Everyone knows about the campus forums of University K. Recently, a Professor Que was transferred from the Law Research Department of the old campus to teach international economic law to undergraduates.
I heard that the person is handsome, and the lectures are logical and clear, and he is a flower of the high mountain that emerges from the mud but not stained.
In the back seat, Xu Tong held his mobile phone, flipped through forum posts and gossips he had missed, and sighed for the third time since the class: "I should have known! If I had known that I had such a professor, I wouldn't have missed a minute of class." It will warp!"
Lin Mian at the side took out a notebook from his handbag and spread out a page on the table.
She stared at that page carefully for three seconds, then put down the notebook and sat upright, serious about it, as if listening carefully.
Xu Tong was so regretful that his heart was bleeding, he took a dozen photos of the man on the podium from a distance, and forced himself to look at Lin Mian's open notebook.
It reads in three big characters in blood red:
can not sleep.
Xu Tong: "..."
Just a few days ago, Lin Mian was still promising Que Qingyan that she would not make noise or sleep when she came to his class.
Whether it was intentional or not, she had lied to him so many times before, so Lin Mian felt that it was very necessary for her to restore her trust in front of him.
However, half an hour later, Lin Mian just wanted to go back to the moment when she promised Que Qingyan, and withdrew the message.
sleepy.
The drowsiness that hit him couldn't be suppressed no matter what, Lin Mian supported his head, rubbed his temples and eyes, his long hair drooped, and his drooping eyelashes cast shadows in the sun.
"..." Lin Mian repeated the mistakes of the previous few classes, was so sleepy that he wanted to bite his notebook, and cried in his heart, saying, this is not noisy, noisy or sleepy...
This is basically not making noise and just sleeping, right
On the podium, just after turning over the previous page of courseware, Que Qingyan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell from the projection screen to the back side of the lecture theater.
Lin Mian was so sleepy that he was unconscious, and a red mark was pressed on the side of his fair face by the palm of his hand. He occasionally came back to his senses, and it was quite difficult to maintain a short-term sobriety.
Que Qingyan's eyes darkened, and he put away the remote control pen.
He had never seen anything like this before, frustrated and aggrieved, with a sleepy face unwillingly, afraid that he would be angry if he really fell asleep.
When she confessed to him that day, she also had a panicked attitude, blinked at him, and didn't dare to call him Professor Que again.
A word "que" was spoken without context.
After a while, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Professor Que put down the remote control pen in his hand, and picked up the roll call on the corner of the table with his slender hands—
Start the roll call.
On the projection screen is a contract case analysis, the surroundings are silent, and everyone is waiting quietly to see who is so unlucky...
Que Qingyan flipped through a page of the booklet in his hand, and said calmly, "Class Two and Three of Law School."
Lin Mian was still in a daze, when he heard Xu Tong beside him gasp in horror, and lowered his voice fearfully: "It can't be me?"
"Lin Mian."
These two words were pronounced clearly, and Que Qingyan pronounced them pleasingly.
Xu Tong didn't realize it, he was stunned: "Is there anyone named Lin Mian in our class?"
At the same time, Lin Mian was so sleepy that his forehead was about to hit the edge of the table, and when he suddenly heard his name, he woke up for the most part.
She heard the words and stood up, eyes still hazy and confused.
Que Qing closed the roster of starting points, tapped his fingers, and said in a steady voice, "Tell me about the terms and conditions that apply when responsibility begins and ends."
His expression was natural, like an ordinary classroom question.
Lin Mian was suddenly called up by him, silent for a few seconds, then bowed her head guiltily: "I'm sorry, I..."
Gen, I don't understand at all...
"Do you know the right to stay clause?"
"..." Lin Mian tried to read the content of the courseware for a while, gave up, and replied anxiously, "I don't know..."
Lin Mian felt sorry for her, and said in her heart, he wouldn't have seen her fall asleep again just now...
Que Qingyan looked indifferent, as if he didn't care, and asked casually, "Do you know my name?"
Compared with the first two, this question was surprisingly simple, as if it was a step for her. Lin Mian was inexplicably stunned, and glanced at him: "Que...Qingyan."
Lin Mian's seat was far away from the front row, Que Qingyan didn't seem to hear clearly, she hesitated for a moment, then repeated it again.
Her ending sound was slightly raised, and her tone was soft and sleepy.
Que Qingyan exchanged a glance with her, and said "Mmm", "Sit down."
The class was still going on, and when Lin Mian sat back down again, he thought about it and felt that something was wrong.
Que Qingyan already knew that she was not his student, so he called her up by name and asked her major-related questions.
He doesn't seem like someone who wants to see her make a fool of herself in public, so why...
After thinking for a while, Lin Mian recalled what he had asked her just now, and suddenly recalled, her face became hot little by little.
She glanced at the tall man in the distance, thought for a while, then lowered her head and took out her phone.
Poke open the WeChat dialog box.
Lin Mian: [If you are]
I didn't finish typing the first one, and sent it out with trembling hands.
Lin Mian took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and continued with her heart beating: [If you want to hear me call your name, I can call you in person.]