Chapter 19

When Jiang Qiao woke up the next day, the man beside him had already left for the company.

There was also a post it note on the head of the bed to remind her that breakfast was on the table when she got up.

Jiang Qiao felt his mobile phone from the head of the bed and glanced at the time with the rest of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly she was scared to rub a jump from the bed, the action of the big pull back pain of her bared teeth.

Today is Tuesday. She has classes in the morning!

From primary school, junior high school, high school and University, they are classmates. They play together because of their similar personalities.

Lu Huanhuan is a good friend she has known since childhood.

"Nothing? You're not telling me. You frown. I know you won't tell me something

Jiang Qiao subconsciously shook his head: "it's OK."

Lu Huanhuan looked at her strange movements and frowned suspiciously: "what's the matter with you?"

"When I wake up in the morning and find myself late, who is in the mood to watch my cell phone?"

As a result, Jiang Qiaoxian one step to hide in the past, small face still pan white.

After Professor Chen left, the girl just stepped forward and wanted to put her hand on her back.

"My little ancestor, why did you come all of a sudden? I invited all the fake people for you, didn't you see wechat?"

Also politely said thank you to him and watched him leave.

Jiang Qiao, however, because he just shot himself two times, just met the place where he was beaten yesterday. He changed his face in pain, but still did not show it.

With a sigh of regret, Professor Chen reached out and patted her on the shoulder, said two words of comfort and left.

"Yes, my grandmother went, but I thought that there was no Professor Chen's class today, so I took the time to come here in a hurry, and after listening, I would continue to watch."

Quickly reached out to cover his mouth, round big glasses, tears said to come, look at the appearance is simply pitiful.

Simply, Jiang Qiao's brain turned quickly.

Out of the classroom, a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth ran out in a hurry. She blinked her eyes in a panic and made a secret signal to Jiang Qiao.

"Yes, Joe. Didn't you say your grandmother passed away two days ago and is going to have a funeral?"

The girl was so confused that she didn't know what was going on.

"Ah?"

"Ginger Joe? Didn't you say your grandmother died and asked for bereavement leave? "

Professor Chen packed up his things and came out of it. He happened to see Jiang Qiao and lift his glasses.

When she arrived, the class was just over.

In the end, he still missed Professor Chen's class

Jiang Qiao changed her clothes because she was in a hurry and got involved in the wound on her back. The pain made her cry, but she didn't have time to take care of it.

Before going out in the morning, Lin put a new set of toiletries on the washing table so that she could see it as soon as she came out.

Jiang Qiao recited the end, while brushing his teeth, washing his face and changing clothes in a hurry.

This professor is famous for being strict. He can't be absent from his class. If he is absent for a period, this course will be regarded as abandoned and he will fail at the end of the semester.

And this morning's lecture is an introduction to art by Professor Chen, the strictest in their department.

But did not expect, because yesterday's matter, never truant she, unexpectedly to forget she still has class today!

So since she entered the school, she has been diligent, dare not miss a class.

Without song Pingxiao, I'm afraid she would not even be qualified to enter the University.

Only song Pingxiao supported her unconditionally and provided money for her to go to university.

at first, she said that she wanted to learn painting, but Hu Ying and song Lao were not optimistic about it, and even disliked that her study of painting was useless.

Xu was influenced by her mother's art when she was young. She was particularly interested in painting.

Jiang Qiao is still a student majoring in painting in the Art Department of C University.

Jiang Qiao knows all her little secrets, and Lu Huanhuan is no exception.

In Lu Huanhuan's words, they are like sisters of different parents.

Lu Huanhuan was so angry that no one could stop him except Jiang Qiao.

"If you don't tell me what's going on, I'll go to the literature department to find out Song Yi and beat her up and let her tell me."

"My ancestors, can't I tell you? But at least find a place to talk about it. "

"Yes, the cafe at the door."