Lin Xian nodded, curiously said: "Did you buy the doll, or did you squeeze it yourself?"
For simple vocabulary, Ling Youyu sometimes speaks, but once it exceeds five words, she habitually expresses it in words.
Holding a pen, I wrote on the paper: I pinched it myself.
"Yes! The pinch is very beautiful!" Lin Xian smiled and praised that she didn't expect that she still had this skill.
And to be honest, the doll looks really nice.
After receiving his compliment, Ling Youyu's face turned red.
Thinking of the little girl's 90-minute figure, Lin Xian couldn't help but glanced at her chest.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but ask softly: "Ling Youyu, what size underwear do you wear?"
"Huh!"
Ling Youyu let out a soft cry, his pretty face instantly turned into ripe cherries, and he lay on the table like an ostrich covering his head.
"Uh..."
Seeing this scene, Lin Xian chuckled twice.
No, this girl can't help but tease.
Too sensitive!
He was still skeptical before, but now it is certain that if he kissed her, she would really faint.
Thinking of this, Lin Xian didn't dare to tease her, opened Xu Senlin's "Mathematical Analysis" and began to read the book seriously.
In the scene just now, many girls in the class also saw it, and gathered together in twos and threes to whisper.
"Heh! Really can pretend!" a long-haired girl glanced at Ling Xiaoyu and sneered.
"Who makes parents beautiful!"
What's the use of being beautiful, just her 1.5-meter short legs, it is estimated that Lin Xian will lose interest once the freshness is over. "
"I heard that Ling Youyu seems to have congenital stuttering. Isn't it a bit bad for us to say that?" A girl hesitated.
"Who knows if it is pretending? Forget it, let's not talk about her."
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The teacher who teaches Chinese at the university is a middle-aged woman named Gu Hai.
Perhaps she has been exposed to words all the year round, which gives her a scent of scrolls and a pair of gold glasses, which makes her feel very intellectual.
There was no roll call or sign-in. After Gu Hai put down the teaching materials, he made a brief introduction of himself, and then began to lecture.
Although the teacher doesn't call names, he likes to ask questions.
In just ten minutes, three students got up to answer the questions
Lin Xian was reading the book with relish, and suddenly heard Gu Hai's voice.
"Student Wang Zejing, what is the earliest collection of poems in the pre-Qin period?"
Wang Zejing?
Hearing this name, Lei Hongguang raised their brows.
Lin Xian sighed and stood up slowly
No way, since you promised Pharaoh, then you have to keep your promise.
"The earliest collection of poems is the Book of Songs!"
Fortunately, the questions Gu Hai asked were not difficult, and the answer was in the book. She just wanted to use this method to check whether the students were attending the class.
Gu Hai looked at Lin Xian, smiled slightly, and nodded, "Very well, please sit down."
Lin Xian frowned. He felt that Teacher Gu Hai's smile seemed a bit nasty.
That's right, it's bad taste.
Not long after Lin Xian sat down, Teacher Gu Hai asked again: "Which poetry book did the earliest source of romantic poetry originate from? Classmate Lin Xian, you can answer this question."
Damn it!
At this moment, Lin Xian finally understood the meaning of Teacher Gu Hai's smile.
For a time, the 200-odd people in the class turned their heads one after another, looking at Lin Xian with weird eyes.
At this time, how could he not understand.
Gu Hai obviously knew him, so when Wang Zejing was named just now, he would immediately name himself when he saw himself standing up.
Hey!
It's not good to be too famous, at least it can't help people get it.
Lin Xian sighed, stood up again bitterly, and replied: "The source is the Songs of Chu!"
Gu Hai's smile remained unchanged and said, "Classmate Lin Xian looks familiar!"
Suddenly, the others couldn't help it anymore, and there were bursts of joyous laughter in the classroom.
Chapter 7 Strange Shu Lin Xian
Teacher Gu Hai has a very good personality. He just teased him and told Lin Xian to sit down again.
He didn't pursue Wang Zejing's skipping class at all, and continued to give lectures.
This made the students in the class feel good about her.
Sitting down again, Lin Xian continued to look down at "Mathematical Analysis."
The knowledge points of this book are more intensive than the previous one, and Lin Xian is a bit difficult to learn.
He glanced at the time and found that there was still an hour before get out of class ended, and he said silently in his heart.
A box of chewing gum appeared in his pocket.
Take out one piece and plug it into the mouth.
Lin Xian chewed a few times, and couldn't help but raise his brow, it was really chocolate flavor!