He said he was going to sleep, but he really fell asleep.
Lin Mian slept peacefully, with the black hair sticking to her ears, her long eyelashes casting a curved shadow, and her sleeping face was open and calm, as if she wasn't the one who felt guilty last second.
The attitude of admitting mistakes is very good, and the determination to do it again is also very strong, and even a little self-righteous.
After finishing the previous section, Que Qingyan stroked the silver remote control pen slightly with his fingertips, paused for a moment, and glanced at Lin Mian.
In the middle of the class, in the back seat of the spacious and bright lecture hall, the DSLR girl stared intently at Professor Que in the camera.
He happened to turn over a page of the projection, and the girl was about to take a sneak shot, when the person in the camera raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and laughed almost instantly.
Lin Mian fell asleep soundly, and when she woke up, get out of class was already over.
The classroom was empty. She looked at the time, nearly forty minutes had passed since get out of class ended, and she only woke up now.
Lin Mian slowly rubbed her sleep-numbed face, resting her forehead on the edge of the table, recalling with difficulty what happened before she fell asleep.
she seems to be...
After a while, Lin Mian raised his head from the table, picked up the notebook at hand, and opened it.
She calmly read through the four pages, and finally turned back to the page that said "40,000-character review", and fell silent for two minutes, almost crying out of regret.
It was written in her own handwriting. The handwriting in fluorescent powder is so obvious, and Que Qingyan stood it up like a treasure, so he must have seen it too.
The 20,000-word review, which was already difficult to write, has now doubled to 40,000 words, and it will be handed over to him next week.
"..." Lin Mian tore off the piece of paper slowly, and crumpled it up comfortingly.
Destroy corpses and wipe out traces.
After leaving the classroom, Lin Mian did not go back to the apartment immediately, but turned to wander around the campus instead.
There were two or three kittens nestled in the corner of the grass next to the library. Lin Mian found the pet food bowl hidden in the bushes, lowered his head, found cat food and canned cat food in his handbag, and squatted down.
A tabby cat basking in the sun noticed Lin Mian, knowing that it was time to feed, it made a milking sound of "meow-", and then several cats surrounded it familiarly.
Lin Mian often came here to feed the cats, and the cats with a radius of several hundred meters were already familiar with her, so they came to rub her calf one after another. The soft down of the cat's tail is gently passed over the ankle, with a proud fawning.
Halfway through the feed, the phone vibrated.
"Teacher Mu Mian," the editor called, she sounded in a good mood, "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Lin Mian fed the cat and refused very simply: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen."
"..." The editor took it for granted, pretending he hadn't heard it, and folded the feedback form in his hand, and said, "The good news is that the editorial department just had a meeting, and the readers of "Contract Love Letter" have received very good responses from readers in recent times. It's time to start planning..."
This sentence was so familiar, Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat, and he interrupted the other party with a trembling voice: "Don't—"
Sure enough, the next sentence was: "So the bad news is that the new booklet plans to add a color page theater as usual, just in the past few weeks." The editor hummed a ditty, with countless wavy sounds in his tone, "Mr. Mu Mian, draw Pass it on to me, come on."
I was supposed to write a 40,000-word review, but now I have another coloring page to draw...
Lin Mian didn't respond, and took back the small dried fish that was close to the cat's mouth, and bit the dried fish into his mouth with a dead face.
The kitten raised its head and gave a "meow".
The editor couldn't bear it, and added another sentence: "By the way, the letters and gifts sent by fans are still in the editorial department. I will bring them to you when I am free..."
There was deathly silence on the other side, the editor looked at the phone, and it had already been hung up.
edit:"… "
Lin Mian hung up the phone with trembling hands.
She is now squatting next to the cat box by the grass, surrounded by a few meowing cats, and her eyes just happened to meet Que Qingyan who was walking not far away.
Judging by the direction he was walking, he was heading this way, and he would definitely pass by him later.
Lin Mian did not expect it. The matter of her falling asleep in class before has not been resolved, and now she is caught here again, as if she was delivered to the door with a blank check, and she handed it to him and said, "Professor Que, you You can fill in as many words as you want me to write in the review.”
Lin Mian was almost made to cry by the little theater he imagined.
Que Qingyan was accompanied by an old professor. He slowed down his pace. He was tall and straight, with slender legs wrapped in dark slacks. Lin Mian half-raised his face to see him approaching, his emotions prevailed over his rationality, and he killed the idea of slipping away in the bud.
The two of them hadn't noticed that there was a person squatting beside the bushes, the old professor let out a surprised "Huh", and Que Qingyan followed his gaze.
Lin Mian was squatting five steps away from him, holding a can of tuna cat in his arms.
Her eyes flickered with guilt, and she looked at Que Qingyan for a while, half flattering and half cautiously speaking:
"… Meow."
The old professor was overjoyed by her "meow", and said with a smile, "Little girl, where are you feeding the cat?"
"Hello, Professor." Lin Mian nodded, patted her skirt to stand up, and greeted respectfully, "Hello, Professor Que."
Que Qingyan responded, and glanced at the cats at her feet who were still acting coquettishly, lowered her eyelashes, and her eyes stopped on the food bowl, and asked casually, "How long have you been feeding?"
"It's been almost two months," Lin Mian was thinking about admitting his mistakes, his voice lowered, and he replied reflexively, "I only started feeding them this semester. They are still young so they don't eat much. They have always been good to feed. , Sometimes I eat cat canned tuna and sardines, but I still eat more cat food... "
After she finished speaking without a pause, she thought for a while, gestured to the canned cat in her arms, and asked with a wink, "Do you want to feed it?"
Lin Mian's ability to be obedient is first-rate, and she is even more obedient in front of Que Qingyan, her eyes clearly say "I know what you want to ask, and I can tell you everything."
A few steps away, Que Qingyan couldn't help but laugh, with slender eyebrows and dark eyes.
Her appearance of walking on thin ice is just because of the young girl Huaichun, but in the eyes of the other party, she is trembling in the face of the strict teacher.
For a long time, Que Qingyan, as a master's and doctoral tutor, has always been used to the students under his command who stand out from each other. He hasn't taught undergraduates for a long time, and he caught Lin Mian sleeping in class before, without thinking too much, he fined him a 20,000-word self-criticism.
She is only a sophomore undergraduate, and he punished her with the requirements of master and doctoral students, which may be a severe punishment.
The old professor at the side asked, "Qingyan, is this your student?"
"Um."
"That's just right, that's just right," the old professor was overjoyed, "I have a lot of public law materials over there, and I still don't have the manpower to sift papers. I just wanted to ask you to borrow a student, otherwise..."
Let her sort out the legal materials...
Lin Mian was taken aback when he heard the words, and just about to speak, Que Qingyan's voice sounded low and deep: "She can't."
He refused for her.
An understatement helped to solve the problem. Lin Mian was startled, and his little heart began to beat again.
She saw him take out his mobile phone and start making a call. She glanced over and said, "I'll borrow a doctoral student. She's too young."
she is too small.
"..."
No matter how you listen to this sentence, it feels like saying: "She is so useless."
Combined with all the previous ones, this sentence is indeed very well-founded, making it impossible to refute.
Lin Mian stared down at the cat circling around her feet, suddenly feeling a little desolate and aggrieved.
The student who answered the phone happened to be at the school, but within ten minutes, he had already appeared in sight from afar.
It was a boy who came, tall and thin, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose reflected the light when he walked over. The more Lin Mian looked at it, the more familiar he became, and he didn't realize it until he got closer...
The boy greeted Que Qingyan first, and called "Teacher" kindly, and saw Lin Mian next to him as soon as he turned his eyes, and opened his mouth in surprise to shout.
Seeing that the word "Lin" was about to blurt out, Lin Mian's scalp tightened, and he reacted quickly, interrupting him in time: "Senior brother!"
brother? who
"..." She winked quietly, Xu Zhu was stunned by the call of senior brother, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough, met Lin Mian's eyes and said haha, "Junior sister, are you here too?"
Lin Mian became obedient in a second, and said "um" in a low voice: "I'll feed the cat."
She is still pretending to be Xu Tong, and she was almost exposed in front of Que Qingyan just now. Lin Mian heaved a guilty sigh of relief, thinking, fortunately he just glanced at her and didn't ask any further questions.
Xu Zhu was borrowed to help the old professor, and he was about to leave without saying a word. He turned his head three times at a step, his curiosity soared to the sky, and he tried to use his eyes to communicate with Lin Mian spiritually.
Lin Mian crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and stood there with low eyebrows, without looking at Xu Zhu, and hung up the spiritual exchange directly.
Que Qingyan was still by his side, Lin Mian thought about it, he didn't seem to mention a single word about sleeping just now, did he plan to let her go...
After thinking about it, the confidence came back, the courage also came back, and the strength to push the nose and face became stronger.
"Professor Que," Lin Mian suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes sparkling, "Are you going to go home directly later?"
It was already dusk, and Que Qingyan turned his face to look over, the corners of Yingjun's eyes and brows were covered with a gentle halo, and his originally indifferent expression seemed to be filled with warmth.
He didn't speak, but Lin Mian continued in a low voice: "If you go home directly... I will drop by with you."
Que Qingyan's eyes fell on Lin Mian.
The intimacy in her words was too obvious.