Professor Que's class wake-up call is very effective. After sending the message, Lin Mian fixed his eyes on the man from a distance, and remained abnormally awake until the end of get out of class.
If Que Qingyan is a sleeping pill, it must be the one with the strongest effect and the fastest failure...
Lin Mian held the mobile phone, closed the notebook with a flushed face, and said silently three times in his heart to calm down.
The signing for class was not over yet, after class Xu Tong was called and went to Que Qingyan's office, before leaving, Lin Mian comforted and said three words to his little cousin with a serious and solemn expression.
The first sentence: "Professor Que is a bit fierce."
This lie made her face not blush, but her ears were a little red.
The second sentence: "So Xu Xiaotong, don't talk to him..." After struggling with his conscience for a moment, Lin Mian opened his eyes and continued, "Don't say anything else to him."
The third sentence came from the heart: "Xu Xiaotong, I'll wait for you downstairs."
Because Lin Mian's expression is so sincere, and against those clear apricot eyes, it makes people feel that these three sentences are simply a warning to the world, and people can't believe it.
Xu Tong didn't know that this was the childish food protection behavior of a bright and upright teacher Mu Mian, referred to as jealousy. So Xu Tong was successfully deceived countless times again, and entered Que Qingyan's office tremblingly.
Ten minutes later, Lin Mian waited downstairs for Xu Tong who came back.
"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful..." Xu Tong's expression twitched slightly, and he sighed with his hands on his chest, "The voice is still nice... Sister Mian Mian, let me float for a while, I want to betray Ethan for three seconds."
Lin Mian was still feeling uneasy about the deception just now, and asked, "Did he... say anything?"
Xu Tong looked happy: "The professor deducted half of my usual marks and fined me a thousand-word essay."
"...Xu Xiaotong," Lin Mian couldn't help asking, "What's there to be happy about?"
"Sister Mianmian, you must have never talked to Professor Que at close range." Xu Tong explained, "This is a sweet punishment, the privilege of being good-looking."
Lin Mian: "..."
Lin Mian answered the editor's call halfway, intending to go back to the apartment directly, and after parting ways with Xu Tong, she took a detour and walked out.
Going around from the teaching building area is a ginkgo road with lush forest leaves, separated by a tree shade on one side, and behind it is the basketball court of K University.
Before she could take a few steps, a basketball flew obliquely from her side, slammed into the trash can in front of her with a bang, and then rolled down to her feet along the trajectory.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Someone chased after him, picked up the basketball and apologized, "I just hit the ball and it flew away, didn't it hit you, my friend—"
The boy looked up and saw Lin Mian, he was taken aback for a moment, and said pleasantly, "Sister? What a coincidence."
It was that little boy from last time.
Lin Mian listened to the sound of "school girl", hesitated for a moment whether to respond, and replied with difficulty: "Student, I'm actually not you..." I'm much, much, much, much, much more junior than you.
Halfway through the conversation, the boy picked it up: "I didn't have time to chat with you last time in T City, and I didn't return the umbrella to you." The boy held the basketball in one hand, his delicate face was flushed, he didn't know whether he was hot or shy , "It's not far from my dormitory building, or you can wait here, junior, and I'll go get the umbrella and return it to you."
If he didn't mention it, Lin Mian almost forgot that he still had the umbrella to give to others.
She swallowed the second half of the confession, and then said: "It's okay, there is no need to return the umbrella."
"I have to pay it back." The boy looked shy, but his attitude was very firm. After thinking for a while, he added, "Otherwise, junior girl, you can add my WeChat. When it's convenient for you, I'll—"
Before the words finished, Lin Mian's cell phone vibrated suddenly.
The call was from the editor. Lin Mian glanced down, and gestured apologetically, "Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."
The boy who plucked up the courage to ask WeChat for the third time was interrupted: "..."
On the other hand, the editor had been waiting downstairs in Lin Mian's apartment for almost half an hour, and asked, "Teacher, I'm waiting downstairs at your house now. May I have a chance to see you today?"
Lin Mian glanced at the boy in front of him, and said, "I'm still in K University, I'll save you later."
"Teacher, what are you doing at K University?" The editor was inexplicable, "Collecting folk songs?"
Lin Mian said calmly, "Go to bed."
edit:"?"
Thinking that there was another formal classmate in front of him, Lin Mian changed his words and added the word "grant".
The editor got it together and understood it, and almost threw away the phone: "Go to sleep with the professor???"
"...class." Thinking of Que Qingyan, Lin Mian lost his mind and made up for it seriously, "Go to the professor's class."
Edit: "... Teacher, can you finish your sentence at once."
After hanging up the phone, the boy who was waiting at the side wanted to say something, but saw Lin Mian who had already taken two steps forward stopped and turned to look at him.
Lin Mian thought for two seconds, and said, "There is really no need to return the umbrella."
She thought about it, and said directly: "Student, I have someone I like."
The boy was stunned.
Lin Mian's eyes were bright, and her voice changed from dull to fluffy: "I just want to share an umbrella with him."
The boy was still in the same place in a daze, but when he saw the junior girl showing a stunning smile, she calmly left his sight.
Teacher Mu Mian thought as he walked, the scene just now, put it in the girls' manga, and then gave a close-up storyboard, it will definitely be ranked in the "Top 5 Famous Scenes of How to Euphemistically Reject People".
Teacher Mu Mian is very satisfied.
She secretly thought, when she catches up with Que Qingyan, she must tell him this love story.
Downstairs in the apartment, the editor and a bunch of pink dolls are living together.
Finally seeing Lin Mian's figure from a distance, the editor waved his hand and raised the stack of colorful letters in his hand.
Teacher Mu Mian’s girls’ manga can be ranked in the bestseller list every time, and there are many fans who like to follow. Usually, the gifts and letters sent by fans to Mu Mian will be sent to the magazine first, and then passed on to Mu Mian after being checked by the editor. sleep.
"I've been saving for too long this time, I've piled up a lot of things, and I still have some in the car." The two of them moved the presents into the elevator, and the editor thought of something, "A fan sent a puppet bear from the same city before. Get in the car, and I'll deliver it in two days."
In the afternoon, the editor had to go to proofread to confirm the print proofs of the new manga booklet. He was in a hurry to leave, so he didn't go upstairs to sit down. He greeted Lin Mian with a smile and left.
Lin Mian carried the last gift into the elevator.
Before the elevator door could close, it was pushed open again.
Lin Mian was holding a pile of gift boxes that were almost down to his chin, and holding a stack of letters from fans in his hands, and turned his head to look at the man who came in.
Que Qingyan entered the elevator.
At this glance, Lin Mian thought that he was still holding the gift stuffed by the fans and the surroundings of the fan, and immediately wanted to hide it habitually. Just as he was about to retract his head behind the gift, he suddenly thought.
No... Que Qingyan already knew that she was not his student.
Then does he know that he draws girl comics...
Lin Mian silently took half a step back, and quickly recalled the pile of presents in his mind.
In the past, Ms. Mu Mian had the experience of fans sending her humanoid pillows. She still remembered how ashamed she was to move the coquettish pillow with the beautiful boy in the swimsuit back to the apartment at the time. When she went upstairs, she met three neighbors and a little boy of three or four years old. Successfully frightened the children to cry.
The child who was frightened and cried lived upstairs from her at the time, and there was no noise or noise that night, so Teacher Mu Mian slept peacefully all night with a pillow in his arms.
Lin Mian recalled calmly, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with the shape of the present she was holding before she dared to speak—
Not long after Que Qingyan entered the elevator, he saw a pile of presents in front of him and poked out half of his head, revealing a pair of eyebrows and eyes:
"Que..." Lin Mian paused, and greeted him with bright eyes.
It got stuck.
Professor Que? Que... Qingyan
The word "Que" was contained for a long time, and Que Qingyan lowered his eyes to look at her for a long time.
His calm eyes fell, his slender hands parted the gift in her arms, he glanced at it, lowered his eyelashes, and asked, "Que what?"
Most of the gift was shared by Que Qingyan, and he felt relieved immediately.
Lin Mian blinked and looked at him for three seconds, remembering the message she sent him, her heart beat like a drum.
Did he see it or not...
Lin Mian's hand holding the gift was tight, blushing and ready to take advantage of her mouth, but before she could say "Que Qingyan", she felt something floating down her fingers.
What floated down was a postcard, and the one turned over on the ground happened to be the writing side.
This little fan wrote with a conspicuous highlighter: Teacher, I like you so much! ! love you! ! !
There is also a heart drawn on the side.
Lin Mian: "..."
She held the gift in both hands, unable to bend down to pick up the postcard, and unable to block it with her feet, she raised her eyes in a daze, and said urgently with teary eyes: "No, listen to me to explain..."
When the two of them entered the elevator, they didn't press the floor. Que Qingyan pressed the floor with one free hand, then leaned over and picked up the postcard.
"This is not for me, I mean, not for the real me," Lin Mian explained, "The teacher is..."
Que Qingyan looked at her.
Lin Mian's heart suddenly paused, did he think it was written to him by her
"I didn't write this to you either," Lin Mian blushed and stammered, "If I want to write it to you... definitely..."
She was eager to explain, and said directly without thinking a word: "It will definitely be better than this."
"..." After the words were out of his mouth, Lin Mian simply rounded up the words and whispered, "Wait for me upstairs."
After returning to the apartment, Lin Mian temporarily put the fans' gifts and letters in the entrance, rummaged through the boxes for ten minutes, and finally sat on the thick and soft carpet, facing the two piles of things in front of him.
On the left is her collection of Blu-ray horror movie discs, a limited collection commemorative edition, with bloody and violent scenes and suspenseful and exciting plots.
Lin Mian touched the disc case with his hand, recalled the plot of the movie in his mind, and gave it a five-star praise in his heart.
On the right hand side are the little love letters that she saved dozens of years ago but failed to send out.
It's been so long, she can't remember what was written in the love letter, but she was only sixteen years old at that time, and she knew it must be very...
Out of respect for Lin Xiaomian when she was a girl, Lin Mian crossed out the word "spicy eyes" in her mind and gave it to Samsung.
If you want to send Que Qingyan...
Lin Mian's eyes moved away from the bloody cover of Movie Spy, hesitated for a while, and then fell on the stack of light pink and bright yellow love letters.
…
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Mian took the elevator to the tenth floor with a small box in his pocket.
Although she was familiar with the way, she still waited at the door before daring to ring the doorbell.
Que Qingyan had just received a call from Que Min. The latter wanted to take his daughter to a private club on the outskirts of the city for vacation, so he specially called to invite her:
"The autumn scenery on the mountain is amazing. You are usually so busy, so you should take some time to relax, right?" Que Min was putting on a facial mask, and his speech was vague, "Cheng Ze said he hasn't seen your shadow for half a year, call me I made more than a dozen phone calls, insisting that I ask you if you can go."
When the doorbell rang, Que Qingyan put down the documents in his hand, got up with his mobile phone, and asked calmly, "He wants to find me, why didn't he contact me directly?"
"Why is he so shy, his niece is here this time, and he just wants to help his niece connect," Que Min joked, "If I come to you face to face for this matter, I won't be blacklisted by you? "
Cheng Ze and Que Qingyan are old acquaintances, they studied in England together. Although the two are of the same generation, Que Qingyan skipped a grade to study abroad, so there is still an age difference.
One year, Cheng Ze's niece came to England for a tour, and met Que Qingyan with her uncle, and she has been fascinated by him ever since. Que Min heard Cheng Ze mention that his niece would come to him every three days just to find out news about Que Qingyan, and she was almost annoyed to death by people.
Que Min said: "If you don't want to go, I'll tell someone."
The phone was still on, Que Qingyan opened the door, and immediately saw Lin Mian standing outside the door.
She held a satin velvet box the size of a palm in her hand, very girlish pink, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were bright, just about to speak, when she saw that he was on the phone, she immediately shut her mouth quietly .
He actually brought a gift.
Looking at it from Que Qingyan's point of view, Lin Mian's eyelashes fluttered down, and against his porcelain-white and flushed face, he looked very embarrassed and brave enough to give him something.
He pondered, and said, "Let me ask."
Ask who? Que Min was stunned for a few seconds, his gossiping heart suddenly arose, and he asked with a smile: "You want to bring someone? That little girl from last time? Is it really a little girlfriend? Didn't you say she was a student? Oh no, come with me." Tell me-"
Que Qingyan didn't intend to explain Que Min's gossip, so he said a few words and hung up the phone.
Holding the gift box, Lin Mian's little heart was beating happily.
The gift box wasn't a horror disc, it wasn't her previous love letters, it was a pair of watches from a Swiss couple that Bai Jiayi had given back from her honeymoon.
She secretly hid the female watch, and there was only one male watch in the box.
Bai Jiayi had a good eye, and the watch he chose was a classic style. Lin Mian glanced at the watch that Que Qingyan was wearing on his wrist at the moment. It was a silver and black Vacheron Constantin.
Lin Mian compared it in her heart. Although the watch she gave was not expensive, the price was a bit different, but...
Her heart was beating violently, and she thought guiltily.
However, it is a couple watch.
If she secretly hides her thoughts and doesn't tell Que Qingyan, he...he won't know.
After thinking about it, Lin Mian spurned herself in the bottom of her heart. She has been thinking about him for many years, wishful thinking, even doing such a dirty thing as stealing a couple's watch, there is no way out.
"If you don't like to wear it, you don't need to wear it." After handing the box to Que Qingyan, Lin Mian didn't dare to look at him, "It's not too expensive, I just want to give it to you..."
Que Qingyan took the watch box, stroked the surface of the box with his fingers, and glanced at the small German characters engraved on the corner of the box.
Lin Mian was still anxiously waiting for his reaction when he heard Que Qingyan's voice, calm and steady.
"Anything you want in return?"
"..." She suddenly raised her head and asked in confirmation, "Yes, is it possible? You..."
"You," he took her words, with slender eyebrows, beautiful and cold eyes, but his voice suppressed a little smile, and repeated, "do you have any gift in return?"
you…
A second later, Lin Mian's face and neck turned red, and it took him a long time before he could speak.
She looked at him with wet eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Que Qingyan, can I treat you to dinner?"
With this look, he was as careful as a rascal.