Chapter 150

This applause, the only applause is for Ji Qianchen alone.

Ji Qianchen was embarrassed for a moment. He sat next to him with a little red face and pulled off his hand: "don't do that, I'm sorry."

"How can I not know that my stomach disease is a result of my hard work and forgetting to eat and sleep?" Ling Xiaohan looks at her, her eyes are shining with pondering.

"Cough, just now the plot needs it. I know you had it in college. I still remember it very clearly."

When it comes to stomach disease, she remembers the most about Ling Xiaohan.

I will never forget that Lingnan, who is always noble and perfect in front of people, will curl up in the corner of no one because of stomachache, and his face will be pale with pain.

Become so fragile, so haggard, so heartbreaking.

Ji Qianchen held his chin and unconsciously recalled four years ago.

-- the memory segmentation line four years ago --

autumn wind is blowing, red maple is like fire, and the mall in the campus is paved with red maple leaves.

Ji Qianchen took a camera to shoot for the girls in the dormitory.

Click click click.

When the camera shutter is pressed, the picture will freeze.

Ji Qianchen took a camera to check the photos taken inside.

A boy's shadow appears in the upper right corner of the picture.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, holding a stack of books and stepping on the red maple leaf, passing through the mall.

Although only one back was caught.

But she can be sure that it is her God.

This is the rhythm of going to the library again. In 365 days, he can spend more than 300 days in the library. How can such a school bully not be killed by the library.

It's not as interesting as she is to be a man.

No, she has to save his soul, let him out of the sea of books, learn to feel the colorful university life.

Throw the camera to a few roommates: "I'm going first, you keep shooting."

"Hello, Qianchen, how do we shoot when you leave? We are not professional." Several roommates were abandoned mercilessly and stamped their feet angrily.

But helpless, their attraction can never compare with her family Ling Manshen.

Ji Qianchen carries a leather backpack and catches up with Ling Xiaohan.

"Hey, Lingnan, are you going to the library again today? Otherwise, don't go. It's OK to walk and play in such a good weather. "

Ji Qianchen holds the backpack bag and smiles with Ling Xiaohan's suggestion.

This is her thirtieth day to know Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan is like a frozen persimmon, which can't be kneaded or kneaded.

However, Ji Qianchen doesn't care. She likes this kind of cold and tall.

Ling Xiaohan ignored her and went on.

Ji Qianchen raised his drooping head, regained his confidence and continued to ask, "well, since you are going to the library, I will accompany you."

Ji Qianchen doesn't like reading at all. He doesn't like reading at all. But for him, it's common to go to the library.

Follow the direction of the teaching building.

Ji Qianchen realizes that it's not quite right. It seems to be the direction of the teaching building of the Department of Finance and economics in the senior year.

Is this the night he has classes?

As expected, Ling Xiaohan went to the third floor and entered a classroom.

This is an elective course in German.

Ling Xiaohan went in and took the last seat.

Ji Qianchen did not say anything, but also followed in and sat beside Ling Xiaohan.

This just fell, Ling Xiao's cold voice came from deep and quiet: "who allows you to sit here?"

"This is a public elective classroom. Why can't I sit in it?" Ji Qianchen knows that all the teachers in Yuncheng University like to have students come here to take part in the class, which can prove that their class is good.

"Stay away from me." Ling Xiao is cold, cool and heartless.

"Don't let me say it again."

The voice was cold for several times, and Ji Qianchen shivered in the cold.

After a beating, Ji Qianchen blinked and shook his head: "no, just don't go. I will accompany you in class."

The boys and girls who kept coming into the classroom noticed Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen in the back row and sat down to whisper one after another. They did not forget to look back at them with a smile.

It seems that the monkeys in the zoo are watching the world.

What lingxiaohan hates most is the gossip crowd and the eyes of those people who don't know what they mean.

He rubbed himself up, grabbed Ji Qianchen by the arm, and took her out of the classroom like a chick.

"No more coming in."

Ling Xiaohan warns angrily that a pair of beautiful star eyes are full of thick anger, and Ji Qianchen is afraid to move.

Seeing Ling Xiaohan come back to the classroom with the bell.And she can only stand in the same place, looking at his back in dismay.

The teacher of German elective course is a mixture of Chinese and German. She is a beautiful female teacher.

She spoke brilliantly in German on the stage.

Ling Xiaohan listened carefully and took notes.

Ji Qianchen is outside the classroom, hanging to attract mosquitoes.

From time to time, pickpockets look inside at the door.

But when the teacher was lecturing, she was a little afraid to go in.

If she doesn't go in, she's bored.

After much deliberation, she decided to sneak in through the back door.

Anyway, after class, Ling Xiaohan will not carry her out in front of so many people.

Seizing this psychology, Ji Qianchen squatted on the ground, rubbed his feet against the ground, and moved in little by little.

Desks and classmates can cover her small body.

So she slipped in smoothly and sat quietly beside Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan holds a pen and lowers his head to write notes. Yu Guang seems to catch a glimpse of the nearby position.

Suddenly, Ji Qianchen's pupils expanded and cold air came out.

When can this haunted woman stop bothering him.

The German teacher in class, looking at the whole classroom, saw the last row of the classroom suddenly come out of the millennium.

Just when she arrived today, there was a girl missing in the class.

The teacher mistook her for the girl who was late in the elective class.

So he fixed his eyes on her.

"The girl in the last row, will you stand up and answer my question?" The German teacher asked her questions in fairly standard Mandarin.

"Ah? Is that about me? " Ji Qianchen stood up.

The class turned around again, smiling and staring at Ji Qianchen, hoping that she would make a joke.

"Yes, you are. If you are late, please answer my question." German teacher looked at Ji Qianchen with a smile, a pair of blue eyes is very beautiful, people can not bear to refuse.

"This..."

Ji Qianchen hesitates to make it clear. In fact, he is a teacher.

"You translate it. I won't be late again. How can I say it in German?"

She hasn't hesitated. The German teacher's question has been left out.