Chapter 79

The busy life always passes quickly, and a week passes in the blink of an eye. Although compared with domestic life, I'm tired and earn little, I'd rather cherish my heart and be down-to-earth. In most busy times, even pleasant. Looking back on the past, I went back to the rental house drunk every morning and fell asleep. I didn't get up until morning. I ordered a takeout to fool me. I went to work with a lot of makeup.

Then, there is another cycle.

At that time, she didn't feel unhappy, but now she doesn't seem to be really happy, or she doesn't know what kind of life is happy.

Except for that time, of course. Yes, that kind of life can be called happiness. There are expectations and concerns every day.

But it's too short.

Yes, born cheap life, which is worthy of living a happy life. Now this should be very satisfied.

After delivering the last box of sushi, Ning Huaihuai found a public toilet, changed his work clothes, and rode his bike to school.

Along the quiet and pleasant Seine River, her thoughts will inevitably run far away. Until she heard the distant bell ring, she suddenly came back to her mind!

"No, no! Ten minutes in advance! Ten minutes in advance!"

His legs began to work hard, his hips pouted and stepped on the bike hard.

Last week, the professor's words echoed repeatedly in his ears, "don't come in if you're late! Don't come in!"

Oh, my God! If she can't listen to such an expensive class, she will die of meat pain!

Ning Huaihuai felt the wind whirring in his ears, and he couldn't see anything else in his eyes.

The moment she rushed into the teaching building, she glanced at the clock in the hall on the first floor. 12:49! Come on, one minute! We can't waste our previous efforts!

The teaching building is an old building, and the elevator has long been abandoned. The classroom is on the third floor! Time is still passing by, Ning Huaihuai has run to the first floor and a half step by step.

"Sorry... I shouldn't be late?" knocked on the closed door, Ning Huaihuai secretly looked at the clock in the classroom! Shit, 13:03 seconds! 03 seconds!

I wish the professor could round her up and let her go.

"What I hate most is people who are not punctual. Please go out!" Professor John said coldly without looking at her.

"Me! I'm only three seconds late!" Ning Huaihuai said in extremely fluent French.

"Hurry out. If you are late, do you want to delay others' class?"

"Yes, why is the quality so low? Haven't you read any books in China?"

Someone whispered below, and many people echoed.

Liang Sheng, who was sitting in the corner, stood up. Motioning for everyone to be quiet, he went forward and whispered to the professor.

The professor always shook his head and looked at Ning Huaihuai's eyes. Although there was some relaxation, it was still full of disdain and contempt.

Seeing that he continued, he would put away his books and leave. Liang Sheng sighed softly and turned to Ning Huaihuai.

"Miss Ding, I will try to help you communicate with the professor. In order not to affect others in class, please leave first," he said helplessly.

"Ha! What's this? Yes, I'm a delivery man. Delivery men can be despised? I get up early and dark every day. I earn every penny by myself. I'm not inferior to any of you! Don't you think I'm superior to me? Good! I'm not going to enter this place. I'm afraid I'll dirty my feet!"

Looking at the people in the classroom and saying these words, Ning Huaihuai felt his height for the first time. The heart secretly cries Shuang!

But this kind of happiness was soon covered up by the essence of money fans. Because she received the news from the school app, she was removed from Professor John's class!!

"Tuition fees of thousands of euros! What have I done? Why can't I bear it? What kind of guests in the entertainment city haven't experienced it? Why can't they live with money! Ning Huaihuai, you pig!" looking at the calendar and checking the rest of her class hours, she pinched her thigh and said ruthlessly.

At first, Lin Yiqian entrusted someone to put her into the professor's class. And spent hundreds of euros more than others. Now, I can't say so, can't I? I also scolded that shit Professor... Now I'm afraid I can't go back even if I beg others.

This kind of emotion tormented her for three or four days. On the fifth day, she couldn't help asking for a leave and ran to school.

John is a visiting professor and doesn't sit in class. Ning Huaihuai doesn't know whether he has other classes besides her class. But what can we do now? She can only hit Universiade, hovering in front of the teaching building and waiting.

Ning Huaihuai! You must be humble and don't refute what others say. I don't understand it anyway. Don't get into trouble with money.

Ning Huaihuai constantly reminded himself of the purpose of this trip. She was afraid that the steps in front of the teaching building would be kicked to pieces by her, and there was no shadow of Professor John.

It was getting darker and darker, and the students left the building one after another. The lights went out one by one. Ning Huaihuai's hope is also gradually cooling down.

Class will start tomorrow. If you can't get the forgiveness of that grumpy old man before class, I'm afraid you'll really lose both people and money.

"Miss Ding?"

When the last light in the teaching building went out and Ning Huaihuai's hope fell to the bottom, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Liang... Teaching assistant?" Ning Huaihuai looked up tired, and a familiar outline appeared in front of him until he came out of the light and shadow of the street lamp and sat next to him. Ning Huaihuai only whispered.

"Are you looking for Professor John?" he asked with a smile.

"En..." the generosity is no longer. Ning Huaihuai just wants to have a good class at the moment. The big deal is that he doesn't do the job before class. This is her only idea now.

"Professor John has gone abroad for academic research. Tomorrow's class will start next week. Don't you know?" Liang Sheng said softly and kindly. That is the voice that a young man should have, but Ning Huaihuai is familiar with it.

"I've been kicked out by the class. I don't know anything," she said lost.

"Ah! I forgot. I'm sorry." Liang Sheng smiled apologetically. That smile, under the moonlight, makes people feel a little sacred, and their hearts have been washed.

"Last time... Cough, last time, you know, I'm sorry." Ning Huaihuai grabbed her hair and said. The moonlight couldn't hide her shyness.