its own small circle. Jiang Qin looked up and saw Pan Xiu, and on both sides of Pan Xiu were Song Qingqing and Jiang Tian.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Qin couldn't help but turn back and take a look, and found that Ren Ziqiang had indeed returned to his previous position and was sitting side by side with Zhou Chao.
Is it true that one suddenly wakes up in the middle of a dream
"Brother Jiang, what are you looking at me doing?" Ren Ziqiang looked confused.
Jiang Qin put his arm on the desk behind him: "How are you and Pan Xiu? I'm a little bored, talk about it to cheer me up."
Ren Ziqiang was not annoyed. Instead, he said expressionlessly, "I have ignored her for a week. Suddenly, I felt that it was just like that. It was just hard in the first few days. After getting used to it, I felt relaxed. Not only did I sleep better, but I also had enough money to spend. Occasionally, I also felt that loneliness was quite comfortable. It was like taking off a heavy burden."
"Has Lao Cao introduced you to a girlfriend?"
Cao Guangyu came over when he heard the voice: "I don't have time yet. I may invite the sisters in their dormitory to get together next week. You can come with me then."
Ren Ziqiang recalled the fear on Zi's face last time, and he almost had a physiological reaction, even his breathing stagnated: "Brother Cao, can you not get together, can't you just ask me out with the most beautiful one?"
"I haven't even met you, how could I ask you out alone? Do you have the shamelessness of Lao Jiang or the charisma of mine?"
"You got it the wrong way around, didn't you?" Jiang Qin spat at him.
Ren Ziqiang sighed: "I think it's better to forget it. It's not bad to be alone. The weather is getting colder and colder. Brother Cao, you always come back shivering from the cold after dating. It's not interesting. I'd better read some novels and play some games."
Zhou Chao coughed and said, "Brother Cao, are you going to treat us to Juxianlou? I'll go with you, and you can pamper me as you like."
"I can't afford to go to Juxianlou, so I'll just have a simple meal at Shiweitian outside the school." After Cao Guangyu treated me to Juxianlou once, I started eating instant noodles. If he treats me again, I probably won't be able to afford it.
Jiang Qin brought the topic back to Ren Ziqiang: "Mr. Ren, let it be as it comes to your girlfriend. At most you can learn from me in the future. Look, I'm living a good life too."
Ren Ziqiang pouted: "Don't tease me, Brother Jiang, how could I possibly find a girlfriend as beautiful and well-behaved as Feng Nanshu like you? That would take several lifetimes to cultivate and obtain."
Jiang Qin's face darkened: "Your little mouth is chattering, and your attack power is quite strong."
"ah?"
Ren Ziqiang didn't understand what he heard, but suddenly he found a piece of candy in front of him.
On the other side, Gao Wenhui fumbled on the table for a long time, then lowered her head to look around, her expression gradually becoming confused, wondering where the candy she just took out went.
"Feng Nanshu, did you eat the candy on my table?"
"No, I don't like candy."
The rich young woman shook her head, her eyes full of innocence.
"I didn't tell you what kind of candy it was, how did you know it was milk candy?"
Gao Wenhui stared at Feng Nanshu and found that her little mouth did not move. She then glanced at Jiang Qin through Feng Nanshu and it seemed that she was not feeding him to her boyfriend.
Weird, where the hell is my toffee
At this moment, Jiang Qin turned around and took the candy on Ren Ziqiang's table. Why would a grown man eat candy? He peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it into Feng Nanshu's little mouth.
"Jiang Qin, where did you get the candy?" Gao Wenhui looked suspicious.
Jiang Qin glanced at her and said, "Xiao Gao, you are too nosy."
"No, I lost my candy."
"If you lose it, no one else can have it?"
"… "
In the blink of an eye, the English class was over. Jiang Qin stretched and felt that the knowledge in his mind had been enriched a lot.
Feng Nanshu has been following him since she left the classroom. She is just like that. Once she sees Jiang Qin, she doesn't want to be separated from him.
So Jiang Qin took her to Xitian on the first floor, checked the accounts casually, and symbolically showed concern for the employees' lives and studies.
Fang Xiaoxuan is now in charge of the branch at University of Science and Technology. The only people in charge of Xitian at Linda are Hu Xin and Chen Yong. Their work efficiency is slightly lower than Fang Xiaoxuan, but they are more than enough to handle such a small store.
The rich young lady said seriously that she wanted to check out the new products in the store.
Gao Wenhui also came over and said, "I'm the boss lady's best friend, so I want to get tested too."
Then the two of them held their milk tea, found a corner to sit down, and chatted while drinking.
"Jiang Qin, is your class having a party? Our class is going to have a party soon. Do you want to go with Feng Nanshu?"
"I'm too busy lately. I have a new project to launch and I can't go." Jiang Qin refused with a cold face.
Gao Wenhui said with some regret: "If you don't go, Feng Nanshu will definitely not go either. She is too attached to you."
"Your class reunion is just a dinner party? There's nothing fun about it. It doesn't matter whether you go or not."
"Maybe we'll go sing or watch a movie or something, but it won't be as fun as when you guys were having team building."
Jiang Qin smiled slightly: "The little rich lady told you, right? On the day of our team building, we went to a farmhouse in the suburbs, cooked our own food, played cards and so on, which was indeed more interesting than a dinner party."
Gao Wenhui took a sip of milk tea and said, "I've seen the photos of your team building. You climbed the marriage tree secretly in the middle of the night, just like a bear stealing honey. It's so funny."
"???"
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Qin's expression changed: "What marriage tree?"
Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment: "The marriage tree you climbed was full of wishing cards. The photo was taken very clearly. The young man was quite romantic at such a young age."
"Don't spit blood at me, that's a good friend tree!"
"Nonsense, I've never heard of such a thing as a good friend tree in my life. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
Jiang Qin held his breath and turned to look at Feng Nanshu, only to find that she was foolishly holding a straw and blowing air into the cup.
After a while, Jiang Qin returned to 208 with a bunch of milk tea in his hand to distribute benefits to the boss lady.
Lu Xuemei stretched out her hand to take it, her eyes flickering with desire, but after trying for a long time, everyone else got one, but she still didn't.
"Boss, I don't have any milk tea yet!"
"None for you." Jiang Qin said with a cold expression.
Lu Xuemei opened her eyes wide: "Why?"
"Do you understand that if you take good photos, something bad will happen? Do you think your last name is Chen?"
"???"